Chapter 549 Child Marriage Object
The carriage stopped and they arrived at the Imperial College.
Wei Zhao had a cold expression and did not even look at him. He lifted the cloth curtain and bent down to go out.
As for the porcelain box, he threw it away. Ancient cypresses
were densely planted inside the blue-gray high walls. Before the morning mist dissipated, students in blue shirts came one after another.
Wei Zhao's sleeves brushed against the stone steps, and his steps were light and steady.
Not far away was an old shop steaming glutinous rice cakes.
Wei Zhao lowered his eyes, but when the bamboo basket was opened, white mist rolled up, and a sweet fragrance quietly climbed over his nose.
He did not stop and walked all the way forward.
Many students bowed to Wei Zhao, and Wei Zhao returned the greetings one by one.
"Wei Zhao."
He Xuran blocked him at the door of the Imperial College.
Wei Zhao slowly raised his eyes, and the dignity and propriety of a son of an aristocratic family were undoubtedly revealed in him. He said in a calm voice: "What advice do you have for Prince He?"
He Xuran held a book in his arms and frowned: "The Imperial College has arranged the opening examination today. How are you preparing?"
He valued this opponent from the bottom of his heart, and there was no malice in his words.
"This year, I studied hard at home. If I beat you, don't be discouraged."
He said seriously: "Do your best in the exam. This time, I won't let you."
Wei Zhao:...
"Puchi."
Xiao Huaiyan laughed.
He only looked at He Xuran, raised his chin, and laughed at him: "You are always the second best, no matter how well he prepares? He always beats you every time."
"Why not let him? You nerd did beat him once."
He Xuran frowned. He and Xiao Huaiyan have never gotten along.
"My business has nothing to do with you."
He Xuran looked down on Xiao Huaiyan, a playboy.
He didn't study hard every day and neglected his studies. He only played cricket fighting for fun, and even offended the teacher again and again. He
didn't look like a student at all.
He didn't want to waste time with Xiao Huaiyan, and just looked at Wei Zhao, as if waiting for his response.
Wei Zhao said faintly: "Wait and see."
He Xuran stepped into the threshold and went straight forward.
After entering the school, he sat down at the desk, closed his eyes and rested.
Very sleepy.
Except in the Imperial College. His mother had high requirements for him, and he arranged more homework for him every day.
The ink on the desk that had not dried last night had solidified into ice chips, and the newly cut rice paper today was piled three inches high. After returning home, he had to recite "Tongjian", practice policy essays in the afternoon, and submit thirty rhymes of trial poems before nightfall.
In addition, he had to find time to practice martial arts with his uncle. This was his own request, and the martial arts of the Wei family must not be bad.
This also made the time more and more compact.
Wei Zhao couldn't remember the last time he slept until he woke up naturally.
I still remember that at the beginning, he was so tired that his wrist shaking violently, but he didn't dare to let a drop of ink stain his homework.
"Hey, why didn't the freshman come?"
Xiao Huaiyan asked around as soon as he entered: "Didn't Duke Xian send someone over?"
A classmate replied.
"He's here, and he's with the teacher now."
"I heard that he's five or six years older than us, but he looks thin and short, as if he's suffered a lot. He's not even as tall as you,
Prince Xiao." Xiao Huaiyan raised his eyebrows.
Then he would go over to take a look.
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"Is this the child?"
Yangdu Hou, who was teaching at the Imperial College, looked up and down at Ying Fuyan. Unlike his usual sternness, his tone was inevitably excited at this time.
Ying Fuyan was very thin.
Perhaps he had gone through a lot of hard times, and he had changed a lot from the Prince of Yan in his memory.
But after all, there was a bit of similarity between his eyebrows and eyes.
So before going out, in order to be cautious, Duke Xian specially asked someone to slightly thicken his eyebrows, draw deep lip lines, and sweep a little shadow under his chin. After a disguise, he looked unfamiliar.
Duke Xian asked Ying Fuyan to step forward and show it to Marquis Yangdu.
Although it was in the Imperial College, there were always ears, so one had to be careful when speaking.
Duke Xian said without missing a word: "This is the child of my cousin's uncle from my hometown."
"His parents had an accident a while ago, so my cousin brought his grandson to me."
This was a new identity, and others would not be wrong if they checked.
"You've seen that he is not in good health."
