Neighboring school old enemy bows to me

Qiao Yue saw that He Zhiyang's appearance changed every day, and he was not happy: "The Imperial College has to be careful in making up lessons. Every day, I have to learn to delay my meal and rest at night. Is this master stupid or lacking in understanding?"

"Is it useful for you to tell me?" He Zhiyang yawned: "The rules set by the Imperial College, I can never skip class."

Thinking of the hard days of the past few days, he couldn't help humming: "None of us want to rest. Being suppressed by the masters, we dare not speak out."

The students of Guozijian also know the evil idea behind their masters, and know that diligently making up lessons is not for their so-called exams, but just to get more repairs from the imperial court.

But what can be done?

People in the school have to bow their heads.

In the past, they were counting on He Zhiyang to stand out for them, but now He Zhiyang also has an expression of not having any business and don't expect me. Everyone can only sigh and resign themselves to study.

The one who gave them extra lessons tonight was the notorious Wang Sizheng, who was well versed in the art of stealing, raping, and playing tricks. He took advantage of the imperial system to deliberately extend the evening class time of the Guozijian, and every time he talked about what he said before. , Hearing it makes people drowsy and can only hold on.

After Qiao Yue listened, he thought for a moment and hummed, "When is this Wang Si making up late lessons for you?"

"Xu Shichu." He Zhiyang took out the file, and replied with a look of death: "Don't wait for me today, go alone, my class will take another two hours."

Qiao Yue lowered his head and kissed the corner of his eyes, his voice was calm and undeniable: "I see, I will come to you at night."

Qiao Yue attacked suddenly, and He Zhiyang immediately felt crimson from his ears to his neck: "Hey, wait a minute, even if I find it, I can't go with you."

Qiao Yue hugged the red He Zhiyang and kissed him, and said forcefully: "I can decide whether you can go or not, go to math class first, I will come to see you again tonight."

He Zhiyang rubbed the roots of his red ears, and sneaked back along the veranda.

In the evening, the annoying Wang Sizheng walked into the classroom with arrogant steps.

"Why don't you show your homework? Feng Jing, where are you going?"

"I... I'm going to eat..."

"Did I make you move!?" Wang Sizheng cleared his throat, with a proud face: "My evening class, none of you are allowed to go out of this door, sit back and listen to my lecture."

"But it's not time for evening class yet!" Seeing Feng Jing not knowing what to do, He Zhiyang stood up: "As usual, this is the time for the Guozijian to have dinner, and it was you, Si Zheng, who occupied us in advance. private time!"

"Private time?" Wang Sizheng reprimanded him when he heard something funny, relying on his status as a teacher: "You have entered the Imperial College, and you still have private time? The exam is approaching, and you all want to be lazy?"

"Why aren't you being lazy? Are you going to class without eating?"

"Still hungry to listen to your lectures that you have taught a dozen times?"

As soon as the voice fell, the classroom laughed out loud.

Wang Sizheng blushed with anger, glared at He Zhiyang angrily, and said confidently: "What do you mean by listening to me more than a dozen times? Learning new things by reviewing the past, even if you have listened to this book more than ten times, you should understand it from it." new meaning."

Obviously it is for the money of the imperial court to make up lessons, and I am too lazy to teach everyone new content, so I use the things I have said many times to mix up, but I wear the big hat of being good for everyone, and teach condescendingly.

He Zhiyang couldn't bear his hypocritical face talking nonsense the most.

"Often look at Changxin, then Sizheng, you should also have new insights. Why are you giving us something from the past?"

Wang Sizheng had nothing to say, and immediately lowered his face, aggressively: "Are you talking to the master? Do I need you to talk too much about what I'm teaching?"

Before He Zhiyang could refute, he suddenly heard a cold voice from outside the door: "You Guozijian really work hard, are you still discussing your studies at night?"

Wang Sizheng frowned, but was stunned when he turned around.

In the dark and silent night, a few royal guards in flying fish suits stood in front of the classroom door and stared at him, with a smile in their eyes at first glance, but when they looked closely, there was a condescending warning.

The moonlight was cool, but it seemed that these people were as thrilling as Rakshasa in the dark night.

Wang Sizheng was so frightened that his eyes straightened and his hands trembled: "Jin... Jin Yiwei? How did you come to... the Imperial College?"

"I heard that Mr. Lectures are excellent, and Qiao has long wanted to listen to Mr.'s advice." Compared to Wang Sizheng's astonishment, Qiao Yue just raised his chin lightly and said: "Go on, we are all listening to Mr.'s high-level lectures!"

