Chapter 313 Does your family have genetic diseases of the heart?
Who else in Mochi Academy can suppress Meng Zhengjun?
Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu thought that the only one left was Laojijiu.
Although on weekdays, everyone sees Dajijiu as an approachable and friendly person.
Students often joke that Dajijiu is a master who hides his secrets.
There is a lot of opportunity hidden there.
But it’s a joke.
This old man, who was sent down from the upper echelons of the academy to serve as the academy's chief priest, is certainly not as simple as he seems.
Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu, as well as most students, knew this well.
So now, facing ‘oppression’.
Zhao and Rong decided to go on a "beating drums to complain".
At this moment, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu were waiting quietly outside a waterside pavilion by the lakeside of Mochi Academy.
They had just informed the boy in charge of the waterside pavilion and asked to see the old man offering wine.
But I heard from the boy that the old man who was offering wine went boating to the middle of the lake to fish.
So they asked Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu to wait for a while, and they sent someone to inform the old man who was offering the wine.
The two of them stood outside the waterside pavilion and waited while bathing in the morning autumn sun.
"Brother Yiwu, do you think the old man offering wine will take care of these things?"
Zhao Rong suddenly felt worried.
Gu Yiwu raised his hand to protect himself from the sun, looked in the direction of the ink pool, and nodded.
Zhao Rong thought for a while and said again:
"It's been a while since Meng Xuezheng changed the school rules. The old man who offers wine must know everything he should know, but I haven't seen any reaction from him."
He paused and said with a smile: "The old gentleman probably doesn't want to worry about it. Well, he probably thinks it's not as important as fishing."
Gu Yiwu withdrew his gaze and shook his head.
He grasped the pearl of wisdom and said: "Brother Ziyu's words are wrong. But I don't blame you for worrying. Brother Ziyu entered the academy a little late and doesn't know much about us offering wine."
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, as if he was listening attentively.
Gu Yiwu smiled slightly.
"Although Mr. Jijiu is relatively leisurely, he has always thought about our Mochi students. When he first opened the museum, he had different opinions with Meng Xuezheng on many things. Now, it is the old man who fights for us for many rights and interests.
Yes, otherwise the school rules will be more stringent."
"Mr. Jijiu, the old man, has been quiet about this matter. He told Ziyu that he shouldn't be ignorant of the fact that we, the pillars of the academy, were destroyed by Meng Xuezheng..."
Gu Yiwu nodded slowly, his big eyes shining brightly, looking in the direction of Mochi.
"According to my understanding of Mr. Jijiu, if I'm not wrong, he is waiting for Meng Xuezheng's new academic rules to cause a strong backlash, and for us, the miserable students who have been tortured, to take the initiative to complain.
Only then will the old gentleman put down his fishing rod and take action."
"He complied with the public opinion of Mochi students and used our complaint as a reason to give Meng Xuezheng a fatal blow. He removed these new school rules and held them accountable again. Maybe with luck, he could get rid of that woman once and for all.
There will be no more trouble!"
Zhao Rong was thoughtful and opened his mouth to ask again.
Gu Yiwu waved his hand and said in a solemn voice:
"I know what Brother Ziyu is going to ask. The reason why Mr. Jijiu didn't stop Meng Xuezheng from changing the rules of the school and running the Mochi Academy in the first place was because he had his own difficulties."
"Tzuyu, think about it. Although the old gentleman is one level higher than that woman, if he talks too much and she finds the opportunity to complain to the academy, saying that the old gentleman does not tolerate female Confucian scholars and does not allow the younger generation to do things, what will happen then?
They all came out, which is not good for the old gentleman."
Gu Yiwu clenched his fists and sighed.
"So Mr. Jijiu, regardless of the fact that he has been ignoring what is going on outside the window so far, he has actually been sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai, silently staring at the overall situation of the school."
Zhao Rong's frown gradually relaxed, "Brother Yiwu makes sense."
Gu Yiwu smiled naively and clenched his fist with his hand in front of his abdomen, feeling a little itchy.
He looked around and didn't see any hard and long things like branches or sticks on the ground.
I need a handy weapon.
