C17

"This board is about your etiquette. It is about building your reputation and standing up straight. I think you have read the book on your back into a dog's stomach. You have been studying here for several months, and I only found out today that you are standing like an idiot!"

Mr. Qian's words were quite serious. Wei Zhao couldn't hold back his tears before the board had fallen, but even if he couldn't hold them back, she didn't want to cry out loud.

Mr. Qian changed his tone and continued to speak sternly, "The first to attack, the second to attack, the last to attack, and the last to attack. Look at you! For such a small matter, you don't even use your brain. It's so noisy and you're even so proud of it. Do you think you can win in such a glorious manner? You are even inferior to the lowest in terms of military strategy! "

Wei Zhao looked up in surprise. Tears were still streaming down his face, and he couldn't wipe them away now. If she didn't mind, was Teacher teaching her to fight? Oh, it's not a fight, it's a strategy.

Mister Qian ignored her astonishment and gestured for her to reach out with her left hand and heavily hit the board. If the board was struck into her hand, she would remember and learn from it. Only by doing so would his efforts not be in vain!

"And the words you said, whether or not you posted anything, extremely vulgar!" Why are you still unconvinced? "Okay, okay. I know what you mean. Qiao Yun said it first, but you laughed at her for not sticking it on. You indirectly admitted that you really did. Think about it!"

Wei Zhao lowered his head in shame. She really didn't use her brain back then. Qiao Yun wasn't in the right either, so she let her thoughts run wild as she retorted. After thinking about it, she really did fall into the ditch with Qiao Yun and scammed herself.

Mr. Qian added one last time, "According to your line of thought, if a dog barks at you a few times, you should also barf loudly like a dog and go back, right? As long as you bark louder than a dog, even if you win? If you were bitten by a dog, would you bite off that dog? "

Wei Zhao imagined that his entire person was in a bad state. If she was reduced to acting like a dog, she might as well be reincarnated as a dog. Fortunately, she could be considered as someone who could be submissive. Upon hearing Mister Qian's words, she immediately straightened her attitude and respectfully bowed, "Disciple knows her wrongs and asks Mister to teach me."

"Alright, let's first talk about the matter itself. This matter is Qiao Yun's fault, so where is Qiao Yun's fault?"

"We shouldn't talk behind his back."

"En, yes. Is there anything else?"

"She didn't have any evidence, so she relied on guessing to falsely accuse others."

"Not bad, is there anything else?"

Wei Zhao shook his head. Instinct told her that there should be more, but she couldn't think of anything. "I can't think of anything."

Mister Qian slowly said, "What kind of place is the academy? The first day he entered the school was to worship and become a saint. He had to be very careful with his words. Qiao Yun's words had no meaning in the school, and he was disrespectful to the saint. This was his mistake. Secondly, even though I know that I have already allowed Qianyun's sick leave, I still said that he was intentionally cheating for the holiday. Did you think that I was very easy to deceive, and that I was a fool? "

Wei Zhao wholeheartedly accepted it. That's right, if Qiao Yun were to question Teacher's decision and didn't have the slightest bit of respect for him, then it would be even more frightening than not pasting anything at all. To question his decision, didn't that mean that he thought he was stupid? This is disrespecting the teacher.

Remember, Qiao Yun's words are basically untenable in every aspect, which is why you won by a bit today. If it was another matter, you might not have the chance to win, but do not be impulsive, and take things simply.

Wei Zhao's face was full of thought. If she had thought about it at that time, she would have definitely thought about how Xun Qiuyun had also taken a leave of absence. What could be better than using her spear to take his shield? He could ask about her face with a single word.

Even though scheming is good, it's better to fight. As she thought about this, she accidentally said those words.

"That's right. With such a refreshing moment, would we be able to bury the hatchet later?" You are arguing with one person, and if you were arguing with a group of people, you would also have to fight with them? Do you want to come one by one, or do you think that with your unparalleled martial arts, you can fight one against a hundred? If you were the leader, the county governor, and the sovereign, would you start a fight without a word? If I, as the monarch, offend all of the neighboring kingdoms and start a war, who will be the one to suffer? "

Pure ability with tolerance, benevolent ability with good judgment, bright eyes without injury, but straight to the point. It means that the preserves are not sweet and the seafood is not salty.

As a person, he could not tolerate things, nor could he be indecisive, much less hypocritical. Only by constantly improving himself in the summary of reflection could he stand upright and hold himself upright.

Once Wei Zhao entered the palace, the contents of his studies would certainly be biased towards the emperor's techniques. However, Mr. Qian and Wang Taizong unexpectedly unified an opinion on her temperament and character, and that was to stand on high ground and stand upright. That way, he would be able to protect his people during governance and consolidate his country's foundations. 

Mr. Qian's voice wasn't heavy, but the content of his words had a huge impact on Wei Zhao.

