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Chapter 162: Mu Zhao hates Liao Fan

Liao Fan also heard the noise inside and ran out quickly.

When he came out, he saw his mother looking at Mu Zhao with gritted teeth.

Mu Zhao responded calmly.

It was not difficult for him to guess what his mother was going to do, but Brother Zhao stopped her.

He bowed his hand to Mu Zhao to express his gratitude.

Then he looked helplessly at the Prime Minister's wife, "Mom, this Landlord is really good, I can use it to improve..."

"What improvement? It's time to go to Taixue today. If you don't go, you come here to gamble! And you still say it's not a magic spell?!"

Mu Zhao's hand shaking the fan paused slightly.

He actually sneaked out while he was in school?

This is not possible.

Liao Fan was still arguing, "But I can't learn anything at all in Taixue. It's just a waste of time if I go there every day. It's better to stay here..."

The Prime Minister's wife pointed at him, "Shut up!"

At the same time, Mu Zhao also shouted, "Shut up!"

The Prime Minister's wife thought Mu Zhao was yelling at her, and turned around to accuse her, but she saw that the person Mu Zhao was looking at was Liao Fan.

Mrs. Prime Minister: "?"

What is going on?

Liao Fan looked at Mu Zhao in confusion, "Brother Zhao?"

"Brother, what brother? I don't have a brother like you who can't handle things as clearly as you do."

"Brother Zhao, I... really, you also said that studying too much is boring, and you would skip school to have fun..."

"What are you talking about?" Mu Zhao interrupted him, "That's because I have learned a lot of knowledge a long time ago. Can you be the same as me?"

"I'm not as smart as you, but..." Liao Fan said, "I'm also very good at playing Landlord."

"You are good at Landlords, right?" Mu Zhao said to Meng Feifan: "I heard that you had a question before on the fourth floor, about something like a chicken and a rabbit in the same cage. Please take it out and let us, the Prime Minister, solve it."

Meng Feifan was originally looking at Mu Zhao blankly. At this moment, he was caught off guard and looked at Mu Zhao, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Oh~ ok"

He turned around and ran back to the gambling house, shocked in his heart. Oh my god, he is indeed the famous Princess Mu.

It’s okay to look like a fairy, but he still dares to directly attack the Prime Minister’s wife.

The prime minister's son called her Brother Zhao.

Seeing such a princess, it was really worthwhile for him to come to the capital.

Mu Zhao didn't understand. Why did this guy run back?

He hasn't memorized the topic yet?

Even if you don't remember it, you can still let the boy go. Once he leaves, it means that the leader of the gambling club is gone.

The momentum of the gambling house has weakened.

I will have to talk to him about this issue when the time comes.

Meng Feifan ran to the first floor dizzy and thought about this problem.

He patted his forehead and said, "I was so stunned by the little princess, how could I run back by myself?"

But now that he was back, he walked behind the counter, wrote down the question, and took it out.

When Mu Zhao saw the still-dry pen and ink, he suddenly realized, oh, it turned out that he had gone back to write it down so that no one would see it.

Quite cautious.

Meng Feifan gave the rice paper to Liao Fan.

Liao Fan glanced at it, scratched his head and looked at Mu Zhao.

Mu Zhao raised his chin, "Excuse me, this is a question I had when I was a kid."

Liao Fan looked troubled.

Mu Zhao said with a little sarcasm: "Mr. Liao, you think you don't need to go to Taixue because you have learned a lot, but for this question, the shopkeeper behind you and the one from Jiangsu and Zhejiang..."

Mu Zhao looked at the Prime Minister's wife and emphasized his voice, "Young Master Zhao, you can figure it out."

Liao Fan said: "But this problem... masters have tried it out little by little."

"Okay, then I'll take a test on literature."

Liao Fan thought of two lines from Mu Zhao's poems and was praised several times by his master, who also said that he could not write such lines himself.

He quickly said: "Don't... Brother Zhao."

"You can't do literature either?" Mu Zhao said, "Then let's compete in archery. Although I'm injured now, I should still be able to beat you."

Liao Fan thought about his messed up archery and said, "Brother Zhao, you are injured, you'd better stop moving."

Mu Zhao said: "Then you pick one and we will compare."

Liao Fan lowered his head, "It seems that I can't compare to them."

The Prime Minister's wife showed an expression of hatred for steel.

But there is one thing to say: her son is indeed inferior to Mu Zhao in every aspect.

She didn't want to look at Mu Zhao because she thought she would see Mu Zhao looking proud.

But Mu Zhao said: "I can't compare with anything in subjects, but you actually want to compete with me in skipping school? I skipped school before to experience the beautiful scenery and feel the things described in the book. I skipped literature classes and secretly practiced riding and shooting.

As for martial arts, it would be better for you to skip school and come to the gambling house."

The Prime Minister's wife suddenly raised her head and looked at her.

She thought that the child Mu Zhao was rebellious, disobedient, and was spoiled by his family.

He only goes out to play and cause trouble.

Her son Liao Fan kept talking about how good and powerful Mu Zhao was. She was worried that Mu Zhao would lead her son into bad ways, so she never let Liao Fan play with her and she always hated her.

She never expected that Mu Zhao would teach Liao Fan a lesson and ask him to study hard.
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