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Chapter Forty-Nine How She Appeared Here

Mr. Meng called the name and asked Meng Xinghe to get up and answer, which surprised all the students. It seemed that the sleeping student in the last row was quite popular in the eyes of Dean Meng.

"Brother, wake up. The dean asked you to answer a question." A student sitting in front of Meng Xinghe pushed Meng Xinghe's arm and reminded him kindly.

Young Master Meng opened his eyes in confusion. He saw all the students looking at him like a strange treasure. Just now he heard what the student in front said in response to a question. Meng Xinghe stood up with a whoosh. He rubbed his eyes and said, "Sir, I want to ask. What’s the student’s problem?”

One look at his appearance showed that he had not woken up. Dean Meng said helplessly: "Meng Xinghe, I think you are quite leisurely. Come and tell us about your understanding of the way of a monarch and his ministers."

This scholar is really lucky. Dean Meng actually didn't get mad at him. Countless complaints were stillborn. He gnashed his teeth with hatred for Meng Xinghe in the last row. Why was he serious about class and never skipping classes, but he couldn't be affected by it? The favor of the dean. Why can he enjoy such an honor?

Meng Xinghe's head spun rapidly. Since Dean Meng asked him to answer questions by name, he couldn't offend his face. Although he had never studied the ways of monarchs and ministers, when it came to talking about words, no one could beat him. It was simple. After thinking about it, Meng Xinghe said loudly in front of the various expressions of many students in the school.

"Students believe that the so-called monarch and ministers are nothing more than complementing each other and jointly benefiting society. Just like fish cannot live without water, birds cannot live without blue sky, and women cannot live without men."

Phew~~ Meng Xinghe hasn't finished speaking yet. A huge burst of laughter rang out in the school. Even Dean Meng, who was standing high on the podium, his expectant face suddenly turned cloudy. He looked disappointed at Meng Xinghe's performance. color.

What kind of insights is this guy talking about? Do you think he is telling stories in a teahouse? He is really a brat who cannot be taught.

Meng Xinghe ignored the students who were laughing at him. Instead, he paused his voice for a moment. After the laughter around him subsided a lot, Meng Xinghe slowly said: "Everyone in the world thinks that the king is noble and the minister is contemptuous. In fact, it is remarkable. The king's view The ministers are like hands and feet. Then the ministers regard the prince as his heart; the prince regards the ministers as dogs and horses. The ministers regard the prince as a countryman; the prince regards the ministers as earth and mustard. Then the ministers regard the prince as a bandit. How should I treat you when you treat me? Surrendering to blind loyalty. That is absolutely impossible."

He said everything in his mind in one breath. Then he sat upright on the stool and dozed off as if nothing had happened.

At this time, the school was completely silent, as if it were the silence before dawn. Those students who laughed at Meng Xinghe heard his unruly but loyal responses, and showed their proud answers in a wild manner. The only expression was to open their mouths wide. Express their level of surprise.

Dean Meng could hardly believe that this sentence would come from the mouth of a scholar who did not even have an official title. Moreover, it was someone like them who had been an official for decades who struggled all day long and could not find the right words to describe it.

I treat you as you treat me. A wonderful sentence. It is a wonderful sentence for the ages. Dean Meng had already clapped his hands and said: "Okay, okay, okay. Haha. Meng Xinghe. You are indeed a genius. Lao Du didn't look at it. My fault. You are a different person."

Just like finding a treasure by chance, Dean Meng's smile was like the blooming sunflower. The students present had never seen Dean Meng so happy as he was today. They were secretly frustrated about why they were not appreciated by Dean Meng. When they expressed their gratitude to Meng Xinghe The hatred deepened.

As for the Lao Du mentioned by Dean Meng, Meng Xinghe knew that it was Du Ruhui, the minister. Dean Meng had nothing to do with Lao Du. He might still be living a good life in Chang'an.

Master Meng didn't reply. His eyelids were like glue and they always wanted to fit together. Somehow, Master Meng always felt very tired today and wanted to sleep. Logically speaking, he was of an energetic age, and he hadn't worked hard day and night recently. .Why can’t I be as energetic as men who have entered menopause?

It can't be that there is something wrong with your body. Master Meng is shocked. I am only twenty, an upright and prosperous age. If something happens to me, what do you want my daughter-in-law to do? She can't stand the torture of sleeping insects. Master Meng yawned a few times and continued to sleep on the table.

This is the third time today that Meng Xinghe fell asleep in class. Dean Meng stood on top and did not criticize him. The students saw that this scholar did not know how to cherish time. They wished that he would just sleep like this until the end of the provincial examination. Even if it was Geniuses all turn into fools.

Since Meng Xinghe answered the question about the way of kings and ministers, no one dared to stand up and speak loudly because no one could surpass his brilliant answer.

Dean Meng had already got the best answer. Naturally, he was not very interested in the following answers. Seeing that no one was willing to answer, he picked up the textbook and started teaching and educating students. He taught and answered questions for every student sitting here.

I don't know how long it took. Meng Xinghe felt a push on his arm.

"Brother, wake up. It's time for get out of class to end." It's still the scholar sitting in front of Meng Xinghe. He kindly acts as Meng Xinghe's alarm clock. Dean Meng has finished speaking. Today's classes are all over and it's time for get out of class to end.

