Chapter 1309

Looking east and West in the street, the time has passed.

When Luo qingluan arrived at the Tianxing hall, it was almost time to go to school.

Before we reached the door, we could see more than ten carriages and sedan chairs parked nearby. Dozens of servants blocked the door. If it weren't for the spacious and flat street at the gate of Tianxing hall, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to squeeze people in.

Almost every time I came to accept LAN Changyi, it was this scene.

Occasionally Luo qingluan came to pick up, and occasionally Liang Yuyan came to pick up. Today, Liang Yuyan and Chen Hu were busy. The task of picking up their son naturally fell on Luo qingluan.

Look at the sky. It's already off school, but as usual, the great Confucianism still has to tell the young CHILDES and young ladies some homework and advice. It's estimated that it will take another quarter of an hour until Nalan Changyi comes out. Luo qingluan was not in a hurry and reluctantly found an empty seat to wait.

"Hum, what are you doing?" Suddenly, there was a disdainful voice nearby.

Luo qingluan looked at the situation and saw a girl in pink in front of the carriage he was standing. She looked eighteen or nine years old and looked beautiful, but her gloomy face destroyed her beauty. It was six points beautiful, and there were only three points left.

The girl obviously came to pick up her little master. She didn't seem to be alone. It is estimated that there are still people sitting in the carriage. Whispered a few words to the noble man in the carriage. The girl looked at Luo qingluan and stared at him fiercely.

"That is to say, what are you doing so close? You're not a good man at first sight. You're not far away!"

She yelled at Luo qingluan. The girl came up with her waist in and stared at Luo qingluan from head to foot, as if she were a legendary human trafficker who wanted to take the opportunity to abduct and sell her little master.

If you had changed the past, according to Luo qingluan's temper, I'm afraid you would have taught this man a lesson.

But after so many things, she became more calm and more tolerant than before. Seeing the arrogant girl in front of her, Luo qingluan didn't care. With a faint smile, she left the gorgeous carriage and stood under the eaves of the Tianxing hall.

Seeing her wit, the girl finally said nothing and returned to the carriage.

But for a moment, a clear bell rang from the sky star Pavilion.

Ding Ding

"Next school!" Someone shouted. Suddenly, dozens of girls were coaxed and crowded towards the door. One by one, they looked forward to it and shouted at the little master and young lady. There was a mess at the door of the Tianxing hall.

"Cough!" An old man in sackcloth with gray hair came out with a copper bell, shook it fiercely, stared and said, "get out of the way, get out of the way, look at you one by one! Squeeze again, don't come in the future!"

They immediately kept silent and soon calmed down. They were afraid that it was their responsibility to expel their little master from Tianxing hall. That would be bad.

A moment later, boys and girls dressed in pink and jade came out. Some were four or five years old and some were seven or eight years old. They were basically dressed in silk. At first glance, they were the children of rich families.

The children were supposed to be alive and kicking, but they stood in line and came out one by one without anyone jumping in the line. Even if I saw the family waiting at the door and wanted to jump on it, I still endured it.

Some of them were so flustered that their eyes were full of tears, but they hurriedly used their sleeves

Wipe it off. It doesn't flow down.

At this moment, several middle-aged ladies who got out of the carriage and looked forward to it at the door were very distressed. They shouted "sweetheart baby" in their mouth. If they didn't see the old man in sackcloth with a copper bell, they would be afraid to rush in.

In such a situation, Luo qingluan would see it every time she came to pick up her son, and felt speechless.

If you really love your children and don't want them to suffer, just keep them at home. Why send them to the highly disciplined Tianxing hall? Fortunately, Nalan Changyi has never been like this. She was very clever on the first day of school and asked her to go back early. After school, she went home by herself. How can she be as delicate as these young masters and young ladies?

Finally, the rules of the Tianxing hall were put there. After a group of children walked out of the door, the servants and girls of each family received their little master and began their daily inquiry as usual.

"Young master, how are you today? Are you full? Are you hurt or knocked? The master and wife are waiting at home..."

"I want to eat sweet scented osmanthus cake! The food in the school is terrible."

"My son, show me quickly. Oh, why are you crying... What, sir? You can't carry a book? It's hateful. My son is so small. How can you do it! Stop crying and I'll decide for you..."

"Mom, I don't want to read. Sir, it's terrible. Wow..."

"You're late again today? What did dad say? He told you to study hard. You didn't even bring your book. You were punished by your husband to stand? Go back and teach you a lesson!"

