C9 (2/2)

”Follow me.”

Actually, he had brought some snacks with him, but when he heard that Wei Zhao had entertained Xue Chaoyun at home yesterday, he was a little jealous, so he didn't give them to her in time. If Wei Zhao was punished by Teacher … Ji Ming was depressed, but Qiao Yun was smiling from ear to ear.

Xue Chaoyun glanced at Wei Zhao's empty seat, then lowered his head and began to read.

Mr. Qian lived in a small courtyard behind the academy. As an old man who wasn't good at cooking, he hired a servant woman to cook for him for three meals a day. Mr. Qian led Wei Zhao to a stone table in the courtyard.

The food box was very exquisite, and it looked very high-end! It definitely wasn't a street stall.

Mr. Qian took out a plate of dessert. Wei Zhao looked down — there were actually three!

Wei Zhao looked carefully. One should be peanut kernel, while the other was dates. They were red dates, the last one she didn't recognize.

Mr. Qian pushed the plate in front of her and poured another cup of water. Unlike his usual seriousness, he looked at her with a ”love”, ”Eat, eat.”

Wei Zhao stood up and saluted. ”Thank you, Sir.”

Unlike most other kids her age, she had never been interested in sweets since childhood, but now that she was hungry, and since it was a high-end dish brought by her husband, Wei Zhao picked up a peanut and slowly ate it. Unexpectedly, the taste was good.

In the evening, Mr. Qian wrote home with tears in his eyes. He asked Emperor Qing if he remembered the day when he was still studying, when he was hungry and the palace maid brought him three types of snacks. What kind of snacks did he eat?

Emperor Qinghe quickly replied. In truth, he didn't like either of them. Because he was very hungry, he had to force himself to eat a few mouthfuls. The other two didn't even move.

When Mr. Qian wrote again, there was only one sentence, ”Wei Zhao is undoubtedly an Emperor.” Even the taste was the same as His Majesty's.

When he received Mr. Qian's letter, he was overjoyed for half a day. In response, he said, ”It's not good for her to eat too much salt. I'll find an imperial physician to take a pulse for you, and let Wei Zhao take a look as well.”

Mr. Qian twitched his mouth. Was it for Wei Zhao to take a look, and also for him to take his pulse?

He liked to eat salty things and barely touched dessert. However, if he didn't like fruit, he would eat sugar, but he liked to nibble on sugar cane. Recently, he fell in love with sophora flower and elm money …

The eunuch in the royal kitchen was on the verge of tears. Your Majesty, what are you eating? It's something poor people eat when they can't even afford to eat! Besides, where did he go to pick up the locust flowers?

Of course, Wei Zhao didn't know anything about the Emperor's mischief. She only felt that her teacher had been treating her a little too well recently.

She left her at school yesterday and told her mother that she had to eat more in the morning. Otherwise, she would get hungry before noon.

She went back to ask Wei Zhao to stand on the ground. She sat up straight and asked, ”Sis Zhao, when mother asked you, you wanted to speak the truth, but you were being naughty in the academy?”

Wei Zhao puffed his cheeks and shook his head.

”Mother knows that you don't like to learn this, and Mother doesn't care about that Laozi. However, in this world, there are always benefits in knowing more. Mother only hopes that you won't be blind, lest the other party sell it and help you count the money.”

Knowing his daughter as a mother, the Du Family knew that Wei Zhao did not like to study.

However, the benefits of learning had all been noticed by Du Su's family, and Wei Zhao was more sensible and more stable than before. In the past, he had spent most of his time with the Spring Flower to catch loaches, find tadpoles, or play with mud and mixed it into mud everyday in order to return. Even under her watchful eyes, he had the ability to turn himself into dust.

Even if she and Boss Du were to know him, they would still feel happy in their hearts. Those articles Wei Zhao had written, regardless of how she spoke, each one of them made sense. The husband and wife naturally knew that their teacher was truly capable.

The day quickly turned to April, and the weather gradually became hotter. The new clothes, which had only been worn once before, were not kept by the Du Family, so they were taken out to be worn by Wei Zhao.

”Today is your grandmother's anniversary celebration, what about you, little girl? There are a lot of lonely ghosts in the cemetery, so you can only bow to your mother a few times in the yard. Your father and I are going to school for one day, and once we release the school, we will see if we follow the teacher or go to your aunt's house.” Lady Xue had finally found a mansion and settled down some time ago. It wasn't too far from the Du Family, and Wei Zhao had followed the Du Family once. As a guest and with a lot of rules, it was fine if she tolerated it.

”I'm following Teacher. Mother, you can go say a few words to Teacher.” Wei Zhao held her mother's hand, squinting in the warm sun.

”Of course.” Du Su knew that Wei Zhao wasn't a member of the Du Family, and naturally didn't want to take her to her mother-in-law's grave. She knew that Wei Zhao wasn't of the Du Family, and naturally didn't want to take her to her mother-in-law's grave.

When Mr. Qian heard what Du Su said, he readily agreed. Originally, Mrs. Du Su was worried that Mr. Qian was too old-fashioned and would force her to go to the grave. Unexpectedly, when Mr. Qian heard that she would come later to pick up Wei Zhao, he immediately nodded his head and agreed.

Unfortunately, she thought about the reason why she came here.

After leaving school, Wei Zhao sat down at the table and didn't move. Ji Ming was just about to call out to her, when Teacher came in, ”Wei Zhao has left his endorsement.”

Wei Zhao waved towards Ji Ming, gesturing for him to look at Ji Quan, who was standing outside the door.