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Zebao knew that Mu Wuya was coming to school this morning, and when he thought that he would have a reading companion soon, he was so excited that he stayed up most of the night.

It turned out to be a good thing.

As soon as he came to Mengxue, he saw Lixu from Li Gongfu's house, bullying the new students.

That's abominable!

"Come down and get you."

Yan Ze's martial arts had been taught by the regent himself for more than a year, and Li's family had been civil servants for generations. It was Li Yuan, the son of Duke Jing Yu of this generation, who relied on his connections to become King Jinwu Wei Da. As a general, Li Xu was far inferior to Ze Bao in terms of military force.

Zebao's hand, like an eagle's claw, tightly clasped Li Xu's right leg from below.

He pulled the person off very forcefully.

"Apologise to Wuya! How dare you hit him? How dare you ride on him? You're looking for death!"

Zebao directly straddled Li Xu's body, throwing left hooks and right hooks.

bang bang

Invincible little fist to serve.

After a while, Lixu was beaten and cried, his right eye turned into a panda eye, and he whimpered for mercy.

"Stop fighting, I want to tell my dad... ugh!"

"Sue! Go ahead and sue! Incompetent!"

Yan Ze was full of murderous intent, and hit the left side with another panda eye hammer. It was good, the left and right sides were symmetrical, and it was comfortable.

Mu Wuya was shocked when he saw this scene for the first time.

He was already smaller, and Ze Bao protected him like an older brother protecting his younger brother.

Fighting among the children in the elementary school is a common occurrence. After all, they are all five to ten-year-old boys who are disliked by cats and dogs. They don't even have a girl. If they get together, they will be in trouble.

And among this group of children, an unwritten rule was born.

It would be very shameful for someone who loses a fight to tell their parents and let the elders intervene in the grievances of the younger ones!It is a sign of weakness and incompetence!

"Zebao, will something happen?"

Mu Wuya was a little frightened and pulled Zebao's sleeve, "The teacher is here, will he punish you?"

"What are you afraid of? It's just copying the book ten more times."

Yan Ze saw that he was a habitual offender and said, "If it's worse, he'll be punished by squatting with cabbage and radish."

However, with Mu Wuya's reminder, he also knew that it was time to stop.If the beating continues and the person is disabled, then it will no longer be an internal problem between the elementary school chickens in the Montessori Department.

Mu Tingxue completed the admission procedures, and when she first came over, she saw Zebao, Yabao, and a young man who had been beaten to a black and swollen face and was wearing rich clothes. The three of them were made to stand in the corridor outside the classroom. step.

Zebao had a big cabbage on his head, Yabao had a white radish on his head, and the pig-headed boy had a purple eggplant on his head.

And Master Wu, the Imperial Academy's wine minister, had a serious look on his face and held a pointer in his hand: "Baicai Squat."

Zebao squatted down.

Ma Bu dug deeper, and hot sweat broke out on her beautiful forehead.

"Eggplant squat."

Lixu knelt down aggrievedly, but because his lower body was unstable, the purple eggplant on his head slipped off. Mr. Shao scolded him.

Mu Tingxue smiled and said: "Children in ancient times were so energetic. My Yabao is so awesome, he integrated into the group on the first day."

*. *. *

Mu Tingxue is not the kind of parent who makes a fuss.

I don't think there's anything wrong with it.

There were ancient rules in ancient times. Since you go to school, you must abide by the school rules.If you break the rules, you will have to accept the punishment from your husband. You will get what you deserve with the slapstick, squatting, and riding.

She didn't stay long and was ready to leave.

After leaving the Department of Elementary School and passing by the Department of Chinese Studies, she suddenly heard someone calling her.

"Mrs. Suchen County? Is that you?"

It was the voice of a sunny and cheerful boy.

Mu Tingxue turned her head and unexpectedly saw Mr. Qin Xiaohou. He was limping towards the Chinese Studies Department on crutches.

Qin Zhaoyi is the only son of the Marquis of Qin.

A few days ago, my leg was severely injured and ulcerated, requiring amputation, and I had a high fever. Now I feel refreshed and can run to study and go to class by myself without anyone's support.

"Recovering well."

Mu Tingxue's eyes fell on Mr. Qin Xiaohou's injured leg, and she felt very relieved.

"Thanks to your miraculous healing skills, madam."

