female national teacher

Chapter 113 Can you be smarter?
Gu Yueling handed the half Qingbi scimitar to Cui Xuejian, "Senior Brother Cui, this is the Qingbi scimitar you want."

Cui Xuejian took it over and looked at it, then connected the half of the Qingbi scimitar with the handle of the knife he originally owned, and twisted the handles of the two short knives, and it became a two-edged scimitar directly, in an S-shape, which made people feel at ease at first glance. You know, this is the complete Qingbi machete.

"Great! Junior Sister Yueling, I owe you a favor from now on, no matter what happens, I will help you."

Cui Xuejian excitedly held the complete Qingbi scimitar, and blurted out what was in his heart.

Gu Yueling smiled slightly, "Senior Brother Cui, you're being polite, I'm just doing this with a little effort, even if it's not me, you can get it."

"No matter what, I still want to thank you!"

Cui Xuejian thanked him solemnly.

Qin Yueyan patted Cui Xuejian, "Okay, you owe the favor to Junior Sister Yueling, you just need to remember it yourself. What's the matter if you want her to remember? You just stay and go. Junior sister Yueling, this is What happened to the Prime Minister's Mansion? I think there is a lot of movement here."

"Ang, it's just a trivial matter. Wen Zhining spent 120 million silver because of the half of the broken knife, Wen Zuoxiang was so angry that he had a stroke and fell to the ground. The people in the mansion went to ask for a doctor."

Gu Yueling looked calm, and told what was going on inside.

Zhou Qiyu was stunned, "Then if Wen Zuoxiang knows that this broken knife is missing, will he die of anger?"

Seeing that Zhou Qiyu, who has always been serious, would actually joke around sometimes.

Gu Yueling blinked, and said with a light smile: "Senior brother Zhou is worried, but there is actually an [-]% chance. He had a stroke in the first place, but if he was stimulated because of the missing knife, he might just leave like that."

"Uh……"

Zhou Qiyu and Qin Yueyan looked at each other.

They never expected that they were here to help Cui Xuejian, but now such a big incident happened. Once people know that the sword is related to the four of them, I'm afraid this storm will be difficult to bear!

Zhou Qiyu thought about it, and said with difficulty: "Junior Brother Cui, look, do you want to send this half of the knife back?"

"No, I won't give away what I got if I'm killed!"

Cui Xuejian shook his head hastily, rejecting Zhou Qiyu's proposal.

What a joke, the goal of his coming here tonight is this half of the Qingbi scimitar, now that he has it, how can he send it back?

Zhou Qiyu smiled wryly, "Junior Brother Cui, do you know that once Wen Zuoxiang really has an accident, someone will track down the whereabouts of the broken knife, what should we do?"

"It's none of my business! How many people have seen the true face of this Qingbi scimitar? Don't worry, no one will find that this Qingbi scimitar is the two-edged scimitar in my hand! That's fine, Brother Zhou, you don't have to persuade me, I won't send it back!"

Cui Xuejian replied stubbornly.

Gu Yueling saw that they were having internal strife, so he said in an unhurried manner: "Don't worry, no one saw this knife when I took it. Right now, Wen Zuoxiang can't die, but if he wants to live Well, it's difficult. It's getting late, we should go back to the academy to avoid any trouble."

Qin Yueyan echoed from the side: "That's right, let's go back."

The four of them went back to the Royal Academy quietly, and several doctors came to Wen Zuoxiang's mansion, and they were all helpless to face Wen Zuoxiang who was lying on the bed.

Wen Zhining was so anxious that he walked up and down the room. When he got anxious, he pointed at the doctors and yelled, "You quack doctors! If you can't cure my father, I will send you to jail!"

"Master Wen, please spare me! Zuo Wen has a cerebral hemorrhage, and there is nothing we can do about it. Please forgive me, Master Wen!"

Several old men fell to their knees and begged for mercy. They didn't want to end up in such a tragic end when they were old.

"Forgive me! You still don't want to cure my father? You bastard!"

"Master Wen, there is really nothing we can do!"

"Shut up! If you can't cure my father, don't even think about it!"

"Master Wen, this... isn't this embarrassing us?"

"Why, my young master still makes things difficult for you?"

"Master Wen, please spare us!"

For a while, the sound of cursing and begging for mercy continued in the room, which made people very upset.

Mrs. Wen Xiang, who was sitting by the side, directly smashed the teacup on the table to the ground, and made a harsh voice during the quarrel, "Wen Zhining, have you had enough trouble?"

After she sternly shouted, the whole room immediately fell silent.

But when Wen Zhining saw her getting angry, he was so dazed that he didn't dare to fart.

"Come here, send the doctors out."

Mrs. Wenxiang ordered lightly, and the maid beside her quickly stood up and sent out the doctors who had been invited to the house.

When the doctors heard that their lives were saved, they quickly cupped their hands and thanked, "Thank you, Mrs. Xiang, thank you, Mrs. Xiang!"

After thanking him, he stumbled and fled Wen Zuoxiang's mansion.

After they left, Wen Zhining walked up to her, "Mother, you have sent all the doctors away, so what about father's condition?"

Mrs. Wen Xiang glared at him, and reprimanded: "Zhi Ning, can you grow your brains? How many of these doctors in the pharmacy in the capital are really capable? Those who are really capable are all here. Stay well in the palace, it is the imperial physician bestowed by the emperor! I have asked Madam Hua to take my token to see Concubine Jing, and asked her to find two imperial physicians to show your father. Calculate the time, There is almost a letter now."

"Mother, you still have a way."

Wen Zhining breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, he thought his old man was just so out of temper, then once the reputation of his pissed father got out, people would definitely say it.

Mrs. Wen Xiang looked at such a son, and shook her head helplessly, "Zhi Ning, tell me, what trouble did you get into today, and why did you make your father so angry?"

Wen Zhining showed embarrassment, he hesitated for a while, and finally made a full move, "I...I just bought a knife, but my father came to the east courtyard to settle accounts with me, saying that the broken knife I bought Let me return it to others. However, this knife was bought at the Kyoto Auction. Mother, you don’t know that the Kyoto Auction was apparently opened by King Kangding, but the emperor also mixed it in. What about my son? This dog dares to return the goods! What's more, there has always been a clear inscription on the stele in the auction house in Kyoto, and the auction transaction will not be returned once the goods go out. I took all the knives back, so there is no reason to return them ?”

"This knife was brought back at the auction house? How much did you bid?"

Mrs. Wenxiang was not easy to fool, and immediately asked the price.

"Mother, I told you not to be angry."

"Say it!"

"One hundred... 120..."

"120 What?"

Seeing his mother's face was also dark, Wen Zhining gritted his teeth, and even if he was going to die horizontally, he would be dead vertically, so he decided to fight it out!Said loudly: "120 million silver."

(End of this chapter)