Chapter 186 Your Highness, you're bullying Sister Fu'er again!
"Where did you come from, you bastard! How dare you grab my hand!"
Duan Feiyang had dark skin and extremely bright eyes.
"How can someone so young speak so viciously?"
He took a moment to touch the top of his daughter's head.
My daughter has grown taller in just three months.
"Duan...Duan Feiyang?"
Danniang rushed to pick up the two children, but unexpectedly ran into him at the gate of the Imperial College.
The child who fell clutched his foot and cried out, "My leg! Go find someone right now!"
Another young boy broke free from Duan Feiyang's grip and turned to the terrified servant, "What are you all standing there for? Go back and get help!"
Dan Niang finally realized what was happening.
"You watch over those two, I'm going back to find someone!"
They've already started looking for people, so this matter is unlikely to end well.
But Meng Shilan isn't home right now.
"Yes, in the shop!"
Recently, Meng Shilan and Shuang'er have been working long hours every day to support the shop. She even said that Pangxi hardly recognizes her mother anymore.
Dan Niang turned around and hurried back to the shop.
At the Imperial College, the families of the two young boys arrived quickly.
The child who fell was the eldest grandson of Yang, the Minister of Rites.
The other child was the eldest grandson of the Marquis of Xingyang's family, Gao Zhian's son.
When Madam Yang saw that her grandson's foot was swollen, she was so anxious that she burst into tears.
"How could you be injured like this? Who did this?!"
Lady Wu, the heir apparent of the Marquis of Xingyang's mansion, hurriedly checked her son and breathed a sigh of relief upon finding that he was unharmed.
Yang Yutang pointed at Fu'er, "Grandmother, it was she who pushed me!"
Fu'er's innocent little face was full of stubbornness, "If you call me my mother, I'll push you!"
Madam Yang naturally knew that the two youngest girls at the Imperial Academy were from the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
However, neither the Duke of Zhenguo nor his heir is currently in the capital, leaving only Meng Shilan, a woman, in the mansion.
"How could someone so young be so vicious! If my grandson gets hurt, even if your family is a prince, I will still report you to the Emperor!"
Duan Feiyang never expected that a fight between children in the capital could be discussed in the imperial court.
He frowned. "This lady is making a mountain out of a molehill."
"The imperial court is the place where important national affairs and matters concerning the people's livelihood are discussed."
"To bring children's bickering and fighting to the emperor's presence? Is this some kind of private backyard?!"
Madam Yang looked at the man in front of her, who was dressed in shabby clothes but had a righteous and awe-inspiring expression.
He actually said she was making a mountain out of a molehill?!
Just because she complains is petty, does that mean her grandson deserves to be bullied by the Meng family kids?!
"Who...who are you?!"
Duan Feiyang was still unfamiliar with the relationships within the officialdom of the capital.
"Your humble servant is Duan Feiyang, Right Commander of the Jianzhou Navy."
"Jianzhou Navy?" Madam Yang was not familiar with the position of this minor official.
It was only after someone nearby told her that she snorted coldly.
"A mere seventh-rank official dares to flaunt his power in front of this old woman!"
The Minister of Rites is a first-rank official.
Duan Feiyang is only at the seventh rank now. Even if he tries his best to climb higher, he will probably only reach the fourth rank at most in his life.
The wife of the Marquis of Xingyang was unwell; she coughed lightly twice, clutching her handkerchief.
“Madam Yang, we are both in the capital, and we will see each other all the time. Although Lord Meng is not in the capital, he is also an important minister whom His Majesty cares about.”
"Lord Meng left the younger generation in the capital so that he could focus on guarding the city."
"This is indeed a trivial matter and should not be brought before the Emperor."
The Crown Prince's wife was reminding Madam Yang that if things really escalated to the Emperor's presence, both Lord Yang and Young Master Yang would likely be accused of failing to properly discipline their children.
Madam Yang pursed her lips; she had calmed down by now.
She wouldn't gain anything by making a scene before the emperor.
She glanced at the little girl who had bumped into her grandson.
"Your Majesty is busy with many affairs of state and should not be distracted by such a trivial matter."
"It is a fact that this young girl pushed Yutang down the steps; she can no longer stay at the Imperial Academy."
Meng Shilan has not arrived yet.
Madam Yang was determined to force the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy, Lord Wen, to expel the two young girls.
"Lord Wen, as the chief minister of the Imperial Academy, you are responsible for cultivating talents for the court. Are you going to yield to Lord Meng's power and disregard the safety of the students?"
That hat is way too big!
"Tsk tsk tsk!"
Before Lord Wen could speak, a voice came from somewhere.
"The Yang family has a reputation but no substance; they're really like this!"
The voice sounded somewhat familiar.
"who!"
In the middle of the courtyard of the Imperial College, there is a large tree, whose lush canopy has covered the roof of the building on one side.
A figure in sapphire blue walked from the rooftop to the treetop and then to the trunk.
Then I slid down the straight tree trunk.
His movements were incredibly practiced.
Upon seeing this posture, Lord Wen's familiar headache began again.
