Zhao Letong was eventually discovered by his father and son, who checked the students' handwriting one by one, holding a ruler and hitting anyone who wrote poorly.
Zhao Letong hadn't even prepared pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, so he couldn't hide it, and soon he and the teacher were staring at each other.
She was wearing a pink dress, with two buns on her hair and two pink pearl flowers on her head. She was very cute, with big, innocent eyes. But she didn't know what to say to the teacher.
Although Zhao Letong is not a socially anxious person and is used to being alone in the world of cultivation, he is not a social bully and is not used to dealing with people, so he looks a little slow.
Everyone thought that she had not fully recovered from her previous illness, so no one took it seriously.
"Whose child are you?"
Zhao Youning said, "Master, this is my aunt. They say she is a monster, but I don't agree. Let them see that she is not a monster, but the cutest child."
"Oh, it turns out to be the young lady of the Zhao family. You are all well-educated and sensible people. How could you spread false accusations?
The sage said that scholars should not talk about strange and supernatural things, and should not spread rumors. It is not the behavior of a gentleman to talk nonsense without seeking verification.
If the Master finds out who among you is spreading rumors, he will punish you harshly."
“The students know.”
The children were still very obedient, and some of them were quite ashamed because they shouldn't have said that about their aunt.
Zhao Letong saw that the gentleman was quite upright, indeed a good person. He exuded a clear aura, the literary aura of profound learning, and the demeanor of a great scholar. He said crisply, "Sir, you are an upright person. I am fortunate to be your student. Tongtong wishes you a long-lasting literary aura and a lasting reputation."
The gentleman was shocked. He was already at this age. If he had achieved something, he would definitely not waste his life in a small clan school.
Having failed the imperial examinations many times, he had long lost hope and had not even planned to take the provincial examination this time.
After Zhao Letong said this, hope inexplicably surged in his heart. Maybe it would work this time?
"From now on, you should come to the clan school for enlightenment every day."
Zhao Youning was ecstatic, but Zhao Letong was stunned. She didn't want to come to study.
After the class, the teacher immediately went to register for the provincial examination. He registered at the last minute and was ridiculed by his former colleagues. However, this time he was very calm and did not argue with them. He responded calmly and felt that he had been elevated.
The master's surname is Zhu, and his full name is Zhu Zhengrao. He is in his early forties this year, but because he is not successful, he looks like he is in his fifties.
No one took this little thing seriously. Zhao Letong only attended classes at the clan school and was unable to dispel the rumors.
Zhao Biao was also very angry. Who could be so vicious to spread rumors about a child? There was no big court meeting the next day, so he simply took her to the Ministry of War to shut up those vicious mouths. How could his lovely daughter be a monster?
Zhao Letong went to the Ministry of War again, and was scrutinized by the old generals. They called out to him one by one. He was cute and polite, so how could he be a monster?
Only Zhang Zhao seemed to be lost in thought, as if he was unlucky every time he met this girl. He did not believe the rumors and just wanted to bring bad luck to Zhao Biao.
Zhao Letong is his sweetheart. He feels sad when something happens to Zhao Letong, but he is happy too.
Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Letong called out sweetly, "Uncle-in-law."
Zhang Zhao: “…”
His expression changed, he wanted to get angry but couldn't think of a reason. This kid is really vicious.
Zhao Biao and others laughed out loud. There was nothing wrong with the child's cry. He married Zou Jinglan, so isn't he Letong's uncle-in-law?
Zhao Letong tilted his head. Why are you unhappy?
"Oh, I wish my uncle and aunt a long and happy life together, and may they have a baby soon."
"Ha ha……"
This time he laughed even louder, "Old Zhang, I hope you'll have a baby soon. There's nothing wrong with what the child said."
The key point is that at such an old age, it would be fun if they could really have a child.
Zhao Letong curled his lips secretly, what a bunch of old guys with vulgar tastes.
"I'm hungry, Daddy."
"Let's go get some snacks."
Zhao Letong brought a package containing various snacks and delicacies. Although he preferred braised pork elbow and braised beef, it was not a good idea to eat these in the yamen, so he had to settle for snacks.
The snacks were made with goat's milk, sugar, bean powder and other chopped dried fruits. They were sweet and delicious, and Zhao Letong was very satisfied after eating them.
"Give me a piece of your dessert."
A child's bossy voice came from behind. Zhao Letong turned around and saw a boy about five years old. He was as thin as a stick, with gloomy eyes and a pale face. He looked creepy.
"Who are you?"
"Who cares? Eating your snacks is a sign of respect for you. Give it to me."
Zhao Letong looked around. The adults were discussing matters in the front, leaving only her and the boy. He was probably the child of an old general. Without an adult present, she would not be polite.
"You have no manners and need to be punished. If your parents don't care, I will take care of it."
Zhao Letong stood up. He was almost as tall as him, so he couldn't hit him in the face. He turned his eyes and pressed his neck directly, pushing him to the ground. He pressed his chest tightly and said, "You big cunt, you stole my snacks. Shame on you."
"Let go. Do you know who my grandfather is?"
"I only know that now that you are my grandson, I might forgive you if I am happy."
Zhao Letong pressed his stomach again, and the boy got up because of anger, his face turned red.
Suddenly, his eyes became terrified, he held his breath, dared not speak, and also winked at Zhao Letong, telling him not to move.
Zhao Letong felt something unusual around him, and saw a woman with a pale face, a wet body, and hair covering her face, walking towards him tremblingly.
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