Classmate, he always spread dog food with the tyrant

Many children from poor families present looked at Xiao Langyin with respect in their eyes. They did not expect that the noble Xiao Langyin would take the lead to stand up. After all, their Xiao family has a great career, and 20 taels of silver is just the monthly salary of a maid. They These impoverished families who were pushed to the extreme didn't speak, but Xiao Langyin spoke for them.

It's just that the situation is unclear now, and they dare not follow Xiao Langyin to speak out.

"It's the other way around! A teenage supervising student dares to insult the teacher like this. What else do you dare not do in the future?" Jiang Sizheng was so angry that his fat face flushed, and he ordered sharply: "Come here! ! This student is disrespectful to the saint, give him a [-]-stick stick! Let him grow his memory!"

Someone from the Shengqian Hall in charge of execution stood up, but hesitated to go forward.

After all, although there are punishments in the Imperial College, they have always been sympathetic to the children of high officials. Most of the mistakes are punished by kneeling, standing, and copying books. How dare they beat the noble son of General Zhenyuan rashly?

"What? Are you afraid of Marquis Zhenyuan?" Si Zheng saw through their thoughts, and said with a sneer, "You can fight at ease! I want to see if he dares to talk to his father about it after he returns home!"

The Marquis of Zhenyuan has always disciplined Xiao Langyin harshly. In his eyes, he would only think that his son was punished for disobeying his teacher for a mere 20 taels of silver. reprimanded.

The long bench painted with red lacquer was carried up to the square, followed by two people holding bamboo sticks for punishment, which was daunting.

The students clenched their fists one by one, burning with anger, but the teachers of each class were on the stage, they dared not stand up to fight, and they all whispered in private.

"Where is there a bit of uprightness here? It looks like the Jinyiwei of Dongchang."

"Should the government and the opposition use sticks to convince people? It's said that the same goes for others, and our Si Zheng learns very quickly."

No matter how the audience discussed, Xiao Langyin didn't panic in the slightest, he stood there coldly with his arms folded, his momentum was like a rainbow.

Jiang Sizheng became more and more annoyed, and was about to urge him when he heard a clear voice: "Why does Sizheng claim to be a saint?"

Si Zheng was startled when he heard the words, and when he saw the young man who spoke with picturesque features and tender skin, he immediately felt a bit of contempt: "Presumptuous! You are a little prison student, what do you know about a saint? Why do you slander this official?"

Qi You was not afraid at all, and talked eloquently: "Si Zheng said that the money we handed over was for repairing the statue of Confucius, but I think the statue of Confucius in the Guozijian is still a clay body, but it is you, Si Ye, who is well-dressed and decent. A belt with a rhinoceros horn! Sizheng collects fees on behalf of Confucius, and spends money for Confucius, doesn’t he call himself a saint?”

Qi You's comments were subtle and satirical, not to mention the supervisors in each hall applauded, even the teacher sitting on the stage looked at him with praise.

Jiang Sizheng had already recognized that the person in front of him was the youngest son of the Qi family, he was angry and scared at the same time, the student opened his mouth like a rhinoceros horn belt, the information revealed between his words seemed to know about his overbearing dress?

But I obviously just had fun wearing it at home!

In the end, he also said that he claimed to be a saint. This... isn't this trying to kill him!

Naturally, Qi You read this matter from the book. He remembered that there was a plot in the book that Jiang Sizheng started to drift away after becoming the empress dowager's niece and son-in-law. , and often spoke to the queen mother about the release of King Zhao. These actions were tantamount to death in the eyes of the tyrant, and Jiang Sizheng was expelled from the capital for this reason.

Jiang Sizheng was staring at Qi You closely, pondering with a sullen face whether someone was instigating behind him, and was about to speak out to deal with him, when he suddenly heard someone from the audience shout: "Sizheng!"

The young man who stood up, Qing Piao, with slightly cold eyes, turned out to be Lu Weishi, the son of the prime minister.

Lu Weishi was not agitated, but raised his hands indifferently and said, "Sizheng, the sage Confucius once said that there is no distinction between teaching and learning, but Sizheng's actions make it harder for children from poor families to study. If the sage knew about it, he would be unhappy. "

Qi You turned his black and moist eyes, and immediately grasped this wonderful entry point, and then said: "Yes, Si Zheng, everyone has a spirit, and the spirit of a saint is also the Holy Spirit. If you offend the Holy Spirit, you will be afraid of walking at night." Be careful!"

