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Chapter 23 It’s her fault



One day after his reputation as a talented scholar spread throughout Shengjing, he went to the academy to study as usual, but found that for some reason there was an extra jade pendant in his book box.

The jade pendant is of excellent quality and is priceless at first glance.

Before he could figure out why the jade pendant appeared in the desk, a group of teenagers surrounded a richly dressed teenager and entered the door, accusing him of stealing things.

Although he argued with the teenagers and argued hard to prove that he did not steal the jade pendant, but that the gorgeous young man framed him, but...

When he asked the young man to apologize, the young man looked at him with disdain and said disdainfully——

"My father is the prime minister of the dynasty. Who do you think you are? Do you deserve to be apologized to by this young master?"

"Oh? Framed? Go to Dali Temple and sue me! Let's see if the people in Dali Temple arrest me or you."

That day, the proud and arrogant young man from the Shen family did not get the apology he deserved. He was pushed to the ground and beaten by the supporters of the prime minister's son.

That day, the pride of the young man from the Shen family was shattered.

The three views are also shattered.

Seeing that her son was in a daze, Mrs. Zhao was a little dissatisfied: "Son, I know you have lofty ambitions and ambitions, and I know you are arrogant, but you have to know that without the princess, these things are all in vain.

"

She sighed.

After all, he was her son, and it was hard for her as a mother to let her son sell his beauty to seek a future.

But no matter how uncomfortable it is, there is nothing I can do.

She couldn't let go of this glory and wealth.

She knew that her son couldn't let go either.

Leng Lanzhi has always been gentle and gentle over the years, so much so that she had the illusion that she could manipulate this princess daughter-in-law at will.

But now, the princess and her daughter-in-law have become stronger, and they must bow their heads when they bow their heads.

Shen Yizhi lowered his eyes, hiding all the darkness: "I understand, mother."

He didn't want to continue this topic and asked, "When can An'er return to the Royal Academy to study?"

When Mrs. Zhao talked about this, she looked depressed: "The princess is unwilling to intercede, saying she has no face. She also said, let us find the reason from An'er."

Although she had made psychological preparations to stay low in the future, when she was not facing Leng Lanzhi, it did not prevent her from expressing her dissatisfaction with the princess daughter-in-law: "She did it on purpose! To take Qiao on purpose, on purpose

Let us know how noble she is!"

Shen Yizhi pinched his eyebrows: "Let's not talk about this anymore."

In fact, six years ago, he didn't have any feelings for the princess at all.

But whenever he felt a hint of the charming love between men and women for the princess, his mother would clearly remind him that the princess and they were not from the same world. The princess's love for him was charity, and he had to rely on the princess to keep his peace.

Nanhou Mansion.

His broken self-esteem has become very fragile after being repaired, and he cannot accept such a reality at all.

Every time he heard it, he felt disgusted.

Over time, whenever he heard the word "princess", he would subconsciously frown.

Shen Yizhi called the boy who was responsible for taking care of Shen Lin'an and asked him to bring over Shen Lin'an's daily homework.

After trying hard to put aside his prejudice against the princess, he had to admit that what the princess said was right.

As a role model for scholars in the world, Taifu Du could not target a five-year-old child without any reason.

Since there is a reason, you have to find the reason.

Master and student, the most likely reason is the issue of schoolwork.

Not long after, the boy brought Shen Linan's homework over.

The homework for a five-year-old child is nothing more than practicing calligraphy and memorizing books.

Taifu Du would give Shen Linan a calligraphy practice assignment every day, and the calligraphy practice was not too difficult.

Shen Yizhi thought that he would start studying at the age of three and be able to write a complete three-character sutra by dictation at the age of five.

His son couldn't be any different.

Then I saw an article... words?

If the ghostly drawings on the pile of paper in my hand could be called "characters".

The word "human" is good. Once it is left in the east, it has already reached the west sky.

The word "Zhi" looks strange.

"Chu" is even more ugly, as if it has been cut into pieces. If he hadn't known that this character was a copy of the Three-Character Classic, Shen Yizhi was not sure whether he would have been able to tell that it was the word "Chu".

A vein popped out of his forehead: "Is this the young master's homework?"

The young man felt his young master's anger, and his face suddenly turned pale with fright: "Returning to the consort is indeed the young master's job!"

Mrs. Zhao exclaimed: "It's impossible! I've seen An'er's handwriting. Even if it's not as good as an adult's handwriting, it's definitely not that ugly!"

She glared at the young man: "Tell me! Did you deliberately take something you wrote and pretend it was written by the young master? Did you want to harm the young master?"

The young man's face changed drastically, and he knelt down with a "pop" sound: "Back to Madam, I don't dare! Absolutely not! These are really the words of the young master!"

Shen Yizhi's face looked ugly. He tightened his lips and asked for a moment: "You mean, Madam is lying?"

The boy's face turned even paler: "I don't mean that!"

"Then tell me, what happened?"

The boy lowered his head, as if he didn't know what to say.

Seeing the young man's appearance, Shen Yizhi couldn't help but wonder, could it be Leng Lanzhi's fault?

But I saw the young man taking a deep breath, as if he had made some important decision, and said with a look of death: "Back to my consort, my handwriting was indeed very good before, and was praised by Master Du. At that time, the princess She personally supervises the little princess' calligraphy practice every day. If the young master writes something wrong, the princess will correct it.

Since the princess stopped teaching the young master half a month ago, the young master... stopped practicing calligraphy well."

Zhao said angrily: "Nonsense! Every time I go to the study to see An'er, he is practicing calligraphy."

The young man looked bitter: "That's because the young master used his old calligraphy to deceive the lady. In fact, he didn't practice calligraphy well at all. He kept playing in the study until it was almost time to eat, and then he drew some random words. Crossover."

Zhao was in disbelief: "This...how is this possible?"

The young man added: "Besides, the young master doesn't sleep well every day. After you leave, he will ask the villain to light a lamp and play games with him. He also threatens the villain not to tell anyone, otherwise he will let the wife Sell ​​the villains out."

Zhao's expression was completely broken.

Shen Yizhi's face was gloomy and terrifying.

Zhao was still unwilling to give in: "Didn't he act like this before?"

The young man said: "The young master used to be like this, but one time Taifu Du went to the princess privately to report the young master's problem. He said that the young master often took a nap in class and wanted the princess to care about whether the young master was sick.

That time the princess invited the royal doctor to treat the young master..."

Mrs. Zhao frowned: "Madam, I have an impression of what you are talking about. That time the imperial doctor said that the young master was not sick, but why did he need to call the imperial doctor when he was not sick? Moreover, An'er was lying on the bed at that time, and her face looked ugly. Why? Maybe you’re not sick?”
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