Help! My pet supervillain has three personalities!

However, he received no benefits and was caught red-handed by Shen Zhiyun.

Shen Zhiyun looked at the furtive Tang with a headache and said, "A-Yue, remember to knock before entering my room in the future."

"Ah? Oh, I know, I just wanted to wake you up to practice your martial arts," Tang Yue tapped on the pillar, her eyes darting around.

"I'm up now, you can go call Amo," ignoring him, at least let him change out of his pajamas.

"Oh, okay, I'll go call Amo."

Seeing that Tang Yue had left, Shen Zhiyun quickly got out of bed and changed her clothes.

Jun Lingmo woke up early, but he was too tired to stay in bed after having a good time with Yang Jiu on the mountain yesterday.

"Jun Lingmo, get up quickly, it's time to practice your skills," Tang Yue's voice came from outside the house.

Jun Lingmo scratched his head and said in a muffled voice, "Okay, Yue, I'll get dressed right away."

"Okay, I'll go wash up first. Hurry up and come over."

"Uh-huh."

Tang Yue finished washing up early and squatted down to wait for Jun Lingmo and Shen Zhiyun.

The two of them were actually wearing clothes in the same color scheme. Well, let's allow this little fan to have a little daydream, hehe.

After practicing their kung fu in the yard, the three of them went to the kitchen to help with cooking. This morning, they were delighted to find that she had her favorite jujube rice dumplings.

She ate two and brought a few more for Lin Hai, who also loved jujube rice dumplings.

After arriving at the academy, she placed the zongzi (sticky rice dumplings) on Lin Hai's table and then returned to the classroom.

Early in the morning, Zheng Pangpang had his servants bring all the newly made academy uniforms to the academy.

The boxes of medical uniforms were surrounded by people.

"Wow, Fatty, did you design this outfit?"

Zheng Pangpang rubbed his little nose and said proudly, "Of course! This was designed by Tang Yue. Isn't it super beautiful?"

"Hmm, I didn't expect Tang Yue to have this trick up her sleeve. Tsk tsk tsk, she's a real hidden talent, this little brat."

"That's right, Tang Yue knows a lot of things, she also..."

Before Zheng Pangpang could finish speaking, Tang Yue interrupted his smug mouth: "Pangpang, what are you doing with all these clothes piled up here? Why don't you take them to the dean?"

Zheng Pangpang: "Oh, the dean said that I should bring ours back, and he will distribute the rest. These are all our college uniforms."

Tang Yue stretched and said lazily, "Then let's distribute them. Tell them to sit down quickly and finish distributing them as soon as possible. If they're still making a fuss when the teacher comes, we'll all be punished by standing."

Zheng Pangpang scratched his head and quickly said, "Everyone, sit down, sit down, and stop running around and touching things."

Tang Yue only spoke after all the students were seated.

"Everyone, look carefully. There are two sets of these uniforms for boys and two sets for girls. I'll be in charge of distributing the girls' uniforms, and Fatty will be in charge of the boys'. If there are any problems, find the person in charge separately. Don't take the uniforms and run around, understand?"

The students, now seated, shouted in unison, "Understood!"

"Well, that's good to know."

"Fatty, distribute the hospital uniforms one by one, don't mix them up."

"I know, Tang Yue."

The two distributed the clothes one by one, and the people who received the clothes excitedly put them on themselves to compare.

This scene reminded Tang Yue of the modern era when school uniforms were being distributed, but the difference was that in the modern era, everyone looked disgusted, while in ancient times... at least on the surface, everyone looked happy.

Whenever Tang Yue thinks about how long she's been in school and has worn the same red school uniform, she feels like cursing the school uniform supplier—not a single one of them is nice.

"Alright, quiet down. Has everyone gotten their hospital uniforms?"

"got it."

"Well, you should all have seen the shop names on the uniforms, right?"

"I see, Tang Yue, what are these names for?"

"That's a good question, everyone listen carefully,"

"These clothes, along with the travel expenses, food costs, accommodation fees, and the money needed for our accompanying doctors and bodyguards, were all donated by the shops you see on the clothes,"

"As we all know, businessmen don't get up early for nothing. So, if you all achieve good results in this competition, I hope you can say a few good words for these shops. What do you say?"

When the people below heard Tang Yue say that scholars should speak well of merchants, they felt it would be a loss of face, and they all stammered and refused to respond.

Tang Yue wasn't in a hurry. She decided to wait and see if there would be a breakthrough.

Tang Yue waited for about ten minutes, but no one spoke.

Needless to say, Shen Zhiyun and Jun Lingmo were both supportive, so she had already warned them beforehand not to be the first to speak.

Why is no one speaking?

"Willing is willing, and unwilling is unwilling. Why are these words so hard to say?"

No sooner had Tang Yue finished speaking than a young man in brocade robes said, "Tang Yue, since ancient times, scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants have been the lowest in status. If we speak up for merchants, we will be looked down upon by students from other academies."

“Yes, we’re bringing shame to the academy by doing this,” the others chimed in.

Before Tang Yue could speak, Zheng Pangpang, unable to contain himself, began to shout indignantly, "Bullshit, what's so shameful about this?"

"Tell me, what aspect of your life—eating, drinking, and even your bodily functions—wasn't bought from merchants? How is that shameful?"

"Let's not even talk about food, drink, and basic necessities. Just tell me, the money you carry around smells so strongly of money, so why do you still carry it?"

There are 35 people in the class. Apart from Zheng Pangpang and Tang Yue, the rest are from ordinary families. They were probably instilled with the idea from a young age that scholars disdain associating with merchants, which is why they are so conflicted.

Tang Yue looked at the sulking Zheng Pangpang and soothed him, "Pangpang, don't be angry, you're like a cute little pufferfish."

Zheng Pangpang's anger dissipated immediately, and he muttered, "How am I like a pufferfish? I'm clearly very wise and powerful, okay?"

Tang Yue chuckled and said, "Alright, wise and mighty Fatty, please sit down and let me speak."

Zheng Pangpang sat down awkwardly.

Tang Yue looked at the classroom full of people and said calmly, "You're right that everyone thinks of the social hierarchy of scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants; merchants are indeed at the bottom of society."

"But are merchants citizens of the Great Qi Kingdom?"

"Is this contributing to the Great Qi Kingdom?"

"Have we provided you with all the necessities for eating, drinking, and relieving yourself?"

"To put it simply, weren't the clothes you're holding in your hands given to you by a merchant?"

"Was your trip to the Grand Competition also funded by merchants?"

"I think everyone knows that scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants are all indispensable,"

"If any link is missing, this society will fall into chaos. Besides, we are all ordinary people. I think you have received more favors from businessmen than from those unattainable officials, right?"