It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

Chapter 119 Chapter 119
in the next days.

The three of Yu Chiyi, and even Jiang Chenxi, who is good at writing with a brush, were also implicated. They all had small sandbags on their wrists, and they came to the study every day to practice handwriting.

Why not let them practice in their own home.

"Hehe" An Xin said, if they could practice calligraphy at home with peace of mind, the seniors would not chase her for three blocks.

Block up all the dog holes in her house, and try every means to get her to accept them. These lawless bullies are gone.

Yu Chiyi, Gao Tai, and Chen Qibao were practicing calligraphy with a bitter face.

An Xin knew that the four of them were all military generals in their families, and no matter whether they had the ability to take the imperial examination, the royal family would not let them easily take the road of civil servants.

Looking at the boys who were strong and handsome, An Xin rubbed her chin. She thought she should know what to teach them.

So I took out a pen and paper and began to silently write 36 tactics of Sun Tzu's Art of War, and Sun Tzu's Art of War, ten chapters.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, counted articles.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, Combat Chapter.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, Conspiracy to Attack.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, Xingpian.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, Potential Chapter.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, Fiction and Reality.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, Military Struggle.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, Nine Changes.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, Marching.

Sun Tzu's Art of War, Topography.

Every article here is a treasure for the general.

Since I have accepted them as disciples, I can't mistake them for my disciples, I have to teach them some skills.

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In the early morning of this day, the sun rose, and the golden light filled the courtyard.

An Xin breathed in the fresh air, passed by the small garden and saw the grass with tender yellow buds, and felt the breath of spring.

But when she walked into the study, she saw Jiang Chenxi standing alone in front of her desk practicing calligraphy, An Xin smiled faintly.

Tomorrow is the last day of the exam. These boys can't bear the hardship of studying and don't come to class by themselves, so I can't blame her.

If she dared not pick up those brats who had been aggrieved in the Gong Yuan for nine days and six nights in the hard exams, An Xin could guarantee that her days would be wonderful in the future.

Jiang Chenxi came to the study today and saw that he was alone, at first he thought that the three of them were just late.

Unexpectedly, the sun was already rising, and before they came, Jiang Chenxi knew about these bastards, and skipped class again like before.

When he looked up and saw the female gentleman who walked in with a calm face, as if he hadn't noticed that he had lost a few students, Jiang Chenxi knew how unpopular they were.

If it wasn't for General Yuchi's shameless blocking, I'm afraid this woman who taught six amazingly talented students might not necessarily accept them as disciples.

Jiang Chenxi might not have taken it seriously before, but these few days he was cleaning up the big desk for An Xin, and accidentally saw a few pages written by her.

It almost made Jiang Chenxi, who was born in Cheng'en Gong Mansion, which guarded Mu Nanguan in the southwest, and had been exposed to the art of war since he was a child, from shock to joy, almost put it in his arms and stole it back, and slowly studied those strategies and art of war.

And he was also tightly in a stack, seeing a few pages.

Not to mention that he left, even if this woman kicked him out now, Jiang Chenxi, who knew that An Xin had real skills, would not leave.

An Xin ignored him, and sat there drinking tea and reading a book by herself, but it would be more beautiful without soothing music.

Here, the class skipping trio happily ran to a teahouse, ordered a pot of good tea, and ordered the signature refreshments in the building, eating and drinking, it was so beautiful!

Hearing the wonderful parts of the storyteller below, a few people even dropped some scattered silver as a reward, their appearance vividly displayed the image of a dandy and a resentful kind.

However, a few of them came to An Xin's class for class, and they talked about skipping class on the way, and the place where they are now is actually not far from Liuxiang where An Xin lives.

The three of them ate and drank well and paid the money, so they had to go downstairs to think of where to spend their time and wait until they got home in time, so that their father wouldn't find out that they didn't go to that woman's class.

Let them practice calligraphy every day, and their wrists are swollen. They are fools if they don't skip class.

But the unlucky thing for them is that they met Feng Shaolin, the only grandson of An Guogong, who was older than them, and they were not able to deal with them, who was even more evil than them.

"Yo, isn't this Wei Chiyi who worshiped a woman as a teacher, Gao Tai is stupid, and Chen is timid? Why didn't you go to school today? Could it be skipping class?!"

Feng Shaolin stopped in front of them, looking at them mockingly.

A boy of fifteen or sixteen years old, with a fat body and a faint bluish-black under his eyes, he looks like he has lost too much sperm at such a young age.

"Get out of the way, it's none of your business." Yu Chiyi said coldly, he didn't want to mess with Feng Shaolin at all, he just wanted to leave quickly.

In the capital, who doesn't know that people in An Guogong's mansion are unreasonable, because his family has a virtuous concubine who gave birth to a prince in the palace. Although other families don't like people in An Guogong's mansion, they dare not easily offend them.

"I don't let you go, so what can you do!" Feng Shaolin suddenly rolled his eyes, and a lustful light flashed in his eyes, "I heard that the lady you worshiped is very young and looks good.

Young master, I have tried all kinds of women, and I haven't slept with a female gentleman, as long as you help me get that woman.

Not only did I let you go today, but I won't bother you anymore..."

"Fuck you!" Before Feng Shaolin could say the "annoying" in his mouth, Yuchiyi punched him in the face.

Although he skipped class, it didn't mean that he would insult An Xin at will.

After several rescues, Wei Chiyi actually liked and respected An Xin very much in his heart, how could he allow someone to say such lewd words to her.

"Oh, how dare you..." Feng Shaolin clutched the place where he was beaten, unable to speak clearly for a moment.

However, the guards who followed Feng Shaolin to protect him saw his young master being beaten, and immediately tried to catch the three of them.

Several of them are children of military generals. They can't read books well since they were young, but they must have a solid foundation in martial arts.

But in the end they were outnumbered, Chen Qibao saw that the situation was very unfavorable to them, with Yu Chiyi and Gao Tai standing in front, he turned around and ran away cleverly.

The guards of Duke Anguo's mansion didn't care, after all, they were all young masters in the capital, even if they were caught, Duke An's mansion wouldn't really do anything to them.

Because this place is not far from An Xin's house, Chen Qibao will naturally go to the nearest place when looking for rescuers.

In the study here, Jiang Chenxi practiced calligraphy in silence, not giving An Xin the chance to push him away.

An Xin leaned on the chair and read a book with her eyes squinted carelessly. She was about to close her eyes and fall asleep, but she was shocked by an exclamation from outside the study.

Then I saw Chen Qibao stumbling in, and ran in panting, "First... sir, hurry... hurry... save Ayi and Gao Tai..."

(End of this chapter)