Chapter 85: Hurry, Call the Doctor!

"You!" Xiao Ningxun clenched both fists in anger.

"Wei San, you must not be rude; you also know this is the Guozijian!" a youth dressed as a student walked up beside them.

"His Highness the Crown Prince." Wei Bing'an, seeing him, hurriedly performed a bow.

"It is not that I am being rude; please see, His Highness, Xiao Ningxun has not passed the assessment yet, yet brings a baby and tries to enter. Do you still refuse to let me speak?"

Xiao Ningxun, seeing the youth, also clasped his hands and bowed: "His Highness the Crown Prince."

He lowered his head and whispered to Tuan Tuan: "Tuan Tuan, these are royal clan youths, Crown Prince Xiao Qi."

Tuan Tuan glanced at Xiao Qi: "What's a Crown Prince, Third Brother."

Wei Bing'an curled the corner of his mouth: "Tsk tsk, Xiao Ningxun! Look, you still dare say she isn't a shallow, vulgar person? She doesn't even know what a Crown Prince is!"

Tuan Tuan looked puzzled: "I'm only five! I'm not as old as you! Did you understand when you were five?"

Wei Bing'an was momentarily at a loss for words, then after a moment hummed: "When I was five, I knew more than you!"

Xiao Qi smiled faintly; this baby was rather interesting—Wei San was so overbearing, yet she was not afraid.

"Wei brother, don't underestimate her; my sister suffered a great loss in Qingyin Hall because of her many schemes." Zhou Jing'an, hearing their conversation, walked over.

Tuan Tuan looked and saw the villains who plotted against Zhui Feng, the villains who stole his food—how are they all here!

How are there so many villains in this Guozijian!

Upon hearing someone side with him, Wei Bing'an became even more arrogant: "Is that so, Zhou brother? You didn't say it, I really thought she was a little trash."

Tuan Tuan laughed: "Who does 'little trash' insult?"

Wei Bing'an quickly retorted: "'Little trash' insults you!"

Tuan Tuan clapped his little hands, laughing uncontrollably: "Exactly! It's 'little trash' insulting me! You're so stupid! Why don't you learn?"

Wei Bing'an suddenly recalled the line from Wanlingyuan, "Little mongrel, who are you insulting?" his face flushed bright red with anger.

Several students nearby couldn't help but stifle giggles, covering their mouths.

Zhou Jing'an shook his head: "Wei brother, earlier you said she came from the countryside, vulgar and unrefined; I didn't believe it, but indeed it turned out that way."

"Such filthy street tricks—are they something that refined scholars like us, studying here, could possibly know?"

Xiao Ningxun could no longer bear it: "How dare you speak of my sister that way! Even if I can never enter the Guozijian's gates again, I'll beat you all until you're left searching for teeth on the ground!" He stepped forward, ready to strike.

Tuan Tuan grabbed his sleeve: "Third Brother, don't fight."

Then, with a solemn little face, staring at Wei Bing'an, he said in a soft, clear voice: "You, from now on, are no longer allowed to enter the Guozijian's gates!"

"What?" Wei Bing'an was stunned, as if hearing a huge joke, then burst into raucous laughter: "Hahaha! Are you crazy? Do you know who I, the young master, am?"

"What are you, that you dare to keep the young master from entering?"

The surrounding students also laughed uproariously, leaning forward and backward.

"That kid must have been stunned by Wei San, huh?"

"Exactly! He's spouting nonsense!"

Their laughter hadn't ceased when an angry voice thundered like a sudden storm:

"What is she? She is my Junior Master! You say what she is!"

Jiziu Cui Daisheng, panting heavily, hurried out from inside.

He wore a stern face, his complexion iron‑blue, staring rigidly at Wei Bing'an.

"Jiz… Jiziu… Sir?" Wei Bing'an's smile froze instantly. What did I hear? Jiziu calling this baby a master?

Cui Daisheng walked up to Tuan Tuan, respectfully performed a bow: "Junior Master, I arrived late and startled you; please forgive my offense."

