Mr. Jiangzhou, who had just entered the hall, frowned and shouted.
Cheng Silang stood up in a panic.
"Go ahead."
Mr. Jiangzhou waved his hand and said.
Cheng Silang suddenly turned pale. He had missed a lot of classes in the past few days and did not ask for leave from his husband. Are you trying to drive him away?
"Sir, I...I..." He stammered and wanted to explain, but felt that it was unnecessary to explain.
It is your own responsibility to take care of your own family affairs. Even if you are misunderstood because of this, it is your responsibility. There is no need to beg for it.
He said no more and lowered his head to put away the books.
"I told you to come back early. You have already delayed enough homework." Mr. Jiangzhou said.
Cheng Silang was startled and raised his head to look at Mr. Jiangzhou.
Such a person is actually the same brother and sister as that woman?
Mr. Jiangzhou frowned.
"Your family is here to find you." He raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Go back quickly!"
Cheng Silang finally came to his senses, and his face was filled with joy.
Don't drive him away!
"Thank you, sir." He smiled happily and saluted.
Then he thought that the only person who could come to him through his husband was Cheng Jiaoniang, and he suddenly felt uneasy.
Could something happen again?
If I had known earlier, he shouldn't have come back that day...
Seeing the young scholar stumble out, Mr. Jiangzhou shook his head.
"Everyone, sit down." He knocked on a few tables and said solemnly.
The students, who were whispering and joking among themselves, sat upright.
"... Wealth and honor are what people want. If you don't follow the way to get them, you can't get them. Poverty and lowliness are what people hate. If you don't follow the ways to get them, you can't get rid of them..."
【Note 1】
The sound of reading loudly sounded in the hall.
"But sister..."
Cheng Silang ran out of the door in one breath, looked at the maid who came over and asked breathlessly.
Before he finished speaking, the curtain of the carriage beside him opened, revealing the appearance of a girl.
Cheng Silang's words stopped abruptly.
"Thank you, brother." Cheng Jiaoniang saluted him and said.
"Thank you, I didn't help you much." Cheng Silang said in a restrained manner, and quickly raised his head, "Why did you come out? It's better, don't go out to cool down..."
Cheng Silang said oh, he was not good at talking, especially in front of this woman.
The autumn wind is blowing, and the capital city in September is already a bit chilly.
Cheng Silang was wearing thin clothes and couldn't help but shudder.
"These are some autumn and winter clothes." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Looking at the bundle brought by the maid, Cheng Silang hurriedly thanked him.
"Why do you want your sister to worry about you?" he said.
"If you care about me, I will naturally care about you." Cheng Jiaoniang said with a slight smile.
Cheng Silang smiled again, hugged the bag and thanked him again.
"I came today to ask you something," Cheng Jiaoniang said.
Outside the academy, a mat was laid on the floor. Cheng Silang sat on it and looked at the woman wrapped in a cloak opposite, holding the paper he had written in his hand. He had been reading for a while.
She looked focused and seemed to be far away from the world. When she lowered her eyes, Cheng Silang boldly laid his eyes on her.
It's not the glimpse in my impression, nor does it exist in the pictures he painted, but sitting in front of me in real life, dressed simply to the point of simplicity, but it can't hide the overflowing beauty and youth.
She shook her head.
Cheng Silang came to his senses in shock.
"What? What else should I write?" he asked hurriedly.
"Is this the family tree of our Cheng family?" Cheng Jiaoniang raised her head and asked.
Cheng Silang nodded.
"Ancestor Cheng Xun?" Cheng Jiaoniang lowered her head and looked at the paper in her hand. The ink on it had not yet dried, and she said, "That's wrong."
Wrong? Cheng Silang was stunned for a moment.
As a descendant, he would never forget the name of his ancestor.
"It's Cheng Xun." He reiterated.
"Are you a native of Jiangzhou?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked again.
Cheng Silang nodded.
No, no...
Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head, but there was nothing wrong. Since she was no longer like her, it was normal for these people not to be on par with her family members...
"Sister, what's wrong?" Cheng Silang asked.
Cheng Jiaoniang raised her head and smiled at him.
"No, that's right," she said.
The woman in front of him was smiling, but Cheng Silang felt Xiao Suo's sadness coming over him, and for a moment he couldn't help but feel sad and guilty.
"I'm here this time to say goodbye to my brother." Cheng Jiaoniang said, "I'm going back to Jiangzhou soon."
Going back?
