The White-Bone Demon of the Farm is as rich as a country

Not long after, a young scholar walked in from the back hall. I thought it should be Duan Xianzhi.

He clasped his fists and saluted Mr. Wu, saying, "Hello, sir. I wonder if you called me here for something?"

Ru Yue looked up at the man, who looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was wearing a half-worn indigo-blue gown that was a little too big for him. His face was pretty, but his narrow eyes gave people a feeling of being less than frank.

"Oh, Mr. Duan, there's no need to be so polite. This is Meng Anping's sister. She came here today to thank you for your guidance of Anping." Mr. Wu really didn't know how to explain, so he simply told Duan Xianzhi the excuse Ru Yue gave him.

"Hello Mr. Duan, I am Anping's sister. Thank you for your guidance to my younger brother." Ru Yue stood up and saluted with a peaceful look on her face.

"I dare not accept Miss Meng's thanks. It's just my duty as a teacher." His tone was distant, but he still observed the proper etiquette.

"Sir, you're being too modest. I'm not sure if I should ask you something?" Ru Yue asked Mr. Duan, seemingly confused. Without waiting for his response, she asked directly, "Sir, you're at the peak of your career. Why don't you continue to study hard and hope for a successful university, but are content to teach children in a library?"

Duan Xianzhi raised his head slightly, his eyes raised, and glanced at Ru Yue, feeling uneasy. Did she discover something? No, she's just a country girl wandering the streets. What knowledge could she have? He calmed down and said carefully, "I should have continued studying hard, but my mother is seriously ill and needs medical treatment. I have to drop out of school to make a living. I will consider the imperial examination when I am better in the future."

"Oh? Sir, you are truly a filial son, a role model worthy of our admiration and emulation!" Ru Yue stood up and bowed deeply to him again. "Sir, are you also supported by your mother to study?"

Ru Yue's compliments dispelled his concerns, and he spoke more relaxedly. "That's right. My father passed away young, and it was all thanks to my mother's hard work that I have achieved what I have today."

"Women are weak by nature, but they become strong as mothers. Mr. Duan is so handsome at such a young age. It seems your mother is truly an extraordinary woman." Ru Yue spoke of Duan's mother with admiration, but that didn't mean she would let him go. "Mr. Duan, since your mother had a hard time raising you, you should be more understanding of the hardships women face, right?"

Everyone present, except Chu Ning'an and An Ping, looked at Ru Yue. Mr. Wu couldn't understand why she seemed so aggressive today, usually so cheerful and easygoing. Could it be that Duan Xianzhi had done something to hurt An Ping?

Duan Xianzhi suddenly raised his head, a searching light flashing in his narrow eyes, but to outsiders, it seemed cruel. His voice also became colder, and there was a subtle hint of guilt. "Miss Meng, what do you mean?"

Naked contempt washed over Ru Yue's face, and she spoke without holding back. "You yourself were raised by women, and that's how you got the confidence to say that women should earn money to support the family while also adhering to the moral code of seclusion. To be completely disrespectful, your mother has been supporting you by sitting at home sewing and doing her duty as a woman."

Duan Xianzhi narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to devour her with his gaze, but his mind flashed back to the scene of his mother working from dawn to dusk to earn money. That was more than just showing off her face, even groveling and fawning. Because of this, he worked harder than anyone else in the academy, just to live up to his mother's hard work.

Mr. Wu was a man of great wisdom, so there was nothing he didn't understand after seeing this. Mr. Duan was from his academy, so he should have helped him. But he knew from Ru Yue's words that Duan Xianzhi had secretly taught Anping inappropriate things. Thinking of this, he was at a loss for words. The teacher in his academy instigated students, causing parents to come to the academy, and he felt guilty.

"As a teacher, you should set an example for your students. Only then can the principles of the world be emulated and followed by others, and only then can people in the world behave properly and observe etiquette. What did you do, Mr. Duan? Picking up the bowl to eat meat, and putting it down to curse your mother is your way of being a gentleman?"

Duan Xianzhi was so angry that her face turned red, but she couldn't say a word. It was unexpected that such a little girl could say so many profound truths. No wonder that person was willing to spend a lot of money to ask her to do something behind the scenes.

"Mr. Duan, don't you want to give me an explanation for your words and actions?" His voice was as cold as frost.