school days in ancient times

When Ye Mian and Qi Ye came out of Xingsi Pavilion, the school bell had already struck an hour, and the sun sets early in winter, and the sky was already dark at this time.

The two said goodbye at a hanging flower gate, and went back to their own yards to pick up their bookbags.

The teaching garden of Guozixue was deserted, and only a few lanterns were lighted from a long distance away, illuminating the narrow roads and paths, and the only sound beside his ears was the sound of his own footsteps. I often come to Xingsi Pavilion to be punished, but I know the way very well.

Taking a shortcut and bypassing a rockery, Ye Mian suddenly stopped, his back felt cold.

as if someone was crying...

"Who's there?" Ye Mian steadied his mind and shouted loudly.

The cry turned into a sob, Ye Mian felt his hairs stand on end, and looked intently into the fake cave where the cry came from.

Sure enough, there are "people"!

Ye Mian staggered two steps back, scolded fiercely, "Get out! You...who are you scaring?".

The "man" in the cave rolled and crawled out while crying, and knelt down before frightening Ye Mian into tears.

Ye Mian fixed there as if his legs were filled with lead, shaking his body and looking at the "person" in the halo of the lantern in the distance. Although he couldn't see the other person's face clearly, he recognized the clothes of the servant boy of Guozixue on his body. .

The clenched fists relaxed a bit, and Ye Mian breathed heavily for a while before asking in a hoarse voice: "Get up, where are you from? Why are you hiding here and crying at night?" Can't you scare me to death?

The servant boy didn't get up, didn't speak, just knelt there and smoked.

Ye Mian pulled him up from the snow and dragged him to a nearby pavilion where two lanterns were hung.

When going up the steps, the servant boy was staggered by Ye Mian and said, "Master Ye."

"Yo, you recognize me?" Ye Mian was surprised, pinched the servant boy's chin with one hand and looked at the lantern.

"Huh? Are you that..." Ye Mian thought for a while, "Is that the waiter who ordered food for us in the dining hall today?"

The little boy nodded and continued to sob, looking very sad.

Ye Mian turned her mind back and asked him, "But today you got scolded for being involved with us?"

Just as Ye Mian finished speaking, the servant boy cried "Wow", which made Ye Mian jump.

"Ai ai ai, why are you crying, but you were fined money? I will pay you!" Ye Mian untied a Jinkuixing purse from his waist, which only contained some scattered silver, and shook it with his hands. If it's upside down, it's all stuffed to him.

The servant boy turned his hand behind his back and refused to answer it.

"not enough?"

The servant boy shook his head, "There is no fine, master...the master said that the servant academy wants...to kick me out...."

The little boy sobbed again, "I beg them... don't let me go, let me go to the yard to do sweeping... go to the garden in the morning... just empty the Gong bucket...but they still won't allow it."

Ye Mian paused, and wiped the boy's face with his sleeve: "What's the matter, I'll ask someone to tell Mr. Qiao of your servant academy, I'll keep you here."

The servant boy shook his head: "It's late, Cuihua Building even brought in the person who stood up to me. He is my master's nephew."

Ye Mian snorted, and said, "That's okay, you will come to Qirui Courtyard to look for me tomorrow morning, and you will serve me in our courtyard from now on."

The servant boy finally stopped sobbing and stared at him with wide eyes.

Ye Mian's chest slapped loudly: "Don't worry, my young master speaks the best!"

The servant boy knelt down with a "plop", and Ye Mian quickly pulled him up without making him kowtow, "It's alright, it's okay, I've been troubled by me, so I should help you."

"Master Ye, oh..."

"Don't cry," Ye Mian said with a headache, "It's so cold, your face will be chapped if you cry again. I heard that there are rules in the Academy of Serving, and those with flawed faces are not allowed to serve others. You put your face Crying flowers, even I can't help you."

The servant boy shut his voice in a bluff, and Ye Mian squeezed the green cloth jacket on his body: "Your jackets are too thin, go back quickly, remember to come to me tomorrow morning."

The servant boy watched him sob and nodded.

When Ye Mian returned to Qirui Courtyard, the school room was still brightly lit, and the waiter who was waiting at the door stretched his neck and rushed inside when he saw him: "Master Ye is back."

Wei Angyuan, Li Zhao, Wen Xun and Ruan Yunsheng all came out to welcome them.

Ye Mian's heart warmed up, and he said with a smile: "Are you all still gone?"

Wei Angyuan stepped forward and asked him, "What did you punish?"

"Kneeling and copying school rules."

Several people looked at each other, "That's it?"

Ye Mian smiled indifferently: "Isn't that the case?"

Several people thought about it, and they all knew it in their hearts.

The five of them went out together, and Wen Xun followed behind dejectedly, carrying everyone's bookbags in their hands. They deliberately teased him, but ignored him.

"By the way, Ang Yuan," Ye Mian said to Wei Ang Yuan while walking: "The servant boy who is in the canteen at noon today, you can tell Mr. Qiao from the School of Attendants tomorrow and transfer him to our Qirui Institute." Come."

"Why do you remember him?"

"I ran into him on the way back just now. He was hiding in a rockery squeezing cat urine. He said he was going to drive him out. I cried so pitifully."

"Oh, but there is a fixed number of servant boys in each courtyard, and one has to be transferred out when he comes."

"Just untie the cloak for you this morning, just because you think he is stupid, let this newcomer serve you exclusively in the future."

Several people laughed, Ruan Yunsheng followed behind and shook his head helplessly. This Ye Si only knew how to cry in front of him, but he didn't know how many times the one who was going to be transferred by him would cry behind his back. How can serving in the dining hall be the same as serving in the school room...

