Chapter 8 Night Practice (2)
But such a pure white color lacked some filth. Her face was calm, but in her heart she wanted to make this person dirty in order to feel happy.
"That's all for today's answers."
A cold voice was heard from above the piano hall. Qu Hanjin stood up straight, stood tall, and spoke sternly to the students below.
His deep eyes swept across the women, but didn't linger on any of them. He spoke coldly, his tone revealing deep dissatisfaction: "Most of my students are eager to learn and are dedicated to studying. This is gratifying for me. However, some students have fallen behind in class and have shown no interest in improving their skills. I need to think more about this."
"If one day you are really kicked out of the Music Bureau by Qu, don't blame me for not giving you enough face."
After saying this, Qu Hanjin suddenly flicked his sleeves, his expression slightly solemn, and then he stepped back and left, leaving the piano hall in silence.
It is obvious who the gentleman is angry about.
Chu Qingluo felt a chill down her spine, feeling strangely as if she was being watched by the girls. She looked up and met the gazes of many people watching.
Meng Ying'er was also startled by her husband's sudden change of mood. After thinking for a long time, she saw that the girl next to her was very embarrassed, so she pretended to look back at him fiercely.
"Master seems to be in a bad mood..." After thinking for a while, Meng girl murmured softly, not knowing how to comfort him. "A few days ago, Master didn't leave like he did tonight..."
"Perhaps the teacher was angry because I didn't ask for advice." She replied calmly and continued to turn the pages of the book. She felt more and more that she couldn't understand the man's temper. He was angry for no reason, and why.
"I'll repent and blame myself when I go to make up for my lessons tomorrow morning."
She had never seen the teacher so angry before. Mu Wanxian, who was sitting in a corner, sneered. The lessons these past few days had been really boring, but now something interesting had happened: "If I were to be so disliked by the teacher, I would definitely not be able to stay in the Music Bureau!"
Song Yan's sarcasm was even worse. She chuckled undisguisedly, her eyes full of contempt. "Thank goodness the Chu family has no power or influence, no reputation to speak of. Otherwise, we would have been humiliated and embarrassed."
"I was finally released from confinement, but now I've offended the master..." The one who spoke these words arrogantly was Xu Anyao, the eldest daughter of the Xu family. She straightened her body with a superior air and said rudely, "This Miss Chu has offended the master, and so has the Ministry of Music."
"Miss Xu, don't worry about her. She's just a naughty student who has displeased Mr. Cheng Ri. It's only a matter of time before she's kicked out of the mansion."
Upon hearing what the young lady from the Xu family said, Mu Wanxian hurriedly agreed and flattered her with a smile.
The noise in the hall was so intense that it was hard to remain calm. Even if she could endure it, the maid sitting beside her could not.
Meng Ying'er threw down her ink brush and replied coldly, "Qingluo has only been meditating for two days. Why do you have to say such harsh words?"
The arrogance in his words remained undiminished. Xu Anyao snorted and cursed, "Birds of a feather flock together. I think you are just like Chu Qingluo, a lowly embryo..."
"Try saying that again!"
After hearing this, Meng Ying'er stood up angrily and raised her sleeve to point at Ao Ying, her heart filled with anger: "Just because you have a prominent family background, you can look down on others and act so arrogantly?"
The loud shout was particularly resounding, resonating instantly and causing the nanny outside the hall to follow the sound and come in. She glared at the troublemaker girl and immediately became furious.
"The master has just left, why are you quarreling?" The girls recruited into the Music Bureau this year are all very troublesome. The nanny calmed down and then said angrily.
"If you return and see this, you will be in trouble!"
Meng Ying'er refused to admit her fault. She pointed at the daughter of the Xu family and quickly shifted the blame to someone else: "Madam, they were the ones who started the trouble first. Qingluo and I are innocent!"
"A lowly servant is a lowly servant, yet she still tries to clear herself of all charges..." Seeing the scene sneer, Xu Anyao slowly stood up and sternly replied, "It takes two to tango. If you want to punish me, punish me together!"
The situation before her seemed hopelessly out of control. Mammy was torn between a rock and a hard place. She wanted to inform the master, who would make the final decision. "Everyone, please be at ease. I will inform the master. He will make the final decision on the commotion in the hall today!"
The nanny stepped back and left, and the elegant hall became as quiet as before. No girl made the matter worse, and everyone stayed away.
Meng Ying'er openly quarreled with the eldest daughter of the Xu family, and the feud was completely established.
Chu Qingluo was flipping through the book in silence. Mr. Xinjue might get sick from anger after hearing the nanny's report.
But these people who curry favor with the powerful are indeed disgusting, and she had no intention of keeping things quiet. If Meng Ying'er had not stood up, she would have made sure that those who caused the trouble would get what they deserved.
After that, the girl didn't say a word. She buried her head in writing with ink, her brows furrowed, as if she was trying hard to suppress the anger in her heart.
She stopped talking. She had never comforted anyone in her life, so she decided not to make things worse.
After the night lessons were over, the disciples in the hall walked back to the pavilion in groups, and only a few people were left in the hall.
Meng Ying'er sighed in frustration, her previous arrogance seemingly completely fading. After a long moment, she said regretfully, "I seem to have... gotten into trouble again."
Her eyes followed the daughter of the Xu family as she walked into the twilight. Chu Qingluo raised her lips lightly, a trace of indifference flowing through her phoenix eyes: "If you don't say something back, I will stand up and say something back."
"So Qingluo, you also have this energy..."
