The old scholar snorted coldly in anger.
Gu Jiangli was somewhat surprised.
Cheng Yi and Cheng Yun are definitely not mischievous children. They are quiet and even somewhat introverted. Even when they encounter something unpleasant, they will not cry or make a fuss, but will just huddle together with Gu Jiangli and sob softly.
They are very sensible and well-mannered children, how could they be like what this teacher said?
Gu Jiangli knew the child's character and knew there must be some misunderstanding.
So she didn't answer the teacher for the time being, but gently pulled the two children into her arms and softly asked:
"Come, tell your mother, why don't you listen to the teacher's lessons in class?"
The two of them pouted so hard they could light a lantern, and when Gu Jiangli asked that question, the grievance in their eyes became even more obvious.
Seeing that the two remained silent, as if they had some unspeakable secret, Gu Jiangli asked again in a low voice:
"Don't be afraid. You can tell your mother if you have any grievances. Your mother will not blame you without knowing the facts, but your mother needs to know your true thoughts."
"Do you... not like studying?"
As soon as Gu Jiangli asked the question, the tutor standing to the side immediately sneered, "Your Highness, I heard that when the young prince was their age, he was already able to propose a treatment plan from the Royal Pharmacy. If he hadn't been studying, could the young prince have been born with these skills?"
"Although we are siblings from the same mother, there are still some differences between people."
His words were laced with contempt for the Cheng brothers, Cheng Yi and Cheng Yun.
Gu Jiangli frowned, displeased that his two children were being taught by such a teacher.
Cheng Yi and Cheng Yun sobbed twice and nodded, as if answering the question Gu Jiangli had just asked.
They really don't want to study.
Gu Jiangli also knew that not everyone in the world liked studying.
It seems now that Cheng Yi and Cheng Yun are the kind of people I don't like.
"Alright, I understand your thoughts, but you must also understand that if you don't like studying, you can tell the teacher or me directly, instead of secretly doing other things while the teacher is teaching. That would be disrespectful to the teacher."
"Your mother taught you this before, didn't she? When someone is speaking to you seriously, as a sign of respect, you should look them in the eye, right?"
Both children nodded in agreement.
"Now tell your mother, what were you doing secretly while the teacher was giving lessons?"
The teacher sneered again: "What else can they do? I've seen students who don't listen to lectures before. Aren't they all playing with those lazy little toys? There are plenty of toys on the market!"
The two looked at each other with red eyes, then each took something out of their pockets and handed it to Gu Jiangli.
Gu Jiangli held a wooden block in his left hand and a thin sheet of Xuan paper in his right.
Only after she saw what was in her hand did she belatedly realize the source of the two children's talents.
“Mother…we only didn’t pay attention in class today. My brother and I were thinking that your birthday is in three days, and we wanted to make you a birthday gift ourselves…”
"My brother and I wanted to surprise Mother, so we were worried that if we did it at home you would find out. We thought that the teacher might not see us while he was lecturing..."
Gu Jiangli's eyes darted back and forth between her left and right hands, and she asked blankly, "These... you all made them by hand?"
The two children answered in unison, “Yes...Mommy, it’s not finished yet, and the surprise is over.”
After saying that, she looked aggrieved and was about to cry.
Gu Jiangli looked at the gift in her hand, so happy she couldn't take her eyes off it.
The wooden block in his left hand was, to be precise, a wooden statue in the shape of a human. The lower body was not yet carved, but just by looking at the expression on the face, Gu Jiangli knew at a glance that this person was himself!
Cheng Yi had never studied carving, yet he was able to carve his own body so vividly on this small piece of wood. How could this not be a talent?
As for Cheng Yun's, it was a traditional Chinese ink painting. Like Cheng Yi's, although the painting was unfinished, she could still tell at a glance that it depicted herself.
Every smile and frown of hers was vividly depicted by Cheng Yun's brush.
She never imagined that wood carving and ink painting could create a person who looked almost exactly like her.
If this isn't talent, then what is?
If he were to pursue further studies, he would surely leave behind a masterpiece!
Gu Jiangli was touched. The two children had always been introverted and didn't like to talk or express themselves. They had never told her that these were the things they liked.
If she had discovered this earlier, she wouldn't have rushed to send them to school; instead, she would have nurtured their interests and helped them develop their talents.
After all, their older brothers and sisters were like that.
Gu Jiangli shielded the two children behind her, facing the teacher with confidence and pride.
"Master, I think you are right."
The expressions on everyone's faces froze simultaneously.
Confucius: "What...what is right?"
Gu Jiangli smiled slightly and said, "Cheng Yi and Cheng Yun are indeed not suited for studying. I have decided that starting tomorrow, we will no longer send them to school. The remaining school fees will be donated by the Prince's Mansion to the school."
"Master, thank you for taking the two children home. I won't see them off any further."
Gu Jiangli gave the order to leave, and the teacher's face turned even more purple than an eggplant.
"You! You're a princess! Don't you know how important it is for children to study? If they don't study, do you want them to grow up to be rich illiterate people?"
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