The reborn sycophant

The rain had stopped, but the sky was still not clear. Located in this school in the southwest of Yulin City, the face of the gentleman teaching Class A was as gloomy as the sky outside.

He was in a dilemma.

The example given by the servant girl in front of him is really too tricky. He intends to refute it, but if he overturns it, then he is saying that even if he is out of slavery, he is still no different from a beast. Such words, He absolutely dare not speak out.But if he is taught to admit that what Wei Chuyan said is reasonable, it will damage his dignity as a gentleman. What will he use to control these students in the future?

I'm afraid not only can't control the students, but also be ridiculed by other teachers.

In this way, it is neither advancing nor retreating, which makes him very difficult.

So he was silent.

He was silent for a long time.

In the silence of the master, the students gradually stopped whispering. Although they also felt that Wei Chuyan's words made sense, they still didn't expect that the master could not find a point of refutation.

In the spacious classroom, something covered like a dark cloud, making these people unable to breathe.The classroom has become unprecedentedly quiet, and even the sound of dripping rain from the eaves can be clearly heard.

At this time, a voice broke the solemn atmosphere like the sound of heaven.

"Sir, I don't know that the first banquet is not a slave. She is the eldest daughter of Yu Nanwei's family. She was studying in Ding class. Now she will be my... eighth sister's handmaid. In fact, she is actually a child." If she loses, she will just do it temporarily for a few months. It's all children's play, sir, please don't misunderstand."

In my heart, I felt that the first banquet should be accepted as soon as it is good. If this continues, even if I win the husband, I am afraid that it will be very difficult in this academy in the future.Therefore, Wan Qingyuan stood up, revealed Wei Chuyan's identity, and made some explanations, which can be regarded as a step down for both parties.

Hearing Wan Qingyuan's words, Mr. finally stopped sweating on his forehead. He is not an idiot who can teach in Class A of Wutong Academy, so he immediately borrowed the donkey from the slope: "It turns out that he is a descendant of the Pingnan Wang family. , no wonder you are so eloquent. You child, since you have entered school in Wutong, why didn't you tell me? Why are you arguing with me for nothing? Forget it, you can come from Class D to Class A to study. Yes, I am also a motivated person, so I will stay here in the future, but this table needs to be straightened. By the way, in the future... don't make such a bet again, you are also a child of Xungui's family, How can you be a slave to others?"

Some were afraid that the child would not let go. Most of what the husband said was praise, but at the end of the talk, he still wanted to save himself some face.

Wei Chuyan didn't expect Wan Qingyuan to stand up at this time, but since Qingyuan had spoken and her husband answered the words so quickly, if she was still aggressive, it would be considered too much.

Suppressing the unwillingness in his heart, Wei Chuyan nodded in response: "Chuyan knows."

It's just a table, but it hasn't been moved over.

Zhao Ji asked her to put it here, how could she move it away?

As if he didn't see Wei Chuyan's insistence, Mr. walked back to the stage and continued to give lectures, his face was still serious and serious, but all the students present knew that in the confrontation just now, Wei Chuyan had actually won.

She is an eleven or twelve-year-old girl who won the debate against her husband who has been teaching in Wutong for decades.

Amazing, but also scary.

But others were unhappy.The one who had complained to Mr. Gao before was one of them. He picked up the bamboo slips and followed Mr.'s pace to read, concealing the anger in his heart.This person is obviously not a slave, but he wants to teach them to misunderstand. If he didn't misunderstand, how could he tell the master?

Now, not only has he offended Wan Jia, but also made Mr. Yue unhappy, which is really frustrating.

Yu Nanwei's family?He remembered that the eldest daughter of the Wei family was an indistinguishable waste, could it be the person in front of him?

No matter what happened, the class always had to be taught, and when the sound of bamboo hitting sounded, all the students scattered in all directions, like young birds returning to their nests, and went home.

Among the Wanfu, Wan Zhaohua heard that Wei Chuyan came to serve as Zhao Ji's personal maid, and felt absurd, but Wan Qingyuan told him that it was just His Highness's whim, so he put down and asked Zhao Ji to persuade him. Fan's idea was just to find the first banquet, asked some questions with concern, and said that Zhao Ji was messing around, but in the end, he changed the subject and asked her to take good care of His Royal Highness.

The first banquet was naturally accepted.Strange to say, she is only two years older than Zhao Ji, why is the county sheriff so sure that she can take care of His Highness?

She didn't know, it was because of her calmness far beyond ordinary people.

Returning from Wan Zhaohua's place, Zhao Ji had already eaten his dinner, and Yue Mo also went out and was quietly practicing calligraphy at the table.The master didn't assign any homework, so Chu Yan guessed that this should be homework from the palace.

Probably Concubine Wan Gui would check it. Every time Zhao Ji finished writing a piece, he let the first banquet dry and put it in a small box beside him. He wrote five pieces in a row before stopping, rubbing his wrists and refusing to write any more.

Seeing that the other maids did not persuade Wei Chuyan, he knew that this should be considered as completed, so he folded the last piece of paper carefully and put it in the box, then locked it.

Zhao Ji played with the penholder in his hand, watched her finish all this with some boredom, and then asked: "Wei Chuyan, is a servant really different from a livestock?"

Born in Tian's family and raised in the deep palace, Zhao Ji was well protected by Concubine Wan Gui, but she was too well protected. She occasionally felt uncomfortable when she saw the maidservants being beaten and scolded at will. It is even more sad to be killed with a stick.She sometimes told the royal brothers and sisters not to belittle human lives so casually, but what she got in return was their ridicule.

She felt wronged, and ran back to tell the concubine mother, but the concubine mother would only touch her head and tell her, Ji'er, they did nothing wrong. Will die here, the lives of those people are not as good as theirs.

One very cheap, one very expensive.

But Zhao Ji always felt that it was always bad to take other people's lives casually like this.She doesn't like this very much, but since the crown prince's elder brother knocked to death the disrespectful Zhongshan crown prince with a chessboard, the mother concubine seems to... also want her to be ruthless and kill one or two people .

Although she was young, Zhao Ji was very sensitive. She was even more resistant to what her concubine wanted her to do. After a night of trouble, she refused to do it, but the two were still killed by her concubine. Lost.

The blood splashed on her face was still hot, she touched it later, and felt sticky with her hands.

She lost her temper with her mother and concubine on a rare occasion, and she didn't even want to go back to the palace with her. If going back to the palace meant killing more people, she would rather stay outside for a long time.The concubine mother couldn't help her, so she allowed her to stay here for a while.

In this way, she stayed in Yulin and did not leave.

Although she felt that the concubine mother was wrong, but the concubine mother was not around these few days, she began to doubt it again. The concubine mother would not harm her, and she had taught her a lot of truths on weekdays. How could she question the concubine mother?

Wandering in anxiety and confusion, Zhao Ji is at the moment when he can't see the way forward.However, what Wei Chuyan said in the afternoon was like a fire that suddenly ignited in the night, illuminating a corner of the darkness, making Zhao Ji approach her involuntarily, wanting to find an answer.

The author has something to say: In fact, many things are connected, and they don't happen for no reason.

Then there is that the reason why Naiji stays is very complicated, and what is said here is just the reason Ji himself thinks.