Xiao Jingyun was confused and thought that maybe he got up in the wrong way today, which was why he was subjected to so many stimulations one after another.
He's still recovering from his injuries...
No wounded man ever labored as hard as he did!
"I've chosen your brother as my heir, but he doesn't want to stay at the academy all day, so he's asked me for a few days off. In order to teach him more, I have no choice but to let him live in my house..." The headmaster said, taking out ten taels of silver pitifully. "I'm quite poor, and the 100,000 taels I earned earlier all went to the academy. These ten taels are all my own belongings. You see, maybe it will work..."
If the 100,000 taels were given directly to Xiao Cunyu, that means it would be given to the next generation of heirs, which would naturally be acceptable.
But if he uses it himself, it won’t work.
"..." Xiao Jingyun stood there in a daze.
I couldn't help but think of my third brother.
How similar is the current Third Brother to Su Changheng in his youth?! Yet, decades later, all that pride and integrity has been shattered!
"Principal Su, can my brother... take over the academy? You... you must stop joking..." Xiao Jingyun felt as if he might be dreaming.
"Yes." Principal Su didn't say much at this time.
"..." Xiao Jingyun opened his mouth, and it was as if a surprise fell from the sky!
He originally thought that his seventh brother would be mediocre all his life, but he didn't expect that he would suddenly be able to inherit the academy?
Even though Wanjun Academy has declined, it has been recognized by others!
"Thank you for teaching my seventh brother. We should respect you. How can we let you pay? You can stay here. I will ask the housekeeper to arrange anything you need!" Xiao Jingyun looked at the silver handed over by the dean and said very solemnly.
The old headmaster breathed a sigh of relief and quickly stuffed the silver back into his sleeve.
"Stay closer to the child," the headmaster said again.
Xiao Jingyun immediately agreed.
The Xiao family is very big. When my seventh brother came to Beijing, my father decided to give him a large part of the entire Xiao family. However, the brat thought the house was too big and a waste of money, so he only chose to live in a smaller courtyard in the large piece of land on the west side.
Xiao Jingyun arranged the old headmaster's residence in the courtyard next to his seventh brother, and promoted a housekeeper from the attached courtyard to be in charge of the old headmaster's food, drink and expenses. He also arranged a few servants and guards to make it convenient for the old man to serve him.
The old mountain chief didn't bring anything with him and stayed there that day.
Less than half an hour after I settled in, someone brought in a large pile of books.
Xiao Jingyun served personally, but the old headmaster didn't want to pay any attention to him at all. After he finished his work, he found a chair and sat at the gate of the yard, waiting motionless like a big rock.
"Master Su, I don't know if my seventh brother will come back tonight...why don't you go in and rest first?" Xiao Jingyun felt very guilty.
This white-haired old man looks weak and tired, but he is waiting here for the younger generation to arrive, which is very touching...
Of course, if this gets out, his brother’s reputation will be ruined.
"I am willing." The old headmaster retorted Xiao Jingyun with just one sentence.
Xiao Jingyun had a headache.
The old man and the young man both seemed to have bad tempers. If these two got together, were they sure nothing would happen? What if his seventh brother pissed someone off to death?
At this time, Xiao Cunyu bought a lot of things outside and had them brought back in carts.
She had tried to be as careful as possible and covered the car with a cloth so that no one could see what was inside.
Go straight into his yard through the side door.
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