After leaving the Jixian Gate of Guozixue, the carriages of several families were waiting at the gate, and a group of servants stood guard there with torches and lamps.

Prime Minister Wei, Shilang Wen, Li Zhao, and Ruan Yunsheng's elder brothers also came, and the children hurried up to greet them.

Wei Cheng, who has always been majestic, was still wearing a first-grade official uniform that he hadn't had time to change in. He should have come directly from the official office. Seeing these children with a kind face, he smiled and asked them to stand up.

With his father by his side, Wen Xun felt like he had a backbone. Before climbing into Wen Shilang's carriage, Ai Aidi and Ye Mian said, "Brother Mian, I won't eat southern cuisine in the future."

Ye Mian finally burst out laughing, "Go back quickly, tomorrow the dining hall will only serve southern dishes, if you dare to tell the school not to eat, I will have to kneel again."

Wei Cheng lifted the windshield curtain on the window in the car and called Ye Mian, and said gently: "If you have been punished for today's matter, you don't need to worry about it. From tomorrow onwards, no one will mention it again."

Ye Mian's eyes lit up, and he respectfully saluted Wei Cheng as a junior.

Prime Minister Wei nodded with a smile, and said: "You are usually mischievous, I don't stick to you, just remember one thing, with those people in the south, you can be bitter and angry, but you can't mess around and hurt people, it's bad fundamental."

Ye Mian respectfully said yes.

"It's cold here, so I won't tell you any more. I think you'll go back to the mansion, and your father will tell you the reason."

"Yes."

"Ang Yuan and you..."

Before Prime Minister Wei finished speaking, Wei Angyuan roared impatiently in the car: "Father, can you say a few words less, do you want to freeze him to death?"

Prime Minister Wei shook his head and patted his son's hand helplessly, then said to Ye Mian, "Hurry up and go back to the mansion, your father should be waiting in the mansion."

Ye Mian respectfully sent off the Wei family and the Wen family father and son with envy before getting into his own carriage.

Butler Niu tightened his cloak for Ye Mian, who was sitting in the car swaying from the cold, and took out some hot snacks.

"Fourth young master, eat two bites while it's hot."

Ye Mian looked at the dim sum: "My father is waiting for me at home with a stick, isn't he eating any food?"

Butler Niu sighed helplessly: "I didn't say I wanted to fight, but the master is really very angry."

Ye Mian took the snack from Butler Niu and stuffed it into his mouth. There was still a tough battle to be fought in a while, and he couldn't fight the old man on an empty stomach.

"Grandma still loves me. This kidney bean cake was made by Nanny Li."

"The old lady has sent someone to guard outside the master's study, and the old lady will come if there is any movement, brother is not afraid." Steward Niu whispered.

At this time, there were not many carriages and horses on the road, and after a while, a group of people arrived home and returned to Ye Mansion. Ye Mian took Feng Jin directly to his father's study in the outer courtyard.

When Ye Mian went in, he didn't see Ye Shilang blocking the door with a stick. His father was sitting in front of the yellow rosewood desk with his forehead in a daze. Clean, obviously untouched.

The servant who helped Ye Mian open the curtain cautiously reported: "Master, the Fourth Young Master is here."

Only then did Ye Shilang turn his eyes to look at the door, his face sinking like water.

"Kneel down."

Ye Mian mourned for three seconds in silence for her knee, which had been tortured all afternoon, and knelt down helplessly.

The servant in the room hastily brought a futon over, but was cut off by Ye Shilang without any accident.

"Just let him kneel like this!"

After all the servants bowed their waists and retreated, Ye Shilang said coldly: "Kneel here and reflect on yourself, when will you understand and when will you answer."

Ye Mian felt the hard bluestone bricks under his knees, pulled the corner of his mouth and whispered: "My son knows his mistake, he has been reflecting on it for half a day in Xingsi Pavilion today, and now he can confess his mistakes with father."

Ye Shilang snorted coldly: "Oh? Then tell me."

Ye Mian cleared his throat: "Students from Qinan College come from afar. As local hosts, we should be friendly, caring, united and help each other. We shouldn't be contemptuous..."

"Bastard!" Ye Shilang slammed the table down: "Don't fool me with the trick of fooling the instructor, are you stupid for thinking you are your father?"

Ye Mian lowered his head and rolled his eyes, and fell silent.

Ye Shilang squinted his eyes and panted heavily: "Since you were enlightened, I have never expected anything from you. I just want you to finish studying at Guozixue in a peaceful manner, and don't become that dandy who only flies eagles, walks dogs, eats, drinks and has fun every day." Brother, you are not even willing to do what I want?"

"Mian'er dare not."

"You don't dare? Why don't you dare?" Ye Shilang scolded sharply: "I have been making trouble in school all day long, and I, Ye Heng, have lost all face! When your brother was studying, who would not be envied by others? I, it’s good to be here with you, those people just pointed at my back and laughed at me!”

Ye Mian took a deep breath.

"Today, you are more capable, and you actually made a fuss about Guozixue, which alarmed the higher-ups. Are you going to make a fuss in the sky tomorrow?"

Ye Mian bit her lip, and couldn't help but argue: "I just ordered a piece of southern cuisine for Wen Xun. How could there be such a big fuss later? It wasn't intentional."

"You bastard! How dare you talk back to me?" Ye Shilang was so angry that he picked up a white jade paperweight lying on the case and threw it at it. Mian whole body and face.

Ye Mian, who was so frightened by the loud "pop" that he didn't react, took a long time to recover. He raised his hand and touched the burning and stinging area between his eyebrows, and then looked at the blood on his fingers.

Ye Mian is on fire!

Where did this fucking stepfather come from? ?