C17 (2/2)

”Cough, you are just giving an example. Hmm, give an example, but there are too many coincidences in this world, I am only asking you to think that way. Think about it carefully, is that the same logic?” No matter what kind of person you are, if you can't stand straight, how can you ask others? He only said that the county governor cared about matters of the county. Farmland, water, taxes, education, he had to face His Majesty. He had to face the commoners. How could there be no injustice within a single day in a county? If the county governor is only concerned about this, what about the matters in the county? ”

Luckily, Wei Zhao was quite sharp and could understand some of it. Mr. Qian only dismissed her when his mouth was dry.

Wei Zhao could only understand that she was only a five-year-old child. To her, what her teacher had said was a bit far away, and what was forced in front of her was the Dragon Boat Festival tomorrow! He was even less able to understand Mr. Qian's anxiety that he would have to grow up to become stronger once he returned to the palace.

The Dragon Boat Festival was a big day, and everyone had a good time. With the grace of His Majesty this year, it was even more rare, and naturally everyone in the academy wished to take a day off from school, but no one dared to mention this. The more everyone longed for it, the slower Mr. Qian would be. One could imagine that even if he could really take a day off from school tomorrow to play for a day, Wei Zhao would definitely be different from before after he received his teachings.

More and more children lost hope and became listless. It was almost school time, and they would probably have to come back tomorrow.

No one expected that at the very last moment, the teacher would say, ”A day's rest at noon, then come back to school the next day.”

As soon as the cheers were raised, they were carefully sucked back into the academy. The children left, and Mr. Qian stood at the gate and watched Big Brother Du carry Wei Zhao and walk off into the distance until he could no longer be seen at the corner. He then sighed and closed the gate.

The man from the older children's class came out with a book in his hand. Mr. Qian waved at him, ”How is she?”

”From the pulse, it looks calm and gentle, gentle and powerful. The ruler's vein has sunk in and gained strength. There is plenty of blood and Qi, and the body is extremely healthy and healthy.”

Mister Qian muttered in his heart, God bless me, and then he asked, ”If I suffer a little bit of fear …”

When Mr. Cheng heard this, he was extremely disapproving in his heart, but he also knew that there was no room for discussion. After pondering for a quarter of an hour, he slowly said, ”It shouldn't be a problem.”

Mr. Qian nodded. It was time to find a stone to grind knives.

He clapped his hands. A dozen people came out from the trees, the grass, and the bricks in the corner of the yard.

It was just that things were always unexpected.

Early in the morning, Wei Zhao followed Boss Du to watch the Dragon Boat competition. The Du Family was afraid of the heat, so they instructed their eldest brother to look after the children while they cooked for the father and son at home.

The lakeside of the dragon boat was filled with people. Wei Zhao was lying on his father's back with his arms around Eldest Brother Du's neck, holding a green fruit in his hands. Sour air permeated the air, causing Eldest Brother Du to tilt his head a little.

Wei Zhao cackled and purposefully rubbed the fruit next to Boss Du's nose, provoking her father to call her a bastard. He didn't mind her father spitting saliva on the fruit and taking his time to nibble on it.

The weather slowly became hot, and there were many people. Boss Du was covered in sweat, and his back was also soaked. Wei Zhao twisted his butt and climbed down from her father's body, then stood at the side of the road, waiting for Boss Du to snatch a cup of sour plum soup with ice cubes for her.

Big Boss Du lifted his sleeves to wipe the sweat off his forehead and steadied himself for Wei Zhao. ”Drink quickly, you can't tell your mother later. She's not asking you to gnaw on ice, she said it's not meat anymore.”

Wei Zhao held the small porcelain cup in both hands and narrowed his eyes comfortably. When he was cold enough, he handed the cup to Boss Du. ”Dad, let's drink here, I'll drink the rest.” As he spoke, he used his finger to draw a line on the cup.

Big Boss Du's mouth was parched, and he wasn't polite to his daughter. He took it and drank more than half of it for Wei Zhao.

Two small pieces of ice the size of red dates were left under the cup. Wei Zhao pinched them out with his hands. Each of his cheeks was cold and seeping through.

The father and son duo returned the porcelain cups to each other and found a good place to wait for the competition to begin.

The Dark Guard was just about to sneak away with Wei Zhao when his mission was to take Wei Zhao away. He wanted her to think that Wei Zhao had been kidnapped, but he couldn't hurt her.

Who would've thought that before he even started moving, he'd discover a man in grey who couldn't be found among the crowd padding towards Wei Zhao. The Dark Guard was stunned. Did the higher-ups arrange for someone else besides him?

He hurriedly looked around and saw that Boss Du was surrounded by a few other people. Mm, these people were quite professional, unlike him who was alone … err, that's not right. These people were true professionals.