Reborn as a doctor, he takes revenge and ruthlessly punishes the scum.

On the square of Songhe Academy.

At this moment, a group of scholars were gathered around, pointing and commenting on a figure in the middle.

"I never expected that someone who always seemed so respectable was actually a thief!"

"Hehe, you can know a person's face but not their heart. Besides, you don't know, but his disability was caused by Fang Weizhi. He probably stole Fang Weizhi's money to vent his anger."

"I see! Fang Weizhi's family is so poor, it took them ages to scrape together this little bit of tuition. If the tuition is lost, he might have to drop out of school. What Yu Moyan is doing is cutting off his path to education. Sigh, what happened back then was an accident, so Fang Weizhi can't be blamed. Yu Moyan's behavior is just too despicable."

"Yes, it's a good thing that such a person wasn't allowed into officialdom. With such a narrow mind, if he were to enter officialdom, he would surely be a parasite on the court and a disgrace to the literati!"

"So, he's disabled? It really is a blessing from heaven!"

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Hearing the vicious attacks, Yu Moyan, dressed in white with an indifferent expression yet possessing an extraordinary temperament, trembled slightly in the hand that was leaning on her cane.

Fang Weizhi, as the crowd described him, was dressed in coarse cloth, clearly indicating his poverty. Listening to their discussion, a flash of malice crossed his eyes, but his expression remained sorrowful as he sighed:

“Brother Yu, I was wrong about what happened before. But I have already sincerely apologized to you for that mistake. How could you steal the tuition fees I worked so hard to gather just because you were jealous of me? Do you want to cut off my path to education?”

Among the onlookers, some scholars scoffed:

“Brother Fang, isn’t it obvious? He’s disabled and can’t take the imperial examinations. So he’s thinking of cutting off your path to the examinations too. Don’t waste your breath on such a narrow-minded person. Just report him to the authorities and have him arrested.”

"Yes, yes, being kind to him is the cruelest thing you can do to yourself. Who knows what he might do to you later if you forgive him this time?"

“That’s right. His family are merchants, and all merchants are unscrupulous. This kind of person shouldn’t be in our academy. Brother Fang, please take this as cleaning up our academy’s mess and report it to the authorities immediately so they can arrest him and kick him out.”

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Fang Weizhi's eyes gleamed with barely suppressed glee and smugness. He forced himself to hold back, letting out a deliberately hesitant sigh.

“Sigh, I was originally thinking of letting him go. But you’re right. He treated me like this today, and if he doesn’t like you later, who knows what he might do to you. In order to eliminate this uncertainty for the academy, I have no choice but to report him to the authorities and have him taken away.”

As she spoke, she looked apologetically at Yu Moyan:

“Brother Yu, don’t blame me, but what you did this time was indeed a bit too much. Our Songhe Academy cannot tolerate someone of such low character as you.”

Yu Moyan stared at him indifferently:

"Fang Weizhi, I've already said I didn't steal your money. Whether you believe me or not is beyond my control."

As he spoke, he indifferently swept his gaze over the people present who were making sarcastic remarks:

"As scholars, we should focus solely on studying the classics. If all the scholars of our Great Yong were like you, speaking without restraint and unable to distinguish right from wrong, then the future of our Great Yong would truly be worrisome."

His words made everyone's faces turn sour.

Fang Weizhi sneered inwardly:

Yu Moyan, as expected, is still as rigid and inflexible as before. For someone like that, getting Wen Lang to ruin his reputation would be a piece of cake.

He gave everyone an apologetic smile, then looked at Yu Moyan with a frown and said:

“Brother Yu, although you harbor resentment because of your disability, you can take it out on me. How can you slander everyone like this? Your behavior is truly despicable.”

The crowd's expressions softened considerably, and their contempt for Yu Moyan deepened.

"Brother Fang, don't waste your breath on someone like that. He's ruined himself, and he wants everyone else to ruin with him. The academy should have kicked such a despicable person out long ago. I really don't know what the dean was thinking."

"Yes, we should have compassion, but we also have to consider what kind of person we are showing compassion to. Showing compassion to such a despicable person is being cruel to us."

"Yes, you're right. I feel disgusted just being around someone like that."

"Yes, that's right. He's not worthy of being in the same academy as us."

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The number of voices echoing the sentiment increased, and they became increasingly unpleasant to listen to.

Fang Weizhi's smugness grew stronger and stronger:

Yu Moyan, weren't you so smug before? I knelt in front of the dean's door and begged him for three days and three nights, but he still refused to accept me as his disciple.

However, he took the initiative to ask to be your apprentice.

Why, why!

I, Fang Weizhi, believe that my knowledge and ambition are no less than yours.

Why is it that you can gain the dean's favor, but I can't?

It's truly a blessing from heaven that I had the chance to cripple you silently. The moment I crushed your legs, I felt an unbearable sense of satisfaction.

But why would the dean allow a good-for-nothing like you to remain in the academy?

But it doesn't matter, because it was precisely because he kept you that I had the opportunity to nail you to the pillar of shame for "stealing," and to truly and utterly destroy you.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. Although he tried to keep his voice down, there was still a hint of excitement in it:

“Yu Moyan, you have angered the public. Alas, although I don’t want to pursue this matter, for everyone’s sake, I have no choice but to hand you over to the authorities.”

Yu Moyan's hands, hanging at her sides, were clenched tightly.

How could he not be furious? He had already lost the opportunity to participate in the imperial examinations and realize his ambitions. But now, they were even taking away his chance to stay in the library and be surrounded by books.

He didn't care what others thought.

But his wife, children, and parents will all be pointed at and despised by the world because of him.

My child, that's right, my child, if he's branded with the mark of "theft," then his son Chen will never have the chance to participate in the imperial examinations again.

And his daughter Jiajie, it's impossible for her to marry into a good family in the future.

How is he supposed to face his two children?

And then there's Shuyan, who already had a difficult time in the Wen family. Once, because he was disabled and couldn't be her support, that was one thing.

Now that Wen Lang has passed the imperial examination, he is to be branded as a "thief." Wouldn't that make Shu Yan's life even more difficult because of him?

Thinking about all this, the indifference on his face slowly turned into hesitation and struggle.

Fang Weizhi keenly noticed the change in his emotions, and feeling smug, he suddenly spoke:

“Brother Yu, if you are truly repentant, I have a suggestion.”

Yu Moyan was taken aback; his worry for his family made him unconsciously frown.

"What do you mean?"

Fang Weizhi looked at everyone:

"If you truly repent, then kneel down, kowtow to everyone, and apologize to them."

But inwardly, he sneered:

Kneel down, kneel down and kowtow to me. You, once a prodigy, were not high above and unapproachable.

What kind of world is this? Right now, all I want to see is you kneeling at my feet, groveling before me in your lowly state.

Of course, even if you kneel down, I will still report it to the authorities. After all, I didn't say that I wouldn't report it to the authorities if you kneel down and kowtow!

Yu Moyan clenched her fist so tightly that her nails dug blood from her palm.

How could someone as proud as him possibly be willing to kneel and kowtow to them?

But then he thought of his wife, children, parents, and sister.

He hesitated!

If humiliating him could protect the people he cares about, how could he refuse?

In the end, his love for his family made him slowly loosen his clenched fists, even though he was unwilling. He took a step forward, slowly lifted the hem of his robe, and was about to kneel down.

Fang Weizhi could barely contain his pleasure; he almost burst into mocking laughter.

Kneel down now, kneel down for me.

What kind of chosen one of heaven? He's nothing but a nobody. He has to kneel at my feet!