Under the expectant gazes of the crowd, the carriage stopped, and the servant lifted the curtain, revealing three... men stepping out one after another.
The scholars: ...?
Those with sharp eyes had already recognized the people as the three sons of Lord Xie's family.
Some people began to wonder: Xie Shisun was recognized by Xu Taigong, but the other two sons born to his second wives had been rejected and persuaded to leave by Xu Taigong every year. Why did they come?
That's a bit too thick-skinned.
The Second Prince's expression darkened when he saw Xie Yanzhou. This cousin had a close relationship with Nan Qianyue. He didn't like this cousin much to begin with, and now he disliked him even more.
"Cousin, isn't the Imperial Guard busy today? How come you have time to come to Yiming Hall?" The Second Prince asked knowingly, with a half-hearted smile.
Xie Yanzhou walked over, dressed in a moon-white brocade robe, his posture as upright as a pine tree, his black hair half-covered, his face as beautiful as jade, his dark eyes revealing a distant and unapproachable air, his voice like a clear mountain spring, "Greetings, Second Prince, Fourth Prince."
“We’re all brothers, no need for formalities.” The Second Prince offered a helping hand.
The Fourth Prince's gaze bypassed Xie Yanzhou and fell upon the other two young masters behind him. He frowned slightly. "Grandson Xie, why are your two younger brothers dressed as pageboys?"
Before Xie Yanzhou could speak, the two young masters of the Xie family arrogantly raised their chins and said, "In response to the Fourth Prince, my brother and I are here today to urge Xie Yanzhou to study."
"Supervise?" The Fourth Prince was puzzled. "Does Xie Shisun need the two of you to supervise his studies?"
What he really wanted to say was, "You can't even get through the gates of the Hall of Righteousness, how dare you claim to be urging Xie Shisun to study? And you're dressed like a pageboy? Are you sure you're not just a pageboy?"
Many students in the Mingyi Hall have siblings who are eager to study but cannot enter the Mingyi Hall. They occasionally act as pageboys and go into the Mingyi Hall to learn a little, and Xu Taigong did not object to this.
After all, he was willing to serve as a page in order to pursue his studies, which shows his sincere desire to learn.
However, neither of the two young masters of the Xie family seemed to be sincere seekers of knowledge.
The Fourth Prince's questioning caused the two Xie sons to lose face. The fact that their knowledge was shallow and inferior to Xie Yanzhou's was laid bare, which was no different from defecating on their heads.
Unfortunately, he was a prince, so they dared not speak out against him. They could only glare at Xie Yanzhou resentfully and blame him for everything.
Hmph, when I get back I'll definitely go to my father and complain about Xie Yanzhou, and make him teach Xie Yanzhou a lesson.
"They're here! They're here! This must be the Prime Minister's carriage!"
“It’s the Prime Minister’s carriage. I recognize the driver!”
Coachman: Why are so many people looking at me? Did I look better after shaving?
The coachman blushed and pulled on the reins, bringing the carriage to a stop.
"Young lady, we've arrived."
Nanqianyue smiled and patted her younger sister's shoulder, pretending to be serious, and said, "Don't cry, okay?"
"Elder sister, there are no maids today, so your younger brother will take care of all the work." Nan Yichu patted his chest and climbed out of the carriage first.
"Wow, why are there so many people?" Nan Yichu was startled, and her movements as she got out of the car became unnatural.
He had never been stared at by so many people before, and he was so nervous.
Nan Kezhi was startled when she peeked out. She clenched her teeth tightly, forcing herself not to let her legs tremble.
Why are there so many people here? Why are they all looking here?
Nan Kezhi's cheeks were burning.
The siblings stood nervously by the car, waiting for their older sister.
After adjusting her skirt, Nanqianyue slowly climbed out of the carriage.
"Miss Nan!..."
A series of powerful voices rang out. Nan Qianyue looked up and frowned. What was going on here?
meet?
Otherwise, why would they stand in a line on both sides of the road, waving? Pretty avant-garde, huh?
Nan Qianyue glanced at the scene and then looked away, taking her brother's outstretched arm and stepping off the stairs.
"Move!"
A clear voice called out, and then a white shadow flashed before my eyes. Xie Yanzhou appeared from some unknown direction.
"Hello, Xie Shisun." Nan Yichu greeted Nan Qianyue, successfully stopping Xie Yanzhou from getting any closer.
His father had privately instructed him last night to make sure he protected his two older sisters today, and to be especially wary of men with ill intentions.
Xie Yanzhou looked at Nan Yichu and smiled gently, "Greetings, Young Master Nan."
Then, without making a sound, he reached out and placed his hand on Nan Yichu's shoulder, easily pushing him away.
"Qianqian, how's your injury?"
Looking at the woman he had missed day and night, Xie Yanzhou's heart, which had been hardened for many days, softened again.
Just moments ago he appeared aloof, distant, and difficult to approach, but upon meeting Nan Qianyue, he instantly transformed into a carefree and sunny young man.
He wanted to examine Nan Qianyue's wounds with his own hands, but then he thought of all the people around and was afraid of upsetting her, so he held back.
Nanqianyue looked Xie Yanzhou up and down, then smiled slightly, "I'm fine now, your injury—"
"Miss Nan!" A rather impolite voice interrupted.
Nan Qianyue frowned slightly, and with a glance, she saw several figures walking over.
The second prince, the fourth prince... and two pageboys.
"Miss Nan, how have you been lately?" The Second Prince asked, one hand folded in front of his chest and the other behind his back, looking every bit the gentleman.
Nan Qianyue bowed and said, "Greetings, Second Prince and Fourth Prince."
"No need for formalities. These are all students of the Mingyi Hall; there are no princes here." The Second Prince maintained a humble and gentle smile throughout.
The fourth prince, standing beside him, glanced up, his tightly pursed lips slightly downturned.
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