Chapter 67

There were two major events at the Commandery School today.

One was that a descendant of the Wang clan of Langya had come to listen to lectures. He wore a white unlined garment, was young and youthful, and had a calm demeanor in his responses.

The second was that he brought a beautiful guard, with cold eyes and a green shirt, long legs, holding a sword and standing outside the classroom door, silent and self-contained.

These two were too eye-catching, so much so that for the first half of the class, many students were distracted and kept looking back, earning them Liu Zhao's ruler.

Liu Zhao, firstly to bring the students' attention back, and secondly because Wang Yang was present and he dared not be negligent, exerted all his skill to explain the essence of the "Classic of History" to everyone.

The students then restrained their minds and gradually immersed themselves in their studies.

Wang Yang also listened very carefully, feeling as if he had returned to school.

Liu Zhao had studied the "Classic of History" for decades, and his academic insights had their own unique aspects. Although Wang Yang had read various high-level arguments from later scholars, listening to Liu Zhao's insights still gave him a refreshing feeling.

"Therefore, if you don't understand the chapters and sentences, and don't master the exegesis, you can't read the 'Classic of History.' If you can't even understand the basic words and sentences, how can you talk about anything else? But the biggest taboo in reading the 'Classic of History' is to 'die under the sentence.' If the chapters and sentences are too harsh and the exegesis is too excessive, it is also not worth taking. Han scholars said that the four characters 'Yue Ruo Ji Gu' have more than 30,000 words. They don't know that the meaning of studying the 'Classic of History' lies in mastering the classics and applying them—"

Liu Zhao was lecturing earnestly, and the students were listening intently. Just at this moment, someone outside shouted, "Xie Xie Niangzi Si is here!" instantly exploding the classroom.

The students were in an uproar, scrambling to stand up and look.

Liu Zhao slapped the table and shouted angrily: "All of you, sit down!"

Seeing the teacher lose his temper, the students dared not move recklessly.

Liu Zhao said with a straight face: "Yi Qiu taught two people to play chess. One was focused and only listened to Yi Qiu; the other, although listening, had his heart set on the arrival of a swan, and although he studied with him, he was not as good. Look at yourselves—"

Before he could finish speaking, Steward He walked in, followed by a cute young girl with double buns. Wang Yang recognized at a glance that this was Xie Xinghan's personal maid, Xiao Ning.

"My lord, the attendant of Xie Xie Niangzi, Miss Xiao Ning, requests an audience."

Liu Zhao was very surprised to see Xiao Ning. Xie Xinghan had always come to the Commandery School with light carriages and simple followers, hiding her tracks. Why was there such a big commotion this time? Could there be some urgent matter?

Besides, why did Steward He bring people into the classroom?

Wouldn't it have been better to arrange for her to wait in the tea room and then report privately?

Liu Zhao looked at Steward He, who showed an expression of helplessness.

Perhaps it was too unexpected, perhaps it was due to the teacher's majesty, or perhaps they were waiting to hear what followed,

Seeing that it was Xie Xie Niangzi's maid, the students all turned their heads to look, feeling in their hearts: Even Xie Xie Niangzi Si's maid is so beautiful, so how beautiful must Xie Xie Niangzi Si be?

Everyone held their breath, their thoughts flying. For a time, the classroom was so quiet that a pin could be heard dropping.

Liu Zhao said to the students: "Wait a moment, I'll be right back—"

"Sir, there's no need," Xiao Ning bowed and saluted. "My lady wants to see Young Master Wang."

Wang Yang's eyebrows twitched imperceptibly.

"Young Master Wang..."

Liu Zhao looked at Wang Yang, who shook his head hurriedly.

Liu Zhao asked again: "Which Young Master Wang?"

"Of course, Young Master Wang of Langya," Xiao Ning looked at Wang Yang suddenly, revealing a sweet smile. "Young Master, please follow me."

All the students looked at Wang Yang in unison!

Wang Yang didn't know why, but he felt that Xiao Ning's smile seemed a bit malicious. He thought: Could it be that she's here to settle accounts with me because of what happened yesterday? Or has the matter of writing the poem been exposed?