Her eyes widened as she looked at Mr. Qian as though he was a lunatic. Isn't that, isn't that a man's business? Besides, being a commander-in-chief is fine. A sovereign is still an emperor. Is that something that can be done casually? She, she never thought about it. All she wanted was to marry someone and have a few children. It would be best if she could have someone with the same surname as her …

"Cough, you are just giving an example. Hmm, give an example, but there are too many coincidences in this world, I am only asking you to think that way. Think about it carefully, is that the same logic?" No matter what kind of person you are, if you can't stand straight, how can you ask others? He only said that the county governor cared about matters of the county. Farmland, water, taxes, education, he had to face His Majesty. He had to face the commoners. How could there be no injustice within a single day in a county? If the county governor is only concerned about this, what about the matters in the county? "

Luckily, Wei Zhao was quite sharp and could understand some of it. Mr. Qian only dismissed her when his mouth was dry.

Wei Zhao could only understand that she was only a five-year-old child. To her, what her teacher had said was a bit far away, and what was forced in front of her was the Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow! He was even less able to understand Mr. Qian's anxiety that he would have to grow up to become stronger once he returned to the palace.

The Dragon Boat Festival was a big day, and everyone had a good time. With the grace of His Majesty this year, it was even more rare, and naturally everyone in the academy wished to take a day off from school, but no one dared to mention this. The more everyone longed for it, the slower Mr. Qian would be. One could imagine that even if he could really take a day off from school tomorrow to play for a day, Wei Zhao would definitely be different from before after he received his teachings.

More and more children lost hope and became listless. It was almost school time, and they would probably have to come back tomorrow.

No one expected that at the very last moment, the teacher would say, "A day's rest at noon, then come back to school the next day."

As soon as the cheers were raised, they were carefully sucked back into the academy. The children left, and Mr. Qian stood at the gate and watched Big Brother Du carry Wei Zhao and walk off into the distance until he could no longer be seen at the corner. He then sighed and closed the gate.

The man from the older children's class came out with a book in his hand. Mr. Qian waved at him, "How is she?"

"From the pulse, it looks calm and gentle, gentle and powerful. The ruler's vein has sunk in and gained strength. There is plenty of blood and Qi, and the body is extremely healthy and healthy."

Mister Qian muttered in his heart, God bless me, and then he asked, "If I suffer a little bit of fear …"

When Mr. Cheng heard this, he was extremely disapproving in his heart, but he also knew that there was no room for discussion. After pondering for a quarter of an hour, he slowly said, "It shouldn't be a problem."

Mr. Qian nodded. It was time to find a stone to grind knives.

He clapped his hands. A dozen people came out from the trees, the grass, and the bricks in the corner of the yard.

It was just that things were always unexpected.

Early in the morning, Wei Zhao followed Boss Du to watch the Dragon Boat competition. The Du Family was afraid of the heat, so they instructed their eldest brother to look after the children while they cooked for the father and son at home.

The lakeside of the dragon boat was filled with people. Wei Zhao was lying on his father's back with his arms around Eldest Brother Du's neck, holding a green fruit in his hands. Sour air permeated the air, causing Eldest Brother Du to tilt his head a little.

Wei Zhao cackled and purposefully rubbed the fruit next to Boss Du's nose, provoking her father to call her a bastard. He didn't mind her father spitting saliva on the fruit and taking his time to nibble on it.

The weather slowly became hot, and there were many people. Boss Du was covered in sweat, and his back was also soaked. Wei Zhao twisted his butt and climbed down from her father's body, then stood at the side of the road, waiting for Boss Du to snatch a cup of sour plum soup with ice cubes for her.

Big Boss Du lifted his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his forehead and steadied himself for Wei Zhao. "Drink quickly, you can't tell your mother later. She's not asking you to gnaw on ice, she said it's not meat anymore."

Wei Zhao held the small porcelain cup in both hands and narrowed his eyes comfortably. When he was cold enough, he handed the cup to Boss Du. "Dad, let's drink here, I'll drink the rest." As he spoke, he used his finger to draw a line on the cup.

Big Boss Du's mouth was parched, and he wasn't polite to his daughter. He took it and drank more than half of it for Wei Zhao.

Two small pieces of ice the size of red dates were left under the cup. Wei Zhao pinched them out with his hands. Each of his cheeks was cold and seeping through.

The father and son duo returned the porcelain cups to each other and found a good place to wait for the competition to begin.

The Dark Guard was just about to sneak away with Wei Zhao when his mission was to take Wei Zhao away. He wanted her to think that Wei Zhao had been kidnapped, but he couldn't hurt her.

Who would've thought that before he even started moving, he'd discover a man in grey who couldn't be found among the crowd padding towards Wei Zhao. The Dark Guard was stunned. Did the higher-ups arrange for someone else besides him?

He hurriedly looked around and saw that Boss Du was surrounded by a few other people. Mm, these people were quite professional, unlike him who was alone … err, that's not right. These people were true professionals.