After he finished speaking, he waved his hand coldly, and the guards with sabers in brocade who followed him immediately rushed forward, those who moved the stool moved the stool, and those who carried the books took the books. In the blink of an eye, the classroom was filled to the brim with a few tall guards in brocade.

The classroom, which had been peaceful and peaceful just now, was filled with murderous intent and hostility.

Wang Sizheng froze in place, looking at so many Jin Yiwei who came to "listen in", stuttering and unable to speak coherent sentences.

Qiao Yue glanced over coldly, motioning for him to speak.

Wang Sizheng spoke a few words tremblingly. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Jin Yiwei, who was watching intently. His head was already in a daze. How could he still be in the mood to continue lecturing?However, Qiao Yue had a recalcitrant look on his face, pressed his hand on the embroidered spring knife, and sat in the classroom with a cold face. How could Wang Sizheng dare to disobey his opinion?

After speaking a few words with dry mouth and tongue, there were already whispers in the classroom.

These teenagers have long been displeased with Wang Sizheng's tricks, but now seeing Jin Yiwei appearing, they are all eager to see a good show.

Seeing Wang Sizheng trembling and unable to speak a word under Qiao Yue's suppression, these teenagers were secretly happy.

It took me a while to feel something was wrong.

Jin Yiwei... isn't the enemy of the Imperial College?

Now that the enemy came to humiliate their master, why are they all so happy?

Maybe it was because they realized that Jin Yiwei was standing up for them, or maybe they hated Wang Sizheng's behavior too much. Without exception, these teenagers wanted Jin Yiwei to teach Wang Sizheng a lesson.

However, Wang Sizheng did not give them this chance.

Jin Yiwei entered and sat down, and it was only time for a cup of tea. Wang Si was quickly finishing his lecture today under Jin Yiwei's scrutinizing eyes, rolled up his books and escaped from the Imperial Prison.

At first glance, these Jin Yiwei were just listening in, but who didn't know that they were here to make trouble?

As soon as Wang Sizheng left the classroom, the teenagers of the Imperial College burst into a mess of laughter.

Originally thought that today they would have to suffer like eagles again, but when Jin Yiwei stepped forward, he helped them a lot.

It's not dark yet, and it's time to go home after school.

I was overjoyed and grateful, but when these teenagers walked out of the door, few of them dared to say hello and thank the fierce god standing by the door, and they all escaped from Jin Yiwei's sight as quickly as rabbits.

Not long after, there were not many people in the classroom.

He Zhiyang had packed up his books a long time ago, and he only waited for the person to disappear, so he would pounce on him and kiss him before talking.

Unexpectedly, these few students were so intentional that they didn't clean up after a long while.

He Zhiyang couldn't bear it anymore, ran out of the classroom, and threw himself into Gao Da's familiar arms.

Qiao Yue caught him firmly, leaned over to tease him in a low voice, "Is it up to me when you leave class?"

The voice filled the night and rippled in my heart.

He Zhiyang raised his eyes to look at his little lover, Gao Panshun, a guard in Jinyi, looking over at him under the moonlight, he looked even more attractive.

"Hmph, Jin Yiwei is here to bully others again."

"Not only do I bully others, but I also use power for personal gain." Qiao Yue's deep voice echoed in his ears, with a bit of grievance: "No one can stop you from going home with me."

He Zhiyang shook his head funny.

Qiao Yue had always been indifferent and arrogant, but this time he brought so many Jin Yiwei to support the scene to scare people, but it was just to get rid of his master who was greedy for profit earlier, so that he could go home earlier.

To be precise, it is possible to go home with him earlier.

Kind of cute.

The heart in his cavity was gradually filled with his cuteness, he just wanted to keep the person in front of him cherished and properly in his heart, no one could look at him.

He Zhiyang stood on tiptoe, held his lover's face and kissed lightly: "Fool."

Under the cover of darkness, Qiao Yue brazenly took He Zhiyang's hand, and slipped out of the Imperial College quietly.

He Zhiyang thought silently in his heart, a certain person's birthday is coming, so he should pamper himself today, and in order to relieve the urgent need of the whole classroom, he should prepare a big gift for him.

I don't know if my brother has done those shrink-printed documents?

A few days later, Jin Yiwei began to whisper another matter.

Li Xiao, who was scolded and dismissed by the emperor because of the imperial examination case, unexpectedly wants to return to Jinyi Official School.

I haven't seen this person for a month or two, not to mention the Imperial College, even Jin Yiwei feels at ease.

But the emperor's order was to let him return to Jinyiwei, and no one could say anything.