The girl was stunned for a moment. She had never expected that this woman, who looked dignified and gentle, could actually have a fierce side. "If I had known this, I would have made you say some ugly words to me!"
Chu Qingluo gently lowered her gaze, smiled sweetly, and neatly stacked the volumes on the desk: "Those filthy words cannot be tolerated, so of course I must speak back."
Not only do we have to fight back, but we also have to make them pay a higher price.
Everything she has experienced in this life is so painful that she wants to die. One day, she will make all the ugly people in the world suffer so much that her hatred will be slightly relieved.
"It's getting late. I'll go back to the dormitory and rest first. You should go to bed early too." The commotion just now made Meng Ying'er uneasy. Her eyes were filled with confusion. Fatigue crept up on her, and worry dyed her brows. She wanted to go ahead alone.
She did not stop her, but nodded slowly, saying that there was no need to worry about it, and let the maid walk away slowly.
After the books were put away, there were only a few people left in the elegant hall. Chu Qingluo was arranging the chairs and stools in an orderly manner when she suddenly heard a man talking respectfully.
The words were clear and the man was talking to her.
"Miss Chu, there's no need to worry about what others say. Mr. Chu is unhappy today, but perhaps it has nothing to do with you."
She turned around when she heard the words, and a light purple brocade robe came into her eyes.
She remembered this person. He was the new top scholar Sheng Youzhang, who had just entered the school yesterday.
She had been too far away in the pavilion before, and had only glanced at him briefly, but she had felt that Mr. Sheng was quite gentle and refined. Now, looking at him up close, she felt that he had a distinguished look, was well-dressed, and had a handsome appearance.
After pondering for a moment, she saw the young man in front of her bow and greet her. She smiled and returned the greeting: "Young Master Sheng is not only knowledgeable and talented, but also has such a broad mind."
"If you don't dare ask the gentleman, and you're truly confused, you can ask me." Sheng Youzhang seemed to strongly disapprove of gossiping and disliked people who stirred up trouble, so he treated her with an unwarranted sympathy. "I will tell you everything I know."
"How dare I accept this..." Chu Qingluo seemed flattered by this situation. She frowned and lowered her eyes. When she thought that Master Sheng would soon serve as an official in the court, she thought she could get to know him.
After all, the road ahead is bumpy, and one more person to help means one more hope.
The young man raised his eyebrows slightly, hugged the scroll in his arms tightly, and a flash of loneliness flashed in his eyes: "Knowledge is not divided by status. I still want to find someone to discuss knowledge with, but it's hard to find someone who can meet you. I've been lonely for a long time and I've become accustomed to loneliness."
"If Miss Chu is willing, I will wait for you in the stone pavilion after the hall tomorrow." It was really abrupt to invite her like this when they just met. Sheng Youzhang took two steps back and hurriedly added another sentence.
"It doesn't matter if the girl doesn't come. If I can't wait for anyone, I will leave on my own."
The young man in front of me has been alone for many years, so he must be looking for a like-minded girl to enjoy the flowers and the moon together and talk about music theory.
"Thank you for the invitation, sir."
She was not a person who liked to be under the moon and flowers, but this man was going to be an official in the court, so it was no problem for her to accept the invitation. Chu Qingluo bowed elegantly and walked out of the piano hall calmly.
Back in the private room, the bright moon hangs high in the sky like a mirror, and the shadows of flowers sway in the twilight. This moonlit night is most suitable for enjoying with others.
The night wind happened to blow over a few pages of the book on the desk. Chu Qingluo looked at it coldly and suddenly remembered that the copied book had not been shown to the teacher yet.
Mr. Qu asked her questions during the day, but he seemed dissatisfied with her answer. He didn't even look at the paper she was punished to write. Perhaps he really forgot about it.
She leisurely sorted out her books in the moonlight, slept for a few more hours, and at dawn the next day, she would go to the side hall and wait respectfully for her teacher.
The morning light was dim and the cold dew was biting, but the servant was already standing respectfully in front of the hall.
Look at this bright and beautiful girl approaching, stepping aside without saying a word, as if she has been instructed by the master to enter the elegant room.
She nodded slightly, surprised that her husband got up so early. This made her seem a little lazy.
Chu Qingluo walked in and saw the figure as cold as the snow sitting leisurely at the desk. His carefree and relaxed posture was less stern than in class.
His casual clothes added to his elegance. A white jade hairpin was pinned to his crown, and he exuded an elegance and joy that was not seen in ordinary young men.
"Sir." She stood by the door, not taking a step for a long time, and called softly with her head down.
"sit."
After saying just one word, Qu Hanjin didn't raise his eyes. He looked down at the teacup on the table with a very distant look and poured tea calmly.
Glancing to the side, I saw an elegant desk placed in a corner of the room, as if it was prepared for guests, and the desk was also spotless.
She took her seat cautiously, and when she saw that the gentleman ignored her, she asked softly.
"I thought about it all night yesterday, but I still don't know what I did wrong. I hope you can tell me."
The long finger suspended in the air paused slightly, and then he raised his eyes, thought for a while, and replied lightly: "You have already explained the fault."
"Then what did the master say..." Chu Qingluo couldn't help but think of the master's majestic look without even getting angry. She realized that she had been fooled and suddenly frowned.
"The teacher is teasing the students in public..."
His eyes softened slightly, and the young master remained silent. Suddenly, he replied, "I just made up an excuse so that you can legitimately make up for the missed classes. You don't need to worry."
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