Yan Niangzi ignored him, holding a swollen pig's head face and egg liquid that had dried on her face, and prepared to write on another piece of paper.

Yan Niangzi's posture is a little strange, because she hurt her arm when she was knocked to the ground by her man just now, but she didn't deliberately correct her writing posture, so she looked very casual.

After writing, someone held up the character Yan Niangzi, and someone asked, "What did she write?"

People who have only learned a few words can't understand it, and those who don't know words can't understand it, and this mess is similar to the talisman that the Taoist priest put on the door of his home.

"It's cursive!" There were still literate people in the crowd, "She writes in cursive!"

"Cursive? What is that written?"

The man said, "Bastards come from afar, and they are troublesome."

Someone snorted and laughed. She doesn't know how to read, but she understands the world!

"Yan Niangzi is laughing at that student!"

Everyone also saw that Feng Heng's face was as red as a pig's liver.

"Vulgar, too vulgar!" Feng Heng couldn't help but scold, "How can you make such a joke about the old master?"

"Is she kidding the old master? She's talking about you."

"This cursive isn't bad! Why is it vulgar?" An old man put his face almost in front of the cursive handwriting, savoring it. Although the old man lives in Triangle Lane, he is a cultural person, the same person who Su Yanshang asked him before if he could come to teach Mr. Xi.

"Is this very well written, Old Man Lu?"

"You look at this pen, through the back of the paper, you can see that this person is strong, you look at this again, Feng Ying is outside, full of spirit, is a master who does what he says. This character alone is very well written. And this cursive script, the silk is smooth and beautiful, and it has the artistic conception of a book with a holy stroke, good, good!"

"But the students of the Bluestone Academy still say it's vulgar."

"As the saying goes, it's the content, and the content is good! Isn't that a way to write your feelings? Hahaha!"

"Which of these two people is better?"

"Which one is better?" Those who know the book well can only look at the looks, but do not see the glyphs!"

There are many people in the south of the city here, of course, they think that the local old man is right, but they don't understand it very well, but they also think that the cursive is good, although they don't understand, but the content is interesting!

Feng Heng and the students of the Qingshi Academy who were hiding elsewhere felt incredible when they saw this word, but they didn't expect Yan Niangzi to write well, and she scolded people directly.

"Feng Shizi, what do you think?" Su Yanshang knows that Yan Niangzi has accompanied her master to practice calligraphy since she was a child, and often helps her master complete the tasks assigned by her master, and she is a master just by imitating her master's words.

"Opportunistic!"

"Why is Yan Niangzi opportunistic? Can't Feng Shizi be willing to gamble and lose? However, Feng Shizi's handwriting is also good, so I can't say that I lost, but Yan Niangzi, a master who teaches literacy, can write like this, do you think it is enough?"

Feng Heng sought truth from facts: "Enough is enough, but I still think that Yan Niangzi should still leave."

"You don't understand the truth that you are a teacher for one day and a father for life, and you even asked the children to give up Master Yan, but fortunately, the students taught by Master Yan are all conscientious."

That is to say, he has no conscience, Feng Heng is speechless.

"And there is one thing I want to clarify, Mrs. Yan has indeed been to the Qinglou." This sentence Su Yanshang deliberately said loudly.

The onlookers began to discuss again: "How could Dr. Su invite a woman from a green house to teach them?"

"Doctor Su has a point, listen to it first."

The little babies who knew what Qinglou meant were surprised, and then lowered their heads and clenched their fists very tightly.

"Master Yan was forced by her husband, this man." Su Yanshang pointed to the man who was controlled by the bell and said lightly.

"The man has a few families, and they don't work, so they forced the little bit of Yan Niangzi to go to the Qinglou, she is good at playing Ruan, and she plays very well, so she went to the Qinglou to perform, and she didn't sign a contract with the old bustard in the Qinglou, but just rented her land and made all the money

It's used to spoil this man.

No, I saw that she was very business-minded, so I recruited her to my shop, and when she saw me coming to Triangle Lane, she also came to help."

"You bullshit, you woman has bad intentions and instigates my mother-in-law to reconcile with me, don't be deceived by him." Yan Niangzi's man screamed, was punched by the bell, cut a piece of cloth from his clothes with a knife, and stuffed it into his mouth.

Su Yanshang didn't bother to pay attention to the man, glanced at Feng Heng, and continued, "How is it? Feng Shizi, not everyone's life is as smooth sailing as you have been in the past ten years, but we also want to live with dignity, and besides, if you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world, what qualifications do you have to say that Yan Niangzi is not qualified to be a teacher?"

"Yes, yes, it's not easy for Mrs. Yan." The people around sympathized and praised Yan Niangzi.

"Such a person with three views and a decent outlook, no matter what happened in the past, is a good teacher and a good teacher."

Yan Niangzi's swollen eyes were tears that could not be held back.

"Why do I say that Feng Shizi has had smooth sailing in the past ten years, because I think it is unlikely that you will have smooth sailing in the next few decades."

"Why, isn't this the son of the world?"

"Feng Shizi, have you seen Yan Niangzi before today? Or did you know her before?"

"No...... I haven't seen it, and I don't know it."

"Then who told you that Yan Niangzi is here as a teacher and made you come to the door so angrily?"

"This ......" is his classmate.

