Chapter 10 Make-up Lesson (2)

She cleared her throat solemnly, and the maid, fearing that others might hear, whispered to her, "Excuse me, Miss Chu, how does it feel to have a private lecture from you, Master?"

"It's exactly the same as my usual classes, there's no difference." Chu Qingluo thought about it and raised his chin slightly, but he really couldn't think of any difference.

As the rumors said, the teacher was indeed fair and strict. Just because she missed two days of class, he took the trouble to call her to the side class to make up for it...

When the teacher was teaching, his stern and majestic expression was no different from usual, as if he was teaching sincerely.

"I really want to go and attend the lecture..." After hearing her say a few words, Meng Ying'er was eager to try. She thought that if she got into trouble again and went to the side courtyard, Mr. Qu would probably allow her to do so. "Do you think if I get into trouble again, will Mr. Qu also allow me to be grounded, and then I will naturally get this treatment?"

Well... there's no need to go through so much trouble.

She froze slightly when she heard that, then offered the girl a good plan: "I think Mr. Qu is a reasonable man. Just tell him directly that you want to listen and learn more, and he will agree."

"Really?" Meng Ying'er was hesitant, but she couldn't stop her admiration. She looked up at the empty seat in the hall, and after a while, an idea came to her mind, "Then I'll go give it a try later."

The few words just now were very soft, sounding like the whispers of two girls in love. However, Xu Anyao heard it clearly, and straightened up proudly, looking at it as if it were a worn-out shoe and said, "It's just because you fell behind in your studies due to self-reflection that you received the teacher's kind instruction. A bastard's daughter can be so proud of herself. Why don't you look in the mirror and see how much you weigh..."

The quarrel last night had not yet been decided, and after hearing these words, the girl was furious, and a look of resentment once again appeared on her delicate eyebrows: "What are you talking about, you..."

"Silence! The master is here."

A servant outside the hall door suddenly shouted loudly, and the ladies inside immediately stopped whispering, and all of them glanced at the elegant figure as white as snow walking up the steps.

The gentleman sat elegantly, picked up the ink brush lightly, and dipped it in the inkstone.

She looked at him for a while, and seeing Meng Ying'er winking at her, she pretended to be calm and went to ask the teacher for help.

The casual clothes he wore in the morning had been changed, replaced by a solemn and elegant brocade crane and auspicious cloud robe. The pendant on his waist swayed slightly with his steps, and Master Jiaojiao looked like he had really come from the Qingtan of Tianshan Mountain.

She slightly arched her eyebrows and saw that the maid had walked to the master's side.

The distance was too far for her to hear the whispers in the hall clearly. She only saw Mr. Qu pause, his long fingers holding the ink pen lingering for a long time, and then he looked towards her.

The gaze was cold and distant, its hidden meaning unclear. She lowered her eyes and looked away, slowly and leisurely flipping through the book.

It was not until she saw the girl walking slowly down with her head down and a slightly gloomy look on her face that she realized that the girl had been scolded by the teacher.

"What? Did you agree, sir?" Chu Qingluo could only pretend not to know, lowering her forehead slightly, and asked softly the pretty girl who had returned to the next table.

"Not only did the teacher not respond, he also scolded her a few words..." She curled her lips and told lightly what she had just seen. Perhaps she felt that she was always disliked by the teacher. She was frustrated and embarrassed, feeling ashamed as she spoke.

"The teacher said that he only teaches once and treats every student in the Music Bureau fairly and impartially, so he told me not to have such thoughts anymore..."

She looked at the delicate young ladies who kept coming to learn from her, and sighed deeply. In the end, she felt that she didn't understand the man's character, and that she had harmed the girl. "I was wrong. It's my fault that you had to be taught for no reason."

Afraid that the girl would harbor resentment in the future, she wanted to apologize again, but the quarter of an hour seemed to have passed.

The white shadow stood up and looked at the disciples who were buried in the books in the hall. He glanced at them lightly and then withdrew his gaze in a stern manner.

After a long silence, Qu Hanjin seemed to want to put an end to last night's actions. He solemnly said, "During last night's training session, those who spoke hurtfully will each be required to copy fifty chapters of a book as a warning to others."

"If anyone is dissatisfied, please come to the side hall to argue with Qu."

His brows darkened as he suddenly spoke again, suppressing the arrogance among the women in the hall. No one would repeat the same mistake during the next night practice...

The faces of the troublemakers were extremely ugly, especially the eldest daughter of the Xu family. Her face was so gloomy that she didn't want others to see it. She clenched the pages of the book so tightly that a corner of the rice paper was wrinkled.

Chu Qingluo felt inexplicably happy, thinking about what she said before she left. This gentleman finally listened to her and was not too old-fashioned.

She unconsciously glanced at the girl beside her. Hua Yan seemed to be relieved to see the sun after the clouds had cleared, and her worries faded away.

Sure enough, one word of punishment from the gentleman was worth thousands of words of comfort from her.

"Also, in half a month, His Majesty will host a celebration banquet for Princess Mu Xiao's return to the throne, and has ordered the Imperial Music Bureau to perform music to entertain her." She was smiling silently when she suddenly heard the master's serious voice say, "I will select a few students with advanced qin skills to attend, and the rest will stay at the palace to practice on their own."

"I encourage you all to be extremely diligent and courageous."

After saying this, Qu Hanjin waved her sleeves and left the hall indifferently.

Celebration banquet...

Not knowing who would be attending the banquet, Chu Qingluo silently recited the name of the palace banquet, her brows slightly furrowed.

