Wait for me, and watch me fight my way back to the reincarnation path

Yes, Qin Qiong suddenly remembered that the guy was a '盳' and must have some skills, but he had forgotten this.

"Can I get up early with you to clean the yard tomorrow?"

Xiao Lanzi pouted and asked Qin Qiong: "Sister Chun said that because you were diligent in the morning, Mother Qian asked you to hide and not let you go to school with the young master, but I am in so much pain..."

The eight or nine-year-old child stretched out his little hand in front of Qin Qiong and said aggrievedly: "My hand really hurts. It will be my turn tomorrow, but I don't want to go..."

Qin Qiong looked at the child and sighed in her heart. She was not afraid of insidious revenge, demons and monsters, or conspiracies and tricks. She was just afraid of such straightforward expressions and clear requests. She... was not that hard-hearted.

The next day, Qin Qiong got up early again, finished his work in the yard, took back everyone's breakfast, and then stood obediently in the yard waiting for the Seventh Young Master to come out of the house to choose someone to go to school with him.

Sure enough, when the Seventh Young Master came out and saw her, he asked curiously, "Who are you?"

"Seventh Master, I am new in the garden, my name is Qin Wu"

"Oh, I remember, you are the girl who caught the teacup"

"Yes"

"Okay, you follow me today. You seem to be quite tough."

"……Yes"

"By the way, I haven't given you a name yet, right?"

"Please give me a name, Master."

"That's Xiao Lan Zi, you...just call me Xiao Ju Zi."

"How about I call you Xiao Banzi?"

"Why, why?"

"I have to take the beating for the young master anyway, so I'll just call him this so it's easier for you to remember."

"I..." This was probably the first time that the Seventh Young Master had someone mention this to him in person, and he immediately felt a little uncomfortable: "Not good!"

He shouted loudly: "It's not that I want to be beaten by the teacher. It's all the teacher's fault. He makes me carry so much every day, but doesn't let others carry it. I am carrying it very hard!"

"What? Only the young master can carry you?"

"Yes, I still have to practice, so I don't have time to recite it."

Qin Qiong blinked, thought for a moment, and then said, "Then I'll call myself Xiaojuzi, it's a nice name."

"Hmph!" The Seventh Young Master didn't want to talk anymore. He turned around and walked away with a pout.

The two servants obviously didn't expect that the little girl would dare to speak to the young master like that. However, the young master didn't say anything anyway, so they waved to Qin Qiong and followed her.

It takes some walking to get to school, so all the young masters in the family who are attending school have to walk together, with a horse-drawn carriage following, and servants like Xiaojuzi follow the carriage and walk below.

At this time, Xiaojuzi saw the other five young masters of the He family. In addition to the three he had seen before, there were two more. Xiaojuzi didn't know who these two were, but from what he heard, they seemed to be cousins.

When they arrived at the school, students of different ages were separated. The seventh young master was the youngest, so he went to a large room on the first floor with eight tables. After everyone sat down, Xiaojuzi discovered that the room was not full yet. There were only seven students in the classroom.

Xiaojuzi and the others were in the side room outside, arranging their masters' belongings and waiting.

It was Xiaojuzi's first time here, so the two servants helped her set the stage. There were a lot of things, including snacks for the young master to use during breaks, tea, fans, handkerchiefs and so on.

At this time, Xiaojuzi discovered that it was not only her young master who brought a maid with him, but it seemed that all the young masters in the classroom on the first floor brought maids with them. Even the young masters on the first floor of the inner courtyard brought maids with them.

After everything was packed up, they whispered to her for a while what the gentleman was going to say after letting her in.

"Tell me I was wrong and beg for forgiveness, and cry while saying it... maybe the master will feel sorry for you and won't hit you so much," Little Hammer whispered to her.

"So many hits?" Little Orange blinked and asked, "How many hits do you usually get?"

"I don't know...it's hard to tell. It depends on the master's mood. Sometimes he just hits me twice, and sometimes he hits me endlessly..." Xiao Dezi whispered beside him.

He looked at Xiaojuzi's petite appearance and felt a little worried.

Before the teacher arrived, the students had to review their lessons on their own. Xiaojuzi went inside to serve the pens and ink. She looked at the desks of the young masters and suddenly found that the books on their desks were different. The seventh young master was already reading "University" while the first four young masters were still reading "Thousand Character Classic".

Soon, a man who looked like a gentleman entered the classroom. Xiaojuzi walked to the window and took a closer look at him. He was an obstinate old pedant, nothing special about him, just a little self-righteous.

Xiaojuzi sat back down, while Xiaodezi and Xiaochuizi beside her were very nervous.

"Is this Mr. Wang?" Xiaojuzi thought for a moment and asked.

"Yes...how did you know?"

Xiaojuzi smiled and said, is there any need to ask?

Mr. Wang first taught the Thousand Character Classic to the first few students, and it sounded like he was almost done. Then he taught the tenth chapter of the University: Ming Dao to the later students.

Zilu asked about strength, Confucius said: "The south..."

……

Qin Qiong had long since returned all the classical Chinese literature she had learned to her teacher. She had never been a serious student since she was young, and classical Chinese literature was even more of a headache for her. While the teacher was lecturing, she was always daydreaming.

But now when she heard such teaching voices again, she felt sad. Yes, she really couldn't go back.

Soon it was noon, and the servants went to the kitchen at the back to get food boxes for their masters. They then served them until they finished eating, and only then could they eat quickly.

In the afternoon, Mr. Wang gave some lectures on math and then asked the students to review their books on their own before leaving.

"That's great. Today is a lecture and the teacher won't test us," Xiao Dezi said happily to Xiao Juzi.

"Why does this gentleman keep changing?" asked Xiaojuzi.

"Yes, it's almost time for the provincial examination. The students upstairs have heavier classes, so most of the teachers have gone upstairs to teach. So, the classes below will be taught by you two in turn," the servant from another family whispered to Xiaojuzi.

"So, Mr. Yu, who always beats up girls, won't come to class?"

"No, one person per day..." The servant looked at Xiaojuzi with some pity.

"Thank you!"

Xiaojuzi looked at the boy generously and asked, "Do you know why Mr. Yu likes to beat little girls?"

Everyone shook their heads. These servants and maids who followed the young masters to class were actually not very old. The oldest one looked only thirteen or fourteen years old.

"They are still just kids," Xiaojuzi sighed in his heart.

But as soon as the master left, Qin Qiong knew why this Seventh Young Master was so annoying.

As soon as the teacher left, the young master stood up and shouted for everyone to play together. Some children were still reciting and didn't want to pay attention to him, so he snatched their books and overturned their tables.

In the end, everyone was annoyed by him, so they gathered together to play pitch pot. The loser would be beaten, and the number of hits would depend on how many times he lost. Of course, no one would beat the young master, so all the servants were let in, and the classroom was bustling with noise.

Qin Qiong observed carefully. These were just children. Although some of them had taken harsh measures because they disliked the Seventh Young Master, none of them were sinister.

Although the servants were beaten, they knew they were being beaten on behalf of their masters and did not complain. Overall... it was okay.