Chapter 401: Chapter 287 Actually… I’m also very busy on my day off_2 Chapter 401: Chapter 287 Actually… I’m also very busy on my day off_2 Countless days and nights of waiting, monts filled with busyness, and endless hopes for dusk and dawn — weren’t they all for the arrival of that one beautiful scene…
Cough, cough, of course, such an exquisite scenery should never arrive in duplicate; otherwise, it would be a death sentence.
At this mont.
Beneath the podium, Wu Peiliang kept telling himself to stay calm, to stay calm, impulsiveness is the devil!
His expression remained normal as he suppressed the naless raging within him.
Wu Peiliang looked at Zhao Rong’s profile and suddenly scoffed:
“Hmph, you call this busy? It seems Mr. Zhao is just showing off. What’s there to boast about, so dull, so pointless.”
No sooner had the words fallen.
Zhao Rong and so students in the academy who shared his feelings couldn’t help but turn their heads to glance at him.
Wu Peiliang was startled, sensing that their gazes were sowhat strange, perhaps tinged with a bit of… pity?
He frowned imdiately and quickly addressed Zhao Rong with a caring tone:
“Don’t talk nonsense, spewing things left and right. To say nothing of whether there are students in the hall willing to take your calligraphy lesson, it’s needless to ask. Well, let’s talk about sothing else, even this little matter you call busy…”
“Mr. Zhao, that’s really low of you! Sneaking classes behind our backs at Shuaixing Hall while Justice Hall had no idea!”
Suddenly, a loud voice burst from the door, breaking into the escalating conversation and echoing in the hall.
Following this, without waiting for the people in Shuaixing Hall to react, the light at the door was blocked by soone and then brightened again, as the owner of the loud voice had already entered.
Gu Yiwu strode to the podium, grasped with a big hand, and nonchalantly pulled at Zhao Rong’s sleeve.
He lowered his voice, although everyone in the hall could actually hear him.
“Really, Zhao Ziyu, on ordinary days, you allow to call you brother, talking as if we were real brothers. I thought you really considered a brother. But here you are, secretly giving classes and not even informing , not including Justice Hall, treating us like stepchildren, favoring your own pals from Shuaixing Hall. Mr. Zhao, brother Zhao, you… ah!”
This burly man at this mont was gripping Zhao Rong’s hand, his rugged face unexpectedly showing a color of mild grievance, his tone filled with reproach.
The students from Shuaixing Hall looked at the two “hand-holders,” their expressions increasingly strange.
And Wu Peiliang, having his speech interrupted, now had a face that struggled to maintain composure.
Atop the podium, Zhao Rong glanced downwards, quietly ‘tugging’ at his sleeve.
But so many tugs and still not regained, why does every person this young master encounters have such strength?
“Brother Gu, don’t get agitated, calm down first, listen to …never mind, it’s inconvenient to talk now, I’ll give you a satisfactory explanation later. If you don’t have anything else, you should go and attend to your matters; I still have a class to teach at Shuaixing Hall.”
His tone was resigned.
Gu Yiwu stared into Zhao Rong’s eyes, his large eyes blinked.
He suddenly let go, turned to scan the people in the hall.
After a mont’s consideration, Gu Yiwu scratched his head and chuckled sheepishly, then clasped his fists and spoke apologetically, “I’m really sorry for the disturbance, everyone. Well, Brother Zhao, I will take my leave now.”
The stately man turned and left.
After his departure, there was a mont of quiet in Shuaixing Hall, which was soon broken by soone in a rush.
Wu Peiliang forced a scoff, as if nothing had happened, loudly continuing with his previous talk:
“Don’t bring up other topics, even this trivial matter you call busy? Compared to the rest of us, it’s nothing; don’t act like you’ve sacrificed so much to garner sympathy.”
Wu Peiliang lifted his chin.
