The fake daughter is the white moonlight of the villain general

Wei Rou glanced at He Chucai, twitched the corners of her mouth, and then followed Meng Yuan to the side.

Zuo Hong yelled at He Chucai: "What are you still doing here in a daze! Go and punish the court for copying the rules a hundred times!"

He Chucai didn't dare to make a fuss in front of Zuo Hong, so he staggered towards the school clutching his buttocks.

"Little Master Gu, we discussed it just now and decided to give Linger a chance. From now on, he can enter the academy to study."

Meng Yuan paused while speaking, and looked at Wei Rou.

Knowing that he hadn't finished speaking, Wei Rou made a humble and respectful gesture.

Seeing this, Meng Yuan was very satisfied, stroked his white beard and continued, "Just for the sake of fairness and justice, he will enter the one-month assessment period. If he fails the assessment after one month, the academy will not keep him. Do you want to keep him?" How about next?"

Wei Rou raised her eyebrows. She originally told Luo Yan to try it for three days first, and if she got used to it, she wanted to continue reading.

Of course she would not say this to Meng Yuan, otherwise Meng Yuan would think that she was arrogant and impolite.

She bowed and said, "Thank you, Dean, for letting the dean bother you."

Meng Yuan coughed lightly, feeling ashamed.

Meng Yuan couldn't help but give Wei Rou a high-spirited look at Wei Rou's wit and sensibility. She is indeed Mr. Guihe's personal disciple.

Thinking of this, Meng Yuan said again: "Don't worry, Mr. Gu, as long as your younger brother stays in the academy for a day, he will be a disciple of my Hetang Academy."

Wei Rou repeatedly thanked her.

The three of them had other important matters, so it was inconvenient for them to accompany Wei Rou, so they asked the disciples to take Wei Rou for another stroll.

At this time, after He Chucai returned to the school in a state of embarrassment, other students surrounded him and asked what happened to him.

He Chucai still remembered the enmity just now, and said angrily: "Just now I met someone who came to study in the academy. He wasted my time and didn't talk about it. He even spoke ill of me in front of the three principals and made me get whipped. I will not take this revenge. Not a gentleman! I want him to come and go!"

Most of the students in the hospital held the attitude of watching the theater, and they didn't intend to get involved.

On weekdays, there were a few people who followed He Chucai, and they finally got the chance to curry favor.

"Brother He, don't worry, that kid dares to bully you like this, I will definitely avenge you!"

So a few people got together to make a plan, and then quietly walked out of the school.

After they left, the sleepy man beside him slowly opened his eyes, a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "A bunch of idiots."

As he spoke, he slowly stood up from his seat, holding a folding fan in his hand, and walked out unhurriedly.

The teacher saw his actions, but in the end he didn't say anything and let him go.

Wei Rou walked around Hetang Academy and was secretly startled. It is indeed the No. [-] Academy in the south of the Yangtze River. It is not only large in scale, but also thoughtful in all the arrangements. It is not the dead study that Wei Rou imagined. Counting these six arts is within the scope of learning.

Even Wei Rou got up to study.

It's a pity that she is not a man, and now she is married and a woman, so it is a bit regrettable.

When he was still in Wei Guogong's mansion, the second uncle invited a female gentleman to teach her to read and write.

Later, the female teacher taught the same thing over and over again, so Wei Rou learned it by herself.

In her previous life, she also read a lot of poetry and books, but in the end she still died lonely in the backyard.

It took a lifetime to realize that what was said in the book was not false.

The end of the paper is so shallow that I know that this matter must be carried out.

"Ma'am, someone is following you."

Wu Jiang reported in a low voice.

Wei Rou put away her envious eyes, and looked coldly at the bushes behind her.