Women dressed as men: powerful officials

When Xuyuan was speaking, there was no fluctuation in his emotions.

As calm as discussing what the weather will be like tomorrow and what to eat for lunch today.

The young master does not show his joy or anger on his face.

But making a wish is too calm and wise.

Shen Yichuan narrowed his eyes and pressed on, "I don't want to hear your excuses, but I want to hear your thoughts. Do you think the Xu family should be confiscated? Should the queen..."

"Master Shen!"

Xu Yuan interrupted Shen Yichuan. She looked up, her eyes a little red, but she still clenched her fists stubbornly, not letting her emotions show at all.

"Even though the emperor is far away, it is impossible for him to know what was discussed in this small Sishui County academy, but Mr. Shen is the one who earns the emperor's salary, so he should be concerned about the emperor's worries. I wonder what Mr. Shen means by asking? Do you want to hear Xu Yuan say that this decision was wrong? Or do you want Xu Yuan to vindicate the Xu family?"

The school suddenly became quiet because of Xu Yuan's question.

The boy is not tall, but he is surprisingly imposing.

That aura was actually comparable to Shen Yichuan's.

"Since you know that the Xu family's affairs are taboo in the capital, you shouldn't treat it as an anecdote. Even if the Xu family is wrong, the ancestors of the Xu family are also founding heroes who followed the previous emperor in the wars. Just as I have no right to comment on it, Mr. Shen, what qualifications do you have to comment on it?"

After hearing Xu Yuan's words, Song Xiujing hurriedly stood up and walked to Xu Yuan, whispering to comfort him: "Mr. Xu, don't say it, Mr. Shen may not mean that."

After hearing what Song Xiujing said, Shen Yichuan brushed his sleeves, stood up and said: "Shen is indeed..."

"Whether that's what you mean, it doesn't really matter."

Xu Yuan raised his head and looked at Shen Yichuan coldly: "Mr. Shen is too old to take the national exam. If you have the time to travel around, you might as well learn more about governing a country and maintaining peace in Wenhua Palace. If you can make the list in the future, it will benefit the people instead of testing anything here."

After saying that, Xu Yuan bowed to the Master and said, "Master, Xu Yuan is not feeling well and would like to take a day off."

The Master had not yet recovered from his speech about making a wish.

After hearing Xu Yuan's words, he nodded without thinking and said, "Go back and have a good rest."

Xu Yuan sat down, packed up his books and got up to leave.

Seeing this, Song Xiujing said to the teacher, "Teacher, Ajing, go and take a look."

After saying that, Song Xiujing picked up her skirt and chased after him, leaving the group of people looking at each other in bewilderment.

"Do you feel that Xuyuan has become a different person in the past two days?"

"I can't say those words just now even if you kill me. How did he come up with them?"

"Has he been able to convince Mr. Shen?"

"Although it sounds impressive, it doesn't seem like he actually said anything. However, Mr. Shen does not look that cultured."

"In fact, he is not much older than us, and his knowledge is definitely not that great. He just relies on the fact that he is from the capital and thinks highly of himself."

A group of people were talking in low voices about making wishes, but Cheng Zeyan was the only one who clenched his fists as he watched the pale yellow shadow passing by the door.

He said, "Cheng Zhicheng, what's so good about Xu Yuan? The teacher likes him and tells everyone that Xu Yuan is his favorite student. Song Xiujing also likes him and even ignores his studies to run away."

With every word Cheng Zeyan spoke, the hatred in his heart grew stronger.

Why?

Why are so many people gathering around making wishes?

Cheng Zhicheng said nothing: "How should I know? But don't take it to heart. With Xu Yuan's personality, he will offend everyone sooner or later. Look, didn't he offend Mr. Shen today? He can only please the teacher and Song Xiujing, but others resent him very much."

"Really? I don't think so!" Cheng Zeyan asked back through gritting his teeth.

Others can't see it clearly, but Cheng Zeyan knows it clearly.

Xu Yuan is a low-key person and has always gotten along well with other students in the school.

The reason why so many people hate making wishes is because Cheng Jie hates making wishes and is just following the trend.

But now, Cheng Jie will no longer come to the school, which means that no one will make wishes specifically because of Cheng Jie.

Thinking of what he overheard in the morning, Cheng Zeyan felt unhappy.

As soon as Shen Yichuan leaves, everyone in the school will change their opinion of Xu Yuan because of the teacher's attitude.

No, it can’t be!

After Cheng Jie left the academy, he should be the one with the most influence in the academy, and he must not let Xu Yuan steal his limelight.

And Song Xiujing, such a beautiful woman, can only be around him.

Thinking of this, Cheng Zeyan clenched his fists again and didn't even hear what Cheng Zhicheng said.

Seeing Xu Yuan walk out without looking back, Shen Yichuan frowned, then leaned forward and said politely: "Master, this matter was caused by me, I will go and take a look too."

Song Xiujing had already left, and Shen Yichuan wanted to leave too. The teacher didn't say much, just nodded, and let him go.

"Mr. Xu." Song Xiujing caught up with Xu Yuan, holding up her skirt.

Xu Yuan stopped walking and tilted his head to look at Song Xiujing: "Miss Song, you shouldn't have chased out."

In fact, everyone can see that Shen Yichuan is targeting her.

Shen Yichuan is the legitimate son of the Grand Tutor's Mansion. He came to the academy to teach about the customs of the capital, probably to broaden Song Xiujing's horizons.

Life as a concubine's daughter in the rear house is already difficult. If she offends Shen Yichuan and loses this helper, her future life will probably be even more difficult.

"Mr. Xu, even if Mr. Shen is a powerful figure in the capital, Ajing is not afraid of offending him, because when Ajing is desperate, it is you, not him, who pulls Ajing up."

"Mr. Xu, there will always be many people who are dissatisfied with you in this life. Mr. Shen is targeting you because you caught his eye. A Jing doesn't think he is a great scholar. A Jing also believes that one day, Mr. Xu will surpass Mr. Shen, so don't be angry."

Song Xiujing tilted her head and looked at Xu Yuan with a bright smile.

"I just……"

When the words came to her lips, Xu Yuan swallowed them back. She took a step back and politely said, "Thank you, Miss Song. There are differences between men and women. Miss Song should go back quickly. Don't lose your reputation because of Xu Yuan."

Walking in the corridor, Shen Yichuan was still speaking when he saw Song Xiujing struggling to make a wish in front of him.

Perhaps he felt that it was not good to be chased by a woman, so Xu Yuan stopped and the two of them talked about something.

The distance is too far and I can't hear clearly.

"I'll go after Miss Song finishes speaking."

Shen Yichuan sighed and realized that he was indeed a bit aggressive.

If it is as Bei Yao said, Xu Yuan might be the orphan of the Xu family.

What he said was like putting a wish on the fire.

If Xu Yuan was not an orphan of the Xu family, his aggressive attitude would not be popular.

After waiting for a while, Shen Yichuan saw Song Xiujing walking back. Seeing this, he hurriedly prepared to follow her. Just as he took a step, a servant ran in and said, "Mr. Shen, someone is looking for you outside."

"Are you sure you're looking for me?"

Shen Yichuan was slightly stunned.

He came to Sishui with Beiyao. Beiyao and his group had already gone to the desert, and he was the only one left in Sishui City.

Could it be that...his whereabouts have been exposed?