“Brother Sima does a small thing every day, not a style you can compare to, brother. When he’s free, having tea or a al, always seated with teachers and sages from the academy, discussing classics and philosophies, are these matters you can afford to miss? If not, then hurry up…”
At this mont.
“Little junior brother, where did you go?” Zhao Rong asked as he couldn’t find anyone at the Academy. “I thought you had run off again with your younger sister to enjoy the solitude and autumn scenery. Hmm, why are you all still sitting here on a day off, and it’s so crowded?”
A warm, gentle voice ca from outside.
This ti, everyone in Shuaixing Hall had learned their lesson and imdiately turned their heads toward the Academy’s main gate, where they saw a dignified square-faced man standing. He was dressed in a scholar’s attire, exuding an air of Confucian elegance.
Zhao Rong turned his head to look and couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows, “Elder brother?”
Li Jinsu smiled, “Ziyu, it has been quite a while.”
He turned his head to survey the Academy, then suddenly noticed a tall figure. Li Jinsu bowed with his hands clasped, also curiously saying, “Brother Sima, you are here too?”
Having stood silently all this while, Sima Duyi finally moved. He raised his hand in return, but remained silent as ever.
To this, Li Jinsu’s expression remained normal, not feeling anything amiss. He had long been familiar with the personality of this ‘Reading Seed’ brother and so rumors within the Academy…
Wu Peiliang’s eyes gradually widened, and Zhao Rong on the platform couldn’t help but glance at him.
Zhao Rong turned his head, his tone probing, “Elder brother, what brings you here to find ?”
Li Jinsu stepped into the Academy, a warm smile on his face, unhurried and deliberate.
“The Teacher said he hasn’t seen you around lately and asked to call you over. Also, today, the Teacher is taking us fishing. He ntioned that the bass dishes are delicious this autumn, a delicacy from his hotown. The Teacher is preparing to host a bass banquet and asked to invite all the junior brothers.”
He paused, glancing at the little junior brother who seed on the verge of saying sothing but hesitated, then pretended to put on a stern face.
“The first person the Teacher ntioned was you, Ziyu, and you shouldn’t decline. It would make it difficult for to explain if I returned without you.”
Zhao Rong closed his mouth, but after thinking it over, he still seed sowhat troubled.
“Right now? It’s a bit inconvenient at the mont, I’ve been appointed by Mr. Zhu as an assistant for the Calligraphy class and need to give a supplentary lesson to the fellows at Shuaixing Hall. Uh, elder brother, would it be alright to go at noon?”
Li Jinsu’s eyes brightened, but he continued to maintain a stern expression, his voice slightly annoyed:
“I was actually hoping to drag you along for so tough work, joining in fishing. Sigh, it looks like I’ll have to do it myself again. Fine, co over at noon for the ready-made feast; just don’t be too late. No matter, co whenever you finish your tasks; the Teacher and I will keep so bass dishes for you, but rember, you must co.”
Zhao Rong forced a smile and shook his head, “How dare I stand up Mr. Yan and you, elder brother? I will definitely attend.”
Li Jinsu then nodded in satisfaction.
“Then I’ll head out first; don’t want to disturb your class.”
He turned and clasped his hands toward everyone, then strode away.
Just before exiting, Li Jinsu looked peculiarly at the student standing in the middle of the hall, whose face was tinged with a liverish hue.
Why does it feel like the atmosphere in this little junior brother’s Academy is a bit odd?
And the looks in these fellows’ eyes seem strange too?
He shook his head, not dwelling on it, and left directly.
As Li Jinsu’s figure disappeared at the doorway,
An awkward silence fell over Shuaixing Hall once again, but this ti, the atmosphere was even more uncomfortable than before.
Looking at these events…
Even Zhao Rong couldn’t help but take a deep breath, and so did the others in Shuaixing Hall.
All the astonished gazes fell on the stiff-faced Wu Peiliang.
It seed as if they were silently asking, “Is there more?”
“Shall we… try one more ti?”
Wu Peiliang: “…”
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