Meng Xinghe wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth and slowly walked out of the school with the crowded crowd while holding the only book on the table.

Zhao Haoran, who was sitting in front, saw that his third brother, the god of sleep, finally woke up and came to Meng Xinghe. He said distressedly: "Third brother, did you go out with your second brother for activities again last night? Why can't you cheer up today? ."

What do you mean going out for activities again? I have quit prostitution for several months. You don’t believe in my character. Meng Xinghe said helplessly: "I don’t know what happened today. I just want to sleep. It may be due to the recent indigestion, which caused endocrine secretion." Disorder. Drowsiness has appeared. Go to the drug store another day to grab some medicine to treat it."

Zhao Haoran looked Meng Xinghe up and down. He smiled and said, "I think so. Third brother works hard day and night. It's normal to be tired." Looking at Meng Xinghe's strange expression, Zhao Haoran immediately changed his mind. "But with Third Brother's strong physique. It's well-known in Taoyuan. It shouldn't be a big problem as long as you get some rest."

What a big brother. You are beating around the bush and scolding me. Just say that I regard prostitution as my life and have set a legend of not being beaten for seven days in a row. Everyone is understanding. You don’t need to be so subtle. I know that Zhao Haoran is joking with me. Meng Xinghe did not retaliate. Originally, these things were facts. The memory of his previous life still retains that legendary story.

Hey. Who told me to call me the "Invincible" little nymphomaniac? Meng Xinghe shook his head and said: "Where is the room, brother? Go back and take a nap first. I didn't sleep well in class. I always feel very tired."

Master Meng is really the God of Sleep today. He is completely speechless for this third brother. He has slept all morning and still wants to sleep. Needless to say, he must have stayed up all night last night. Knowing that his third brother likes romance, Zhao Haoran said with a smile: "The wing room is I'm on the east side of the Provincial School. I've already sent someone to clean it up for you. Now I'll take you there."

Meng Xinghe nodded. The two of them were speechless and walked directly to the Provincial School Wing.

Pushing open the door of his own room, all the daily necessities inside were taken care of by this big brother. Meng Xinghe was a little touched. He didn't have to worry about bellybands appearing on his bed or erotic pictures on his desk. Meng Xinghe turned to his side. He lay on the bed and shouted comfortably: "Brother, you don't need to ask me to eat at noon. Hey, why do I want to sleep so much today?"

Seeing Meng Xinghe's tired look, Zhao Haoran didn't bother him. He turned around and left, saying, "I'm in the next room. If you need anything, just come to me." He sighed alone, as if he was mourning for Meng Xinghe. Zhao Haoran closed the door and walked out. .

In the afternoon, Master Meng got up from the bed. He was completely sleepless. He actually felt more energetic than if he had taken ten powerful Viagra pills. It was really strange. Why did my body change so fast? In the morning I'm still lazy. I'm very active in the afternoon. At night, I won't just lie in bed and pretend to be dead.

I couldn't figure out what was wrong with me. I didn't pay much attention to it. It might have been an overreaction from a fight recently. I should be fine after a few days of rest. Meng Xinghe comforted himself kindly, opened the door and walked out.

A ray of warm sunshine slanted in, making people feel warm. When they came to the side room, they found that Zhao Haoran was not there. He might have gone to school to read. Meng Xinghe tidied his clothes and walked slowly along the side of the room. Bluestone road. Go outside.

This provincial school is different. It feels like walking in a park. Pavilions, pavilions, bird shadows and flowers can be seen everywhere. Although it is the middle of winter, there is no loneliness in it.

Different from other hard-working students, Meng Xinghe is now like an idler, slowly admiring the lakes and mountains in front of him step by step. Occasionally, he sees a female family member appearing in front of him. His eyes immediately light up. It is not until the other person's back disappears that he takes it back in despair. Lustful light strolled forward.

Not long after leaving, Meng Xinghe felt bored and looked around. In the garden in front of him, Dean Meng, dressed in plain clothes and waving a small hoe in his hand, appeared in front of him.

This old man lived a very comfortable life. He taught in the morning and planted flowers in the afternoon. He lived a very fulfilling spare time life.

"Mr. Meng, we are planting flowers again today." Meng Xinghe has arrived outside Dean Meng's garden. This time he will not be impulsive. It is best to get the old man's permission before entering, so as not to be kicked out of the province by him. study.

Dean Meng looked up. The dirt on his body made him look like a hermit from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. When he saw Meng Xinghe stop outside the door, he said with a smile: "Brother Meng, why don't you come in."

"Didn't I come in?" Meng Xinghe walked in with a smile. "Mr. Meng is really in high spirits. He has nothing to do but raise flowers and trees. It not only improves one's mood but also prolongs one's life. It can also enhance certain aspects of functions. Students are really envious of it. ah."

Meng Xinghe smiled and came to Dean Meng's side. He took a closer look and saw that the bamboo basket next to Dean Meng contained many emerald-colored plants at some point. They were exactly the same as the ones he saw on the day he signed up. I didn't know that the bamboo basket beside Dean Meng had been filled with many emerald-colored plants. Why did the elder fall in love with this unknown plant? Meng Xinghe was curious and bent down to pick up one and take a closer look. He even shouted in surprise: "She, how could she appear here? It's incredible."

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