Qin Xiaohou looked at Mu Tingxue with eyes full of gratitude, "The night you treated me, the fever subsided and I passed the critical period. I have been able to get out of bed these past two days. I can't sit still, so I Come to the Imperial College."

Although he served as a captain in the Zhenbei Army, the Imperial College stipulated that students could only graduate at the age of 20, so he still had to attend classes.

Mu Tingxue nodded, sighing in her mind that the young man of [-] or [-] years old was in good health. His qualities and resilience were so strong that he was worthy of being trained in the army.

She put her hand into her sleeve, took out a box of antibiotics from the small space of the jade bottle, and handed it over: "Don't take it lightly. You should take three pills of this medicine every day. Take it on time to prevent the wound from getting infected again."

Mr. Qin Xiaohou quickly took out a banknote from his wallet: "I forgot to give you the medical fee last time. My mother and I have been thinking about this and feel very sorry."

This pill is strange, but it works so well.

No more pus.

I don't know how many people in the army died because of suppurating wounds. He was so lucky to be able to regain his legs and his life.

Mu Tingxue looked at the amount, 4000 taels!

"That's too much."

A farmer's family only had five taels of silver for food and clothing a year, while Qin Zhaoyi's father, Qin Hou, Minister of Industry, only had a salary of only 800 taels of silver a year.

With a wave of his hand, he gave himself 4000 taels, equivalent to five years of his father's salary without food or drink.It can be seen that Mr. Qin Xiaohou is used to spending a lot of money, and the Qin family is always greedy.

As expected of the Yan family's cousin-in-law, very punishing.

"I still think it's too little." Qin Zhaoyi said sternly, "One of my legs, and the rest of my life, will cost more than 4000 taels!"

When Mu Tingxue saw this, she no longer shied away.

Mr. Qin Xiaohou chatted with Mu Tingxue for a while, and he immediately became excited when he found out that she was here to send his son to the elementary school.

"So Madam, you are the one who wrote that poem to encourage students to study! Madam has a great literary talent, and your reputation for talent has been spread among the Imperial College students."

Qin Zhaoyi is a scumbag.

I was very bad at composing poems and articles, and I ended up counting down every time I took an exam.

He is good at martial arts and is good at leading troops.Partial science is very powerful.

"Uh, that's not a poem I made." Cold sweat broke out on Mu Tingxue's forehead, and she felt guilty. She had explained it countless times.

"Stop being modest!" Qin Xiaohou, like his cousin Yan Ze, did not believe Mu Tingxue's denial at all. "Can I ask you to help me with something?"

"What's the matter, tell me."

"The gentleman from the Department of Chinese Studies, Shao Siye, will be transferred to Cangzhou and serve as Cangzhou's farewell master. The students will bid farewell to him today at Yanyu Tower." Mr. Qin Xiaohou scratched his head, and the sunny and cheerful boy was troubled, "We are required by the superiors. These supervising students wrote a farewell poem for Shao Siye, but I didn’t have anything to say, and even after holding it in all night, I couldn’t come up with a good poem.”

Siye is an official position in the Imperial Academy, second only to the Grand Priest Liquor.

Cangzhou Biejia was the assistant official of the Cangzhou governor.

Although both of them are in the fourth rank, one is a Beijing official with a sinecure job as a teacher, and the other is in a bitter and cold place far in the northwest. This is no different from being demoted.

Mu Tingxue fell into deep thought: "Let me think about it."

Qin Xiaohouye looked indignant: "Shao Siye is also unlucky. He is over 30 years old this year. His father is also an uncle after all. He has been teaching and educating people for more than ten years. He is rich in knowledge and is considered a famous contemporary scholar. But he was sent to the army. Go to a place like that.”

Mu Tingxue's thin lips moved slightly: "Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and a white sun."

Mr. Qin Xiaohou was stunned for a moment, and then he praised: "What a poem, it just fits the weather today."

"The north wind blows geese and snow."

Qin Xiaohouye's smile widened and he was ecstatic: "North wind, yellow clouds, heavy snowfall, a slightly dim farewell scene immediately appeared in my mind. It can be said that the artistic conception is far-reaching, and she is indeed a talented woman recognized by the grand ceremony. !”

"Mochou has no confidant in the future, and no one in the world knows the king."

Mr. Qin Xiaohou was completely stunned. The crutches he was leaning on fell to the ground with a clatter. He wished he could kneel down and offer his knees to Mu Tingxue.This sentence is truly amazing!