Chapter 119 119 Like a fly, the wretched boy
In the following days.
Yuchi Yi and the other two, even Jiang Chenxi, who was pretty good at calligraphy, were implicated. They all had small sandbags on their wrists and came to the study every day to practice calligraphy.
Why not let them practice in their own homes.
"Hehe" An Xin said that if they could concentrate on practicing calligraphy at home, the elders would not chase her.
They blocked all the dog holes in her house and tried every possible way to make her take in these lawless little bullies.
Yuchi Yi, Gao Tai, and Chen Qibao were practicing calligraphy with bitter faces.
An Xin knew that the four boys' families all came from military families. Regardless of whether they had the ability to take the imperial examinations, the royal family would not let them easily take the path of civil officials.
Looking at the strong, handsome and heroic boys, An Xin touched her chin. She thought she should know what to teach them.
So I took out a pen and paper and started to memorize the Thirty-Six Stratagems of the Art of War and the Ten Chapters of the Art of War.
The Art of War by Sun Tzu, Chapter on Strategy.
The Art of War, Chapter 11.
The Art of War by Sun Tzu, Chapter on Offensive Strategy.
The Art of War by Sun Tzu, Chapter on Formation.
The Art of War by Sun Tzu, Chapter on Situation.
The Art of War by Sun Tzu, Chapter on the Reality and the Falsehood.
The Art of War by Sun Tzu, Chapter on Military Conflict.
The Art of War by Sun Tzu, Chapter Nine Changes.
The Art of War, Chapter on Marching.
The Art of War by Sun Tzu, Chapter on Terrain.
Every article here is a treasure for the general.
Since I have accepted them as my disciples, I cannot mislead them. I have to teach them some skills.
*That morning, the sun was rising, and its golden light filled the courtyard.
An Xin breathed in the fresh air, passed by the small garden, saw the grass with tender yellow buds, and felt the breath of spring.
But when she walked into the study, she only saw Jiang Chenxi standing alone in front of his desk practicing calligraphy. An Xin smiled faintly.
Tomorrow is the last day of the imperial examination. These boys can't stand the hardship of studying and don't come to class, but she can't be blamed.
If she dared not pick up those brats who had been studying hard for nine days and six nights in the Imperial Examination Hall, An Xin could guarantee that she would have a wonderful life in the days ahead.
When Jiang Chenxi came to the study today, he saw that he was the only one there. At first he thought that Yuchi Yi and the other two were just late.
Unexpectedly, the sun had already risen high and they hadn't arrived yet. Jiang Chenxi knew that these idiots had skipped classes again like before.
Jiang Chenxi looked up and saw the female teacher walking in calmly, as if she didn't notice that she was missing a few students. Only then did he realize how unwelcome they were.
If it weren't for General Yuchi's shameless insistence, this woman who taught six brilliant students might not necessarily accept them as her disciples.
Jiang Chenxi might have disagreed with this before, but these days when he was tidying up the big desk for An Xin, he accidentally saw a few pages of things she had written.
Jiang Chenxi, who was born in the Cheng'en Mansion, which has been guarding the Mu'nan Pass in the southwest for generations and has been exposed to military tactics since childhood, was so shocked and delighted that he almost put the books in his arms and stole them back to study them slowly.
And he also saw a few pages of paper tightly in a pile.
Not to mention leaving, even if this woman chased him away, Jiang Chenxi, who knew that An Xin was really capable, would not leave.
An Xin ignored him and sat there drinking tea and reading a book. It would have been more pleasant without the soothing music.
The three people who skipped classes happily ran to a teahouse, ordered a pot of good tea, and asked for the building’s signature snacks. They ate and drank, it was so wonderful!
When they heard the storyteller reach an exciting part, several of them threw down some loose change as a reward, which perfectly displayed the image of a dissolute and resentful man.
However, a few of them came to An Xin for classes, and halfway through they decided to skip classes. In fact, where they were now was not far from Liuxiang where An Xin lived.
After the three of them had eaten and drunk and paid the bill, they went downstairs to think about where to hang out until it was time to go home so that their dad wouldn't find out that they didn't go to take lessons with that woman.
Their wrists are swollen from practicing calligraphy every day, and only a fool would skip classes.
But they were unlucky as they had just walked out of the teahouse when they ran into Feng Shaolin, the only grandson of Duke Anguo, who had a bigger family background than them and was even more of a devil than them.
"Hey, isn't this Yuchi Yi who worships a woman as his teacher? Gao Tai is stupid, and Chen is timid? Why didn't he go to school today? Did he skip class?!"
Feng Shaolin stopped in front of them and looked at them with a mocking expression.
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The boy was about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a plump body and a faint dark spot under his eyes. At such a young age, he looked like he had lost too much semen.
"Get out of the way, this is none of your business." Yuchi Yi said coldly. He didn't want to get involved with Feng Shaolin at all and just wanted to leave quickly.
Everyone in the capital knows that people from the Duke of Anguo's Mansion are unreasonable, because his family has a virtuous concubine in the palace who gave birth to a prince. Although other families don't like people from the Duke of Anguo's Mansion, they dare not offend them easily.
"If I don't move, what can you do?" Feng Shaolin suddenly rolled his eyes, a lustful light flashed in his eyes, "I heard that the female teacher you worship is very young and good-looking.
I have tried all kinds of women, but I have never slept with a lady. I just want you to help me get that woman.
Not only will I let you go today, I will not bother you again in the future..."
"Fuck you!" Before Feng Shaolin could even finish the word "annoying", he was punched in the face by Yuchi Yi.
Even though he skipped classes, it didn't mean that he would let anyone insult An Xin at will.
After rescuing An Xin several times, Yuchi Yi actually liked and respected An Xin very much in his heart. How could he allow anyone to say such obscene words to her?
"Ouch, how dare you..." Feng Shaolin covered the place where he was hit and couldn't speak clearly for a while.
However, the guards who followed Feng Shaolin to protect him saw their master being beaten and immediately tried to capture the three men.
Several of them are children of military generals. They may not be good at studying since childhood, but they must practice martial arts well.
But after all, they were outnumbered. Chen Qibao saw that the situation was very unfavorable for them, with Yuchi Yi and Gao Tai blocking them in front, so he cleverly turned around and ran.
The guards of the Duke of Anguo's Mansion didn't care. After all, they were all young masters from the capital. Even if they were caught, the Duke of Anguo's Mansion would not really do anything to them.
Since this place was not far from An Xin's house, Chen Qibao would naturally go to the nearest place to find help.
In the study room, Jiang Chenxi was practicing calligraphy silently, not giving An Xin the chance to chase him away.
An Xin was leaning back in a chair, reading a book with his eyes closed nonchalantly. Just as he was about to fall asleep, he was startled by a scream from outside the study.
Then Chen Qibao stumbled in, panting, "Sir, hurry up...go...save Ayi and Gao Tai..."
(End of this chapter)