In the early morning, after Chang Suining practiced martial arts, he changed his clothes and combed his hair. Then, as usual, he went to the outer study room with Qiao Yumian to study.
At this time, Qiao Jijiu was usually busy with things in the Imperial College, so Chang Suining and Qiao Yunmian would wait in the study first. During these breaks, Chang Suining would usually read and practice calligraphy while Qiao Yunmian practiced the piano beside him. Or Chang Suining and Qiao Yunmian would read history to him, and occasionally they would ask Xier to read some storybooks to relieve boredom.
Cui Lang could not go to the inner courtyard due to etiquette, so he waited outside the study.
He did not come alone. Besides Yihu, there were also Hu Huan and Xi Zhiyuan with him.
The reason Cui Lang called these two classmates was because: "I will explore the way first. If Madam Chang really wants to accept disciples, you two can just follow me and take advantage of me. Madam Chang might accept the three of us together if she is happy!"
What he really thought was - if he was beaten by Madam Chang and couldn't get up, at least someone could carry him back.
But the many dangerous scenes he imagined did not occur.
After he cautiously expressed his desire to become a disciple and learn skills, the girl holding the book in her arms quickly nodded.
"OK."
Cui Lang: “?” - Huh? ! “Madam Chang…won’t you fight me to test my qualifications?”
After all, that was how my elder brother was tested by General Chang! Chang Suining found it funny: "It's just a game of qiu, what's so good about it?"
Confucius advocated that there should be no discrimination in education. She was just leading some people to play ball. Why is she so picky?
Besides, it is a good thing that someone is willing to become a disciple, especially a descendant of the famous Cui family.
But when it comes to Cui's children, she can't help but say one more thing: "I don't have to fight with you, as long as your father at home doesn't beat you."
Cui Lang was not afraid.
Compared with Mrs. Chang's way of beating people, his father was really a wimp. The reason why his elder brother was often beaten by his father was because he was stubborn and gave his father face - what if his elder brother ran? It would be strange if his father could catch up with him.
He has had experience in escaping punishment since he was a child.
As the saying goes, when you can hide, your eyelids must be open, when you can run, your legs and feet must be fast, and when you can't run, your voice must be loud. He should shout like the sound of a pig being slaughtered, and it would be best if he shouted as if he would die on the spot if he was hit one more time, and would ask his father to send him off the next moment.
The reason why he dares to cause trouble outside even with such a father at home is that the above is the secret to saving his life.
But at this time, he still said: "It's worth it even if I have to suffer a few beatings to be able to take Madam Chang as my master!"
Chang Suining nodded: "Okay, then it's settled."
"Thank you, Master!" Cui Lang grinned, revealing his white teeth, and raised his hand to bow to Chang Suining.
"Playing polo requires more people to be lively." Chang Suining looked at Xi Zhiyuan and the other person and asked casually, "Want to join us?"
Hu Huan nodded hurriedly: "Yes!"
As someone who had also been bullied by Chang Miao that day, his admiration for Madam Chang was no less than Cui Liulang's! Not to mention that Madam Chang was now well-known, even his father had asked him several times about Dengtai Tower.
Xi Zhiyuan looked at the girl in the morning light, smiled, and nodded.
Hu Huan was about to imitate Cui Lang and bow his hands to show his respect to his teacher, but Chang Suining stopped him with a smile: "There's no need to respect your teacher. We can just play polo together in the future."
Cui Lang hurriedly said, "Master, I just performed the apprenticeship ceremony!"
It didn't matter whether Madam Chang accepted Hu Huan and the others or not, he had to worship this master - he had signed a military order in front of Madam Chang! Chang Suining did not refuse and nodded, saying, "Then I will try to be Cui Liulang's master."
Cui Lang's eyes lit up, and he said in a cute way: "Then I will be the master's last disciple!"
Hu Huan: “……?”
Why is it closed?
It turned out that Cui Liulang walked in by himself and turned around to lock them out!
And it's not just them. Once the title of this last disciple is announced, Madam Chang will no longer be able to accept other disciples!
What a greedy intention, what a sinister purpose! Receiving the look from his classmates, Cui Lang also vaguely realized that his behavior of leaving others with nowhere to go was not very righteous, so he thought about it and suggested: "Master just said that playing polo requires excitement, so why don't we form a polo club, what do you think?"
Hu Huan nodded quickly: "This is good!"
Fortunately, Cui Liulang still had some conscience. Although he closed the small door, he was willing to keep them in the yard and give them the status of club members.
Xi Zhiyuan was always good-tempered. Facing these suggestions, he smiled and nodded. He looked at Chang Suining and asked, "Madam Chang, are you interested in forming a society?"
