"Uncle, wait for me!" Qi Heng watched Xin Ge'er running out of the courtyard gate and hurriedly shouted behind Xin Ge'er.
After jogging across the corridor, Qi Heng ran into Gu Tingye and Minglan. Without even glancing at Minglan, Qi Heng respectfully bowed to Gu Tingye and said, "Hello, Second Uncle."
Gu Tingye nodded and took Minglan by the hand and walked back the way he had come. Qi Heng glanced back and guessed that Xin Ge'er hadn't met Gu Tingye. After thinking about it, he decided to follow Gu Tingye.
Qi Heng cared more about his second uncle, who was a few years older than him, than he did about his uncle Xin. At a young age, his second uncle, Gu Tingye, wielded a broadsword with impressive skill, and his academics were just as impressive as his own. Qi Heng admired his second uncle from the bottom of his heart, and the thought of soon leaving for Dengzhou with his father made him feel a little reluctant.
Qi Heng, who was preoccupied with his own affairs, felt strangely uncomfortable when he saw Minglan being led by Gu Tingye. His second uncle was obviously better to Minglan, and he always thought of Minglan when he saw her doing anything delicious or fun.
Besides, if his second uncle said so, Qi Heng would have to call Minglan aunt. Thinking about it, he felt even more uncomfortable. Why should a little girl be favored more than himself?
Suddenly, Minglan, who was walking in front, turned around and made a face at Qi Heng. Qi Heng was so angry that he wanted to jump up.
"Second brother, second brother!" The little fat boy Xin Ge'er ran back breathlessly, calling Gu Tingye as he ran.
Gu Tingye glanced back and said, "Get up early tomorrow and do horse stance for another quarter of an hour."
Xin Ge'er paused when he heard this, and almost stepped on his right foot with his left foot. Under Gu Tingye's staring gaze, Xin Ge'er nodded with a bitter face and responded softly: "Okay."
"Sister Minglan! Come quickly!" Sister Can waved her hand to greet Minglan. Princess Yunran and Yanran stood aside and looked at them with a smile.
Not long after everyone sat down, Master Meng arrived.
Sheng Qian, who is already in his teens, only comes to the school to attend classes occasionally. Most of the time, he goes out to meet friends or stays in his study. Today, Sheng Qian rarely comes to the school.
The class was about an article about filial piety. The young Minglan and Yanran couldn't recognize all the characters, so they could only listen to the lecture.
After class, they played pitching pots. Xin Ge'er performed exceptionally well, hitting the center of the pot repeatedly. Qi Heng was also quite good, hitting eight out of ten. Princess Yunran and Sister Can also hit seven or eight out of ten.
Ever since Gu Tingye had shown off his prowess last time, he'd been relegated to refereeing the subsequent pot-throwing competitions. He could throw the pot with both hands, facing away from the pot, and score—a feat rarely seen even among teenagers, let alone Gu Tingye.
This was Minglan's first time playing pitching pots, and she threw the ball twice but failed to get it in. Gu Tingye smiled slightly and stepped forward and said, "Come, I'll teach you."
Seeing that it was Brother Ye, Minglan naturally would not refuse. Gu Tingye explained the technique of pitching pots again, and took Minglan to try six more times, and finally hit one on the seventh try.
"Wow! I got it! I got it!" Minglan raised her arms happily and cheered loudly.
Gu Tingye was infected by Minglan's joy and smiled, revealing his white teeth.
Qi Heng, who was standing by with his arms folded, snorted softly, rolled his eyes, and walked over to Minglan and said, "It's just one shot, what's there to be happy about?"
Before Minglan could refute, Gu Tingye looked at Qi Heng coldly and said, "Do you have any objections?"
Seeing his second uncle's cold face, Qi Heng swallowed his saliva, took a step back and said, "No, no."
Gu Tingye took two steps forward and said to Qi Heng, "Apologize to Minglan."
Qi Heng raised his head and was stunned for a moment, then cupped his hands and said to Minglan, "Aunt Sheng, it's my nephew who is wrong."
Minglan rolled her eyes at Qi Heng in a place where Gu Tingye couldn't see, and then said sweetly: "My dear nephew, please be more careful with your words next time."
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