All kinds of voices came from her ears, reprimanding, distressing, caring, crying... The sound came to her ears, and Luo qingluan felt more and more like returning to her previous life. Standing on the side of the gate of Tianxing hall, she waited with full expectation, looking for the familiar little man in the crowd.

Nalan Changyi usually doesn't rush to the front after school. Luo qingluan is not in a hurry and waits patiently.

Just then, a blue figure flashed in front of her, and her eyes lit up.

"Changyi!"

"Mother!" Nalan Changyi came towards her with a cloth schoolbag slung across her shoulder.

Open his arms, Luo qingluan held his son in his arms and gently held his soft long hair: "son, my mother has come to pick you up." Although only half a day has passed, she still misses her son so much.

The feeling of holding in your arms is like having the world.

"Are you Nalan Changyi's mother?"

Suddenly, a dignified voice sounded nearby, interrupting the intimate time of Luo qingluan's mother and son.

Luo qingluan loosened his son and turned his head. He saw an old man with gray hair and wrinkled beard standing in front of him, with a serious face and a little anger, as if he was very unhappy.

"It's Mr. Wu. Hello, what can I do for you?" Wu Deyi and Luo qingluan slowed down their tone and showed their due respect.

Wu Deyi is also one of the great scholars invited from the northern county government. It is said that he is an official of the Imperial Academy. Although he was not admitted to the first prize at the beginning, he is also a second-class scholar. Since then, he has been working in the Imperial Academy, wrote two books and served as a marking officer for a certain period of imperial examination.

Luo qingluan was very polite to such a scholar with real talent and learning and a son.

Unexpectedly, Wu Deyi still kept a straight face and snorted coldly: "you came just in time. Today, Nalan Changyi, your family, was presumptuous in the school and bullied the students

I didn't say it, but I contradicted Mr. Zhang. You mother, take him back and discipline him well. If you can't teach well, you won't have to come in the future! "

This remark was too serious. Luo qingluan was surprised.

Changyi is usually obedient. How can he make trouble in the school and contradict Mr. Zhang?

Luo qingluan hurriedly pulled over his son. Just wanted to ask him what was going on, he heard Changyi retort: "Mom, I didn't."

"Haven't you said yet?" Wu Deyi, who was on one side, was furious: "do you want me to find someone to prove it? You child, lying in public and not listening to discipline, is really lawless and unreasonable!"

Originally, when I was off school, there were many people around to pick up the children. Now, as soon as I saw that it was over, countless people stood by and watched the excitement. Others deliberately flattered Wu Deyi: "Oh, it's Wu Daru. Don't be angry and be careful."

"Some children don't listen to discipline. They are spoiled by their family and are lawless when they arrive at school. For such people, the upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked. Why should Wu Daru be angry and simply fire such people, so as not to break a pot of soup with a mouse excrement."

"It's you, madam, I'll tell you!"

A girl is chirping and has a loud voice. Fried Luo qingluan can't. She turned her head and saw that it was the girl who had been guarding against her like a thief before. She would also recognize her.

A rather plump lady came down from the carriage with a soft and cute little girl in her hand, about four or five years old. The girl's dripping black eyes look lovely, but there is too much meat on her face. She is too fat. Her bloated body makes her walk slowly, a little less flexible and lively.

"Madam, look, it's her."

The girl pointed to Luo qingluan and muttered with disgust on her face: "her son is also studying here. No wonder she came here. I think she broke her head at the beginning. However, she offended her husband and bullied her classmates. It seems that she is ill bred. Our young lady can't be led astray by this boy."

As soon as the lady heard this, she immediately said to the little girl beside her: "chun'er, do you hear me? Don't play for this man."

Luo qingluan has nothing to say about her gossip, but she can't hear people talking about her son. But when she was about to say something, before she could open her mouth, she heard the little girl beside the lady cry happily: "Hey, mom, it's Changyi's brother!"

Then she waved to Nalan Changyi: "brother Changyi, it's me! I'm chun'er!"

Even if Luo qingluan saw her for the first time, she could see the little girl's favor for her son.

Nalan Changyi turned to look at the little girl, nodded at her and didn't speak.

But even so, the little girl's face turned red with excitement. If the noble woman hadn't held her tightly, she might have run over.

Did your son already have a little fan sister in school?

For a moment, Luo qingluan almost forgot Wu Deyi. When she reacted, she saw that the old man was not angry. She looked as if someone owed him millions of liang of silver.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Wu. Changyi is always sensible at home. How can he bully children and contradict Mr. Wu?" Luo qingluan coughed and said, "I don't know what he did. If it's really his fault, I'll discipline him strictly."