Tuan Tuan, with an expression of obvious entitlement, nodded.

Everyone around instantly turned to stone.

The Jiziu sir actually bowed to a baby? And called her… Junior Master?!

Wei Bing'an opened his mouth wide, unable to close it for a long while.

Only then did Cui Daisheng turn, his gaze icy as he swept over the crowd: "Just now, who uttered such reckless words, insulting my teachers?"

"It… it's him!" Wei Bing'an, terrified to the point of soul‑shaking, instinctively pointed at Zhou Jing'an; the Wei family had just lost a huge sum of money, and his father was in a raging fury these days.

If today's incident were reported by Jiziu to his home, he would have no good fate!

He stammered incoherently, trying to defend himself: "Teacher, it was he who was babbling here, insulting… insulting your teachers! The student, the student only said a few idle words on the side!"

"He should be punished!"

Zhou Jing'an was shocked by his shamelessness: "Wei Bing'an! It was you who blocked the gate and wouldn't let them in; I only said a few idle words on the side!"

Cui Daisheng snorted: "Xiao Crown Prince, you speak."

Xiao Qi bowed to him and recounted the whole incident in detail, without favoring either side.

Tuan Tuan gave him a glance: "This person is okay, not spouting nonsense."

After listening, Cui Daisheng looked at Wei Bing'an: "From today onward, you, Wei Bing'an, are no longer a student of our Guozijian! Immediately pack your things and get out of the Guozijian!"

"Jiziu sir! You cannot do this, you must not!" Wei Bing'an panicked, hurriedly kneeling to beg for mercy.

"Can't?" Cui Daisheng sneered, "Our Guozijian is small; it cannot accommodate a great Buddha like you who defiles teachers and annihilates ancestors! You even dare to disregard my master; I cannot teach a student like you!"

Wei Bing'an's face turned ashen; realizing there was no redemption, he cast a venomous glare at the Tuan Tuan siblings and slunk away in a disgraceful, gray‑tailed retreat.

Zhou Jing'an quietly took small steps backward, fearing collateral damage, wishing he could sprout an extra leg to retreat faster, lest the teacher notice.

Cui Daisheng, with a face full of forced smiles, said to Tuan Tuan: "Junior Master, please come inside?"

"Hmm!" Tuan Tuan took his big hand and followed him into the Guozijian.

Xiao Ningxun's smile was extremely proud: "This is my sister!"

The surrounding crowd cleared a path, and even as they walked away, the astonishment on their faces did not fade.

The party walked straight to the outside of a classroom.

Inside the classroom, a young teacher dressed in a teal scholar's robe, with a gentle temperament, was lecturing; upon seeing Cui Daisheng, he quickly stopped, respectfully bowed: "Student Zuo Zhengji, I have seen the teacher."

Cui Daisheng nodded, stepped aside to let Tuan Tuan through, and said solemnly, "Zhengji, quickly come pay respects to your Master Ancestor."

Zuo Zhengji stammered: "... Teacher, Master Ancestor?"

He lowered his head and glanced at the one beside the teacher who was still shorter than his leg, blinking big eyes and tilting his head up, curiously looking at his own little child.

He raised his head, glanced again at Cui Daisheng, turned back and shouted at the room full of students: "Is there a doctor in the courtyard? Quickly bring them here!"

The students all froze.

Cui Daisheng frowned: "Why call a doctor?"

Zuo Zhengji looked anxious: "You're already sick like this—how could you not call a doctor?"

Cui Daisheng was so angry his beard trembled: "I'm not sick! This is my Junior Master! Your Master Ancestor!"

Tuan Tuan puffed out his little chest, trying to look imposing: "Right! It's me! From now on I'll be your Master Ancestor!"

Under Cui Daisheng's "kindly" gaze, Zuo Zhengji almost sleepwalked, stiffly bowing: "I... I have greeted the Master Ancestor."

Tuan Tuan imitated his mother's manner: "Mm! Good!"

Zuo Zhengji nearly collapsed to the ground.