"He has been delayed in studying for the past few years, but I have tested his knowledge, and he has not fallen behind in his early years. He is very smart."
Marquis Yangdu understood this.
Didn't he study in the capital in his early years?
He was a little unconvinced.
But after carefully testing several subjects, Ying Fuyan answered very well.
Marquis Yangdu was happy, thought for a while, and made the decision directly.
He looked at Duke Xian: "Based on our friendship, I will accept this child."
Duke Xian:...
You and the King of Yan are close friends.
Yangdu Hou: "He has fallen behind in his studies over the years, and his progress is not as good as those of the students I teach. Why don't I give him some private lessons?"
Just as Xianguogong was about to nod, he realized that someone was eavesdropping outside the door.
Just as he was on guard, he saw Yangdu Hou striding over.
Yangdu Hou grabbed Xiao Huaiyan's ear.
"Why are you running here instead of reviewing the old and learning the new in the hall? Aren't you afraid that you will be at the bottom of the test later, and your father will be angry again!"
"Hiss!"
"It hurts, it hurts."
Xiao Huaiyan: "Father just beat me, and I've been used to being beaten for years!"
Yangdu Hou: ...
"But I'm not used to it."
He held his breath: "In addition to beating you, your father also puts pressure on me!"
Xiao Huaiyan: ...
The teacher is ... quite innocent.
His father knew that he was pretending, but he still pretended and hurried to chase him to the teacher's house.
——"Marquis Yangdu, I'm not trying to embarrass you, I just feel bad."
——"You taught Guizhi and Huaiyan, why is there such a big gap between them!"
Marquis Yangdu was also helpless. He taught Wei Zhao well, but don't you see who Wei Zhao's father is! With such a father, he does
n't need to teach Wei Zhao much. Marquis Yangdu got a headache when he thought of this: "I'm old, and I can't teach you for a few years. If a new teacher comes to replace you, let's see how he treats you!" Xiao Huaiyan was not afraid at this time. He didn't know the fear of being dominated by Gu Fuju in the future. He just looked at Ying Fuyan provocatively. "You are good at studying?" Ying Fuyan looked back and whispered: "Just so." Xiao Huaiyan sneered. "What are you modest about? Xian Guogong and the teacher said so, which shows that you have some skills." However, it's better than He Xuran who is not modest! Xiao Huaiyan: "Study hard, I have high hopes for you!" Ying Fuyan:... Marquis Yangdu:? ? It's rare to see him speak human language. Xiao Huaiyan said directly: "I think He Xuran, who has been the second in ten thousand years, is very unhappy." "If you can replace him and make him the third, I will protect you in the future." Well... the victim of this incident is still He Xuran. Regardless of age, only He Xuran has caused harm. Ying Fuyan smiled and looked at Xiao Huaiyan calmly. I don't know what happened. He gave Xiao Huaiyan a strange feeling. Although he is a relative of Duke Xian, he is a newcomer and comes from a small place. How can he not be a little nervous? Duke Xian stood up: "Xiao family boy, don't scare him." Xiao Huaiyan: "Does he look scared?" Ying Fuyan: "Scared." Xiao Huaiyan: ? ? ? When preparing for the assessment, Yangdu Hou led Ying Fuyan into the school. He looked around and arranged Ying Fuyan in front of Wei Zhao. Ying Fuyan sat down in his seat and turned to look at Wei Zhao. He even hugged Wei Zhao. In the blink of an eye, he was taller than him. Wei Zhao opened his eyelids and looked back. He knew the man's true identity. Ying Fuyan opened his mouth and said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "If you were a girl, you would have had a childhood sweetheart." At the beginning, the Shunguo Mansion and the Yanwang Mansion were on good terms. Wei Zhao understood his implication and his eyelids twitched. You, right? He had a blank expression. Xiao Huaiyan was far away from the two of them, and he felt very uncomfortable when he saw them whispering. He didn't care that the teacher was handing out the papers, and ran over in a quick step. He was about to order Ying Fuyan not to be so familiar. He is the only good brother of Wei Zhao!!! Wei Zhao raised his eyes: "Where is the medicine?" Xiao Huaiyan:... Yes, after Wei Zhao threw it away, he picked it up again. Xiao Huaiyan was stunned: "You...you are about to do the papers, why are you taking drugs?"
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