The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Finished!

Upon seeing this, the surrounding students quickly moved away; they all knew this.

If Qin Jiaojiao recites the words of the sage, it means she's serious!

As soon as Qin Jiaojiao finished speaking, the dark red aura of righteousness around her suddenly surged.

She raised her right hand, joined her index and middle fingers together, and made a faint line in the air.

Each word that came out of her mouth transformed into a dark red light.

It condenses, rotates, and intertwines in the air, eventually transforming into a three-foot-long sword of literary energy.

Zhao Tiezhu's expression changed drastically, and he subconsciously took several steps back.

He had never seen Qin Jiaojiao use this trick before.

When the two sparred, Qin Jiaojiao always used fists and feet, never using her internal energy.

"You... what are you doing...?"

"The sage said, 'I found out the way to your house this morning, but you're doomed to die tonight!'"

Wang Long's lips twitched involuntarily as he looked out the window, while Xu Wanyun also looked helpless.

"Was this little girl also influenced by 'Lunyu' (a popular online literary magazine)?"

Wang Long was surprised, feeling that he and Qin Jiaojiao must have a lot in common in this regard.

Qin Jiaojiao suddenly pointed at Zhao Tiezhu.

Whoosh!

The sword of literary energy suddenly flew out and landed precisely at Zhao Tiezhu's feet.

boom!

With a muffled thud, a crater the size of a bowl was blasted into the blue brick ground, and rubble flew everywhere.

Zhao Tiezhu was so frightened that he sat down on the ground with a thud, his face ashen and his whole body trembling.

"Qin...Qin Jiaojiao...you..."

"What? Still not convinced? Confucius said..."

As she spoke, she raised her foot and kicked Zhao Tiezhu in the knee!

boom!

Zhao Tiezhu was kicked so hard that he fell to one knee, his knee hitting the blue brick floor with a dull thud.

He winced in pain, but before he could react, Qin Jiaojiao kicked him in the other leg.

Kneel on both knees.

Qin Jiaojiao stepped forward, placed one foot on his chest, and looked down at him condescendingly.

That delicate little face held a coldness that didn't match her age.

"Are you convinced now?"

"I'm impressed, Lady Qin!"

Zhao Tiezhu followed his heart.

"If I ever see you bullying anyone again, I'll make sure you're bedridden for six months straight."

Zhao Tiezhu begged for mercy repeatedly.

"Sister Jiaojiao...I was wrong...I'll never do it again..."

Qin Jiaojiao nodded in satisfaction, withdrew her foot, and patted the dust off her skirt.

"Okay, get lost~"

Zhao Tiezhu felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He scrambled to his feet and limped back to his seat.

The crowd cheered instantly.

"Sister Jiaojiao is awesome!"

"Our leader is amazing!"

"Heroine Qin is our guardian angel!"

A group of children surrounded him, showering him with compliments.

A female classmate fanned her warmly.

"Sister Jiaojiao, are you hot? Let me fan you."

Male classmates fawned over them, serving them tea and water.

"Sister Jiaojiao, are you thirsty? I just brewed some tea, have a taste."

Others offered various snacks.

"Sister Jiaojiao, these are raisins my dad brought back. They're so sweet."

Qin Jiaojiao didn't stand on ceremony. She took the raisins, stuffed them into her mouth, chewed them a couple of times, and her eyes curved into crescents.

"Hmm, not bad, quite sweet."

As she spoke, she took the osmanthus cake, took a bite, and her cheeks bulged out like a little hamster.

The children around her watched her eat, and they couldn't stop smiling.

He looked exactly like a mountain bandit king, enjoying the tribute from his subordinates.

Wang Long stood outside the window, watching this scene, his lips twitching slightly.

He turned his head and looked at Xu Wanyun.

"Mr. Xu, this..."

Wang Long was worried that the academy would punish Qin Jiaojiao for breaking school rules, since many old-fashioned teachers thought so.

Xu Wanyun smiled gently, her eyes full of doting affection for Qin Jiaojiao.

"We Confucian scholars emphasize the Six Arts of a Gentleman."

"Among them, archery and charioteering are the arts of combat."

"Confucian scholars are not bookworms who only know how to nod their heads and sway their heads. They read books to understand principles, understand principles to cultivate themselves, and cultivate themselves to regulate their families, govern the country, and bring peace to the world."

"If you can't even protect yourself, how can you manage your family, govern the state, and bring peace to the world?"

"Therefore, the academy does not prohibit fights between students. As long as it does not endanger life or damage the foundation, the academy generally will not intervene."

Wang Long nodded. "I see!"

He was relieved; Qin Jiaojiao would not only be protected from being bullied, but would also live a very comfortable life.

This child truly lives up to her reputation as Luo Hanyi's daughter.

Although their personalities are different, their innate leadership qualities are exactly the same.

He looked at Qin Jiaojiao and liked her more and more, and felt more and more heartache for her.

This child grew up without a father or mother, and is studying alone in such a faraway place.

Although you may seem carefree and easygoing on the surface, you must be suffering inside, right?

Wang Long's eyes reddened slightly as he thought of this.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the bitterness, and turned to look at Xu Wanyun.

"Mr. Xu, may I go in and see her?"

Xu Wanyun nodded.

"Of course, it's break time now, please go ahead, sir."

As she spoke, she walked to the school door and gently knocked on the door frame.

"Jiaojiao".

Qin Jiaojiao, who was sitting with her legs crossed, jumped up excitedly from her chair when she heard Xu Wanyun's voice.

She ran quickly to Xu Wanyun and threw herself into her arms.

"Master, you wanted to see me?"

Her voice was sweet and soft, completely different from the boss who had just kicked Zhao Tiezhu over.

Qin Jiaojiao wrapped her arms around Xu Wanyun's waist, buried her face in her chest, and rubbed against her like a spoiled kitten.

Xu Wanyun reached out and affectionately patted her head, a gentle smile on her lips.

Qin Jiaojiao snuggled even more happily in her arms, practically hanging on her body.

Wang Long stood to the side, somewhat envious.

He also really wanted to try the facial cleanser.

Xu Wanyun gently patted Qin Jiaojiao's back and said softly.

"Jiaojiao, stop fooling around, we have guests."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jiaojiao lifted her head from Xu Wanyun's embrace and looked at Wang Long, following her gaze.

She looked Wang Long up and down, her brows furrowing slightly, her small face filled with scrutiny and distrust.

Qin Jiaojiao released Xu Wanyun, crossed her arms, raised her chin slightly, and looked at Wang Long with hostility.

"Who are you?"

Her voice was clear and crisp, yet it carried a hint of impolite questioning.

"Is he also one of my master's suitors?"

Wang Long was speechless. Although he had feelings for Xu Wanyun, he hadn't taken any action yet.

"Tsk tsk, old man, you think you can chase after my master with your old arms and legs?"

Qin Jiaojiao clicked her tongue and complained with a disdainful look.

Xu Wanyun blushed and gently patted Qin Jiaojiao's head.

She said coquettishly.

"Nonsense!"

"Ouch~ Master, why did you hit me?"

Qin Jiaojiao shrank her neck and looked at Xu Wanyun with a wronged expression.

"This is the person your mother sent to visit you."

Upon hearing this, Qin Jiaojiao released Xu Wanyun and circled around Wang Long.

His handsome brows furrowed, and his voice was chillingly cold.

"You think you can speak for my mother?"