Poisonous Peasant 'Concubine'

At present, Han Ling Academy is still in the trial operation stage. Apart from the branch of Lingjia Village, there is only one in Beijing. Originally, the one in Lingjia Village should be regarded as the main academy, but after the academy was opened to all the state capitals of Qingguo, many core orders had to be transferred from The main academy is distributed across the country, and Ling Jingxuan and Chu Yunhan feel that the academy in the capital should be regarded as the main academy. It is estimated that from the second half of the year, Hanling Academy will gradually open to the whole country with the capital as the center.

On weekdays, Ling Jingxuan and Chu Yunhan definitely don't have time to manage the academy. The one in charge is Chu Yunhan who was responsible for managing the private property outside the palace when Chu Yunhan married Yan Shengzhi. A man in his 40s named Chu Zhong assisted him. There are also his two sons and the two famous scholars and two martial arts masters hired by Hanling Academy. The rest of the gentlemen are mostly civil and military candidates who have passed the assessment. Occasionally, the bachelors of the Imperial College will come to give lectures Lecture, and see if you can find any good seedlings by the way. Generally speaking, the operation of Hanling Academy is also very modern. The upper and lower systems are not very strict, but everyone must abide by the rules established.

"My lord, my concubine, Princess Huajun, King Fujun, Princess Huajun!"

Ling Jingxuan and his group took their children directly to the office on the second floor of the Hobby School District. The person in charge of receiving them was a shrewd and capable man in his 40s. He should be Chu Zhong. The two young men who followed him The man looked to be in his twenties at most, and somewhat similar to Chu Zhong. It should be his son. As for the two famous men and martial arts masters, they didn't seem to be here.

"There is no need to be too polite. I think the queen should have said that as long as people who enter Hanling Academy, whether they are princes or ordinary people, everyone is equal."

If there is a hierarchical system in the school, then the children of poor families will not be bullied to death?Although it is impossible to avoid it completely, they are avoiding it as much as possible.

"Yes, the prince please come inside."

It should be like that, but Chu Zhong and his two sons didn't dare to overstep. The three of them moved away and bowed to make a gesture of invitation. Some things are deeply rooted, and Ling Jingxuan didn't force it, and pushed the baby carriage Yan Shengrui took the children in together. The gentlemen's office is not like a modern teacher's office. Several desks are crowded together, and the four walls inside are made of bookcases. The collection of books is very rich, and the desks are against it. The bookcases are arranged, and there are two chairs in front of each desk, and a rectangular table in the middle, which looks a bit like a Western-style dining table, but it is longer than that, and it should be used for discussions between gentlemen.

Ling Jingxuan, Yan Shengrui and others sat down on one side of the long table. Ling Jingxuan was the dean, so he naturally sat on the main seat, while Zhao Zhong, father and son stood on the other side hesitantly, although they were the administrators of the college in name Those who represent the queen, but in the final analysis, they are just slaves, how can they be equal to the prince and the others?

"Sit down, do you want me to talk to you with my head up?"

Regarding their strong servility, Ling Jingxuan was powerless to complain, and just pouted at the seat next to him. Zhao Zhong looked up to see Prince Cheng who had taken Xiao Tuanzi out of the stroller and was teasing him, and looked again. After a moment of hesitation, King Fu and Prince Hua pulled out their chairs and sat down.

"They are the children who will enter school today. Except for my eldest son Yan Xiaobei and Uncle Xiaoyao's book boy Long Dashan, who are both ten years old this year, the other children are about the same age, but you know, their level is a little higher. , Xiaobei and Dashan, you put them into the advanced class of the 13-year-old group, and put the other children into the advanced class of the eight-year-old group. In addition, my third son Yan Xiaowu and the nephew of King Fujun Yan Xiaoqing, and Song Xiaohu, the three of them want to enter the martial arts district, so we should classify according to the standards of the literature district."

They were so reserved, Ling Jingxuan was not in the mood to talk to them, and pointed at the children to assign them. If they were to be assigned, I don't know what year and month it would be. Although Hanling College divides classes according to age groups, everyone The age group is divided into three grades of middle school and high school, in order to take care of those poor families who are very old and have no money to study and delay their children. However, if the younger children are rich in knowledge, they can also be assigned to higher age classes. It shouldn't be a problem for Yan Xiaobei and the little buns to be two or three years older.

"Yes"

Chu Zhong complied respectfully, glanced at the well-behaved children and asked thoughtfully: "I wonder if the princes of the princes need to take interest classes?"

"Not for now. If they are interested in the future, they will apply. I don't want to force them to learn something that is only romantic."

Ling Jingxuan has no interest in those piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, instead of spending time learning that, it is better to follow him to learn medicine or poison, or counting is fine, although all the little buns have already learned to count.

"Okay, it's almost time for the academy to start class, and this subordinate will send someone to send them to the corresponding class."

As he said that, Chu Zhong gave his two sons a look, and they stood up at the same time, and the little buns also got up one after another. The nine little buns lined up and bowed respectfully to them, Yan Xiaobei said in a condensed voice : "Father Wang Daddy, we will go to school first, you can go back at ease, I will take good care of my brothers."

