Jiang Qingwan gave him a disdainful look.
"I can make you never speak again."
Guo Hao immediately shut up.
In his moment of triumph, he almost forgot about the young woman's abilities.
Quite a few people have already come to the courtyard.
They chatted in small groups.
Although Guo Hao was a minor marquis, he held no official position.
He lived a life of luxury thanks to the ancestral protection of the old Marquis, and had a great time among the young masters outside. But here, very few people truly respected him.
He was unwilling to engage in pretentious conversation with those courtiers who were more cunning than he was, and was just about to find a seat and wait for the banquet to begin when a young man in brocade robes walked over.
"Hey, isn't this the young master from Class A who got a zero on his test and was punished by the teacher to stand with a basin of water on his head? Let me see if his head is bald from all that?"
The speaker was Xia Yu from Class A, Grade 1 of the Imperial Academy.
My father held the rank of third-grade official and was a censor.
This person is physically weak and only knows how to spout off and act pretentious.
He was an outstanding student in Class A.
He gradually rose from Class C to Class A by achieving high scores in all the exams.
He looked down on Guo Hao, an idiot who was ignorant and incapable of writing even a policy document, yet easily entered Class A just because of his marquis title.
When we meet at the Imperial Academy, we always exchange a few sarcastic remarks.
Guo Hao was furious that his weakness had been exposed and that such an embarrassing thing had been brought up in front of Jiang Qingwan.
He gripped his folding fan, pointed it at the other person's nose, and started cursing, "Say one more word, and I'll beat you to death."
Xia Yu slapped his fan away without the slightest fear.
"Keep your voice down. Do you think it's honorable to be seen as a brute? Let me remind you, this is the Su residence."
"Don't think you're something special just because you inherited a marquis's title. I advise you to obediently get out of the first class and learn a few skills from your old, incapable father, the marquis, so don't abandon your family's martial arts tradition."
The two young men in brocade robes behind him, also sons of officials, laughed mockingly as they watched the spectacle.
Guo Hao was furious, but he couldn't hit anyone on the spot.
"If you've got the guts, come out with me. I'll take on three of you and beat you to a pulp."
Xia Yu curled his lip in disdain.
"Look at him, a brute is a brute. The old Marquis shamelessly sent him to the Imperial Academy, but it was all for naught. A good-for-nothing should know his place."
Guo Hao, unable to bear it any longer, slapped the other person across the face.
"If you dare to talk about my father again, I'll break your legs."
A fierce glint flashed in Xia Yu's eyes. He suddenly covered his face and accused her angrily, his voice suddenly becoming much louder.
"Young Marquis, I'm speaking to you politely. How can you be so rude and resort to violence? Today is the old princess's birthday. Does the Marquis of Weiyuan's mansion not even respect the old prince Su?"
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