The wife of a powerful minister?Don't worry, I'll take back my destiny first

Although Zhao's gaze made the scholar uncomfortable, he still endured the discomfort and bowed to Zhao: "Aunt Ding, this is Yueping, a classmate of Brother Zhongwen. Whatever Auntie needs today, it will be on my account. .”

However, Mrs. Zhao was an unreasonable person. Instead of thanking Yue Ping, she glared at him with dissatisfaction.

"Since you are my classmate Zhong Wen, what did you do earlier? Why did you wait until I got into a fight with this bitch before you took out the money?"

"And why do you stress what I need today? Can't I charge your account tomorrow?"

Not only Yue Ping, the person involved, was stunned, but also the people who witnessed all this were in disbelief.

How can there be such shameless people in this world!

Yue Ping was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. He no longer had any respect for Mrs. Zhao: "What do you mean? Do I owe you? I paid you today, and I will continue to pay you tomorrow. ?Is there something wrong with your mind?"

"Snapped!"

When Zhao was scolded, she became angry and slapped Yue Ping on the face. She had been working hard all year round, so she slapped her with all her strength, and a clear palm print suddenly appeared on the left side of Yue Ping's face.

Yue Ping caressed his beaten face and looked at Zhao in disbelief: Is he showing kindness to provoke resentment?

However, Mrs. Zhao still opened her mouth and said to Yue Ping: "How dare you scold me for having a brain problem? I beat you because I look down on you. My son is the best scholar in Nanshan Academy, you scum. How can you compare with him?"

"I might as well tell you that the great scholar Guan Chenyun came to Nanshan Academy because my son was injured and it was inconvenient to go to Fucheng. If you offend my son, you will offend Guan Chenyun. Then all I need from my son is a word. , you will all be kicked out of the academy."

Everyone looked at each other, and some people really believed Zhao's words.

Yue Ping touched the increasingly swollen left side of his face with a sneer on his face: He showed kindness to Mr. Zhao just because he saw that Ding Zhongwen was indeed a bit talented, thinking that if he fell into the eyes of Mr. Guan, he said Maybe you can help him a little bit?

Now it seems that this support is not necessary. His in-laws' family has a lot of money, and at worst, they will pay for an official position in the future.

"Hmph!" Yue Ping looked at Mrs. Zhao coldly, but shouted: "Aunt Wang, are the pastries and tea I asked for just now ready?"

Aunt Wang looked at Yue Ping sympathetically, took out a food box and patted it: "Master Yue, everything is in this food box."

Everyone else also looked at Yue Ping, some with ridicule on their faces, some with disgust. Unexpectedly, Yue Ping was actually a person who could bear his anger.

Mrs. Zhao also looked at everyone with a proud face. Look, she said that her son was very powerful. The scholar in this academy was beaten by her, but she still had to pay her.

Yue Ping nodded and asked sullenly: "How much?"

Aunt Wang's words of persuasion turned into four words: "Five coins."

Yue Ping took out a tael of broken silver from his sleeve and threw it on the counter: "This is one tael of silver. The extra money will be used to buy a drink for Aunt Wang."

Just as Aunt Wang was about to say thank you, Mrs. Zhao stopped and said, "No, you must give me the five pieces of silver. If you don't give it to me, I will make you very upset."

Yue Ping looked at Zhao as if he were an idiot: "Old woman, I can give my money to whomever I want, why should I give it to you?"

After Yue Ping said that, he took the food box and walked away.

"Hey, these are the pastries and tea I want. Where did you mention them?"

Zhao stretched out her hand to grab the food box, but was pushed away by Yue Ping, "Your stuff? Did you pay for it? Do you have money?"

Before leaving, Yue Ping even cursed contemptuously: "A good dog doesn't block the way!"     Zhao was left alone in the wind and messy: "You mean person who doesn't mean what you say! You said these things are for my son. of."

Everyone burst into laughter, and Mrs. Zhao was so angry that she turned around and wanted to fight with Aunt Wang again: "Wang, I gave the young master just now his money, so hurry up and get me some cakes and tea."

Aunt Wang sneered: "It's okay to ask for something. Bring the money and everything will be easy. If you don't have money, don't even think about eating the King's meal here."

"My son is the future number one scholar. If you dare to bully me, aren't you afraid that we will seek revenge from you in the future?"

"Hmph! If you don't please me now, when my son becomes an official, I will definitely arrest you and put you in jail!"

Mrs. Zhao clamored to come forward to fight with Aunt Wang, but few young men came out of the kitchen and dragged Ms. Zhao out of the kitchen and threw her in the garden.

"Bah! How shameless!"

"With your son's ugly appearance, being an official, bah! It's enough to beg for food."

Everyone left, Mrs. Zhao was still sitting on the ground with a confused look on her face: Yue Ping had just heard that her son was Ding Zhongwen, and he was obviously rushing to flatter her. Why did you change your mind in the blink of an eye? snort! When her son becomes an official, he must kill all nine clans of him!

She rubbed her body and felt pain everywhere. Okay, those people just now dared to beat her secretly. She was going to find Mr. Guan to punish these unruly people.

Mrs. Zhao got up from the ground and limped towards the academy gate.

Yue Ping carried the food box and walked straight out of the academy gate. He saw a few beggars begging in the distance, so he walked over and gave them tea and cakes.

The beggar took the cakes and tea and kept saying thanks to Yue Ping: "Thank you, great benevolent man. Thank you, great benevolent man. Your kindness will be rewarded."

Yue Ping felt relieved, and a sincere smile appeared on his face: "Look, a beggar knows how to thank me for my kindness. A scholarly lady, on the contrary, takes other people's charity as a matter of course."

Zhu Xiucai and Wang Xiucai, who were following Yue Ping, looked at each other, sighed, and comforted: "Brother Yue, don't be angry. Ding Zhongwen and his mother are just feeding unfamiliar white-eyed wolves."

"We were kind-hearted and asked the book boy to take care of their mother and son, but in the end they treated us as their servants."

Yue Ping looked at his two classmates in surprise: "Why haven't you heard this matter from your two brothers?"

Zhu Xiucai smiled helplessly: "Brother-in-law, we are scholars, not blasphemous shrews."

Wang Xiucai took out a bottle of ointment from his sleeve and handed it to Yue Ping: "Brother Yue, this is the ointment I bought after I twisted my waist a few days ago. Take it and apply it on your face."

Yue Ping rushed to Wang Xiucai and said, "Thank you very much."

Wang Xiucai applied ointment to Yue Ping himself, and everyone looked towards the street in the distance from time to time.

"You said -" Zhu Xiucai suddenly asked: "Did Mr. Guan really come to Nanshan Academy for Ding Zhongwen?"

"Come on, come on! Mr. Guan is here!"

Wang Xiucai paused while applying ointment to Yue Ping and looked at the carriage approaching from the corner: low-key, luxurious and grand.

Beside the carriage, there were more than a dozen guards in black, all with long swords on their waists, which made people feel awe.