Si Zheng was so angry that he couldn't say a word, his brow was sweating.

"Sizheng, if you are short of money, just tell me. Don't you think it's shabby to make all these detours?" Wei Jiuchao was idly leaning against the locust tree in the square: "It's just a few hundred taels of silver, little one." Lord, I will make a donation to help those in need."

Si Zheng's fat face was flushed, but he didn't dare to speak out to reprimand Wei Jiuchao. Wei Jiuchao's mother clan's dignified father joined the cabinet, and he was the eyeball of his family. If Wei Jiuchao was hurt by a single hair, the princess could tear him alive.

He has always been unscrupulous in plundering the superintendent's money. After all, if the superintendent's parents are of low status, they will be powerless if they want to resist. As for someone as respected as Xiao Langyin, it is reasonable to say that he would never jump out to argue for a mere few dozen taels of silver.

Unexpectedly, all the nobles and disciples came forward to fight today, so Si Zheng had no choice but to take a step back, and said angrily: "This Si Zheng originally thought that the big exam was coming, and repairing the statue of Confucius is also to accumulate virtue for your future! Since you are so ignorant of good and bad, If you feel that there is too much money to honor the sage Confucius, then let this matter go for now, and you can disperse on your own!"

After saying that, he walked away.

When Jiang Sizheng's figure fled the high platform in desperation, the crowd erupted into cheers again and again amidst boiling.

They are all teenagers, at the age of high spirits, and they can't tolerate the injustice and darkness in the world the most. They just think that today they can set off a storm to clean up the filth, and defeat Jiang Xuezheng, who everyone hates, is really a joy in life!

Many people in the square were so excited that their eyes glowed, and they rushed to surround Xiao Langyin and Qi You.The enthusiasm of classmates came from all directions like a tide, Xiao Langyin and Qi You were besieged in the middle, facing everyone's questioning and praising, Qi You made jokes, which caused a lot of laughter, Xiao Langyin stood beside him quietly, rarely speaking , but his eyes frequently fell on Qi You who was talking and laughing at Yanyan.

On the way back to the school, Wei Jiuchao hooked Xiao Langyin with one hand, and put Qi You's shoulder with the other: "Okay, guys, today we had a fight, and Si Zheng's face was pissed off again, hahahaha, it's so relieved and refreshing! "

Wei Jiuchao didn't care about money and repair fees, as long as he saw the teacher deflated and depressed, he would be happy.

"It's over, brush your clothes and go, do you understand the hidden merits and fame?" Qi You laughed in a low voice: "You restrain yourself, others are looking at us."

"Are you afraid of being seen after you have done something good?" Wei Jiuchao said in embarrassment, "What's wrong!"

Qi You ignored him, pulled Zhao Zhao and said, "You go to Taiping Hall to thank Senior Lu later, and just say... just say, to express our gratitude, we invite him to dinner!"

Qi You has no experience in chasing people, but looking back on the TV dramas and novels he has read, inviting him to dinner is often the first step in breaking the ice in a relationship.

Zhao Zhao was stunned: "Why should I thank him?"

"He could have kept silent, but he helped us at a critical moment, of course we have to thank you!" Qi Youda looked like a small team with his head on his head, and he analyzed logically: "Besides, he is the son of the prime minister, and he has always been cautious in his words and deeds. !"

In the original book, the Lu family is almost a family of prime ministers. Lu Weishi's father is the chief minister of the court, and he himself is also a proper prime minister after Xiao Langyin succeeds to the throne. People are never bad.

Qi You said frankly: "Besides, why do we need so many reasons? It would be a good thing for him to have a meal with a junior who respects him, right?"

Zhao Zhao hesitated and said, "Then...how about eating together tomorrow night?"

"Tomorrow? No, no, no..." Qi You's voice gradually lowered: "I have someone to see tomorrow, let's discuss the next date..."

Thinking of tomorrow, half of the anger on Qi You's face dissipated...

Tomorrow is the fifteenth-every five!He is going to meet the day of the tyrant!