Fortunately, his first disciple still had some conscience and knew to stand up quickly to defend his mentor, who, although not very reliable and often did not behave well, was truly sincere to his disciple.

"My Lord, this Master Li is the last disciple of Master Zhang Yuming, and he is also my mentor. I was able to catch up with my studies so quickly, all thanks to his painstaking teaching. Perhaps my mother overheard him teaching me some truths."

No matter when or in front of anyone, the little brother would never tell his mother that she liked to eavesdrop when she had nothing to do.

"Zhang Yuming's disciple?"

The old lady frowned in confusion and tried to think of the corresponding characters in her mind, and Mrs. Qiao smiled and reminded her a few times.

"It was the crazy student who was the runner-up in the same exam as your husband, the Imperial Censor Zhang Dadan who loved to go against the late emperor!"

"Oh, it's him!"

The old lady said "oh" as if she suddenly understood something, and she couldn't help but shake her head and laugh when she thought of the upright man who claimed he was not afraid of death many years ago.

"So many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and that person has actually opened a school to teach and educate people? With his upright character, how could the students he taught make it in the officialdom?"

"Look at what you said, old man, why don't you change it? Didn't you hear what Yu An said? He is the head of the old mountain. I heard from my husband that the Green Willow Academy he opened has trained many pillars of the court."

"Really? That's really rare. Think about how many connections his family had to use in the capital to get him out safely. Alas, if he had changed his ways earlier, he would have been a capable official..."

Old people are like this, they easily think of the past when they talk. Fortunately, no one was impatiently urging her, and it was rare for the old lady to be in the mood to talk, which was better than being depressed every day in the past few days.

Lin Youan sat back down, listening to the old ancestor's story quietly. As long as he could get rid of the teacher, he would be fine. He should not accidentally implicate others, otherwise he would become an unfilial person.

A few people were chatting in the front hall. About two cups of tea later, Pei Changjing and Shen Mufeng walked in from outside with a look of suppressed laughter on their faces.

"Grandson meets grandmother!"

When facing the Chu family, Pei Xiaoliu did not have any of the airs of a royal prince.

"Shen Mufeng has met Madam Chu!"

Even General Shen, who was always aloof and arrogant, was a very well-behaved junior at this moment. He followed his friend and bowed politely, without any impatience.

"Your Highness Prince Xuan cannot do this!"

The old lady quickly stood up and helped him.

Even if this was his own grandson, he was still a descendant of the royal family. The etiquette between the monarch and his subjects could not be abolished, and the imperial power was under the majesty of heaven.

Being the prince's maternal family is not easy. At any time, you must first distinguish between the monarch and the ministers, and then the grandparents and grandchildren. If one day you lose your mind and put the cart before the horse, then you are not far from the road to death!

Pei Changjing was very considerate. He straightened up and took two quick steps forward to support his staggering grandmother. This thoughtful gesture made the old lady smile comfortably.

She turned her head again and looked at Shen Erlang, who was still bowing and saluting as a junior, and smiled and stretched out her hand to give him a helping hand.

"General Shen, please stand up quickly. There is no need to be so polite. My eldest wife, please have someone serve the tea quickly. Bring over the snow-capped Hancui that the emperor presented to us last time."

"understood."

Mrs. Qiao winked at the door, and her personal maid immediately bowed and quickly turned to go to the tea room to give instructions.

"Thank you, old lady!"

Shen Mufeng turned around again and saluted the aunts of the Chu family. After being politely called one by one, he stood up and withdrew his hand, his eyes first wandering around the room.

Seeing Chu Chu holding a pastry in her mouth and winking at him to say hello, a happy smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lin Youan felt that he would probably never be able to look at Lord Shen's face like this again in his entire life, and it always made him feel a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

"Greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Xuan, and to Lord Shen!"

Seeing that it was this boy, Pei Changjing smiled heartily and waved at him.

"Hahaha, we are all here together, there is no need to be so particular, hurry up and get up."

"Thank you, Your Highness Prince Xuan!"

Everyone sat down again and waited for the servants to bring a new round of tea and snacks. Those who wanted to chat chatted, those who wanted to reminisce reminisced, and those who wanted to eat and drink continued to eat and drink.

"Your Highness, my Zong Yuan received this beating today. Is His Majesty satisfied?"

Qiao hesitated for a long time and decided to ask for her son. He had to take the blame, but he must not leave a bad impression in front of the emperor, which would affect his future career.

"Don't worry, aunt. Father knows exactly what's going on!"

Pei Changjing glanced at his good friend who was sitting below him with amusement. He looked like a gentleman now, not at all like the gossipy friend who had run to his father to complain.

So it is not unfair for the Liu family to suffer a loss this time. Shen Mufeng had dug a pit in front of the emperor with a hoe in advance. If they didn't fall into it, who would?

If someone hadn't cried in the Cining Palace yesterday, his poor third cousin wouldn't have been thrown out and beaten like that to save the Empress Dowager's face.

Alas, it’s all for the overall situation.

Just poor Chu Xiaosan, hahahaha…

Thinking about the miserable look of that guy who howled when he was poked, Pei Xiaoliu, who still had a childlike heart, was laughing. Fortunately, he had also trained his face, and he comforted the Chu family members in a serious manner.

"Don't worry, Third Cousin is fine."

This statement is a double entendre, referring not only to the injury but also to the future. The Chu family members were clear-minded and nodded in relief after hearing this.

The old lady patted the back of her grandson's hand and sighed with a hint of regret.

"Have I caused trouble to Your Highness again? Sigh, I am useless at home and can't do anything for you, but I am also a drag on you..."

"What are you talking about, Grandma? What's the dilemma? Where does the dilemma come from?"

Pei Changjing raised his eyebrows in pretended dissatisfaction.

"I know all the times that the Chu family has protected and helped me. I'm not Pei Jingyu, the guy with a hole in his head. How could I blame you for these little things? Wouldn't that be alienating?"

This is a statement and also a commitment.

The old lady smiled happily, and as for the dissatisfaction he expressed towards Princess Chenghua in his words, she chose to pretend not to hear it.

"It's good as long as we are not alienated, it's good as long as we are not alienated!"

She quickly waved to Chu Chi who was sitting next to her.

"Seventh girl, come here and greet your cousin!"

Well?

Chu Daidai had cakes in both of his cheeks, which were puffed up like a small animal stealing food, and he looked very pleasing.

"Come here quickly!"

"Well! Come and provoke!"

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