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Accompanying reading?

Feng Lingshu actually asked them to be Feng Jiamu's accompanying students?

Xue Yu thought silently, compared with the guards, the companions would definitely have more time to stay with Feng Jiamu, which would be more beneficial to them, but Feng Jiamu himself didn't seem too happy.

He looked at Feng Lingshu silently, on the one hand he hoped that the eldest son would suppress his younger brother Tie Xue, on the other hand he was afraid that the little ancestor would skip the time again if he was unhappy.

If they miss this time, they may not have such a good opportunity to sneak into the Phoenix Terrace.

Feng Lingshu hooked his hands and pushed his younger brother's head lightly, and reprimanded half-truthfully, "I'm playing with your young master's temper again, do you want to assign four more servants to your room to serve the young master?" Wash your face and dress? Since the two young masters are nephews of the master, they will be our classmates from now on, you should treat each other with courtesy and don't treat them like book boys."

Feng Jiamu didn't look up, and said sullenly: "I don't want it."

I don't know if this "don't" means I don't want a servant or a book boy.

Feng Lingshu sullenly said, "Then you can study in your room by yourself instead of going to school."

Feng Jiamu: "No way!"

Feng Lingshu persuaded her for a while, then Feng Jiamu gave a strange "hum" and didn't refuse anymore.

This scene made Xue Yu stunned. He knew that Feng Jiamu, as the land master, would not jump to clear memory with time, so he would definitely recognize a few of them.

They disturbed Feng Jiamu's alchemy ceremony, and the two parties formed a relationship in the restaurant. Feng Jiamu seemed to not care at all at this time. He was just a domineering younger brother who simply didn't want to share his brother with others. Jiamu is like two different people.

Now that Feng Jiamu was persuaded, Xue Yu and Cen Shu drew the names of the guards from the housekeeper, and somehow became members of the Fenghuangtai Academy.

Feng Lingshu personally took the three of them to see the way to the school, and told them about the class time, then took them to the residence and told them to rest well.

In the Fenghuangtai Academy, there was originally a residence for the husband, a main hall and two side rooms, surrounded by a small courtyard in the middle, just to accommodate the three of them.

In order not to let others suspect, Zhuang You did not give up the main house to Cen Shu, but lived in himself.

After seeing off Feng Lingshu and confirming that there was no one around, the three of them gathered in the small hall to discuss matters.

"I've inquired from the housekeeper. There used to be a teacher in the Phoenix Terrace, but he just left a while ago. And not only the teacher, but also many other servants. That's why they posted a notice to recruit people. "Zhuang You said, "I asked openly and secretly, but the housekeeper hesitated and evaded, and there may be some special reason for it."

"We've all come in. Are you afraid that we won't be able to find out about this matter? The housekeeper is strict with his mouth, and there are always those who are not strict with his mouth." Xue Yu said indifferently, "Mr. Also entered their school?"

Zhuang You also showed some doubts on his face: "I didn't say anything. At the beginning, the eldest son of the Feng family just asked who was in my family as usual, and I said that two nephews also entered the mansion to apply for the post of guard. I wonder if they can take it. Come on. My original intention was just to let him say hello to the steward, so that you two can get in smoothly, but Feng Lingshu asked you about your age, and said that you can go to the hall with the children of the Feng family."

Xue Yu let out an "oh", as if not too surprised.

After meeting each other a few times, he has a good impression of Feng Lingshu. The eldest son of the Feng family has a gentle temper and treats people like a spring breeze. It seems that it is not surprising that such a person can take the initiative to invite his husband's nephew to the school.

And I don't know if it's because of the weak spirit in the other party that Xue Yu can always associate him with Cen Shu, and then feel some pity for no reason.

They just entered the Phoenix Terrace, so they didn't dare to move around, so they stayed in the room honestly, only waiting to go to the school tomorrow to find out the situation.

The next day, the ages of the three did not change, and Feng Jiamu did not jump the time at night this time.

This is the first time since they entered the illusion that they have experienced a full day.

It was still early when I came to the school, there were about twenty desks in the huge classroom, and no one was there.

Just when Xue Yu thought that Feng Lingshu had notified the wrong time yesterday, he led his younger brother to arrive late.

The latter still had a stinky face, and glared at the three of them with his nose and eyes, and pulled Feng Lingshu to find a table in the last row and sat down.

Yang Junlang also told them before that there are few descendants in Fenghuang Terrace, and the main family members live together, so naturally everyone goes to the school together.

Zhuang You had already taught the class for half an hour, and the group of girls and young masters filled the classroom one after another.

Feng Lingshu should have greeted them in advance, and they were not surprised to see two more people in the classroom.

Xue Yu looked at these people secretly, and found that they were indeed the side branches of the Phoenix Terrace who had seen Feng Jiamu in his memory, celebrating Feng Lingshu's birthday.

