He's clearly a coward, but cowards are sometimes more despicable.
Hu Tianqin cherished Shao Shao and sent her to school, hoping she would be as intelligent and quick-witted as her mother, not to be humiliated by these damned guys.
Hu Tianqin lifted the man off the ground and pointed at his nose.
"How could someone like you be a teacher in an academy? You are morally corrupt and unworthy of being a teacher."
"Yes, yes, you're right, please spare me!"
Yi Mu walked to his side, fiddling with a sharp blade in his hand behind his back.
"I'll let you off the hook, but you have to apologize to the children in front of the entire academy."
The man's eyes widened, and he blurted out.
"How can a scholar bow down to a child?"
In front of the entire college, wouldn't he lose all face?
Yi Mu slapped him hard on the head, making the teacher beg for mercy in a sorry state.
"What makes you so noble, you scholars? You're still being pinned to the ground, begging for mercy, apologizing, or getting beaten. You choose."
The man avoided his cold gaze and remained silent.
Hu Tianjin clenched his fist and slammed it toward his face, but stopped just before it hit his flesh.
The man shouted, "Help! Murder!"
Yi Mu despised this kind of coward the most. He turned around disdainfully, but saw a familiar face.
There are many academies in the capital city, but the only famous and large-scale one is Baihu Academy.
The academy's dean is a former academician of the Hanlin Academy, who has close ties with the government and is rumored to have a powerful patron, a prince.
However, this refined dean was a regular at the brothel where Yi Mu worked.
Moreover, every time he went there, he would always ask the musician Qingmo to play a piece, and then he would spontaneously compose poetry in that lewd and decadent place.
Qingmo Qinshi is Yi Mu's pseudonym. This scholar, known to outsiders as a great Confucian, has some strange hobby: he can only display his talents in brothels.
The headmaster came to investigate after hearing that the academy's teachers had been bullied by barbarians.
He walked to the side, and the children all bowed and called him Academician.
The dean had a face that made people feel good; he originally came to smooth things over.
He knew the personality of every teacher in the academy perfectly.
This teacher was of questionable character, but he was the younger brother of the wife of the current Vice Minister of Rites.
Perhaps because of this relationship, this teacher was extremely arrogant in the academy.
Not only did he have poor relationships with other teachers, but he also treated his students differently based on their backgrounds. When he lost his temper, he would punish students from ordinary families.
Seeing that the teacher was about to be beaten, the dean quickly stepped forward to pay.
"This is probably a misunderstanding, please stop."
Hu Tianjin lifted the teacher up as if he were carrying a bag of rice and held him up in front of the courtyard.
“This bastard humiliated the child before. Tell him to talk to himself and see if he deserves to be hit.”
Confucius then tried to use his silver tongue to defend himself.
But in front of him was a blacksmith with brute strength, and the man standing to his left also looked like someone not to be trifled with.
He recounted the whole story with tears streaming down his face, and then, as if suddenly regaining his senses, he said that he had been confused for a moment and that scolding the child was wrong.
Yi Mu insisted on apologizing to his children, but the dean smiled and dodged the question.
"It was just a few words, there's no need to take it so seriously."
When Yi Mu looked over, his phoenix eyes were cool and sharp, like winter raindrops hitting his face.
"I'm saying, Dean, you look like a toad, with big puffy eyes and buck teeth. You're ugly no matter how I look at you. Are you happy?"
The dean was speechless, never expecting that the usually aloof and indifferent Qingmo Gongzi would have such a sharp tongue.
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