I can't go by myself. If I go, I have to wait for Liu Zhao to go together! With Liu Zhao there, at least there's room for maneuver.

So he refused: "I am in class. Please tell Xie Xie Niangzi to wait a moment."

As soon as these words were spoken, the students' eyes widened, and there was even a sound of gasping!

After all, he is of the Wang clan of Langya, and he actually dares to make Xie Xie Niangzi wait!

Even Chen Qingshan, who was standing at the door as still as a pine, turned her head to look at Wang Yang.

Xiao Ning smiled without warmth and said with emphasis: "My lady is waiting for you now."

Liu Zhao said: "Zhiyan, since Xie Xie Niangzi is looking for you, you should go quickly."

Wang Yang said lightly: "Studies are a matter of a thousand years; everything else is not worth mentioning. Let her wait."

Swish!

The folding fan opened, white as snow.

Students: (⊙ｏ⊙)

Liu Zhao: ＋_＋

Xiao Ning: ＞_＜#

Chen Qingshan: (→_→)

Steward He's eyes brightened slightly: It seems he was beginning to understand more and more what Young Master Wang meant by "showing off."

Everyone was frozen on the spot, only Wang Yang was fanning himself with a paper fan. Of course, he wasn't hot at all.

This wave of showing off was successful. Although showing off is easy to get struck by lightning, he had to show off for the sake of the fan's sales! This test run seemed to have good results.

Liu Zhao steadied himself and said: "Since it's a matter of a thousand years, then it won't hurt to wait a little longer."

As he spoke, he walked to Wang Yang's side and whispered: "If it weren't an urgent matter, Xie Xie Niangzi wouldn't come to the classroom to find someone. Go quickly!"

"I want to continue listening to your lecture!" Wang Yang said firmly.

Liu Zhao said angrily: "If you keep listening, I won't be able to lecture anymore!"

Liu Zhao urged him repeatedly, and the lecture was no longer being given. The students were all waiting, and Wang Yang couldn't continue to stalemate, so he had to follow Xiao Ning out of the classroom. Of course, he didn't forget to bring Chen Qingshan along.

Several people came to the backyard of the Commandery School. The Xie family's ox cart was parked in the courtyard, surrounded by four green-clothed servants with short sticks tucked into their waists.

Xie Xinghan stood alone by the cart, in a yellow shirt, bright and elegant, detached from the world.

The little beauty was pretty; just standing there was pleasing to the eye. It would be even better if she didn't cause trouble.

Wang Yang bowed and saluted: "Xie Xie Niangzi, I hope you are well."

Xie Xinghan first looked at Chen Qingshan, then nodded and bowed, her posture graceful:

"I heard the young master say, 'Come see me when you have time tomorrow.' What virtue or ability does this little girl have to dare to trouble Young Master Wang? So I took the initiative to come over and let the young master see me."

Wang Yang said awkwardly: "Xie Xie Niangzi, saying that makes me feel ashamed. What happened yesterday was my fault, but I really wasn't targeting you; it was just forced by the situation. I had no choice. I ask that you please do not hold it against a vulgar person like me."

"Whether you were targeting me or not, I will know soon."

Xie Xinghan raised her hand, her soft fingers curling: "Come, recognize them. Have you seen them before?"

The four green-clothed servants turned around together and looked at Wang Yang.

Wang Yang swept a glance at the four of them. To be honest, he couldn't remember a single one. But from the attire of green clothes and short sticks, he could roughly guess that these were the four people he faced when he and Fatty Le blocked the cart and threw flour that day.

It seems Xie Xinghan is determined to investigate to the end.

However, since he couldn't remember the faces of the four, they might not necessarily remember his. Besides, he had changed his clothes. Anyway, there was no surveillance. As long as he didn't show weakness, he didn't believe a few servants would dare to insist that they recognized him.

A look of just the right amount of confusion appeared in Wang Yang's eyes: "May I ask Xie Xie Niangzi, who are they..."

"Young Master Wang doesn't remember? You have met before."