I kind of miss the handy broom I returned not long ago.
When Zhao Rong saw this, he twitched the corner of his mouth.
He finally understood why the counselors and celebrities in his memory liked the fan in their hands.
After each strategizing, I slapped the fan with a deep smile.
Well, Brother Yiwu has a more unique taste here. He likes to dance with sticks.
It's the same as tactically leaning back.
After analyzing the situation and general trend of Mochi Academy, Gu Yiwu looked satisfied.
He had a good conversation and patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder.
He said earnestly and thoughtfully: "Tzuyu."
"Brother Yiwu, what's the matter?"
"This time you have been targeted by Meng Xuezheng. Although you are helpless and naturally aggressive, you still have to learn some experience."
"Is there any experience summary?" Zhao Rongqi asked. He thought for a while, "You should not mess with serious women who like to have a straight face? For example, Yu Huaijin?"
Gu Yiwu nodded and shook his head. He sounded like someone who has come before, "If you meet Meng Xuezheng in the future, she looks like a middle-aged girl in her forties. She looks like she has never been married and is unwanted. Don't mess with her.
"
Zhao Rong opened his mouth slightly.
Gu Yiwu patted his shoulder with his big hand.
"Well, I know that people in our mountains live a long life. Meng Xuezheng is estimated to be more than forty years old. Hehe, she is an old girl anyway. That's what it means. Ziyu should understand."
Zhao Rong closed his mouth.
I turned around and looked at Mochi. I saw that the old man's boat had not returned yet.
Gu Yiwu then laughed and said:
"So, when you meet older women like this in the future, especially those who are hard to mess with at first sight and have serious and boring faces, avoid any interactions with her."
"Tzuyu, think about it, this kind of woman is still an old girl at such an old age, and she is still at an age where she has a bad temper. She has so many grievances. If she is interested in her, hey, at least she will have to shed her skin.
She makes things difficult for you all day long, but the key is that she still feels righteous."
The burly man shook his head, "Hey, let's not talk about it anymore. Our school is unlucky, and there happens to be one. Brother Ziyu, you will gain wisdom after every experience, and you will pay attention to it in the future. Do you understand?"
He looked at Zhao Rong with sympathy.
"Brother Yiwu," Zhao Rong said, "There are no hereditary heart diseases in your family, right?"
"No." Gu Yiwu replied, his thick eyebrows furrowed, "There is no heart disease. Our ancestors only had people who were exposed to some weird magic by evil cultivators and died unexpectedly. What happened?"
"Why don't you turn around and take a look." Zhao Rong nodded and said.
"…………"
Gu Yiwu's eyelids twitched and he didn't look back, "Zi, Zi, Ziyu, don't make trouble!"
Zhao Rong did not answer, but turned his head and looked in the direction of Mochi, looking for the ship where a smiling old man was returning.
Gu Yiwu: “…………”
He gritted his teeth, turned around, and saw an old-fashioned woman with nasolabial folds on her cheeks, looking at him quietly.
Gu Yiwu said calmly: "Learn... learn from Master Zheng. Morning, good morning."
Meng Zhengjun, an old girl in her forties who has gone through menopause and is not yet married, has an expressionless face.
Gu Yiwu: "!!!"
Zhao Rong on the side blinked, turned away with his sleeves on his sleeves, and couldn't bear to look at the next scene.
Not long after, a burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was scolded by a cold-faced, old-fashioned woman.
Although Zhao Rong couldn't bear to watch anymore, he still pricked up his ears and listened for a while.
What made him quite gratified was that Gu Yiwu did not receive a major demerit like "Xi plus one" this time.
But the punishment for "talking behind the teacher's back" was enough for him to drink a cup of wine.
At this moment, outside the waterside pavilion, Meng Zhengjun glanced at Zhao Rong, and then stepped into the waterside pavilion.
Zhao Rong looked at her back quietly.
By the way, this Meng Xuezheng walked really silently, well, so did her appearance.
In the blink of an eye before Zhao Rong, Meng Zhengjun appeared behind Gu Yiwu and quietly listened to Gu Yiwu's experience on how to deal with old women.
