Help! The system forces me to support a man to become a royal concubine

She really wanted to move out of the inn again. Song Qian pulled her arm and said, "I didn't say I wanted to kick you two out of the inn. Besides, we still have to go to the village again in two days."

Yun Fu cursed in her heart. Didn’t he just want his disciple to protect his unconscious woman by saying he was leaving?

He is so shameless to my apprentice, and yet he still asks me to protect his woman.

But what bothered Yun Fu even more was that if the original owner didn't wake up, it would be very difficult to extract his soul.

What is more worrying is that if the original owner's soul and spirit are fused with her body again, it will be difficult to extract her soul.

Looking at the unconscious woman on the bed, Yun Fu wanted to check her pulse.

But just as his hand was about to rest on her wrist, Song Qian threw his fist at her, "Don't touch her."

When the fist came back, Yun Fu felt a little disappointed.

But on the other hand, Song Qian was actually protecting her.

Putting away her emotions, Yun Fu said, "Didn't you say that she was in a strange coma? It just so happens that I am a fortune teller, and my family has a medical family since I was a child, so I want to take her pulse."

Fortune tellers are nothing but charlatans.

Song Qian pulled the person away from the bed and said, "When we just came out of the village, I had already found a doctor for her. He will be here soon. The doctor will just take her pulse. You don't need to do that."

Okay, so you don’t believe in your own medical skills, right?

It's said that she was in a strange coma. Can ordinary doctors cure her? We still have to ask some masters.

Yun Fu said, "Who wants to treat her? Since you don't need me here, I will take my apprentice out to find the professor."

When I opened the door, I saw Zhang Zhicheng eavesdropping outside.

"Master, it's ready downstairs. I wanted to bring it up to you, but I didn't eavesdrop on you two talking about the woman in the room."

Yun Fu's mouth twitched. When she saw the wine in Zhang Zhicheng's bag, she thought he was here to deliver some wine.

But after Zhang Zhicheng's explanation, he now knew that he had eavesdropped on their conversation.

I also heard Song Qian say that he disliked my medical skills.

It was the first time that Yun Fu was disliked by someone, and she blushed as she took the freshly brewed wine.

"Let's go. I'll take you to find the teacher. On the way down, tell the boss that if a doctor comes, bring him to see Song Qian."

After drinking it in one gulp, the two of them went downstairs.

When the waiter saw Yun Fu, he said, "The two of them have been missing for almost half a month, why are they back at the inn again?"

"They are here to give money to our inn. Just vacate a room for them and let them move in."

The boss has been running the inn for so long that he won't interfere in the affairs of the public. As long as customers come to stay in their inn and give them money, he will let them stay.

As for whether they are doing something sneaky or upright, it cannot be blamed on the innkeeper.

The waiter scratched his head. "Two people disappeared for half a month, and they often wore masks. They seemed to be doing something murderous or arson. Boss, are we really not going to contact the government?"

Looking at the dull-headed waiter, the shopkeeper tapped the abacus in his hand.

"If you really get rid of that person, what good will it do to our inn?"

Yun Fu was very generous and sometimes liked to give a few more taels of silver. If someone really found someone to arrest the two of them, it would be like sending away the God of Wealth.

The shopkeeper looked at the waiter and said, "Someone upstairs wants some wine. Send it up quickly, or I'll deduct your salary for this month."

What people who make a living care about most is money, so when they heard that their monthly salary would be deducted, they didn’t care whether Yun Fu was out there killing people or setting fires, or whether she was helping the poor.

After Yun Fu came out of the inn, she went to various schools to ask.

"My apprentice has never learned calligraphy since he was a child. I want to find a student to teach him calligraphy. Do you think you can accept this apprentice?"

Yun Fu respectfully asked the teacher in front of her.

But the literati in ancient times were somewhat arrogant. When they heard that Zhang Zhicheng had never learned to read since childhood, they thought that the drinks in Yun Fu and the others' hands might not be many, so they directly refused.

But he said it very tactfully, "When you are young, it is the best age to learn. Now he has grown up and matured. No matter how much knowledge I teach him, he can't accept it. So I can't accept this student."

Yun Fu was speechless. It wasn't like she was going to teach him some fancy knowledge. It was just a simple matter of helping him recognize the words in the book.

Moreover, he had just seen the teacher accept a large amount of silver from others and also accepted a student who was older than Zhang Zhicheng.

She could also give him money, but he didn't want to bribe the teacher because if he found such a person to teach Zhang Zhicheng, he would definitely not be responsible for Zhang Zhicheng during the teaching process.

By the time she completes the tasks in the village, Zhang Zhicheng may not be able to recognize a few words in the future, so she has to find a dedicated teacher to teach Zhang Zhicheng how to read.

If she really can't find a suitable scholar, she will wait until she comes back from the village and slowly teach Zhang Zhicheng.

"Since your school can't stand him as a student, then we can go to other schools."

Yun Fu wanted to take Zhang Zhicheng to another school, but the teacher of this school was dumbfounded. Everyone else knew where to bribe him.

As a result, just when he was about to tell Yun Fu that if he gave more silver, he might still be able to accept the person, the person had already left their school.

They went to all the schools on this street, even the best ones, but they all rejected them because Yun Fu didn't want to pay more money.

Zhang Zhicheng was very worried that his master would not teach him the martial arts secrets just because he could not read and could not teach him what he wanted.

He clutched his sleeves with a worried look on his face, "Master, how about I learn on my own?"

In order to hide the fact that I was afraid of being abandoned and not hiring any more people from my master, I changed the reason for not wanting to go to school.

"These teachers don't teach very good students. I think even if you spend a lot of money to invite them back, they still can't teach me all the words in the books before you come back."

Yun Fu thought so too, but she didn't think that the money spent was too much. She thought that as long as she could teach Zhang Zhicheng knowledge, any amount of money would be worth it. The key point was that these professors were unreliable.

After finally revising the martial arts secrets, Yun Fu planned to teach Zhang Zhicheng to read herself.