"You have passed the first two levels, you can go in, this third level is carried out in the academy, third sister, please." Xie Youruo suppressed the anger in his heart, calmed down and put on a gesture of please.

Xie Qingyu looked at Xie Youruo's actions at this moment, and only thought of one word, please enter the urn.

This Xie Youruo wants to do something.

There has always been a faint uneasiness in my heart.

Xie Youruo is not as kind as she seems on the face, what kind of tricks has she prepared now?

Then a few people entered the main entrance of the Zhili School.

The area of this Zhili School is very large, and the classrooms are different depending on the teaching, so generally the ladies of different levels do not attend classes together.

And the first level where Xie Qingyu is located is to teach in the Yuehua Hall, the first hall of the Zhili School.

This Yuehua Hall is on the right side of the gate of Zhili School, and the first courtyard is Yuehua Hall.

The periphery of the Yuehua Hall is made of bamboo, and there is a gap in the middle of the bamboo, which is the door of the Yuehua Hall.

When you enter the door, you will find the inner hall, which has a corridor.

As soon as the Yuehua Hall entered the inner hall, there was a portrait of Confucius.

There is also a carved square wooden table in front of the portrait, on which are placed some incense candles dedicated to Confucius.

Xie Youruo was originally the one who led the way, but she stopped here.

Turned to face the three of them.

"Third sister, the first thing you do when you enter the door is to incense Confucius, third sister, please." Xie Youruo said expressionlessly, but the smile that inadvertently appeared on the corner of her mouth betrayed her.

She is really, very looking forward to the end of Xie Qingyu at the moment.

Although Xie Qingyu was strange in his heart, it was originally the right thing to worship Confucius, and not all scholars in China for thousands of years have worshiped Confucius.

Thinking of this, Xie Qingyu also went to the incense frankly.

Light incense and bow down.

Right now!

I don't know who bumped into her behind Xie Qingyu, and the incense poked at the portrait uncontrollably.

In an instant, the portrait of Confucius was burned out of a hole.

Xie Qingyu wanted to withdraw the incense, but it was too late.

The incense is broken!

It slipped all the way to the back of the portrait, and in the process of slipping, the portrait of Confucius burned out a few holes and fell to the ground.

Xie Qingyu squatted down and wanted to pick up the incense.

But at this time!

"What are you doing?" A roar of cheers came.

The figure of an old man walked quickly in front of everyone, and the hole in the portrait naturally did not hide from the old man's eyes.

This old man is the master.

At this moment, Mr. Zhang saw that the squatting woman actually burned the portrait of Confucius, which is most cherished by scholars, and suddenly became angry.

"Who are you?" Zhang Fuzi pointed at Xie Qingyu as he spoke.

Who is this woman, who dares to be so bold and burn the portrait of Confucius.

His eyes were wide open, and the beard on his chin swayed up and down with the whirring air.

"Master, I came to school today, and I wanted to put incense on Confucius, but I didn't expect it." Xie Qingyu got up and replied, at this moment, she could only suffer this dumb loss.

Due to a moment of negligence, this ancient literati cared most about those Confucius and Mencius, and he was able to be secretly calculated by Xie Youruo.

"This portrait of Confucius, only one in this Yuehua Hall, but now you have destroyed it, go back, I can't teach you." Zhang Fuzi interrupted Xie Qingyu's words with a voice.

I didn't expect to offend Master Zhang on the first day.

At this moment, Xie Qingyu couldn't make any more excuses, the master had already decided that she did it on purpose, and explained a lot, which made the master feel that she was quibbling.

I was really negligent, thinking that it was nothing more than a simple incense.

didn't expect that this was the last hurdle of the day.

It was also a level that made her lose.

The resentment on Xie Youruo's face at this moment had long since disappeared, replaced by the pride on his face full of spring light.

Xie Qingyu, I see how you will go against me in the future, even if you pass the first two levels, it is just that the question of the person in front is too simple.

If I do this trick, won't you be punished by the Master?

Moreover, this master is the most difficult, so you can ask for more blessings.

After all, what Zhang Fuzi saw in front of him was that Xie Qingyu burned the portrait of Confucius.

"You guys go on in, we're going to class, and as for you, you can go." At this time, it was almost noon, and if I didn't go to class, the morning's time would be wasted.

Zhang Fuzi pointed to the door and waved his hand, telling Xie Qingyu to leave quickly, don't stand here as an eyesore.

Everyone followed the master into the inner hall of the Yuehua Hall, and after a while, the voice of Zhihu was heard inside.

They've already started their lessons.

Xie Qingyu didn't listen to the master's words, he was a little arrogant today, and he thought that Xie Youruo must be embarrassed by himself.

And she can't go, if she leaves today, then she and her mother won't go to live in Xiyuan again.

Today's incident must have made Xie Tianyang lose face again, where would he care about himself.

For now, there is only something to do to make the master change his mind.

Don't drive yourself away, even if you just stay and clean up.

Xie Qingyu observed the surroundings, although it was a portrait of Confucius, it was covered with dust, and incense ash was scattered randomly on the table.

Xie Qingyu had an idea.

He put down the portrait of Confucius, took out the handkerchief he was carrying, and began to wipe the ashes off the portrait.

The ash produced by the incense above the table, Xie Qingyu also cleaned it up.

Xie Qingyu cleaned up these, but he didn't leave, but stood at the gate of Yuehua Hall, just like that.

It was noon, and it was the middle of the day.

It was very hot, and everyone felt very hot when they sat in the house.

Not to mention Xie Qingyu, who was standing under the big sun.

She's really hot! She kept fanning the wind in her hands, this was her only way to cool off.

In the blink of an eye, it was already afternoon, and the ladies in the courtyard had finished their day's lessons, and they were ready to leave and go to the other hall to take the female commandment course.

When Xie Youruo came out, he saw that Xie Qingyu was still standing there, how could he let go of such a good opportunity to ridicule.

At this time, Xie Qingyu was sweating a lot because of the heat, and the whole thing looked a little embarrassed.

"Yo, who is this, isn't this a rumor of gratitude that cannot be lost in the morning." The mouth contains a yin and yang weird tone.

"Thank you for the rumors, I advise you not to fight with me, today is a small lesson, hahahahahaha."

"Youruo, let's go quickly, it's so hot here, let Miss Xie take a good look at the sun." Lin Xiaoxue naturally couldn't let go of the opportunity to interject at the right time.

With that, they chuckled and walked away.

By the time everyone was gone, it was getting dark.

Xie Qingyu wanted to move his steps to the Yuehua Hall, but it was very difficult.

Because, my feet are numb!