Zhao Rong looked towards the lakeside and saw that the old man's boat had docked.
He looked back again.
Gu Yiwu was shrugging his shoulders and looking at Zhao Rong with sad eyes.
The latter sighed softly, reached out and patted Gu Yiwu's shoulder, and said seriously:
"What Brother Yiwu said is absolutely true."
Gu Yiwu, who demonstrated it himself: "..."
…
After a stick of incense.
Meng Zhengjun walked out of the water pavilion and left without paying attention to Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu outside the door.
Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu looked at each other and entered the waterside pavilion.
Lao Jijiu changed his fishing place.
On a platform near the water.
At this time, he was baiting the fishhook. There was no one else on the balcony. The footsteps of Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu gradually sounded on the stairs.
The old man fishing, with his eyes lowered and his hands busy,
At this time, he smiled heartily and said: "It's Ziyu and Yiwu. Why do you want to come to visit me?"
Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu's flattery was thrown out for free.
Zhao Rong: "Many people have not seen your husband and miss him very much."
Gu Yiwu: "When we think about not bathing in the elegant brilliance of the old gentleman today, Tzuyu and I feel itchy and anxious. We can't wait to come to you right away and listen to your teachings."
Zhao Rong: "Brother Yiwu, what you said is wrong, so I'm criticizing you. How old is Mr. Jijiu? Don't talk nonsense. I see, Mr. Jijiu is not old at all, he will always be young.
Heart."
Gu Yiwu: “…………”
He glanced at Zhao Rong speechlessly.
The latter's face is not red and his heart is not beating.
Gu Yiwu nodded and continued to flatter, "Tzuyu is right, brother is confused. Mr. Jijiu is not old. As long as the heart is not old, people will not be old..."
Laojiu Jiu was swinging and listening happily, nodding his head from time to time.
He felt refreshed and turned his head to glance at these two young youngsters who seemed to like him.
Somewhat emotional.
Lao Jijiu felt that with his old bones, he had nurtured two promising pillars of the academy.
He smiled and said: "Tzuyu, Yiwu, sit wherever you want and don't see anyone outside."
Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth and looked at Gu Yiwu.
The two of them glanced around again.
Apart from the stool under the buttocks of the old man offering wine, where are the seats?
But the two of them didn't care.
They took a few steps forward and squatted next to the old priest.
One left and one right.
According to the previous discussion outside, Gu Yiwu vomited his bitterness and described in detail what Meng Zhengjun had done in the academy these days.
However, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu have a tacit understanding, and there is no need to add fuel and jealousy.
When Gu Yiwu talked about his new Cuju court, his nose burst into tears.
Every word cries blood.
It made Zhao Rong a little unbearable, let alone Lao Jijiu, who always loved his students like children.
"It's unreasonable. Why is this little girl so staunch in her actions? I personally approved the Cuju practice at your Justice Hall, but she actually withdrew at the drop of a hat!"
Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu's eyes lit up.
There is drama.
However, what Lao Jijiu said next made their hearts drop.
"Hey, but, Tzuyu, Yiwu, you have to be considerate of the current situation in the academy. The exam will be held in the middle of the month. Your Xuezheng should also want you to review seriously... Otherwise, this time for the exam,
You work harder, and after you pass the exam and get good results, I will go with you to argue with her, and I think we will be able to make her give in."
Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu still did not give up and complained again.
It’s just that Lao Jijiu is doing Tai Chi.
Gu Yiwu became anxious, "Old sir, let me say something that is treasonous but true. This Meng Xuezheng, it seems that the elders in the family have not taught him well. He is so old-fashioned and unruly. Ziyu and I feel that we still need you now..."
Snapped!
Gu Yiwu was speechless because someone tapped him on the head.
Lao Jijiu smiled and took back his hand.
Gu Yiwu was stunned, "Jiejiu, you shoot me..."
Lao Jijiu nodded and said, "Oh, Tzuyu also thinks so."
Snapped!
Zhao Rong took a deep breath and rubbed Chi Yu's forehead.
"I am her father." Mr. Meng said leisurely while offering wine.