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Chapter Thirty-Three Mr. Irregular

Qin Dewei was a little tired today. He worked hard during the day and also worked hard at night. When he returned to the couch, he fell asleep and didn't recognize the bed at all.

The next morning, before she had slept enough to open her eyes, Zhou broke in, forcibly slapped Qin Dewei awake and pulled him up.

With sleepy eyes, Qin Dewei had an extra cloth bag in his hand, the same one he saw Liu Yue carrying yesterday.

"Don't be lazy, I'm going to study with my third brother today!" Zhou said excitedly, "Help me get the things!"

Qin Dewei muttered dissatisfiedly: "I'm not a servant of the Xu family, why should I carry his bag?"

"The Xu family wants you to eat and live for free, what's wrong with you putting in some effort? Isn't this polite?" Zhou's rebuttal made Qin Dewei speechless, and he could only take the cloth bag and hold it.

At least it's not a bad thing, Qin Dewei comforted himself, it was good to study with the Xu family, didn't he want to study in the first place?

It doesn’t cost any money and you can follow the class for free, which is great!

I stood in the gate with my bag and waited for a while before I saw Brother Cheap Nanny wandering out from behind the second door.

The two greeted each other and walked out of the door together.

While walking on the road, Qin Dewei couldn't help but ask: "Why don't you let Miss Liu Yue continue to study with you?"

Xu Shi'an answered very honestly: "Even if it's delicacies from the mountains and seas, if I let you eat them from morning to night, will you get tired of them?"

Qin Dewei was speechless, but this is indeed the normal mentality of a rich man. A beautiful maid is just an object. If you are tired of it, put it down first.

After walking for a while, Qin Dewei felt something was wrong: "Is ethnology so far away? I heard it's not in this direction either."

Xu Shi'an replied: "Let's go to Pigeon Bridge to have a bowl of wontons first! There is a restaurant over there that is very delicious. If we go there late, they will be sold out!"

What else could Qin Dewei do but follow him? Anyway, he had no money and was not afraid.

Only then did Qin Dewei remember that he seemed to still have eight taels of silver left to confiscate...

By the time I finished eating the wontons and rushed to the clan school, morning had almost turned into morning.

At this time, Mr. Ethnic Studies had not yet started his lecture, but he was sitting at the door of the school reading a book, with a ruler in his hand, obviously preparing to block the late students.

Qin Dewei was a little uneasy. He heard that some young masters made mistakes in school and were beaten instead of being beaten. Was this the idea behind Xu Shian's appointment of himself as an escort?

The two of them walked to the door of the school. The ethnic scholar, who was about thirty years old, raised his head, picked up the ruler, and was about to say something.

But Xu Shi'an spoke first: "Report to Mr. Zeng, today I changed my escort!" Then he pointed at Qin Dewei and said: "This is my Aunt Zhou's son!"

After hearing Xu Shian's introduction, Mr. Zeng glanced at Qin Dewei a few times, hesitated, and then put down the ruler.

Xu Shi'an grabbed Qin Dewei, who was still familiar with the unfamiliar environment, passed through Mr. Zeng's barrier, and quickly entered the school.

When passing by Mr. Zeng, Qin Dewei inadvertently caught a glimpse of the cover of the book in Mr. Zeng's hand. On it was the four-character title - The Essentials of Martial Arts.

Qin Dewei was in a daze for a while. Is this a serious ethnic school? The teacher is actually reading military works, isn't it a martial arts school?

I couldn't help but ask Xu Shi'an again: "What exactly did your Xu family study?"

Xu Shi'an was surprised by this question, but replied: "What else can be learned in the school? It's just the Four Books and Five Classics."

Qin Dewei pointed to the door and said, "Then why does Mr. Zeng read martial arts scriptures?"

Xu Shi'an laughed and said: "That's just Mr. Zeng's personal preference. He often goes to Jingwei Martial Arts in the street next door to learn from each other!"

Qin Dewei didn't know how to evaluate this behavior. He could only say that this teacher was too unruly.

As he was talking, a scream suddenly came from the direction of the door. Qin Dewei turned around and saw that there was someone late behind him who was being held down and beaten by Mr. Zeng.

"Why didn't you hit us just now?" Qin Dewei had a doubt from his heart that had been brewing for a long time.

Xu Shi'an had an extremely ambiguous look on his face, and just smiled "hehehehe" without saying a word.

Qin Dewei said dissatisfiedly: "If you keep trying to pass things off, I will ask Mr. Zeng directly."

Xu Shi'an quickly leaned over and whispered mysteriously: "Mr. Zeng has liked Aunt Zhou for several years."

Do you even know about this kind of thing between men and women? Qin Dewei glanced at the cheap brother, it seems that you are not an ignorant boy. You were really worried for a long time yesterday.

Wait, are you talking about Aunt Zhou? Qin Dewei suddenly realized that Aunt Zhou is his biological mother!

Qin Dewei was suddenly frightened and looked at Mr. Zeng who was still beating people at the door. He was indeed not a serious teacher!

"How did we know him?" Qin Dewei asked this question with great difficulty.

Xu Shian felt that Qin Dewei's reaction was very interesting, and continued to speak knowingly: "A few years ago, when I was young, Aunt Zhou took me to the clan school, so I became familiar with Mr. Zeng, but Aunt Zhou didn't like it.

he."

Qin Dewei wanted to know too many things, and then asked: "What's going on with Mr. Zeng?"

While appreciating Qin Dewei's distorted expression, Xu Shi'an replied cheerfully: "Mr. Zeng is not from our local area, but a poor scholar from Yangzhou.

There is no other way to make a living. He is a teacher in our clan and earns a living. I heard that some elders in the clan admire him very much, so his position is quite secure."

Although Qin Dewei is eager to gain fame, he dreams of being a scholar, otherwise he would not call himself a primary school student.

But I have to admit that in a "capital city" like Nanjing, an ordinary scholar with no money or power really means nothing.

There are as many worldly officials as dogs, the streets are covered with black gauze, and there are crowns and belts everywhere... These words are not an exaggeration at all to describe the city of Nanjing.

As Mrs. Xu said yesterday, only a conductor like Conductor Xu dares to say that he is a middle-class person.

Thinking of the character of my own mother, and looking at the poor scholar with no room and no land, it is indeed possible that I look down upon...

Don't worry about the children, it's the adults' business!

Looking at Brother Nai's petty smile, Qin Dewei felt deeply that he might have been taken advantage of. "That's what you had in mind when you asked me to be your escort? Can it save you some physical pain?"

Xu Shi'an said "Haha" and said to him: "You said what's the point of being bored in school every day? What's the fun if you don't be late and skip school? I took a test this morning and it turns out that Mr. Zeng treats you differently, then

after..."

Qin Dewei suddenly thought that maybe he could use Mr. Zeng to do him a favor?

He thought of a way last night, he should show his "genius" and let his mother know.

In this way, the mother will face up to her own problem of improving her studies, instead of thinking about how to sell her son off.

But this method requires the cooperation of suitable people. Mr. Zeng should be a good tool man, and he will definitely not refuse to help.


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