Chapter 108: Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road
As Yan Wenkai and Yan Wentao talked one after another about what they had encountered in the academy, Daohua felt a little complicated.
When they realized that they couldn't even see Xiao Yeyang, they deeply realized the strict hierarchy in ancient times, and also realized that to Xiao Yeyang, the Yan family was really nothing.
"Sister, please don't tell grandma and the others about these things. My eldest brother said that this is a test for us, so don't let your family worry about it." After saying that, Yan Wenkai gave a reminder.
Yan Wentao also nodded: "It's not a big deal, actually. We can handle it."
Daohua was silent and nodded.
Fortunately, she had previously secretly told Madam Li to tell her adoptive father not to have too high expectations of Xiao Yeyang. But at this moment, hearing that Xiao Yeyang had not even met his three brothers once in the academy, she felt a little lost in her heart.
People are like this. When things don't happen to them, they can always make their statements sound righteous and reasonable. But when it really happens to them, they may be even more pretentious and twisted than others.
Before this, she thought that Xiao Yeyang should treat her and the Yan family differently, but reality told her that she was overthinking.
She could understand why her cheap father was not invited by the Governor. After all, although he was of noble status, he was not in the officialdom, and official affairs were not under his control.
But even though they were in the same academy, he didn't take special care of his three brothers and didn't even summon them once. It was obvious that he really didn't care about them.
Why.
Not only can her cheap dad not have too many expectations, but she can't either!
Afterwards, Daohua and the other two took the wine and quickly returned to the old lady's yard.
In the room, although Yan Wenxiu concealed it well, Yan Zhigao, who had been an official for many years, could not help but see what his eldest son had not said. Thinking of the gossip he heard in the provincial government office, his expression became a little gloomy.
"The young prince doesn't care about the Yan family at all. Otherwise, why didn't the governor invite Lord Yan to the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet this time?"
"Isn't it? I heard that the governor of Fanzhou next door has been invited."
"Then why did the young prince stay at the Yan family before?"
"Who knows? Maybe the young prince just wants to have some fun, or maybe it's something new and exciting."
Thinking of these whispers, Yan Zhigao smiled bitterly.
It really woke me up!
First, he stayed overnight, and then his eldest son and his two sons got places in Wangyue Academy. He naively thought that the young prince had a close relationship with their family.
It’s a pity that the slap in the face came so quickly.
He overestimated the importance of their family in the little prince's heart!
He has really lost his self-awareness!
Yan Zhigao looked at his eldest son and said, "Studying is not just about knowledge from books, but also about how to behave in society and cultivate interpersonal relationships. The academy is a small society where all kinds of people live. You need to think more, observe more, and master the principles of getting along with others."
"No matter where a person goes, as long as he has real skills, he will have a place to stand. Help from outsiders is ultimately short-lived."
Yan Wenxiu understood the meaning and immediately stood up and saluted: "Thank you for your teachings, father. I will take note of it."
On the side, Yan Zhiyuan looked at the two of them, his expression changed, and then the corners of his mouth curled up.
It seems that his three nephews don’t have such a good life in the academy!
In an instant, the resentment in his heart that his son could not go to Cheng Academy faded away.
Mrs. Li prepared an exceptionally sumptuous dinner for this year's Mid-Autumn Festival, and with the addition of wine, the whole family enjoyed the meal to their heart's content.
After staying at home for two days, the two Yan brothers returned to the academy.
"Brother, are you guys having a holiday for Double Ninth Festival?"
Before leaving, Daohua asked her three brothers.
Yan Wenxiu nodded and said, "Yes, but it's only one day off. We probably won't be able to make it back in time." The distance between the academy and Xingzhou City is not short, and a round trip will take most of the day.
Rice Flower: "What a pity! All the chrysanthemums I transplanted in the farm have survived. I was thinking that if you came back one day, I would treat you to a chrysanthemum feast."
Old Lady Yan: "If you don't want to come back, then don't come back. Your chrysanthemums are planted in pots and can't be seen all the time. The three of them are coming back from the academy, and the journey is not short. I'm too lazy to bother."
Daohua smiled and nodded: "That's fine. If I can't see the chrysanthemums, I can still drink chrysanthemum wine when I come back later."
Speaking of wine, Yan Wenkai immediately jumped out: "Big sister, please bring me two jars of your wine."
Daohua refused directly: "No, you are studying, how can you drink?"
Yan Wenkai: "I don't want to drink it." Then he leaned over to Daohua's ear and whispered, "I'll give it to the instructor who teaches us martial arts. He likes it."
Daohua hesitated and looked at Yan Wentao.
Yan Wentao nodded. The martial arts instructor who taught them did like to drink.
Daohua finally agreed, but she still reminded him, "Fourth brother, you are still young, you can't drink outside. If you really want to drink, I will give it to you when you go home during the next holiday."
Yan Wenkai rolled his eyes: "Big sister, you seem to be younger than me!" It's funny for a younger sister to say that her brother is younger!
Daohua was too lazy to talk to him and looked directly at Yan Wentao: "Third brother, please keep an eye on fourth brother."
Yan Wentao: "Don't worry, I will!"
Wangyue Academy was built on Wuhua Mountain, the most famous mountain in Zhongzhou Province, and the Grand Canal passes at the foot of the mountain.
Huayang Prefecture City, the richest and most prosperous prefecture city in Zhongzhou Province after the provincial capital, is built at the foot of Wuhua Mountain.
Students from Wangyue Academy can often be seen in the city.
"Fourth brother, are you sure you want to give Coach Fang some wine?"
On the street, Yan Wenkai was carrying two jars of wine and pulling Yan Wentao around. He looked like he was looking for something.
Yan Wenkai: "Of course. Because of that grandson of Dong Xiangrong, the instructors at the academy have been ignoring us, both openly and covertly. Only Instructor Fang has given us some pointers, so I have to find a way to curry favor with him. No, to repay him."
Yan Wentao shook his head, disapproving: "The academy has a clear rule that teachers are not allowed to accept bribes."
Yan Wenkai interrupted, "Hey, Third Brother, we didn't give any money or paintings or anything like that. It was just two jars of homemade wine. How can that be considered a bribe?"
"Although the academy forbids teachers from accepting bribes, it doesn't completely forbid students from showing filial piety. Look at the other students in the academy, those whose families are worse off than ours, don't they also give the teacher little gifts from time to time?"
"Trust me, it's okay!"
Yan Wentao thought about it and felt that what Yan Wenkai said made sense, so he stopped talking and helped Yan Wenkai find things.
"Oh, this elder sister is also the same. Such good wine doesn't even come in a nice wine jar. I have to buy a new wine jar before giving it away!"
Yan Wenkai was a little anxious because he hadn't found a suitable wine jar after such a long time.
Although he thought it was okay to give the coach two jars of wine, he didn't want to do it in front of everyone. He had to give it quietly before the students returned to the academy.
Yan Wentao spoke a fair word on Daohua's behalf: "Isn't it because you needed it last-minute and didn't have time to change it?"
Yan Wenkai smacked his lips. He was just saying it. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he pointed at a ceramics shop up ahead and shouted, "That shop sells empty wine jars. Let's go there."
However, as luck would have it, when the two were about to step into the store, a man suddenly walked out from the side and knocked the wine jar in Yan Wenkai's hand to the ground.
“Bang!”
The sound of the wine jar breaking and the bright red wine liquid severely stimulated Yan Wenkai's eyes.
"Dong Xiangrong, you bastard, give me back my wine!"
(End of this chapter)
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