After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

When the tea drinkers heard that the wife of Marquis Yongchang had also arrived, they all turned their eyes to the young men.

Even the private rooms on the second floor opened their windows.

"Alas, this Su Xuanming is really a troublemaker. The incident at Songshan Academy has just been settled, and he has caused trouble again."

"Li Shaoyan has already been beaten up, why does Su Xuanming have to keep chasing him? Can't he just avoid him?"

"It's so shameful! With such poor grades, you still dare to speak so shamelessly! How can the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang save face?"

"No private school that only cares about money would accept him, which shows how dull his talent is! Not to mention passing the imperial examination, even passing the examination to become a scholar is as difficult as ascending to heaven."

Su Xuanming's face turned as red as a cooked shrimp, and for a moment he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

At the beginning, I swore that I didn't want to study, but now I regret it.

Would Ah Niang feel that she was a burden? And that she was the one who caused her to be humiliated?

The spectators took the initiative to make way for Gu Nanxi.

Gu Nanxi smiled and nodded to the audience in thanks. Her every move was graceful and refreshing.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Gu Nanxi. The noisy teahouse suddenly became quiet, and even the waiters who served tea slowed down their footsteps.

"How do I see it?" Gu Nanxi chuckled and looked around at everyone.

Li Shaoyan showed provocation on his face, with the corners of his mouth raised, full of sarcasm.

Wu Fatian's eyes were filled with anger, but he hesitated and dared not move forward.

Su Xuanming didn't even dare to look at himself, he shrunk his neck like a quail.

Li Mingde and others hesitated to speak, their faces flushed.

Gu Nanxi took a deep breath, and said loudly: "I have a poem for you all to hear!"

"When the great peng rises with the wind, it soars up to ninety thousand miles. Even if it comes down when the wind dies down, it can still float on the vast ocean."

Gu Nanxi turned his head and signaled with his eyes to Su Xuanming, Li Mingde and others to follow.

Su Xuanming, Li Mingde, Chen Yixuan, and Jiang Guanghai clasped their hands tightly together and said in unison: "People always see me as different, and they all sneer at my big words. Xuanfu is still afraid of the younger generation, and a man should not look down on the young!"

At this time, a group of young men squeezed in, and the ten sworn brothers gathered together.

Ten young men, with hoarse voices, sang loudly: "Xuanfu is still able to fear the younger generation, a man should not look down on the young!"

"Xuan Fu is still able to fear the younger generation, a man should not look down on the young!!"

Each sound is louder than the last, and more heroic than the last!

With every singing and shouting, the young men gained infinite courage, as if the difficulties before them were nothing, as tiny as a grain of sand compared to a sea of ​​sand!

The spectators could not help but follow the shouting. After shouting a few times, they actually felt the lofty sentiments. They felt that the sky was high enough for birds to fly and the sea was wide enough for fish to leap. In this world, there was nothing that could not be accomplished!

In the private room on the second floor, General Niu's wife was in tears: "They say the previous dynasty was not as good as the present one. In my opinion, just looking at the poems, the previous dynasty was much better!"

How moving is this poem "To Li Yong" by Mr. Li? !

Isn’t it much better than the decadent music that is popular nowadays?

The young wife of Duke Chengguo was stunned for a moment and murmured, "No wonder you regard the wife of Marquis Yongchang as a beacon! Her broad mind and lofty ambitions are truly beyond our reach."

"What does it have to do with Gu Nanxi? It's just because Mr. Li is so talented." The young lady of Duke Jiguo said this, but her thoughts drifted to many days ago.

That day, her son had a conflict with someone in the academy. Although she and her mother-in-law were very distressed, considering the other party's strong power, they asked her son to be tolerant.

As a result, her son questioned her: "Why can't you protect your son like the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang?"

Those words lingered in the heart of the young wife of Duke Jiguo, and she could not forget them for a long time.

The young lady of the Duke of Ji clenched her fists tightly under her wide sleeves. Her sharp nails pierced into the flesh, but the pain was far less than that caused by her son's words.

How can I be like Gu Nanxi? !

She is barefoot and is not afraid of those who wear shoes, but the future of the Duke of Jiguo’s Mansion is bright!

"What does it matter if he shouts louder? Unless Su Xuanming stays away from Kyoto, there is no way he can go to school! What Gu Nanxi did was nothing but add to the joke." Lady Jiguogong took a sip of goat's milk and said sarcastically.

Madam Niu, the General of the State, glanced at her and sneered, "Madam Yongchang always thinks ten steps ahead. Since she dared to stand up, it means she has thought it through. Those who laughed at her have been slapped in the face."

The young wife of Duke Ji snorted coldly, stood up, and walked away in a huff: "Then you must not know that the headmaster of Songshan Academy, Wu Shan, and the chief priest of the Imperial College have already agreed not to allow Su Xuanming to enroll. Which private school in Kyoto would dare to take the risk of offending the two pillars of heaven and accept him?"

When the young wife of Duke Jiguo stepped out of the room, she still felt unwilling to give up. She turned around and continued, "When Gu Nanxi is desperate, don't regret it and come to me to cry!"

Madam Niu could not bear it any longer, so she stood up and said with a cold face, "Don't worry, in this life, Madam Yongchang will never be desperate! When Madam Yongchang shows her power, I'd better not be stubborn!"

"you!"

Madam Jinan and Madam Niu glared at each other, and the four gazes collided in the air, creating crackling sparks.

The two parted unhappily.

On the first floor of Fuquan Teahouse, Gu Nanxi was unaware that upstairs, two ladies who were close friends with him had a conflict because of him and were almost breaking off their friendship.

"Godmother! So you've already prepared for this! I was wondering why you gave us the 300 Tang Poems, but I didn't expect it to be so useful!"

Li Mingde was half a step ahead of Gu Nanxi, pushing away the excited crowd for her.

Chen Yixuan went to pack a bowl of Qibao Leicha and followed behind Gu Nanxi: "Godmother, you haven't had time to drink a sip of tea, you must be thirsty. This Qibao Leicha is the most suitable drink in winter."

"Tsk tsk, didn't you see that the tea drinkers were blushing and their eyes were shining!"

"Haha, Li Shaoyan and Wu Fatian are uneducated to begin with, let alone such an obscure poem! The way they were speechless just now was really hilarious!"

The young men were chattering excitedly.

Gu Nanxi felt as if there were eight hundred ducks quacking in his ears, making him dizzy.

I don't know how long it took, but the young men finally calmed down.

Chen Yixuan glanced at Gu Nanxi's face and asked cautiously, "Godmother, are you angry?"

Gu Nanxi let out a sigh of relief, but she wasn't angry. It was just that she was blocked by this group of young men, so she couldn't go buy the second part of "Mrs. Gu and the Men Behind Her".

When the servant saw that he was in danger, he did not bother to queue up and returned to protect his master.

At this moment, there are fewer people queuing at Junzi Bookstore. Could it be that they are sold out?

Su Xuanming felt uncomfortable when he saw Gu Nanxi's stunned expression. He took the initiative to step forward and confessed, "Mother, I was the one who started this matter. I blocked Li Shaoyan on purpose and asked my ninth brother to call the other brothers."

Su Xuanming lowered his head deeply, not daring to look into Nan Xi's eyes.

Mother, you can hit me or scold me, but can you please not be disappointed in me?