Chapter Twenty-Three: Mr. Teaching
Mo Qingxi looked up to the sky and sighed, really only if he walked in person would he know that this palace was really big!
The layout of the palace is roughly divided into the front yard and the back yard and the front hall, although there is Mo Qingxi, the little guy, but although Dr. Mo is old, he can't live in the backyard of King Ding'an, even if there is only one princess in his backyard, it is absolutely unruly.
Therefore, the Hefeng Garden of the King of Ding'an and their Liulizhai are the innermost part of the outer courtyard, and Liulizhai is even more remote, close to the edge of the palace.
But what makes people miserable is that the small private school where classes are held is in the feng shui pavilion on the side of the front hall.
Mo Qingxi and Bixia walked for half an hour before they arrived, Rao is body was better than that of ordinary children, and she couldn't stand it.
Bixia offered to carry her several times, but she looked at her small body and decisively refused.
Not to mention, she doesn't like to be held by people she is not familiar with, just Bixia's fourteen or fifteen-year-old slender figure like a little sapling, she should be crushed by her if she doesn't take two steps!
When it came to the Feng Shui Pavilion, Mo Qingxi panted before entering. In front of a bunch of little kids, she can't lose her momentum.
"Creek. A voice with a smile came.
Mo Qingxi followed the prestige and saw the familiar figure, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it was still good to have an acquaintance in this place.
"Brother Huai, why are you here?" Mo Qingxi greeted with a smile.
Different from the coarse linen clothes in the village, today's Zhang Xiuhuai wears a navy blue brocade robe, with a turquoise jade jade hanging from his waist, his skin is different from his brother's dark complexion, and his hair is tied up high, looking extraordinarily spiritual.
"Bad brother, don't you have a good relationship?" a question sounded from Zhang Xiuhuai's side.
Mo Qingxi noticed that Zhang Xiuhuai's side was standing beside the crying poor little guy he had seen yesterday, as if he was calling Rui'er?
However, why does this look look so familiar?
Looking at the soft and cute little face, Mo Qingxi didn't hold back, and stretched out his little hand, "Are you learning from your second uncle?"
Ye Jingrui mercilessly slapped Mo Qingxi's little hand away, and looked at her with a look of contempt, "For the sake of your master who saved my father, this son doesn't care about you." ”
Hehe, stinky little brat!
Master also said that the children here are different from those in Huai'an Village, and she admits that they are different and are spoiled.
Mo Qingxi pursed his lips, turned his head to look at Zhang Xiuhuai, and asked curiously, "Brother Huai, why are you here?"
The night scene on the side stared at her angrily, daring to ignore this son!
"I was chosen to be Xiao Shizi's companion and take classes here from today. Zhang Xiuhuai replied gently with a smile, "It's you, Xi'er, are you going to take classes here?"
"Well, Master has to ask me to come, Brother Huai, where you sit, I want to sit with you. ”
Mo Qingxi waved his hand indifferently, and looked at the water pavilion, there were already a few children here, most of them looked like they were about seven to twelve years old, and they were all dressed in gorgeous clothes.
She kind of understood why Master wanted her to dress better.
But it's all boys, no girls, is she the only girl here?
No, if that's the case, with Master's cautious temperament, how could he be willing to dress her up so well?
Just when Mo Qingxi looked at them, they were all looking at them curiously, and whispered from time to time.
It's just that the content of the conversation may not be what she imagined.
"She's the one who released the master's pigeon?"
"It looks too small. ”
"She looks pretty good, but I don't know how she will face her master's punishment?"
......
Hearing Mo Qingxi's affirmative answer, Zhang Xiuhuai couldn't help but hold his forehead, it was really like this. When the class started in the morning, he thought he had misheard.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiuhuai inadvertently caught a glimpse of a tall figure getting closer and closer, and hurriedly returned to his seat.
Mo Qingxi didn't hear Zhang Xiuhuai's answer for a long time, "Brother Huai?"
"What are you doing one by one, why don't you go back to your seat and sit down?" a faint voice sounded from behind Mo Qingxi.
Mo Qingxi turned her head and saw a man who looked to be in his twenties standing two steps behind her, with green silk tied with a kudzu jin decorated with white jade, his white jade-like face was handsome and abnormal, but his lips were pursed, there was no expression, and his dark brown eyes were just looking at her quietly.
Dressed in a azure shirt embroidered with auspicious clouds with gold and silver threads, the palm-wide waist seal outlines the thin waist, which is even more thin and cold.
"What are you still doing here?" the man's voice was very good, like the sound of jade, and there was an indescribable coldness.
"Huh?" Mo Qingxi looked left and right, and pointed to himself, "Are you talking to me?"
As if he hadn't heard, the man withdrew his indifferent gaze and stepped into the water pavilion.
"Ignore me!" Mo Qingxi's bright big eyes couldn't help but widen.
"Miss, this is the teacher of the palace, hurry up and take a seat. Bixia hurriedly took Mo Qingxi's little hand and walked to an empty seat and sat down.
She thought that the teachers here were all the kind of grandfathers who looked a lot older, but she didn't expect the teachers in the palace to be so young!
Mo Qingxi couldn't help but look forward two more times, and only then did he notice that Brother Huai and that stinky little man had sat on the front seat at some point, and the two of them were sitting upright, and their bodies were very straight.
Then I looked around, and found that everyone else was sitting in the same way, exactly the same as the one that had been measured with a ruler.
Are they all so afraid of this teaching gentleman?
It's a little cold, but it doesn't look scary, does it?
"From. Xiao Shizi at the front suddenly stood up and raised his voice, and the others also stood up.
The corners of this skirt were too long, Mo Qingxi almost stepped on herself, but it was because of Bixia's support, so she didn't make a fool of herself on the first day of class.
"Good Master. Everyone raised their hands, and Mo Qingxi slowed down by half a beat, but quickly reacted and learned to do it together.
"Miss, men do it, women want to be blessed. Bixia took advantage of the fact that the teacher turned around to take the book, and hurriedly corrected Mo Qingxi.
"Oh. Mo Qingxi was like a puppet, and Ren Bixia corrected her movements.
I couldn't help but slander in my heart, why did the master throw her to the school in a hurry, so I told her all the messy rules here, and she could come again, she hated this feeling of being in a hurry.
And Yun Qianyan, who had all this in his eyes, said lightly: "Sit." ”
"Chef Xie. ”
"Today's silent writing, the first five articles of the middle school chapter of the Analects, time is a stick of incense. Yun Qianyan said.
Mo Qingxi couldn't help but widen his eyes, there is also Confucius in this world?
No, it's good to be enlightened!