Chapter 242： Qianjia made a fuss

Chapter 242 Qianjia made a big statement

"Miss Xiang, when Xiu Mu and I went back the day before yesterday, I went to the Prime Minister's Mansion to have a look. Although the plaque was replaced with a new one, the threshold has not been replaced, hahaha..."

"And the gatekeeper is still holding gauze on his head and arm, hahaha."

"Moreover, I heard that your bodyguards are very strong in martial arts. Can you teach my bodyguards in the future..."

Qian Zhuye sat down and spat out words from his small mouth.

Ye Qianning pressed her forehead: "You can't speak when you eat."

"Didn't you just finish what you said? I saw it all."

Ye Qianning: "..."

It's definitely an authentic chatterbox that even the disciples can't control.

Qian Fanji is such a quiet person, why is there such a big talk in the house?

"Miss Xiang, are you still in the same class as us when you go to the Academy? Let me tell you, our Prime Minister Gao's son is also in our class." Qian Zhuye reminded.

"Oh? That?" Ye Qianning heard something interesting.

Qian Zhuye turned his head and glanced around behind him, then pointed with his little finger: "Well, that kid in the second row is Gao Qi."

Ye Qianning also looked over, and saw that Prime Minister Gao had a son of old age, and he loved this son very much. At this time, Gao Qi had finished his meal, stood up with the tray, and went to the place where the dinner plates were placed.

Twelve years old, he looks like a very talented person, and this is him...

"So short?"

Are there weights added to the food in the academy? Why does it feel like there is no big guy in the class?

"Shh, don't say you're short in front of him. Everything else is fine. But if you say you're short, he'll get angry." Qian Zhuye warned in a low voice.

Ye Qianning stared at the back of the villain. He was twelve years old and seven or eight years old. He felt that he walked a little strangely, and his neck was also very short and somewhat unsound.

"I heard yesterday that Gao Qi was asking about you."

"Prying about me? You want revenge."

"No, he asked the Eighth Prince about when you would come to the academy. He also asked the Eighth Prince about your appearance." Qian Zhuye said and looked at Sang Zhi: "Isn't that right, Eighth Prince."

"Asking about my appearance?" Ye Qianning was confused. Shouldn't she have screamed "beat her" when she beat his parents? What's the point of asking her about her appearance?

Sang Zhi's face darkened: "As a disciple, you are not allowed to criticize others." "Anyway, Master didn't see it, so tell me..."

"cough!"

Before Qian Zhuye finished speaking, Master Zhang had already stood at their table.

"If you violate the disciple rules, each person will copy it ten times and hand it to me before get out of class ends."

Sang Zhi stood up: "Yes, Master."

A typical good student.

"Ah? Ten times? How can I finish copying when I only have such a long lunch break?" Qian Zhuye frowned.

"If you can't finish copying, you'll copy after class. If you don't finish copying today, you won't be allowed to go back." The master said coldly.

Qian Zhuye was deflated like a rubber ball.

"Should I copy it too?" Ye Qianning asked.

Master Zhang glanced at it complicatedly: "As the dean's personal successor, you cannot break the rules of the academy. You copy it fifteen times."

“…”

Ye Qianning complained in her heart, blaming Taiba Bagua named Qian.

It was difficult for her to write even two characters in traditional Chinese. There were hundreds of disciple rules, and she couldn't finish them even if she copied them fifteen times in two days.

After the meal, Ye Qianning was dragged by the two to copy the disciple rules.

It was lunch break at this time, and the students had gone back to take a break after eating. There was no one in the school except for them who were being punished.

Ye Qianning stared at the rice paper with a brush. She had a headache. She didn't have enough food and was fined fifteen times. It was really unfair...

The two people next to me have already written an article, but she still hasn't started.

"Why don't you write it? You did it fifteen times." Qian Zhuye finished copying it once.

(End of chapter)