Of course Yao Chuan did not hand it in directly. He always had the habit of revising and re-copying the first draft after typing it. The stack that Xie Yang stuffed in were all the first drafts that had not been revised. Moreover, the thickness of the manuscripts had changed after he went out and came back. He was not so dull that he could not even notice such obvious traces. Sure enough, he found something wrong after a quick inspection.
It’s just the content here...
Thinking of this, Yao Chuan's already pale face turned even paler, and his thin lips were pursed into a stiff straight line.
Seeing Xie Yang's eyes wandering without answering, he repeated it in a slightly higher voice, "Did you write this?"
Xie Yang: “…”
Hiss, he is so angry, he must have secretly included it in the policy paper and submitted it together.
I don’t know what the teacher talked about when he called him in the morning.
Did he give me a scolding? Or a slap on the hand?
Xie Yang secretly glanced at Yao Chuan's hands. His right hand was tightly holding the manuscript, which seemed fine. His left hand was hidden under his sleeve, so nothing could be seen.
but……
Is he shaking? Is he shaking?
Old Man Fang has always been ruthless in his attacks. Could it be that something has happened to Yao Chuan, as he is so weak that he falls over easily due to the gust of wind and is often sick?
Thinking of this, Xie Yang finally suppressed his vague sense of gloating, and a little bit of guilt emerged.
"Well... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I will definitely remember to take it out next time... No, I mean there won't be a next time... I still have some blood-activating and stasis-removing medicine, I'll ask Changfeng to send it to you later. When you feel better, I'll treat you to dinner at Wangchunlou... I apologize, I apologize to you."
Yao Chuan took half a step back and dodged Xie Yang's hand.
Xie Yang, with his arms resting on nothing: “…”
Don't be angry, don't be angry.
Young Master Xie has grown up to such an age, but he has taken the initiative to admit his mistakes to others only a few times. Unexpectedly, the other party did not appreciate it on this rare occasion.
Yao Chuan put the manuscript on the stone table beside him.
Xie Yang thought he was going to return the thing to her, so she reached out to take it, but found that the other end was held firmly by the other party.
He looked over in confusion, was stunned for a moment, and then seemed to have figured something out, and smiled again, "You like to read these too? Don't worry, when I finish writing, I'll show it to you first... Speaking of which, I had an old manuscript before, but they changed it into a storytelling. I heard someone talking about the teahouse in West City a few days ago. I'll take you there next time I have a chance..."
"No!" Xie Yang was still talking, but Yao Chuan interrupted him with a hoarse voice.
The thin young man's hand, which was originally pressing on the manuscript, suddenly tightened, and the rice paper, which was already wrinkled due to the previous pinching, was cracked by this move.
Xie Yang took a breath and quickly reached out to grab the paper he had written with great effort, but he was surprised that the other party held it tightly and had no intention of letting go. The two sides struggled, and the already fragile paper was torn in half with a "rip".
Xie Yang looked at the half-broken scroll in his hand and almost couldn't breathe.
But before he could question, the other party had already spoken. Yao Chuan's lips trembled as he spoke word by word: "The paper is full of nonsense, absurd, ridiculous..."
This happened one after another. Xie Yang, who was originally a little guilty, got angry. He threw the torn paper in his palm to the side, took a step forward, and confronted Yao Chuan, "Yao, Gui, Ning, what do you mean?! I gave you face before, do you really think I'm afraid of you?! Do you know that the words above are nonsense?! Every word on this is my hard work, take it out and see it, anyone can't help but say...hiss..."
Before Xie Yang could finish his words, he felt a pain on his face. He kept his head tilted as he was hit, and subconsciously covered his painful face, still unable to react.
Was he... beaten?
Although there were also princely students in the Imperial College, the core members of the royal family were all taught by the Imperial Tutor, so Xie Yang, the eldest grandson of one of the Three Dukes, was the most prestigious student. If Xie Yang wanted to, it would not be difficult to become a leader among the students of the noble families. Who would have thought that this little bully who walked sideways in the Imperial College would also be beaten one day.
And Yao Chuan...
To be honest, if you were to ask who in the Imperial Academy was least likely to take action, before today, Xie Yang would have pointed to Yao Guining without any hesitation.
Although I always secretly complain about this kid who only knows how to pretend and please the teacher, I have to say that if we talk about who is the most well-behaved and gentlemanly in the Imperial Academy, this kid can beat all those kids from aristocratic families.
Will Yao Chuan hit someone?
Xie Yang even suspected that even if he told the Master about this, no one would believe him. Not even others, as the one who was beaten, Xie Yang had a momentary doubt that he was wrong.
Xie Yang covered his face and stood there for a long time before coming to his senses. He then cursed, "Yao Guining, what are you crazy about?!"
He yelled and cursed, and without waiting for the other party to explain, he rushed over with his fists clenched, and the two of them started fighting.