He looked around twice more, but was surprised to find that the boy who was slapped by Feng Jiamu in his memory was not among them.

However, there were no more vacancies in the classroom, and he didn't come. Could it be because he was already dead at this point in time?

But judging from Feng Jiamu's reaction when he saw the boy's corpse in his memory, his death must have reached some kind of be ending.

According to the frequency of Feng Jiamu's jump time, he should have loaded the file and restarted in order to play he.

The Phoenix Terrace last night was quiet, and it didn't look like dozens of corpses were being carried in. Xue Yu thought, could it be that Feng Jiamu specifically picked this time point this week, and he doesn't care that those people are already dead?

Xue Yu originally thought that like the stargazing class in Tianyanzong, the elders gave big lectures above, and the students below gave small lectures.

Compared with the school of this matter, it is still insignificant.

The undisguised buzzing voices of twenty or so tables were louder than Zhuang You's lecture.

But they entered Phoenix TV to inquire about news, so Zhuang You deliberately ignored them, and they all listened to what these young masters and ladies were talking about.

I just heard a lady from the Feng family who just sat down complaining to the next table: "I haven't been to Zuixiangju for more than a month. When I went again yesterday, they actually rented out my long private room to someone else! It seems that Fenghuang The stage is down and out, and I can't afford to eat at his house anymore, hum, a dog's eyes look down on people!"

The next table teased: "You still have money to go to Zuixiangju for dinner? Didn't your mother pawn off her favorite tourmaline fragrance bead bracelet?"

"Keep your voice down!" the young lady hurriedly said, seeing that no one was looking at her, she lowered her voice and said indignantly, "These days at home are cooking meals that even pigs wouldn't eat, I won't go out to eat again, Everyone will faint in the room with hunger!"

The neighbor at the table was scolded for being inferior to a pig, and was immediately a little dissatisfied: "But it's because you used to go to Zuixiangju every day, and you got rid of your tongue. The villa is gone, and it will be good to have this pig food in the future. Still think of yourself as some kind of eldest lady!"

The lady suddenly became angry, and was about to retort, when there was a loud "bang" behind her.

The humming in the classroom suddenly stopped, and everyone turned their heads to look back, even Zhuang You stopped.

I saw Feng Lingshu picked up the textbook that was slapped on the short case again, and said calmly: "Since the teacher is lecturing on the stage, you just need to listen quietly with your ears, and you don't need to move your mouth."

Everyone in the classroom was scolded by him, although they all kept their mouths shut, but when they turned around, those young masters and ladies all had contempt and disdain on their faces, the expression was exactly the same as that of the boy who was slapped by Feng Jiamu at that time.

Going to Zuixiangju, the lady was still angry, she couldn't help but whispered "hum" and said: "What are you dragging, it's just a person who is killing Feng Jiamu—"

Before she could finish her sentence, something flew out of Feng Jiamu's table and hit the young lady's head heavily. There was another "bang" sound, and she threw herself on the table without even screaming. passed out.

Xue Yu happened to be sitting obliquely behind her, and watched the black jade paperweight fall to the ground, and there were spider web-like cracks on it.

And the back of the smashed lady's head was dented with an extremely terrifying pothole, and blood flowed down the back of her neck, staining the red robe.

Her neighbor's table suddenly screamed, and there were several distinct gasps in the classroom.

Feng Jiamu straightened up slowly from his brother's arms, and said with a smile: "Ah, my hand slipped."

Although he smiled, his eyes were full of malice.

This time in the classroom, no one really dared to speak anymore, and everyone had expressions of shock and fear, for fear that they would be the next one to be unlucky.

Feng Jiamu raised his eyes and looked at the man casually, as if nothing had happened: "Since someone is injured, let's end today's class here."

In any case, this class cannot continue anyway.

Feng Lingshu sighed very lightly, called the names of two more people, and ordered: "You take her to the hospital."

He pleaded guilty to Zhuang You, and everyone left school early in such a strange and depressing atmosphere.

When the three of them returned to the small courtyard, Xue Yu briefly narrated the conversations he had heard in class before, accurately grasping a few key words.

"Phoenix Terrace was definitely quite beautiful before, but after 'the villa is gone', it fell into despair." Xue Yu said, "What is the villa?"

"Also, what does Feng Lingshu mean by beating Feng Jiamu to death...?"

"Before, I saw that the teacher's monthly salary was relatively low, and I thought it was because the monthly salary here was low. From this point of view, if the Phoenix Terrace is in decline, it would not be surprising to lower the monthly salary of the servants, or even dismiss them." Zhuang Zhuang You Dao, "Based on this calculation, the so-called 'Villa' should be the main source of money for Phoenix Terrace."

He paused, and then said: "Do you remember the memory we have seen? Feng Jiamu's age in memory seems to be as old as he is now."

Reminiscent of the young man who was missing in the school today, Xue Yu tentatively asked: "You mean those dozens of corpses came from 'Village'?"

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