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

Chapter 9

An Xin and the others entered the restaurant.

Seeing Zhu Shijing, the young owner, the shopkeeper was about to walk out of the counter to say hello, but Zhu Shijing stopped him with his eyes.

However, the shopkeeper still ordered the staff to take a group of them directly to the private room on the third floor.

Wang Renjie, who had just walked out of the private room on the second floor, turned his head and saw the familiar figure, said something to the people next to him, and was about to follow up to the third floor.

Wang Renjie thinks that An Xin is a woman, even if her second uncle is a scholar, it is impossible to support Wanhua's academy.

In addition, the teachers and students inside were all recruited by him, and now Wanhua Academy is just an empty shell.

Even though the location and construction are very good, Wang Renjie still wants to buy it back to be his branch of Cangyun Academy at a very low price.

"Master, please show your VIP token."

As soon as Wang Renjie reached the entrance on the third floor, he was stopped by a friendly and polite guy.

"VIP token, what is a VIP token?"

The guy didn't show any disdainful expression because Wang Renjie didn't have a VIP token, but he still smiled and said as usual:
"My lord, the ten private rooms on the third floor are reserved by noble people for a long time, just for myself, so I can come here to eat and rest at any time.

So the private rooms here are not open to the public.

If you just want to have a meal, there are also private rooms on the second floor. "

Wang Renjie was also invited to have dinner on the third floor. At that time, he was only surprised by the consumption on the third floor.

I didn't expect that even if you spend a few hundred taels for a meal, there are no people on the third floor, and you can come up to spend.

Wang Renjie walked downstairs dejectedly. He didn't dare to make trouble in Fuxiyuan, the largest restaurant in Lin'an County. He heard that the owner of this restaurant was backed by noble people in the capital.

After entering the Sanlian private room, An Xin ordered all kinds of meat dishes for the others, and asked them to order some of her favorite food.

And she only ordered a few plates of vegetarian dishes for herself, just because she was still in the filial piety period, it's better not to be too ostentatious outside.

Seeing that An Xin only ate the food in front of her, Second Aunt An felt pity for her, and took a piece of chicken for her with her serving chopsticks.

Seeing An Xin looking up at her, she said, "Even if the dignitaries keep their filial piety, there is no one who does not eat meat for a long time.

As long as you don't eat and drink too much and be extravagant on the bright side, everyone understands that you won't say anything. "

Zhu Shijing, Leng Xiangbai, Li Ziyu, Jiang Zhou, An Rui, Liu Boxing, the six looked at An Xin who was quietly eating vegetarian food in front of him, and they all ate in silence without speaking.

"Let's eat. We keep our filial piety, and we only have strict requirements on officials and people who study and take scientific examinations.

If people who observe filial piety are not allowed to eat meat, those who work hard and do heavy work will not break down after a few years of filial piety. "Second Uncle An also said.

An Xin looked at the delicious chicken, but she couldn't resist the temptation, and ate the chicken silently.

After eating, I sent Aunt An back to Xiuzhuang, and the three carriages went straight back to the academy.

"After half an hour's rest, you will start copying the Analects."

When several people were amazed by An Xin, and the speed of turning his face was too fast, An Xin coolly left them a back view.

"During the meal just now, I still had a moment when I felt that she was quite pitiful.

How do I feel now, I am more pitiful than her. "Liu Boxing said naively.

Zhu Shijing glanced inexplicably at the ruler on the podium, "You don't feel wrong."

Liu Boxing and An Rui followed his gaze, and their little hearts couldn't help shaking, feeling like they wanted to hide the ruler, what's going on.

Leng Xiangbai reminded, "If you have the time to talk, it's better to lie down on the table and rest for a while.

With the tone of the Great Demon King speaking, if someone doesn't finish copying the Analects this afternoon, I'm afraid they really won't be able to leave the academy. "

Jiang Zhou held his head high, with an arrogant expression on his face.

"Why should we listen to her!"

"Is there anyone who wants to skip class, sign up now."

The other five people were a little moved after hearing this.

While several people were discussing how to leave the academy quietly without being noticed, Uncle Yong, who was watching the gate, stood at the door of the teaching dormitory.

Respectfully said: "Six young masters, the small gate of the academy has been locked from the inside.

My master said that if anyone dares to climb over the wall, his legs will be broken first, and she will pay for the medical expenses. "

The sudden sound made the six people stay there suddenly.

After reacting, Jiang Zhou said in confusion: "Could it be that the Great Demon King is still a prophecy? How could she know that we are going to skip class?!"

"Don't struggle, hurry up and copy the Analects, I don't want to spend the night in the academy."

Zhu Shijing, who is very knowledgeable about current affairs, walked back to his seat silently, and began to copy on rice paper dipped in ink.

Leng Xiangbai and Li Ziyu looked at each other and returned to their seats.

What can the others do? After taking a look, the ruler on the lectern all turned cold behind their backs.

I can't escape, so write!

When An Xin rested in the room for a while, and then returned to the teaching dormitory, she saw the six people's high enthusiasm for learning, and nodded in relief.

Because they copied the Analects late, Leng Xiangbai was the first to finish copying the Analects before the sun went down.

Then Li Ziyu and Zhu Shijing also finished copying, rubbing their sore wrists.

Leaving the other three people with helpless and self-seeking eyes, they walked out of the teaching dormitory.

Because Leng Xiangbai lives in Heshun Village, Wushi Town, he is currently living in the dormitory for the students of the academy.

After the three greeted each other and separated, Li Ziyu got into Zhu Shijing's carriage and went home on the way.

An Xin walked off the podium and came to the three-person table and saw the Analects they copied, the corners of her mouth twitched uncontrollably.

At this moment, she finally understood why the system issued tasks separately, asking them to write neatly with a brush within a month.

The writing in the calligraphy brush looks like a dog crawling, which is a compliment to the three of them.

What on earth have they been doing in school for so many years? The handwriting looks like a caterpillar arch.

If it weren't for the great Confucian knowledge that she has systematically blessed, I would have thought they were drawing symbols.

The three of them finally finished writing before dark with bitter faces. Before they could be happy, a devil's voice beat them to hell.

"Go home and write ten big characters before going to bed, and give it to me tomorrow."

"If the handwriting is still so touching, write me a hundred big characters tomorrow night and hand it in." An Xin looked at the dark Analects they copied, and the one she said was called gnashing of teeth.

Several people also knew that their copying of the Analects of Confucius was a mess, and those who could recognize the words were all masters.

The three nodded guiltyly, and immediately withdrew from the sight of the Great Demon King.

After Jiang Zhou and the others left, An Xin took the handwriting written by Zhu Shijing and the three of them. Leng Xiangbai's handwriting was the fastest and the best.

Li Ziyu's writing is not bad either.

Zhu Shijing may be the reason why he often needs to keep an account book, and his handwriting is not bad, no wonder the system said that their handwriting does not need to be practiced anymore.

(End of this chapter)