"Well, take care of yourself too. You guys, remember to eat together at noon. Tell Xiaobei if you are not used to it. Xiaobei, you have to work harder. If your younger brothers are in trouble, you can ask Manager Chu."

Standing up to tell them a few words, Ling Jingxuan stretched out his hand and patted Yan Xiaobei's shoulder. He knew his children, and they would not cause trouble based on their own status, unless someone else provoked them first. The nine children were about the same. They are all together, and he is not afraid that someone will bully them.

"It's a sign"

Headed by Yan Xiaobei, several little buns nodded one after another. Sikong Jue pulled Yan Shangqing to help him straighten his clothes, and said worriedly: "Qing'er, you are going to school on the first day, remember to follow Brother Wen and the others, and listen to what they say do you know?"

Although after being trained by the little buns, Yan Shangqing has long since faded away from his previous shyness, but in Sikongjue's heart, he still feels that the child will be bullied if he leaves his sight. If it weren't for Xiaowen, they would all come here to study, Shang Qing I also want to come, he will not let go no matter what.

"Well, don't worry, father and concubine, Qing'er will definitely listen to Brother Wen obediently."

Yan Shangqing nodded obediently, and held Ling Wen again with his little hand. As long as Brother Wen was around, he would not be afraid.

"Brother Jue, don't worry, I will protect Shang Qing."

Ling Wen also helped to reassure him. In fact, in his mind, Shang Qing, like a porcelain doll, needs his protection. Although Yan Shangqing himself has always advertised himself as a warrior, because that is what Ling Jingxuan called him, the little warrior three This word has always been deeply imprinted in the depths of his heart, and he is also moving towards the goal of the little warrior little by little.

"Well, let's go."

Sikong Jue nodded uncomfortably, thought for a while, then raised his head and said, "Why don't I come pick you up this afternoon?"

Immediately, everyone present couldn't help but help their foreheads. Isn't the child just going to school, so why should he pick it up in person?

"No need for father and concubine, Uncle Qin from Team Thunder will send us back, and won't Father Wolf come to pick us up?"

Yan Shangqing blushed, father and concubine are good at everything, but every time they talk about him, they tend to get confused. When they came, they saw many children walking to school by themselves. They have the Thunder team and wolf father Theirs is considered very happy. If his father and concubine were to pick him up every day, he would definitely be laughed to death by Brother Qing and the others.

"They are them, I am me, let's make an agreement, I will pick you up in the afternoon."

Not paying attention to the contemptuous gazes around him, Sikong Jue made a decision on his own, Yan Shangqing looked at his father for help, the latter shrugged helplessly, he was still under observation, how dare he disobey his daughter-in-law?There is no way, Yan Shangqing can only find his Uncle Ling, Ling Jingxuan sighed helplessly: "I said you are enough, the child grows up, you have to learn to let go, can you still protect him for the rest of your life? Let the kids go to class."

A loving father has many failures, thanks to Shang Qing being a good boy, otherwise Sikong Jue would be disabled sooner or later if he got used to it like this.

"But the word "I'm worried" stuck in my throat after meeting Ling Jingxuan's eyes. My feverish head finally calmed down. If I really wanted to say worried, shouldn't Ling Jingxuan be even more worried? Going to school here, it’s true, every time it’s about Shang Qing, he can’t control his daddy’s demonic nature, and he’s always easy to worry about this and that.

"Okay, let's go to class."

Knowing that he had realized that he had gone too far, Ling Jingxuan gave the children a look, Sikong Jue would say the words of Geng Tianbing again, the children did not dare to delay, and left holding hands with Zhao Zhong's two sons.

"I'm sorry." After watching the children disappear into the office, Sikong Jue lowered his head angrily. Ling Jingxuan smiled and said, "You love the children too, they know it in their hearts."

Everyone hurts his own child. Although Sikong Jue is a little nervous because of the pain, it is undeniable that he is a good father.

"May the dean want to visit the academy?"

Seizing the right opportunity, Chu Zhong asked tentatively, and by the way, diverted their topic, and gave it to Sikong Jue at the bottom of the steps, while Yan Xiaohua hugged him at the right time, and comforted him wordlessly. King Fujun looked at the two couples who were loving and loving, and he couldn't hide his envy, but it was only a momentary thing, and soon he recovered his usual calmness. The old nine and the others are special, the royal family, it is difficult Like them, he is only loyal to one person, including him, and even he doesn't know if he still has a heart.

"No need, our appearance is already sensational enough. There is no need to attract more attention. Please take care of the children in the academy. Team Thunderclap is behind them. They are responsible for protecting the safety of the children. , They will disappear automatically during class, don’t worry about them affecting children’s class.”

After saying that, Ling Jingxuan stood up, he didn't come to inspect today as the dean, he just sent his sons to school as a father.

"Yes, Dean, go slowly."

Seeing that they were about to leave, Chu Zhong also stood up and prepared to send them back. Ling Jingxuan did not refuse. Although the group did not visit the college, they still couldn't help but go to the class where the children were studying to make sure that they were all sitting down obediently. They went back home after they were in the classroom, and Chu Zhong sent them to the school gate before returning to the campus. The campus life belonging to the buns officially began from this moment.