He came to Dasheng to study when he was twelve years old. He had a deep understanding of Dasheng's language and customs. He also knew that forming societies was very popular at that time. There were dozens of them, big and small, in their Imperial College alone.
The so-called associations can be divided into calligraphy clubs, poetry clubs, Cuju clubs, etc., or they can be gatherings of people with similar temperaments to form associations for mutual entertainment, and are not limited to a specific activity preference.
Although there is no explicit restriction on the number of members of an association, in order to ensure closeness, the number of people will not be too large, often not exceeding twenty at most.
The most famous Xunmei Poetry Society in the Imperial College had only nine members, and they never easily accepted new members. The society had strict rules and regulations. The founder of the society was the famous Juren Song Xiansong.
If anyone could join the Xunmei Poetry Society, it would be a great honor in the Imperial College and even in the capital.
Facing Cui Lang and Hu Huan's eager eyes, Chang Suining nodded: "Okay."
"Master is here to be the head of the club!" Cui Lang was overjoyed: "Then we now have four people in the club... No, if we count Brother Qiao, then there will be five people!"
Thinking of joining Chang Niangzi's Juju Club, Hu Huan was so happy that his face flushed. When he returned home and told his father the news, his father would be so happy that he would eat three more bowls of rice! "Should we recruit some new members?" Xi Zhiyuan asked.
Cui Lang's chin almost reached the sky. "Why do we need to recruit people? My master has a great reputation. Once the news of our association spreads, I'm afraid countless people will be eager to join!"
His words were exaggerated, but Xi Zhiyuan did not think he was bragging. Recently, most of the comments about Madam Chang in the Imperial College were praises and admiration. Even if there were some people who sang a different tune, with the painting in Dengtai Tower, those voices were destined to be insignificant.
So Xi Zhiyuan smiled and nodded: "That's true."
"Master, let me take charge of this matter!" Cui Lang volunteered to take charge of this matter.
Chang Suining nodded happily.
It’s good to have apprentices.
Qiao Yumian, who was standing by, gently tugged at the corner of her clothes and reminded her softly, "Ningning..."
She had no objection to Ning Ning forming a society, but should she be more cautious in accepting the unreliable Cui Liulang as her apprentice? What if the bad company corrupts the good?
Chang Suining patted Qiao Yumian's hand gently to let her know that he could rest assured.
After all, she didn't think she was much more reliable than Cui Lang. The two of them bumped into each other, probably like a pair of unreliable master and disciple, and neither of them suffered a loss. If you really do the math, maybe she was the winner.
Cui Lang glanced at Qiao Yumian's hand gently pulling Chang Suining's sleeve, fearing that she would gossip about it later, so he decided to take the initiative -
He hissed softly and suddenly stood on tiptoe: "Mrs. Qiao stepped on Cui in Dengtai Tower that night, and my leg still hurts now..."
Qiao Yumian's face immediately turned pale.
He, wasn't he drunk at the time? How did he know it was her who stepped on him! "I stepped on Cui Liulang by accident that day, and I apologized to Cui Liulang... But I didn't use any force, and it's been nearly a month..."
Qiao Yumian grabbed Chang Suining's arm nervously and guiltily - could this Cui Liulang be trying to blackmail her? Sure enough, the next moment, the young man said, "It still hurts anyway. If my leg doesn't get better, Madam Qiao will be responsible to the end."
Qiao Yumian became even more uneasy.
Cui Lang saw her expression and laughed again: "I was just joking with Madam Qiao. After all, now that I have Madam Chang as my master, we are considered a family. Even if my leg is injured by Madam Qiao, it is not a big deal!"
Qiao Yumian breathed a sigh of relief.
Then...
Then let Ningning accept him as his apprentice.
However, she didn't want to become a family with him.
She was almost scared to death just by hearing him startled all the time.
But in order to calm the situation, she didn't say anything more for a while and just grabbed Chang Suining.
When Cui Lang saw the thin and fair girl in a lotus-pink skirt hiding beside Madam Chang without saying a word, he couldn't help laughing again, but this time it sounded a little silly.
Yihu couldn't help but look at her husband one more time - acting obediently wasn't enough, why was her husband acting silly?
…
Just as Cui Lang said, once the news of Chang Suining's Ju Club was spread, it quickly spread throughout the Imperial College.
The students who usually surrounded Qiao Yubai to inquire about Chang Suining now gathered around Cui Liulang, who was said to be in charge of recruiting new people.
In the following days, Cui Lang experienced the feeling of being sought after by others beyond his identity as a member of the Cui family.
