The young man surnamed Lü walked up to him, cupped his hands in greeting, and said in a calm and respectful manner, "I still have a question about the lesson you gave me last time. Please help me answer it."

Instructor Xu saw that the young man was dressed in a faded scholar's robe, his cloth shoes were faded and stained, his knuckles were large, his palms were covered with thick calluses, and his skin was dark red. Although he was dressed as a scholar, his muscles were taut, making the scholar's robe bulge.

He frowned slightly.

Scholars should be elegant and dashing, with flowing robes and a strong sense of scholarly refinement. But young people wear those flowing robes as tight-fitting clothes, turning into quack doctors selling miracle cures on the street.

"May I have your name?"

The young man surnamed Lü was taken aback. He had been studying at the county school for so long, and his teacher didn't even know his name?

Lu Chengfeng scolded, "Brother Yunchuan, why didn't you suggest going to Yingzhou Prefecture with me earlier? Now you want to get close to the teacher..."

He wore flowing clothes and fine satin boots, with a jade pendant hanging from his waist. He had fair skin, a tall and slender figure, and spoke with confidence, composure, and charisma, showing no trace of timidity or unease.

He spoke carefully, always considering my feelings, and even provided me with a carriage for transportation. He was sensible and polite.

Instructor Xu nodded slightly and smiled.

She stepped aside and smiled lightly at Lu Chengfeng.

As for the respect shown by the farm boy, it was worthless and meaningless, only making this old man feel disgusted.

"Get out of the way! The master has to go back and pack his clothes today. He doesn't have time to instruct you. We'll talk about it when he gets back."

Instructor Xu looked at Lu Chengfeng with increasing satisfaction. "Chengfeng, when will the County Magistrate have some free time? I have many questions I would like to ask the County Magistrate."

Lu Chengfeng roughly shoved Lü Yunchuan aside and helped Instructor Xu leave.

The boy looked up at the sky, where thick, dark clouds pressed down on him. The weather was sweltering, and he looked bewildered.

I don't know where I went wrong.

I'm at a loss!

Rumble!

An even heavier, darker cloud loomed over...

Instructor He saw this and shook his head slightly. "The problem isn't you, it's your background."

How could the respect and politeness of a farmer's student compare to that of a young official born with a silver spoon in his mouth?

Unfortunately, your respect only makes people feel awkward and gives you disdain. You end up having to reflect on whether you did something wrong.

There are many such despicable people in this world who fawn over their superiors and bully their inferiors!

He Bo'an flicked his sleeves, stood up, and left...