The palace banquet held just for Princess Mu Xiao would not be too grand. If the princess was the only attendee, she would not go.

But if there were more powerful court officials present, this banquet would be her first opportunity for revenge.

When this news was announced, people in the Qin Hall started to discuss it.

Song Yan blushed, immediately understanding why the master had suddenly taken a day off. She whispered, "Princess Mu Xiao is back? No wonder the master chose the Qiqiao Festival to take a day off. It turns out he wanted to have a secret meeting with the princess..."

"Shut up, all of you!"

It seemed unbearable to hear Mr. Qu and the princess were so in love. Moreover, the word "secret meeting" was unbearable to hear. Xu Anyao slammed the table in anger, pouring out the resentment in his heart: "How can I allow lowly people like you to slander Mr. Qu's reputation!"

Mu Wanxian was confused by the situation. After hesitating for a moment, she whispered to comfort him, "Mr. Ke... has a close relationship with Princess Mu Xiao, and it's a well-known fact. There's no need for the young lady from the Xu family to be angry..."

Hearing this, Xu Anyao became even more furious. He had already been punished, and now he was hearing about his master's affair, which was rumored all over the city. He was furious: "I don't believe a single word of the rumors that the master hasn't said. At least in this mansion, if you dare to spread rumors and cause trouble, I will report it to the master and see how you end up!"

"Just don't say it. Why do I feel like she's being slandered..." Song Yan moved her chair timidly and quietly approached her friend, speaking in a low voice with grievance.

Mu Wanxian coughed lightly, stole a glance at him, and chuckled, "He must have felt that the real owner had come, and he was embarrassed and burning with jealousy..."

"If you don't shut up and tell the master about this, believe it or not, none of you will be able to attend the princess's celebration banquet!"

As the eldest daughter of the Xu family, Xu Anyao had never been ridiculed like this. She slammed the desk again and threatened everyone in the main hall.

After he finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

Today, the teacher has punished those who caused trouble last night. If they make mistakes again, the teacher will not forgive them easily.

Chu Qingluo was quietly flipping through the book, her mind drifting away.

The princess had been on the battlefield with General Sun for years, winning countless military exploits. Thinking about it this way, would Sun Chong be invited to the celebration banquet?

After the night study, she sorted out the books on Qindao, stood up and saw the maid with a sad face, then she remembered the argument just now.

Meng Ying'er had never participated in it and had not said a word in the argument, but this time she was really troubled and was even more worried than she was a day ago.

After much thought, she could only assume that the girl was still thinking about the teacher's private admonition. She smiled softly and asked softly, "Why are you so depressed? Is it because of the teacher's scolding just now?"

"I'm afraid I won't be chosen to perform at the palace banquet, which would anger my parents and bring shame to the Meng family..." Meng Ying'er lowered her brows. Thinking of what the master said, most noble ladies would rush to learn the qin just to perform in the palace. "How do you choose people, master?"

Being able to perform music at a palace banquet is the greatest honor a zither girl can get. The girls in the Music Bureau will do their best and practice diligently in the hope of being written into Mr. Qu's roster.

She didn't know how the master would choose his people, perhaps based on their piano skills, or perhaps his preferences were also taken into consideration.

Chu Qingluo answered softly, and walked back to the pavilion along the corridor with the maid: "Of course, the selection depends on the piano skills. Don't let your imagination run wild. As long as you play well, the master will be in your sight."

If we talk about the skill of playing the zither, she is naturally the best. She once received the true teachings from the Grand Tutor in her mother's elegant palace, so she can easily take the first place.

only……

But what she wanted was not the immediate advantage. What she wanted was for Qu Han to serve her for a long time, so that she could always attend the palace banquets.

Therefore, one has to hide some of his piano skills, show weakness to the teacher, and use some tricks to win the heart of the person.

The young lady from the Xu family happened to pass by and snorted softly upon hearing this. She felt that Meng Ying'er was truly stupid and had instantly forgotten who she had been scolded for. "She is being tricked by her so-called best friend and still doesn't realize it. How foolish..."

"Being in the same school with her is too unlucky..."

When she wanted to argue, the arrogant man had already walked away with an arrogant look. Meng Ying'er was very angry and whispered to him from behind.

Fearing that the girl would do something stupid, Chu Qingluo hurriedly pulled her sleeves and walked slowly and steadily: "Mind your own business. There's no need to compete with them. We can't win."

"This is too hateful..." Meng Ying'er gritted her teeth for a few moments, thinking that there was no rush to avenge this grudge, so she forced herself to endure it, "I have no place to vent my anger..."

Her eyes, which had originally been fixed on the boudoir, moved to the pavilion among the flowers. Inside the pavilion sat a man in a lavender robe. She suddenly realized that Sheng Youzhang had invited her to discuss zither learning yesterday, and she had almost forgotten about it.

Looking back at the corridor they had walked for a long time, Chu Qingluo hesitated and stopped, wanting to send the maid away first: "Ying'er, go back to your room first. I suddenly remembered that I left a register in the zither hall. Go back and get it. I'll be back soon."

"Do you need me to accompany you?" Looking back at her, Meng Ying'er stopped and asked with concern.

She gently shook her head, smiled sweetly, and hurried back: "Ying'er, just go and rest."

After the pretty figure walked into the pavilion alone, Chu Qingluo slowly walked towards the stone path beside it and leisurely walked into the pavilion along the stone steps.

No matter what, Sheng Youzhang, a talented man, is highly regarded by the world, and she is determined to get close to him.