I run a travel agency in the cultivation world

Chapter 81, Teacher's Happiness

Hearing that Yang Zhao said that his teacher lacked morality, he couldn't sit still any longer, so he slapped the table and stood up.

"Everyone here doesn't know that you came to the mansion halfway, and got this position by annoying Ms. Ruojuan's counting master, Mr. Wu, with despicable words. I?!"

Who is this Mr. Wu?Suddenly, Yang Zhao didn't realize it at all. She had only met that Mr. Mathematician once, and now she had forgotten what this man looked like.

But now it seems that Mr. Wu often speaks bad things about himself behind his back, otherwise, all the teachers at the table would agree with him.

From that Mr. Zhang who took the lead in provoking, to this unknown person taking over halfway to slander and slander her, for such a strange reason, no one came out to mediate and speak a fair word.

It can't be said that all the people here are evil people, it can only be said that someone deliberately brainwashed them, making them innately biased.

Their silence is the greatest help to the provocateurs.

Yang Zhao sighed silently. She had never seen these people before this banquet, but she had already become a target of public criticism. If anything went wrong at work, they would find reasons to attack from her to relieve them. Own panic.

Even people in the cultivation world will find the weak to vent their dissatisfaction.

She is the youngest among all the people present, but she did not study in a government school at this age, which shows that her knowledge and cultivation are not good enough, she has no background, no reputation, and she is not even a local, so she naturally became the softest persimmon.

Yang Zhao took another sip of the sweet soup. This sweet soup was sweet but not greasy, fresh and delicious, just to comfort her wounded heart. I didn't know that Miss Ruojuan was reluctant to sell her the recipe of sweet soup.

"That gentleman suppressed the students with words and attitudes, and his character and teacher's morality are not good; the two of you judged crimes based on assumptions, and your character and teacher's morality are not good, you are really the same breed."

Now those two couldn't bear it any longer, and clamored to come over and beat her. Seeing that those gentlemen were no longer able to stop them, a big maid finally stood up with a cough.

"Gentlemen, today is the joy of my young lady's entrance into school, and our Liu family has not treated you badly. Why do you speculate about my young lady and young master, and now you want to disturb the wedding banquet?"

After hearing the words, everyone looked at this big maid one after another.

She was wearing a pair of twisted silk gold bracelets on her hands, a gold hairpin on her head, and two pearls around her ears. She looked like a servant of the Liu family.

Seeing this, some people started to blame the two for not distinguishing between serious and serious, implicating the reputation of the master's family, and acting prudent and decent in front of the maid.

The faces of the two were flushed, and Yang Zhao relished seeing it. When he was happy, he picked up another vegetable with his chopsticks. Even the vegetable was sweet and delicious, and his mouth was full of fragrance after swallowing it.

The big family will just enjoy.

After pouring the last mouthful of sweet soup into his belly, Yang Zhao stood up and was about to leave the table.

The big servant girl saw her move, and as soon as she waved her hand, a little servant girl came over with the gift tray.

"Mr. Yang, this is your thank you ceremony, don't forget."

Only then did Yang Zhao discover that there was a small note under the two ingots of silver with her name written on it.

She thanked politely, stuffed the silver into her bosom, and left Liu's mansion with the cloth in her arms.

I had a quarrel with the National People's Congress today, and I won. I vented all the grievances I have cultivated these days, and I just feel refreshed and open-minded.

It seemed that Shen Ruoyu was right to let her go to banquets more, and he couldn't give up such a good opportunity just because he was a little socially afraid.

But after beating people, he had to run quickly. Yang Zhao went out of the house, hurriedly summoned a beast cart, added some copper coins, and asked the owner of the cart to send it back to him quickly.

If you don't run away quickly, what if the two gentlemen get upset and come out to beat her?
As soon as Yang Zhao arrived home, Shen Ruoyu hadn't come back after going out to play.

These days, not only was she trapped in this small courtyard all day long, but even her master was passively trapped in the courtyard, and she hadn't gone out for a stroll for many days.

He persuaded Yang Zhao to go out to the banquet, and he meant to give himself a vacation.

She entered the room and carefully looked at the blue-colored cloth in her hand. The cloth was smooth and soft in the hand, and it held a lot of weight. It was a bit better than the one she was wearing now.

Based on what Yang Zhao has seen and heard in the past few days, this cloth would cost more than ten taels of silver in the market.

She rummaged through the cloth, and found that there was still a roll of milky white gauze hidden inside. It was folded into small pieces and stuck inside the sky-blue cloth, so it couldn't be seen without searching by hand.

This gauze is light, soft and very skin-friendly. It should be good for underwear.

But Liu Fu deliberately hid it and gave it to himself. It should be because other gentlemen didn't give it to him, so it was unnecessary.

Such meticulous thoughts can only be signaled by Miss Ruojuan.

This student did not teach in vain, and even gave himself extra favoritism. In an instant, the happiness of being a teacher flooded his heart.

Happily putting away the cloth, Yang Zhao waited for the food in his stomach to digest a little before he came to the yard and started practicing bow and gun.

This thing can't rest for a day, it must be practiced every day, otherwise it will be hand-painted.

It was not until evening that Yang Zhaodu came out of the shower after practicing, and Shen Ruoyu returned home happily.

Seeing her eating in the courtyard, Shen Ruoyu sat beside her, and when she finished eating, she happily showed Yang Zhao his mobile phone, which showed the scenery video of the high cliffs by the sea.

"Look at how magnificent and magnificent the scenery is. Playing in such a place can broaden your mind and benefit your cultivation."

The ancient Chinese were ashamed of traveling for pure enjoyment. You have to be purposeful when traveling.

Yang Zhao took care of his face and praised him all the time. Shen Ruoyu also happily sent the video to her mobile phone, and then asked her about her attendance at the banquet today.

She told the story of what went wrong at the party.

Shen Ruoyu turned the silver snail without commenting.

The next morning, Yang Zhao was practicing with his spear when he heard someone knock on the door. When he opened the door, he found a little maid standing outside. She had bright teeth and a pleasant smile. It was a little maid beside Miss Ruojuan.

"Mr. Yang, my grandpa made a special post today, please Mr. Yang come to the house tomorrow morning to talk about it, and please come as scheduled."

As he said, he handed over a post with both hands.

Yang Zhao took it, and opened the post to look at it. The words on it were powerful and strong, and Liu Zhengxia's name was signed underneath.

"I happen to have nothing to do tomorrow, tell your elder lady, I will come as promised."

Casually stuffed her with a dozen or so copper coins.

The little maid saluted happily, got on the animal cart next to her and went back.

Shen Ruoyu asked what was the matter, and she handed over the post.

He opened it and praised it first: "Good word!"

Then he said: "Tomorrow, I invite you to visit the mansion, probably because I want to hire you to be the Mr. Mather of the young master. Someone should know the news in advance, otherwise how could someone target you yesterday."

(End of this chapter)