"Yes, sister, go back." Cheng Silang nodded and said, "It is difficult to be alone outside."
Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him and smiled again.
"Yes, it is difficult to be alone outside. My brother is in the capital. If anything happens, just come to her." She said, pointing to the maid next to her.
The maid came forward to salute, with tears in her eyes.
"I'm in the capital to look at the property for my wife, and I'd like to ask you to take care of me in the future," she said.
"I don't dare, I don't dare." Cheng Silang subconsciously returned the salute, which seemed a little ridiculous after he returned the salute.
How could he be so polite to a slave?
Perhaps it was because this slave was by his side to help them during those days. He said he was helping them, but in fact, without this slave, he couldn't help them at all.
Uh... Actually, he didn't help with anything in the first place.
Uh...actually...actually, my sister seems to want this maid to take care of him...
The carriage slowed down, and the maid lifted the curtain and saw the Taiping Residence not far away.
"Madam, do you want to go take a look?" she asked.
In the car, Cheng Jiaoniang kept her eyes closed and was concentrating, but she did not open her eyes when she heard the words.
"Look," she said.
The maid made a sound and turned to look at Taipingju.
"...Madam, Manager Cao said that we can take a rest in front... Madam, look at this restaurant, it is quite famous..."
"..Madam, what do you want to eat?"
A small pot with a gurgling sound appeared in front of my eyes, and the heat spread out, making it seem real and imaginary.
"Yeah, it's delicious."
A little maid was enjoying the meal and praising it repeatedly.
The maid smiled slightly at herself in front of her.
At the beginning, it was a small place to stay and a small pot to eat casually. They themselves did not expect that it would cause so many things later.
I wonder if Dou Qi, when he thinks back on it, regrets that he should not have met this passing god.
"Madam, look at the Immortal Residence."
The maid pointed to the outside of the car and smiled.
Cheng Jiaoniang still had her eyes closed.
"What did you see?" she asked.
The maid looked outside the car. Shenxianju's colorful building was bright and colorful. There were no waiters swarming in front of the door, but she didn't feel deserted at all.
"I see, the world is tough." She said with a slight smile.
"What else?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
"There is also the ruthless nature of heaven." the maid said.
"What else?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
"Be careful with everything," the maid said.
"What else?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
The maid smiled slightly.
"Also, you have to be kind," she said.
Cheng Jiaoniang opened her eyes and looked at her, also smiling slightly.
The maid looked at her, bent down to salute, and did not get up for a long time.
The people at home are already preparing their rituals.
"Actually, there's nothing to sort out." She said with a smile, turning to look outside.
The maidservant was sitting on the floor in the hallway at the door, looking at the yard as if she was lost in thought.
Banqin walked over and sat down next to her.
"Sister Banqin, actually it's my turn to see this yard." She smiled and said, "Why are you so fascinated by it?"
The maid sighed and turned to look at her.
"It's my turn to look at it, because my wife is gone, and the yard is gone too," she said.
Banqin chuckled.
"Sister, I always don't understand what you say." She smiled.
The maid looked at her smiling face and raised her hand to poke her forehead.
"It's me who was hurt and separated. It's really hateful that you smile so happily in front of me," she said.
Banqin smiled and hugged her hand.
"Sister Banqin, I can't bear to leave you either," she said.
The maid let her hold her.
"From now on, you have to take good care of my wife." She said, and she smiled again and looked at Ban Qin, "I shouldn't say this, because you are the one who takes care of my wife."
"I just take care of my wife, but you can help me," Banqin said.
"My lady taught me well." The maid smiled and said, "My lady also gave me the opportunity."
She said and stretched.
"I have learned a lot from my wife, and I will never finish it in a lifetime. However, once you have learned what you have learned, you still have to do it yourself." She said, clenching her fists.
Banqin nodded.
"Sister Banqin can definitely do it," she said.
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In the palace, the servants walked in step by step.
"Your Highness, Mrs. Cheng has asked someone to send you a message."
Prince Jin'an, who was reading with his head down, put down the book in surprise.
"Huh? She actually took the initiative to find me?" he said, and immediately smiled, "Ha, you must be asking me how I knew to ask her name!"
The waiter looked at the young man's bright smile and suddenly couldn't bear it.
"She... said goodbye." He whispered.
Farewell...
"Before you leave, remember to say hello to me."
What a good friend who keeps his word.
Prince Jin'an smiled slightly.
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Note 1: Excerpted from The Analects of Confucius (to be continued)