In fact, these two men are not very good at fighting. Due to Yao Chuan's physical condition, he can only barely hold his own in two of the six arts of a gentleman, namely archery and charioteering, let alone fighting. And although the young master of the Xie family did a lot of cockfighting and dog walking before his grandfather forced him into the Imperial College, and it was common for him to have conflicts with others, but the eldest young master usually has his lackeys to take the lead in everything he encounters, so there is no need for him to do it himself.
The two of them were fighting each other, and for a while they were getting pretty even.
The two men who were fighting fiercely didn't notice that not far away, the chief academic officer of the Imperial College was personally leading an old man towards the Sixian Building. Judging from the direction of the two people, if there was no accident, they would definitely pass by where Yao and Xie were.
"I never thought you would come here in person."
As the highest official institution of learning in Dayan, Taixue naturally had many great scholars. And as the chief academic officer of Taixue, his profound knowledge and respected status were undoubtedly extraordinary. But even so, this chief academic officer acted respectfully as a junior in front of the old man with white hair and beard.
From Emperor Wenzong to the present, through four dynasties, Grand Tutor Xie, who no longer attends court but still holds an honorary title, is the undisputed leader of literati.
However, this old man of unusual status just smiled kindly, saying, "I just came here to take a look when I have nothing to do," and advised the old priest, "Don't be so reserved." He looked like an ordinary old man, and there was no trace of the authority of a minister who had served four dynasties.
But even so, Dong Jijiu did not dare to neglect the other party.
But since the Grand Tutor had personally said that there was no need to be so reserved, he didn't want to be too tense. After thinking about it, he remembered that the other party's grandson was still in the Imperial College. He had some impression of the child. When they talked about the younger generation, the atmosphere became much more harmonious.
until……
I heard the sound of fighting not far away.
Dong Jijiu: "..."
Although they were students of the Imperial College, they were young and energetic, and it was inevitable that they would stumble and fall. Although there were school rules that prohibited quarrels, quarrels and fights between classmates did happen from time to time. To be honest, they had all gone through that age before, and they understood the impulsive temperament of young people. They knew that sometimes suppressing them blindly would be counterproductive, so they rarely intervened in ordinary quarrels.
But at this time, Dong Jijiu couldn't help but wonder if it was because they interfered too little.
What kind of situation is this now?!
And he happened to be seen by Grand Tutor Xie who came over.
The smile on Dong Jijiu's face froze for a moment, and after a long while he managed to utter, "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you."
He wanted to step forward and stop the two students, but when he saw that Master Xie was also taking action, he hurriedly stopped them.
Young people don't know how to control their strength when they attack. Grand Tutor Xie is already over 80 years old. Although his body is still strong for his age, he can't withstand the impact. If something really happens to the other party in his Imperial Academy, he really has to die to thank the world.
Finally, the old tutor was stopped in his place. Dong Jijiu then quickly stepped forward and shouted in a cold voice to stop the two students who were fighting fiercely.
When the two men raised their heads, it was Dong Jijiu who was stunned.
Of these two, one was a promising young man whom he had been optimistic about since he entered school and even wanted to take him as his disciple; the other one... was the grandson of Grand Tutor Xie who was sitting next to him.
Both young men were in a very miserable state at the moment. Their white student clothes were stained with mud and grass leaves. Xie Yang's jade crown was nowhere to be found. His hair was disheveled and the half of his face that was exposed was a little swollen. Yao Chuan was better, at least his hair was not completely loose, but there was a large bruise on the upper right cheek and under the eye. It was hard to say who was more miserable.
Dong Jijiu was speechless for a long time, "You, you guys..."
Yao Chuan calmed down first, bowed his head and said, "I greet Mr. Dong. What happened today was caused by my impulsiveness. I know I violated the school rules and I am willing to accept the punishment."
Xie Yang nodded behind him. Although he didn't say anything, his face showed "Did you hear that? This is his fault."
Dong Jijiu almost choked when he saw the student, one of whom actively admitted his mistake but refused to repent and the other who refused to even admit his mistake.
He was about to open his mouth to scold, but suddenly remembered that the biological grandfather of one of them was following behind him.
He turned his head and saw that Master Xie had picked up a few pieces of torn paper from somewhere and was piecing them together on the table beside him. His loose eyelids were drooping as if he was studying something seriously.
Xie Yang followed Dong Jijiu's line of sight and said: ???
Xie Yang:!!!
--grandfather? !
Why are you here?!
No, no, no, compared to this question...
His pupils suddenly shrank and his face was filled with horror as he looked at the several torn manuscripts spread out in front of Grand Tutor Xie.
If my grandfather knew that he was not doing his job properly in the Imperial College and was writing this kind of stuff...
Aaaahh ...
Is it too late for him to claim that those papers were written by Yao Guining? !
Obviously, this method is not very feasible.
You have to know that the young master Xie, who spent all his time fighting cocks and walking dogs and was uneducated, was able to write decent and elegant calligraphy, thanks to the old man who taught him step by step with a bamboo board and a pen.
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