But he was also very strict in keeping a close eye on things. His primary concern was to prevent people like Chang Miao from sneaking into the club and ruining the reputation of their Juqiu club.
On this day, after classes were over in the morning, Cui Lang was on his way to the cafeteria, surrounded by a group of people as usual.
But he noticed a young man in front of him and said, "Mr. Song, please stay!"
Then he walked a few steps quickly to the front of the man, smiled and saluted: "My name is Cui Lang, I have heard of Mr. Song's great name for a long time."
Song Xian raised his hand in return but said nothing.
Not long after Cui Liulang entered the Imperial College with the identity of Cui's son, he became famous in the school for his flamboyant behavior. Not to mention that he recently became a disciple of Chang Suining and formed a Ju Club, which caused a lot of noise.
"A few of us have just formed a Ju club, with Madam Chang as the leader. I wonder if Mr. Song is interested in joining?" Cui Lang invited enthusiastically.
I heard that Mr. Song was famous for his writing, and the Plum Blossom Poetry Club he founded was quite famous. If such a talent could be brought to their club, it would be worthwhile to make him a mascot! Unexpectedly, the young man in simple clothes showed a hint of contempt when he heard this, as if his invitation was something ridiculous.
"Since it is a women's association, you should go to the outside of the Imperial College and ask the girls why they invited Song?" There was no sarcasm in his tone, but rather a sense of righteousness.
Cui Lang was stunned for a moment. It was indeed a women's association, but it was no secret. The other party used this as a reason for rejection, and worded it in such a way. What did it mean? It was not difficult to tell whether this was friendly or not, and many people around him stopped talking and laughing.
"Besides, Song already has a poetry club, and has no interest in playing polo." Song Xian raised his hand with a serious expression, and was about to say goodbye when he heard the sixth son of the Cui family speak -
"Although I have never taken the imperial examination, I know that after the spring examination, all new scholars must gather in the Moon Lantern Pavilion to participate in the Cuju meeting—"
Song Xian looked at Cui Lang.
"Mr. Song claims that he has no interest in playing football. Does he think he will definitely fail the exam?" Cui Lang sighed, "It's too early to say that. Mr. Song should have more confidence in himself."
Song Xian's expression changed slightly: "..."
Even if he doesn't believe in metaphysics, such words are really unlucky!
Cui Liulang stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder to encourage him: "Mr. Song should eat more fish to nourish his brain, so that he will have more confidence in the next year."
Song Xian's thin lips tightened.
"Let's go." Cui Lang led a group of students to the canteen: "Eat more, so you will have enough energy to play basketball in the afternoon."
…
After school in the afternoon, Cui Lang and others went to the river behind Qiao Jijiu's residence to enjoy the peace and tranquility of the year.
A few days ago, Qiao Jijiu ordered people to clear out a piece of open space not far from the river for Chang Suining to use as a playing field.
Cui Lang had inquired about Song Xian's daily behavior in the afternoon. When he saw Chang Suining, he said a few more words: "... Although this person is indeed talented, he is arrogant and has a high mind. He looks very arrogant and his mouth is very hard."
"There's nothing wrong with being tough." Chang Suining, who was wearing a narrow gown for playing football, went to get his stick and said nonchalantly, "If the sky falls one day, I'll have his mouth to hold it up. Isn't that good?"
"Oh, if we talk about this, maybe it's not his turn yet." Cui Lang said, "My father is in charge of this matter."
When it comes to being tough and venomous, this guy is far behind his father and has a lot to learn.
Chang Suining couldn't help but laugh. She wasn't angry at Song Xian's ridicule of her for forming an association as a woman. She just picked up her staff and jumped onto the horse.
The young men quickly started running on the court.
The bamboo forest blocked out the action on the court. Not far away, Master Chu, who was fishing by the river, could only hear the sound of horse hooves and the cheers and applause of the young people.
"You really have a good student. It's like a blind cat stumbles upon that..." Master Chu paused for a moment and said, "What a smart rat."
Qiao Jijiu smiled and shook his head: "The children are just playing around."
You should be humble so that you won’t attract jealousy.
Master Chu was not impressed. He turned his head to look at the direction of the court behind the bamboo forest, and said with a sour tone, "As a little girl, she asked those sons of noble families, officials, and prestigious students to follow her... It's not just a joke to make such a name for herself."
Such a clever rat makes him miss his students too.
"Young people like to join in the fun, it's just a coincidence." Qiao Jijiu said with a smile: "By the way, this kid asked me yesterday to name her Jiju Club... Why don't you help me think of a name?"
What should we name Ningning's Juju Club? Let's think about it for 24 hours.
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