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Imperial College, Department of Education.

Mu Wuya took the book and sat down on the chair in front of the north window of the classroom.Zebao skipped class and was summoned by the Queen Mother. The seat at the same table was empty.

There is a red ink box on the desk and two chocolate candies.

His mother would grab a handful for him every day, put it in his pocket, and ask him to take it to school and distribute it to other students.

Lao Jijiu is teaching "Yunbi Suan Jing" today. He has finished teaching it. This class is for self-study.There are those who are eager to learn and write the homework left by their teachers in the classroom; there are also those who are playful and pass notes around during self-study classes.

Mu Wuya picked up his pen, dipped it in thick ink, and wrote his homework on the rice paper.

He had just learned to read and was still struggling with writing, but he was quite talented in arithmetic. He could basically mentally calculate the correct answer to complex arithmetic problems at a glance.

Moreover, my mother also taught more complicated equations, which were much more difficult than those in the "Yunbi Suanjing".

"Wuya, let me copy your arithmetic homework."

A fat guy with a tough head came over. He was the first one that day to change sides and stick his butt out for Mu Wuya to kick him.

"okay."

Mu Wuya's handwriting is extremely upright and he is also generous.

Xiaopang's surname is You, and he comes from a well-known family. His father is a third-rank official, serving as a regular attendant on Yousanqi, and there is also an elder who is a concubine in the palace.Concubine You was not favored, and the late emperor did not like her. The reason why she was able to get into the position of concubine was entirely because she had a good relationship with Concubine Li in the harem, so the juniors below were also close to Duke Li. This is why he was the concubine before. The reason for Lixu's bad behavior.

"You Xiaopang, you start driving, I'll copy first!"

"It's bad, my young master's head hurts when he does arithmetic problems, he has difficulty breathing, and he is worried and frightened. Is this young master sick?"

"What a coincidence, I also have this disease."

Mu Wuya smiled helplessly, watching helplessly as several pages of homework on the desk were snatched away and copied one by one by several young masters.

"Mu Wuya, your father is looking for you outside."

There was a shout from the door of the classroom.

Ya Bao was stunned: "Dad? I don't have a father."

He only has a mother who loves him very much.

The person responsible for delivering the message was a guard patrolling the Meng Academy. He stood in the corridor outside the classroom with a serious look on his face: "That man was making a noise at the entrance of the Imperial College. He was noisy and bit him to death. He said he was your biological father. He was like a rogue. After drinking too much, I peed next to the stone lion at the school gate."

The guards couldn't believe it. After all, the people in the Imperial Academy were all the sons of officials, and most of their fathers were officials in the court. How could they be so dirty urinating everywhere.

Mu Wuya's little face lost all color in an instant, and a figure that made him shudder appeared in his mind: "...I know."

He didn't know how he got to the school gate.

Beside the stone lion, a group of Imperial College students were pointing at the man in the middle, Jiu Mengzi, who was wearing a coarse cloth gown.Jiu Mengzi ignored the gazes of the people around him. He had an inverted triangular face, like a fish head. He took off his pants and peed, then put on a black and greasy belt that had not been washed for an unknown period of time, and hummed. Playing eighteen erotic songs.

Old Yutou hangs out with prostitutes all day long. He also slept in a prostitute on Huajie Street last night. There was also a braid full of makeup and fragrance tied to the waistband of his trousers. I don’t know which secret lover cut it off and gave it to him. his.

"You little bastard, I finally found you!"

The old Yutou's sharp eyes saw the five-year-old baby standing outside the crowd, "Okay, you are a promising man. Wearing silk ribbons and silver, you are an unfilial son! Leave your own father to drink the northwest wind alone."

Fear appeared in Mu Wuya's eyes.

The old fish head strode towards him.

He kept backing up, and scenes of the old fish head whipping himself with a riding crop appeared in his mind: "Don't... don't come over..."

The old fish head smiled wildly: "You little bastard, bring me the money."

Without waiting for Mu Wuya to react, he grabbed him and touched the child's purse, sleeves, and pockets with his rough, dirty hands.

"Hey, I only have two taels of silver on me."

Old Yutou was obviously not satisfied, "It's not enough to pay off this month's interest."