Su Yanshang didn't bother to listen to him: "Feng Shizi wants to participate in the imperial examination, just to be an official, Feng Shizi is easily taken advantage of, you will catch fire as soon as others fan the wind, you have no ability to distinguish right from wrong, not a helpful person, and you don't save you when you see death, you deceive people too much, you are self-righteous, your eyes are above the top, your consciousness is low, you can't afford to lose, you have no conscience, if you are an official, you won't be a good official, such a person writes a strategy, it is estimated that the examiner will shake his head, so I advise you, it's good to give up the scientific examination."

The people listened to what Dr. Su said very reasonably, and they all agreed.

Feng Heng's face turned pale when he was said, and the few classmates who were hiding to watch the excitement had already scolded Feng Heng miserably in their hearts.

Su Yanshang didn't sympathize with him, she asked the bell to investigate the situation on the wedding day, knowing that Feng Heng was involved, and she hadn't freed up her hand to settle accounts with him, so he came to the door, so it was just right.

"This kind of volume, my eyes hurt when I read a word, and I don't even read it."

As soon as a carriage stopped in the crowd, the voice of an old man was heard, and a small servant politely asked people to get out of the way, and the old man appeared in front of Feng Heng and Su Yansheng.

"Master Xu." The children who were still outside called Xu Fuzi one after another.

"Hey, there are other masters here! What is the origin of this master?"

"It seems to teach boys."

Feng Heng's little guy was unhappy, he wanted to scold Su Yanshang for half a day, but the other party spoke so fast, he had no chance at all, and now an old man came, looking at his strength: "What's so great about your eyes hurting? The test papers of our prince are not for you to read."

"Who are you? The old man doesn't read the papers, because the old man is too lazy."

Su Yanshang greeted, "Old Xu."

"Who is this Xu Lao?"

Many people know the name of the chess saint, but few people have seen it, and few people know that the chess saint is the father of the current prime minister Xu Chun, but there is also a famous Xu Lao in this capital.

"It's Prime Minister Xu Chun's father." Someone in the crowd said.

It is unlikely that the locals in the south of the city know about this, but the person who spoke was arranged by Xu Lao. He used it when he was younger.

"Jae-tak is the champion of the year!"

"Yes, I've also seen him parade through the streets, but he's majestic."

"You only know that the prime minister is the champion, but do you know that the prime minister's brothers are also Jinshi?"

"How many jinshi are there? I don't know."

"Do you know why there are so many Jinshi in the Xu family's generation?"

"Tell me, what's the deal?"

"That's because Old Xu himself is from a champion background."

"Isn't that family a champion for two generations? You don't have that in Da'an, right?"

The crowd boiled.

Feng Heng finally reacted to who Prime Minister Xu Chun was, he looked at the other party in shock, and what shocked him even more was that Old Xu actually spoke to the woman in the Qinglou: "Master Yan's class is finished today? The old man estimated the time to come, and it was getting colder and colder, so he didn't want to come too early."

In fact, there is no conflict between the two of them now, Master Yan taught both male and female babies before Xu Lao came, and after Xu Lao came, Xu Lao taught male babies, and Yan Fuzi taught female babies, but what Xu Lao meant......

"Master Yan didn't finish today's class, and he was disturbed."

The child next to Xu Lao secretly praised this ten-year-old boy, the child can be taught! was able to play against Xu Lao.

"It's just that I'm being disturbed by this person." This sentence was said by the excited people in Nancheng.

Xu Laocai didn't bother to listen to Feng Heng speak, and it was impossible for Feng Heng to explain.

I saw that Xu Lao didn't even look at him, and walked straight into the triangle alley, and said, "The old man saw that Yan Niangzi was injured, so he will rest first in the next few days, and let the old man come to teach everyone."

Xu Lao's words were deliberately raised a little louder, so that people outside could hear them.

"So Yan Niangzi is still a colleague of Old Xu? Yan Niangzi and Xu Lao are masters together in Triangle Alley?"

Who would dare to say that Yan Niangzi is not qualified to come from the right way, even Xu Lao admitted that she is the master, and even Xu Lao is her colleague.

Who would say that those students were taught by the women of the Qinglou?

The door of the mansion in Triangle Lane slowly closed, and the people who watched the excitement outside did not dare to make a mistake, and some people wanted to go in to continue watching the excitement, but they were kindly reminded: "Hey, don't go in, everyone says that they are going to class, but can't you be rude like the people from the academy, we are not scholars, but we also have to be reasonable, right?"

The man glanced at Feng Heng, who was standing aside. He was thinking about it, so he would simply let his son come to Triangle Alley tomorrow for class, and he would give him some silver.

He's not alone.

At this time, in the triangle alley, Xu Lao and Su Yanshang said, "How is it? I was successful today, right?"

"Thank you Elder Xu, Elder Xu appeared in time and really got the best results."

That's the effect of ten games. But now that she's calmed down a bit, she's not so reluctant to play chess. Busy with revenge, she can also occasionally put down her burden and enjoy the time playing against the masters, why not? This is also something that she has never had since she left her grandfather in her previous life, and it is also something that she can cherish.

Looking at Feng Heng's appearance just now, he knew that she had taken a big advantage.

Su Yansheng, who had figured out some things, was much more relaxed, but Feng Heng's mood was very heavy.