My wife is a sword god

While walking in the Imperial College, Qin Feng did not hear the sound of reading loudly, nor did he see the students studying hard in the cold window.

A group of well-dressed young men wearing various decorations were chatting there.

But Qin Feng listened carefully and found that what they were talking about was either romance, which brothel had a beautiful oiran, which girl was beautiful, and they didn't talk about anything serious.

Even if there are teachers giving lectures in some halls, most of the people in the audience are listless, and some people are even sleeping on the table in the open.

This is very different from the image of those scholars in Qin Feng's impression.

It was not without reason that Da Qian worshiped martial arts but was weak in literature. He couldn't help but sigh.

Passing a school, Lan Ningshuang suddenly exclaimed: "Look, uncle, isn't that boy the one who led us earlier? Why is he standing outside the house?"

Qin Feng then looked around and saw a young man standing outside the house.

The clothes on his body were already thin, and coupled with the cold weather, he couldn't help shivering from the cold.

There was more than one young man like him, and there were seven or eight people standing beside him, their faces all red from the cold, and their bodies trembling constantly.

But even so, they still looked carefully into the school and listened carefully to the lecture of a young man on the stage.

Looking at the room, a group of young men were not focused on the lecturer, but on the young men outside the room.

The disdain and contempt in his eyes were clearly evident, and he was even sneering and pointing.

Qin Feng frowned. He had long known that Haowen Academy was not friendly to the children of poor families, but he never imagined that it would be so heartless and crazy.

The young people on the stage were treated so differently, and they were simply ashamed of being human teachers!

But as an outsider, Qin Feng couldn't directly accuse the young man, otherwise it would be counterproductive and make these young men suffer even more unfair treatment in the future.

He thought carefully, and then took out many clothes from the Sumeru Ring.

Lan Ningshuang understood the idea, walked forward with clothes in hand, and put them on the young men one by one.

This sudden move left all the young people at a loss. They came from poor families and came to Haowen Courtyard just because they liked reading.

They have long been used to being treated unfairly and being treated coldly.

When have you ever received such kindness?

The moment of sadness and emotion made their eyes red.

The young man leading the way obviously recognized Qin Feng and said weakly: "Thank you, brother."

Qin Feng smiled and nodded. He could help these teenagers, but there was a limit to what he could do.

After giving away the clothes, he was about to leave. Just at this moment, an arrogant young master came late and said loudly: "Master Li, Han Zhi and the others did not pay attention to the class!"

Master Li was naturally the young man who gave the lecture, and Han Zhi was the young man who led Qin Feng.

The young man giving the lecture had long seen the actions of Qin Feng and the two people outside the room. He originally planned to turn a blind eye. After all, he didn't care whether those poor disciples came or not and what they were doing.

But when someone spoke up, he could no longer turn a blind eye.

Because the arrogant young master who came late is the youngest son of a third-rank official in the court. Whether he can rise to prominence in the court in the future will depend on the background behind this little guy.

"Han Zhi, what are you doing? If you don't want to attend my class, you don't have to come.

And who are you? I let them listen to the class outside as a punishment for being late for class. If they can't bear this hardship, they should stop thinking about studying as soon as possible and go back as soon as possible.

It would also keep me out of sight and out of mind. "The young man shouted.

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man said kindly to the arrogant young man: "Master Fu, come in quickly. It's freezing outside. Don't freeze your body."

The young man named Fu walked into the school with a proud look on his face.

The teenagers outside the house lowered their heads silently, not knowing where to put their hands.

This naked differential treatment made Qin Feng laugh angrily. Unable to bear it, he directly asked: "There is nothing wrong with being punished for being late.

But as a teacher, you should treat everyone equally. Why do they need to listen to the class outside and be punished, but the young man just came now, but he can enter the class to listen to the class?

Young people are inherently naughty, and as a teacher, you should set an example.

Even if you treat the rich and the poor differently like this, won't they become like you in the future? "

Hearing this, the young man surnamed Li turned his head and looked over, frowning and said: "This is my school, it is not for outsiders to tell me what to do or how to teach.

What's more, as the son of Zongzheng, how can Master Fu be like these people in the market?

He had to receive etiquette lessons at home on weekdays, so it was understandable that he would come late.

But what important things can happen to these poor people? It's just that I was having fun on the road, so I arrived late. "

At this time, the young man named Fu raised his hand and said: "Master Li, what you said is wrong. I just overslept because of the cold weather."

The young man surnamed Li was slapped in the face on the spot, and the scene was a little embarrassing for a while.

He couldn't get angry at Master Fu, so he had to take his anger out on the poor disciples outside the house: "If I had known you were so naughty, I shouldn't have accepted you into the hall in the first place.

Looking at the entire Imperial College, how many teachers are willing to accept you is really unlucky.

If you still want to listen to my class, just take off the clothes that person gave me, and then stand outside honestly.

Otherwise, you won’t be able to use it in the future. "

When the young men in the room heard this, they immediately started making noises.

Han Zhi and other young people were still young. The various sorrows and grievances accumulated in their daily lives surged into their hearts at this moment and turned into tears.

When the young man surnamed Li saw this, he not only did not feel any guilt, but looked at Qin Feng triumphantly and said, "The Imperial College is not for everyone. If you affect others' classes, it is against the rules. Why don't you get out of here?"

"You!" Lan Ningshuang frowned slightly. She had long been unable to tolerate the other party's mean face. When she heard the other party insulting her son-in-law, she wanted to teach him a lesson.

But there was a figure in black who was faster than him. He took two steps at a time and ran into the school. Then there was only a crisp slap.

For a moment, the whole audience was silent.

Master Li covered his face with a look of disbelief: "You dare to hit me?!"

Qin Feng rubbed his wrist: "What if I hit you?"

"Do you know where this is? This is the Imperial College. You dare to fight here. You are simply courting death. Come on, come on!" The young man was hysterical.

Snap!

Qin Feng slapped him again with his backhand. The young man was stunned and stood there, forgetting even to shout.

"Sorry, I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. Seeing that one side of your face is swollen and the other side is safe and sound, I always feel bad.

You won't blame me, right?"

The young man didn't know what obsessive-compulsive disorder meant, he only knew that he was humiliated twice in public.

I couldn't care about anything else and rushed towards Qin Feng like crazy: "I'm going to kill you!"