Chapter 223: Infighting in the Court
Gu Zhao became excited when he heard him say that.
"I can't help it. After all, I am your uncle."
Yan Lang wanted to hit someone after hearing this.
Zhang Yunniang and Liu Xiaoru looked at each other, then they walked out of the room, leaving the space for the children.
Niuniu tugged at Gu Zhao's sleeve and said, "Brother, please teach Brother Yan Lang."
How could Gu Zhao resist Niuniu's request? He looked at Yan Lang and said, "When the master scolds people, if you can't cover your ears, just think about something else. I always think about my bugs. When I think about them, I can't hear what the master says, hehe."
Yan Lang had also seen Gu Zhao's other hobbies in the past two days. At this moment, his face turned pale and he shook his head vigorously.
I can’t learn it. I can’t learn it at all.
"I don't have anything I particularly like. If I really have to say what I like, I just like reading." Yan Lang said honestly.
Gu Zhao said: "Then think more about books."
But Yan Lang was not so easily persuaded. He said, "My parents are both dead. Now I only have my grandfather as my relative. I really don't want to disappoint him. He always hopes that I can make a name for myself..."
"I have studied hard, but I can only stay in Baiyun Academy. My classmates here are too strong."
The disappointment on Yan Lang's face was real. The feeling of wanting to make progress but being powerless deeply hurt Shen Changfeng.
Shen Changfeng had been a poor student for many years. Although he had never worked hard, he could understand Yan Lang's upset mood.
"I'll tell Old Yan that it's not good to curse people all the time."
Shen Changfeng rushed out again like a giant monkey.
Yan Lang immediately said: "Don't, don't make grandpa sad!"
As he said this, he chased after him. Yan Lang didn't feel that his grandfather had done anything wrong in scolding him. He was also afraid that his grandfather would think he was a weak person.
Niu Niu glanced at her two brothers and ran to Doctor Yan’s room next door.
Shen Changfeng was yelling at Old Doctor Yan at this time: "Xiao Lang is not lazy. He really can't learn from others. What can we do? You always yell and scold him. How uncomfortable he feels!"
"What do you know? Go away and go play somewhere else!"
Old Doctor Yan was cutting some medicine and was annoyed by what he said, so he urged Shen Changfeng to get out like waving a fly.
Shen Changfeng didn't leave, and said, "I'm here to reason with you, why don't you like to listen?"
Old Doctor Yan was annoyed by him and simply pushed him out: "You have a good mother, so you will have a future no matter how you play. He is different from you."
Just as he pushed the person to the door, he saw Yan Lang and Niu Niu chasing after him.
"Did you ask him to speak for you?" Old Doctor Yan scolded his grandson with a cold face.
Yan Lang shook his head in silence.
Even so, Doctor Yan still had a bad face.
Shen Changfeng looked at this scene and felt even more involved in the situation. He was so anxious that he almost jumped up, but was pulled back by Niu Niu.
“Brother Shen, you have a quick temper, so please say less.” Niuniu advised softly.
Niuniu ran to Doctor Yan again and asked, "Doctor Yan, don't you like Brother Yan Lang?"
Yan Lang quietly raised his head and looked at his grandfather nervously.
Doctor Yan said unhappily, "He is so bad at his studies, he must not be serious about it. Is he likable?"
Yan Lang lowered his head in disappointment.
Niuniu said, "Just because I don't study well, does that mean I don't deserve to be loved by my family?"
Hearing this, Shen Changfeng became excited again: "Yes, if you don't do well in your studies, do you not deserve it?"
His sense of involvement is simply extremely strong.
Doctor Yan didn't say anything, still fiddling with his pile of medicinal herbs in his hands.
Niuniu added: “Just now Brother Yan Lang said that you are his only relative, and he was afraid that you would be sad, so he rushed over to stop Brother Shen.”
Doctor Yan stopped holding the herbs, and he felt as if something had stabbed his heart.
Niuniu continued, "Even if he's not good at schoolwork, Brother Yan Lang is still a good kid. You can't just look at his shortcomings. My mother said that when you look at people, you should try to see their strengths. That way, you will feel happy when you get along with each other."
Doctor Yan never expected that he would be taught a lesson by a little kid.
"If your mother really met a useless child, his temper might not be better than mine." Doctor Yan said unhappily.
Niuniu became even more unhappy and said, "Doctor Yan, you are wrong. There are no useless children in this world. It's you who don't have a pair of eyes that are good at discovering the strengths of others!"
"Brother Yan Lang is so considerate and caring towards you, why don't you remember it at all? Do you like the kind of grandson who is good at his studies but doesn't recognize his relatives?"
Yan Lang held Niuniu back and said, "Forget it, don't say anything. My studies are not good, so it's no wonder that Grandpa is angry with me. Grandpa must be feeling bad too..."
Niuniu looked at him with dismay and said, "You take all the blame on yourself. You are not a punching bag!"
Yan Lang's face froze and he looked away guiltily.
Doctor Yan suddenly reached out and grabbed his grandson's wrist.
Yan Lang wanted to hide.
But although Doctor Yan is old, he is still very strong: "Don't move."
Doctor Yan has diagnosed countless pulses throughout his life, but what he trusts most is his own pulse-taking skills.
The grandson has always been in good health and he doesn't have the habit of taking his pulse all the time. But this time, when he took his pulse, his brows furrowed more and more.
The expression on your face can lie, but your pulse can't.
Doctor Yan wanted to curse again: "What on earth have you been through, kid? Why is your pulse like this? How old are you? Why are you so depressed?"
Yan Lang lowered his head, as if he didn't know what to say.
Doctor Yan felt as if a needle was stabbing his chest. He grabbed his grandson's hand and asked, "Is it... is it because I am too strict with you?"
Yan Lang burst into tears and said, "Grandpa, I know you are strict with me for my own good. Although it hurts to hear those words, I have never blamed you."
Doctor Yan still held his grandson's hand tightly and said, "If you don't blame me, then you are hiding something from me. Are you unhappy in Baiyun Academy?"
Yan Lang fell silent again.
Doctor Yan was very anxious and said, "Come on, speak up, kid. Why don't you speak?"
Yan Lang's eyes were full of hesitation.
Niuniu said at the side: "Brother Yan Lang, you also said that Doctor Yan is your only relative. If you can't even tell him, who else can you tell?"
When Doctor Yan heard this, he nodded and said, "That's right, Lang'er, if you can't even tell me, who else can you tell? What happened? Who is bullying you?"
Yan Lang finally spoke up, "It was the young master of the Jing'an Marquis' Mansion. He said that our Yan family owed the Marquis' Mansion a life. He said that if you hadn't taken the wrong pulse that year, his grandfather wouldn't have died, and their Jing'an Marquis' Mansion wouldn't have fallen into decline."
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