He Caisheng, holding his younger sister's hand, bit his lip and walked out from behind the pillar.
He glanced fearfully at the guard Lin, who was carrying a sword. This man was fierce, even fiercer than the butcher in the village.
Mingyue glanced at Lin, the guard with a stern face and an aura of "I'm not someone to mess with," and asked, "Little Lin, have you finished what I asked you to do?"
work?
What's the matter?
The incident of setting fire to the house?
Lin, the guard, understood immediately and smiled. He had actually forgotten about it. "Sir, don't worry, I'll handle it perfectly for you!"
However, this smile was particularly chilling to He Caisheng and He Ruyi.
Why does this older brother's smile look so sinister? He doesn't seem like a good person.
Mingyue hummed in agreement and asked He Caisheng to bring out a table. She spread the paper on the table, ground some ink, and wrote down the words she had taught He Caisheng to read earlier. "Did you understand what I just taught you?"
"I know it."
He Caisheng read it once, and it went very smoothly.
Mingyue nodded in satisfaction and continued writing the first paragraph of the Thousand Character Classic on the paper. "I will only teach you these three times. Whether you can do it or not depends on your comprehension. Once you have learned it, teach your younger sister."
When it comes to teaching children, you still need to hire a professional teacher. Unfortunately, there isn't a single teacher in the Dahe Village area. No, there isn't even a single literate person.
Fortunately, she has money and can hire a tutor to come here.
"I will try my best!"
From the moment Mingyue began writing, He Caisheng's eyes never left the pen for a second, as he listened intently to what Mingyue was reading.
Time passed slowly, and suddenly two plumes of smoke rose in the distance. Even though He Nian's house was so far from the village, he could hear people in the village shouting that there was a fire.
He Nian put down the shovel in his hand, sweating profusely as he looked in the direction of the fire. "It looks like there's a fire in the village. I'll go see if there's anyone who can help. You all stay home and don't wander around!"
He Caisheng/He Ruyi: "Okay, sister."
Mingyue stood up and handed the calligraphy brush to He Caisheng, saying, "Wait for me, let's go together."
“...Okay.”
He Nian hesitated several times before speaking, worried that if someone carelessly dirtied Mingyue's clothes, what would happen if they were punished?
The two arrived at the village one after the other. The village chief was already directing people to scoop water to put out the fire. Fortunately, the fire was discovered in time and was brought under control without spreading.
He Qiang slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the half-burnt house.
Whispers arose from the crowd. He Qiang's ears twitched as he heard that a distinguished person had arrived. He turned his head and, sure enough, saw that aloof and dignified person!
He Qiang, his face contorted with rage, lunged at Mingyue, yelling, "I just touched the carriage, and you burned my house down! You owe me a hundred taels of silver!"
Before Mingyue could even lift a finger, the guard behind her kicked He Qiang, sending him sprawling on the ground for a long time.
"Do you have proof that I burned it? But I have proof that you soiled the animal hair in my carriage."
Mingyue's smile was full of provocation. She raised her chin slightly, as if to say, "So what if she did it?"
He Qiang took a deep breath, which aggravated the kick to his chest, making it hurt even more. He pointed a trembling finger at Mingyue, "You...you...you..."
You struggled for a long time without being able to utter a single word.
Instead, the guard stomped his hand hard on the ground, and he let out a howl.
The village chief, leaning on his cane, knew this would happen. How dare He Qiang fight with a rich man? "Miss Mingyue, you've vented your anger, can you forgive him this time?"
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