Xiao Lin walked in with his hands behind his back.
"That old scoundrel Yang Song is good for nothing but tattling."
"It turns out to be a family tradition passed down through generations."
Xiao Lin sat down in the main seat and pushed his teacher, Master Wen, away.
Madam Yang's expression changed, and she rose to greet him.
"This humble woman greets Your Highness the Seventh Prince."
The Crown Prince's wife followed closely behind.
Fu'er quietly tugged at Duan Feiyang, "Greetings, this is His Majesty's younger brother, the Seventh Prince."
Duan Feiyang immediately came over and bowed, "This humble official, Duan Feiyang, Right Commander of the Jianzhou Navy, greets Your Highness the Seventh Prince."
Xiao Lin had seen many slick and cunning officials in the capital, but this was the first time he had met someone as straightforward as Duan Feiyang.
"You're quite something. Get up, all of you."
As he spoke, he pointed to the two little girls.
"Unfortunately, I had the privilege of witnessing the entire event today."
"I only saw two stupid, foolish, and irresponsible little crickets."
"Tsk, just thinking about these two serving as officials in court makes me worry about my brother's empire."
Madam Yang was so frightened that her legs went weak. She had just stood up when she knelt down again with a "plop".
If Xiao Lin's words were to reach His Majesty's ears...
Her grandson's future is completely ruined!
Madam Yang forced an unpleasant smile.
"Seventh Prince, you flatter me. It's just children playing around!"
"Yu Tang provoked him first, so he deserved to be pushed down!"
The change was so rapid.
Duan Feiyang was speechless.
Xiao Lin snorted coldly, "Then get lost!"
"You've delayed my trip to the Meng family for barbecue!"
Xiao Lin now enjoys going to the Imperial College to play with the children whenever he has free time.
He himself didn't want to attend classes, and after such a long battle of wits with him, Professor Wen had given up.
Xiao Lin arrived early today, specifically to wait together to go to the Meng residence for barbecue.
He ate there a few days ago and found it to be much tastier than other places.
He's been thinking about it a lot.
I finally waited for this day, and arrived early, just in time to witness the scene at the Imperial College.
As the group walked back, Meng Shilan rushed over anxiously.
Xiao Lin raised his chin and snorted twice, "If it weren't for me, these two little brats would have been expelled from the Imperial Academy."
"I deserve credit for this. If you don't enjoy a few more meals of barbecue, it would be a disservice to my efforts."
When it comes to boasting, no one can beat Xiao Lin.
Meng Shilan chuckled, "Alright, we definitely need to have a few more meals!"
They returned to the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion.
Only then did Dan Niang have a chance to speak with Duan Feiyang.
"You... how did you get here?"
Duan Feiyang looked at his wife and smiled wryly, "You're right about everything."
He was wrong, terribly wrong.
“When we were in Chuzhou, you didn’t wake me up with your scolding.”
"I only understood after I took a hard fall."
After Dan Niang left, he received thirty taels of salary over three months, all of which went into Granny Duan's hands, leaving him with nothing.
In the past, when Danniang was alive, she could save at least eight taels of silver!
Now he not only has no money left, but Granny Duan also wants him dead.
Danniang looked at her husband, who had become noticeably thinner, sighed softly, and then reached out to hug him.
"Isn't he still alive?"
Duan Feiyang held his wife in his arms, the familiar scent of her hair filling his nostrils.
Only now did I manage to get teary-eyed.
Dan Niang patted him on the back, "You have a wife and daughters, you've been promoted, and you've even gotten out of that quagmire. This is a great joy!"
Duan Feiyang nodded, then looked up.
"Danniang, come with me to Jianzhou."
Dan Niang hesitated for a moment, "Miss Meng has helped us so much. Pang Xi is still young, and she only trusts me to take care of the child."
"Don't be fooled by the current abundance of flowers and the many people in the mansion; she only trusts me and Shuang'er."
Duan Feiyang has witnessed it today: even the smallest matter can escalate to the imperial court.
If it falls into the wrong hands, even ten mouths wouldn't be enough to handle it.
"Too."
Duan Feiyang nodded, "Anyway, Pangxi is almost a year and a half old now, so a little more time won't make a difference."
"From now on, I can come directly to Beijing on my days off!"
"Father! Come quick!"
Xuan'er was the happiest today; she ran over holding a freshly grilled meat skewer.
"Father, eat!"
Duan Feiyang picked up his daughter in one go, "Okay! Daddy eats!"
The grand and spacious courtyard is much more beautiful than the small courtyard in Dingxian County.
But just as well, bursts of joyful laughter followed one after another.
Xiao Lin sat in the middle. He loved grilled yellow croaker the most. He kept an eye on Fu'er while trying to snatch it.
Fu'er was so angry that she jumped up and down.
"You've already eaten three!"
Taking advantage of his long arms, Xiao Lin took the first bite.
"Zhou Jiafu, you mustn't be ungrateful! Without me, could you have come back!"
Xuan'er: "Your Highness, you're bullying Sister Fu'er again."
Meng Shilan: "There's more, there's more, don't rush, don't rush."
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