"Those who are not accepted by our Deyuan Academy, will Wenhua accept you? With the way you are dressed, you look like you are from a poor family. Those in Wenhua Academy are elites from wealthy families. You want to join in the fun, and you are not afraid of being
People are laughing their ass off!”
He looked at Qian Yiyun with contempt and mocked.
Hearing this, Qian Yiyun took a deep breath and gritted her teeth to hold back the urge to curse.
She said, why are the people in Deyuan Academy so snobbish? It turns out that they are dressed in ordinary clothes. It seems that those who had a good reputation in the past were judged by their clothes, right?
This is a school that flatters wealthy families and belittles poor families, blocking the children's access.
My sister-in-law is still smart. She changed her clothes and came out, and she looked down at the school.
"What a Deyuan, what a teacher who is a role model for others! Today, I have finally understood that these are all things that look down upon others!"
"Let's go home."
An Jiuyue was too lazy to speak. After this incident, she finally understood that Kyoto is a place where people talk about people and ghosts talk about ghosts.
If you want to gain a foothold here, you must have the capital, but now she doesn't seem to have that capital.
"Aren't you going to Wenhua? Sister-in-law." Qian Yiyun looked at An Jiuyue and asked.
If Deyuan didn't work, they would go to Wenhua. If Wenhua didn't work, Yan Qin had given them materials from many schools and looked at them one by one.
You can always find a school that suits the hearts of two little guys and your sister-in-law, right?
"I'm not going. Let's go back to the Prince's Mansion first. Your eldest brother should have already gone to court." An Jiuyue said, then took the two little guys and left first.
She thought that she needed to find another way to find a serious school for her children.
"Princess Princess? Prince's Mansion?"
Behind him, the teacher who was still arrogant suddenly changed his face when he heard Qian Yiyun's self-proclaimed name and heard the words "Jun Prince's Palace" uttered in An Jiuyue's mouth.
He heard the dean mention it in the morning that Prince Zhan Yun came back yesterday, and people from the prince's palace came to ask the dean about the teachers and admission requirements of Deyuan Academy.
The dean told them that it was Prince Zhan Yun who had some idea, or he had some relatives who wanted to send him to the school to study.
They have been waiting. After all, Deyuan Academy is just an ordinary school. Children of the royal family do not bother to come to their school to study. They go to the royal academy.
If the children from Zhanyun County Prince's Palace came to study at their Deyuan Academy, then their Deyuan Academy would be on a new level!
Could it be that the two women in front of me are from the Zhanyun County Prince's Palace?
"Impossible, impossible, they are just ordinary people who want to get into Deyuan Academy and gain a good reputation." He shook his head and said to himself.
How could people from the Prince's Palace be so poorly dressed? This is absolutely impossible.
…
"ah!"
Another burst of screams sounded from Concubine Wen's bedroom.
King Sui was biting a piece of white cloth in his mouth. His clothes were soaked with cold sweat. His hands felt like they had been dismantled and could not be reassembled. It was too painful.
"Easy...be gentle..."
Concubine Wen felt uncomfortable seeing her son being tortured, and couldn't help but talk to several imperial doctors intermittently.
Who is An Jiuyue who was brought back by Qian Jiyun? Why couldn't several imperial doctors find out what was wrong with King Sui's hands?