He grabbed the auspicious safety lock that Mu Wuya wore around his neck, "This one looks like gold." He bit it with his old yellow teeth, "It's real gold, hey, how much can it cost?" .”

"give me back!"

Mu Wuya was originally just scared when he saw his adoptive father. Now when he saw that the safety lock that his mother put on him in the morning was taken away by this old gambler, he suddenly became furious and said, "You thief! My mother gave that to me." of!"

"Your mother?"

Old Yutou said with a proud look on his face, "Your mother is a young woman. She has died long ago."

"no!!"

Mu Wuya was furious, his eyes were red and bloodshot, "You are not my father, and that woman is not my mother."

"I only have one mother!"

"Fuck your mother!" the old fish head cursed, raising his hand to slap the child, "You were just adopted by Miss Mu Da, you are a bastard, your body will always flow with dirty blood , as long as you live for one day, you must be filial to you and me! Get the money quickly!"

The slap has not yet fallen.

He was caught by a ghostly hand.

"click"

Straight off.

Yan Shisan, the secret guard responsible for protecting Mu Wuya, emerged from the darkness.He stood in front of the young master with an expressionless face. The regent's order to him was to protect the personal safety of the young master at all times.

"Ouch! Killed!"

The old fish head covered his severed hand and rolled on the ground, howling like a slaughtering pig, "You little bastard, your heart is rotten and your heart is rotten. You have found the regent as your backer. If you are strong enough, you can beat your own father. Ugh - —There is no such thing as human ethics!"

"If I don't live anymore, it's better to die clean and have my own son become the lackey of the Yan family!"

The heart-rending cry attracted many people.

It was almost time for school to end, but after Old Yutou made such a fuss, countless noble children gathered around the gate of the Imperial College to take a look. There were young masters from the Chinese Studies Department who were sixteen or seventeen years old, and young masters from the Meng Studies Department who were seven or eight years old.

The Yunhuang Kingdom values ​​filial piety, and many aristocratic families hate the exclusive power of the Yan family's relatives. Old Yutou has hit the point. In just a moment, countless disdainful glances fell on Mu Wuya like knives. , all kinds of pointing fingers.

"It's so disgusting. Who put this little bastard in the Imperial College?"

"When I think of being in the same school with such a person, I feel suffocated!"

"Isn't he just a lackey of the Yan family? Because of this bastard, loyal ministers like Li Gong were imprisoned unjustly. How can Li Jia deserve it?"

"He has defiled the lintel of the Imperial College, fork it out!"

……

Mu Wuya was only a five-year-old child after all, so he could not withstand such a vicious verbal attack. His face was pale, his body was crumbling, and tears were welling up in his eyes.

The supervisors smashed the books in their hands, and some even threw stones and smelly shoes.

Yan Shisan was highly skilled in martial arts and either blocked the thrown objects with his own body or chipped away at them with his sword.

However, there was still a small stone that hit Mu Wuya on the left side of his head from a very off angle. A string of blood dripped down, turning the child's left eye red, as if bleeding from tears.

"What are you doing?!"

An old roar came, "A group of scholars actually gathered to bully a five-year-old junior?"

The person who came was none other than the principal Wu Wuji.

He received the news that Miss Mu's son was bullied at the gate of the Imperial College, and he rushed over immediately.

When the supervisors saw the principal coming, they quickly lowered their heads, not daring to curse or smash.

The old priest was very angry. He adjusted his reading glasses on the bridge of his nose and scolded: "Everyone is punished with fifty tablets and copying the "Deshan Sutra" a hundred times! The saint asked you to have a kind heart and cultivate moral character. You must read all the books. Into the dog’s belly?”

After scolding the students, he scolded the guards: "And you, you are neglecting your duties. If you don't drive away such rogues, why are you still waiting for the New Year?!"

Lao Jijiu led Mu Wuya to the principal's office, took out the golden sore medicine and applied it to his forehead.

"It was the old man's negligence. Don't worry, kid. That rogue will never have a chance to appear in the Imperial College in the future."

"Principal, can you..."

Ya Bao raised his head and looked at Lao Jijiu with a pleading look on his face, his lips trembling, "Don't tell my mother."