The famine-escape cub vs. the fake daughter cub

Before I could figure out what was going on, Wen Yuan arrived and said, "Sir, the headmaster wants you to come over."

Yunli's scalp tingled and he remembered that he had forgotten his master.

"Did the master say what it was?"

she asked quickly.

Wen Yuan gave her a knowing look and stretched out his hand to signal her to hurry up. "The headmaster is angry, you better hurry up."

Go and get scolded soon, right?

Yunli held his forehead and felt a headache.

As expected, the first time he saw his master, he ordered directly, "Move your things to my place, and you will live with your master and his wife from now on."

Yunli: “…”

Well, the master was so angry that he lost his usual graceful demeanor.

Yunli smiled and poured a cup of tea for his master, then handed it to him and said, "Master, please calm down and listen to my explanation!"

"You can even talk the dead back to life with your mouth! I won't listen."

Yu Guangji first took the teacup from his apprentice, then waved his hand and refused stubbornly.

"I didn't hide these things from you on purpose, I just didn't have time to report it to you! And Master, you see, I'm fine, and I've already moved into the dormitory. If I move to your place, it will be troublesome to move back and forth, and it won't be good for the students. You see, I live in a dormitory alone, it's convenient and quiet, and I can get along well with my fellow disciples. Just agree to it, okay?"

Yunli used her best method of acting like a spoiled child again, pinching her master's shoulders and shaking them.

Yu Guangji coughed twice and suppressed the upward curve of his mouth. "I won't ask you about the drunken incident the day before yesterday. What was going on with the commotion this morning?"

"It was a thief. Luckily, Brother Junming was here, and the thief didn't dare to steal and ran away. I moved back here just for this reason. Master, you don't know about this? If he was just drunk, why would I move back here?"

Yunli lied with a clear conscience.

This was also the statement that she and Liu Junming had agreed on long ago.

If she told the story of the attack on her and Liu Junming, there would probably be a commotion in the academy for a while, and the newly opened girls' school would also be disbanded because of this incident.

Let their personal grudges with others affect the academy. Not only Yunli, but even Liu Junming would not do this.

It would be better to just say that they encountered thieves, deal with the matter perfunctorily internally, and strengthen the security of the academy externally.

Yu Guangji was half-believing and half-doubting, and looked at Yunli suspiciously: "Are you trying to trick Master?"

"Master, why would I lie to you? You are my biggest supporter in the academy. If I really have something to say, how can I not tell you? Don't worry, it's really a small matter. I'm just being a little cautious."

Yunli's words were extremely sincere.

Yu Guangji sighed, "You have always been a person with your own ideas. But as I said before, remember that Master is here for everything. There is no need for a little kid like you to take the lead."

"I really didn't resist anything, Master. Don't worry! If everything is fine, I will go back to study."

Yunli said this as he was about to slip away.

"return!"

Yu Guangji quickly called her over and pointed to a wooden box on the side. "Inside these are a few travel notes that I selected for you. If your homework is boring, you can pick one out and read it. But be careful not to read those strange stories written by scholars, as it will distract you."

He said a few words and then hurriedly sent the man away.

Yunli was stunned, and after thinking about it carefully, he couldn't help but find it a little funny.

What Master meant by strange stories and anecdotes should be those stories about a rich girl falling in love with a poor scholar and eloping with him, as well as stories about mountain spirits and ghosts falling in love with a poor scholar and helping him to pass the imperial examinations and have a smooth career, right?

Putting aside the gender and the content of the story, the sour scholars do have some skills, and the poems and songs in the book were actually written by the sour scholars themselves.

Yunli actually reads a few books from time to time.

But it is not as interesting and vivid as travel notes.

When Yunli returned to the study room with the wooden box, he saw Liu Junming sitting in his seat, flipping through the "Analects of Confucius", and he felt embarrassed.

Liu Junming looked up at her and turned the page with a smile, "Ali's Analects is really interesting. It actually talks about what happened in Qingzhou!"

Yan Mingzhi was just looking for fun, "You should read the book The Doctrine of the Mean, which tells the story of Miss Qiu and Mr. Pan's elopement. The content is much more exciting than Qingzhou."

“Ahem!” Yunli quickly picked up all the other books on the table. “What Miss Qiu, what Scholar Pan! I really don’t understand what you are talking about!”

"I also want to know the story that you, Mingzhi brother, know." Liu Junming blinked his beautiful peach blossom eyes and looked at Yunli pitifully.

However, Yunli was a man of stone and was not moved at all. He even took out the wooden box and said, "Look, this is the travel notes that the headmaster personally selected. It's very interesting. If you want to read it, read this. As for you, Brother Mingzhi, there is no share for you."

She reached out and slapped Yan Mingzhi's hand away, "Just go and see your Miss Qiu and Mr. Pan."

Yan Mingzhi retracted his hand and said regretfully, "I recently received a box of jade-white first-class South China pearls. I wanted to give some to Ali to make a pearl crown, but it seems that Ali is not interested in them anymore."

Nanzhu! Still first class?

"In fact, I think the story of Miss Qiu and Mr. Pan is just so-so and not worthy of Brother Mingzhi's attention. How about this, I will write a story about Miss Qiu beating Mr. Pan for you someday?"

In front of Nanzhu, Yunli felt that he could still bend and stretch.

Yan Mingzhi chuckled and stopped teasing Yunli. He took out a small wooden box from his schoolbag and handed it to her. "Here, there are a total of one hundred eight treasures. You can use them to make a jade crown or a jade belt."

eight treasures?

Yunli doesn’t know much about pearls, but after opening the pearl and seeing its size, he knew it could be called “Eight Treasures” and it is definitely the best among pearls!

"This is too big! Just put one in your hair crown."

Even though she was greedy for money, she still felt that the value of this box of pearls was indeed a bit expensive. If each pearl cost two thousand taels, this box would be worth two hundred thousand taels! The total value was almost equal to the string she sold to Mr. Hu that year!

"He doesn't need these, just take them." Liu Junming said with a smile, "Brother Mingzhi has two pearl pools at home. Just one hundred eight treasures, not worth mentioning."

Yunli finally reacted.

In the eyes of most people, pearls are a symbol of preciousness and are as famous as treasures. Many people who love their children will name them Zhen, Zhu and Bao, which shows how rare they are.

However, in the eyes of the aristocratic families who have divided up almost all the resources of the world, it is nothing more than the output of one of their territories.