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

"Mr. Guan, wuwuwu, you have to make the decision for my son~"

Before the carriage stopped, Mrs. Zhao started crying, causing everyone to look at her.

Guan Chenyun sat in the carriage, looked at Ni Ge and asked softly: "What's going on?"

Ni Ge lowered the car curtain and smiled: "Teacher, this is Ding Zhongwen's mother howling."

"Ding Xiucai's mother?" Guan Chenyun was a little shocked. Why is there such a big gap between people?

She is also a scholar, but Wang does not feel like an ignorant village woman to him. This old woman from the Ding family has never seen anyone before, but from the sound of her voice she knew she was a troublemaker.

"Teacher, please get off the bus first." Ni Ge said jokingly, "I'll get off the bus later."

Guan Chenyun looked unhappy: "You are my close disciple, how can you leave me alone?"

Ni Ge signaled Guan Chenyun with his eyes: "Teacher, do you want to watch a show? If you want to watch it, just listen to the disciple."

Guan Chenyun saw Ni Ge's mischievous look and reluctantly accepted it. He pointed at Ni Ge with his right hand and said, "If you don't have a good show, I will never let you go."

Ni Ge smiled from ear to ear: "Okay!"

"Hmph!" Guan Chenyun opened the curtain and got out of the carriage with the help of his guard.

Before he could stand still, he saw a gray shadow rushing towards him. If he looked carefully, it was a woman in her forties or fifties.

Guan Chenyun narrowed his eyes: It seems that this is Ding Zhongwen's wife.

Zhao's short and fat body has a arrogant face, and he is not a reasonable person at first glance.

Guan Chenyun was so frightened that he shrank back and leaned against the shaft of the carriage.

The guard, Chen Yun, was frightened. He pulled out the long sword from his waist and touched Zhao's chest with a flash of cold light. Even if they didn't use any force, Zhao's clothes were torn open by the sharp sword tip.

The sudden feeling of coldness made Zhao stop and look down at the long sword under her neck. She was so frightened that her legs went weak and she almost knelt down.

But she suddenly thought that this was Guan Chenyun, the person who came to Nanshan Academy for her son, and the fear in her heart was instantly thrown away.

"Mr. Guan, you have to make the decision for my son. Wuwuwu~" Mrs. Zhao wiped the non-existent tears from the corner of her eyes: "If you don't come to the academy, my son will be bullied by these ruthless people. Dead. Woohoo~"

Guan Chenyun covered his mouth and nose and asked knowingly: "Who is your son? Why do you want me to make the decision for him?"

Zhao:.

I almost can’t continue acting, what should I do?

"Mr. Guan, my son is Ding Zhongwen and Ding Xiucai, the number one scholar in Nanshan Academy who is eight great talents, rich in knowledge, and unrivaled!"

As Zhao spoke, she wanted to get closer, but was pointed at by the guard with a bright sword. She looked at Guan Chenyun eagerly: "Mr. Guan, didn't you just watch my son get hurt by that bitch Ni Ge?" Did you come to Nanshan Academy specifically for him because of your broken leg? Come on, I will take you to see him."

"Mr. Guan, why are you here? If you don't come, your top disciple will be bullied to death by these bastards."

The students in the academy were originally doubtful about Zhao's words.

But when they saw Guan Chenyun's expression was gloomy and even more and more angry, they couldn't help but wonder: Could it be that Guan Chenyun really came here for Ding Zhongwen? Otherwise, how could Zhao dare to be so arrogant?

When Yue Ping saw this scene, he also had a bitter look on his face and couldn't help but murmured: "Is Mr. Guan blind? He actually fell in love with Ding Zhongwen as his disciple?" Zhu Xiucai smiled bitterly: "But we have to admit that, except for Ni Ge, Can be compared with Ding Zhongwen, who else in Nanshan Academy can compare with Ding Zhongwen's weight?"

Their voices were not loud, but the people next to them could hear them clearly.

Everyone's hearts suddenly became cold. Who would have thought that Guan Chenyun came specifically for Ding Zhongwen?

"Who is Ding Zhongwen? I have never heard of this name." Guan Chenyun's face was already clouded when Zhao said the words "Ni Ge, bitch". He wanted to see Ding Zhongwen's mother. What other outrageous words could he say: "I do have a top student in Nanshan Academy, but his name is not Ding Zhongwen."

When Zhao heard this, she became anxious: "Old sir, did you remember it wrong? My son is your number one disciple. His talent and learning are the best in Nanshan Academy. Back then, Dean Shangguan wanted to betroth his daughter to me. Where is my son?"

Mrs. Zhao pointed to the students watching the show around her: "Mr. Guan, look at these crooked melons and cracked jujubes, which one is worthy of being your disciple?"

The crooked melons and cracked dates of the surrounding Nanshan Academy:

What happened to an innocent man being shot?

Guan Chenyun looked sympathetically at the students gathered at the entrance of the academy, and became a little curious about Ding Zhongwen.

He raised his hand, signaled the guard to put away the sword, and said to Zhao: "Now that you have said that, I have become somewhat interested in Ding Zhongwen. Lead the way and let me go and see him."

The guard put away the long sword, and Mrs. Zhao became more confident. She shouted to the students who were blocking the way, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Didn't you hear that Mr. Guan wants to see my son?"

Everyone smiled coquettishly and made way for a passage. After Guan Chenyun and a dozen guards around him passed by, they followed. No one noticed that there was an extra Ni Ge at the end of the team.

Anyone who wanted to say hello to Guan Chenyun was pushed away by Zhao rudely: "Go, go, go! This is my son's teacher. What does it have to do with you cats and dogs?"

She even spat at the students proudly: "Bah! So what if you were waiting for Mr. Guan at the gate of the academy so early? Has he paid attention to you?"

"My son didn't come out to greet me. I don't care if the old gentleman went to visit him in person. Humph~, you all just wait. Those who have offended me and my son in the past just wait to be kicked out of the academy!"

Everyone looked at Guan Chenyun and saw that he had a serious face, as if he was really angry.

Many students took a break and went to Guan Chenyun to discuss their academic thoughts.

They thought that the teacher who could like Ding Zhongwen would be difficult to get along with.

Under Zhao's guidance, everyone quickly arrived at Ding Zhongwen's residence.

Ding Zhongwen, who was in the room, heard the noisy sounds outside and listened carefully. When he heard Zhao's commanding voice, he smiled.

This time, his mother really made her guess. Did Mr. Guan really come for him? Ding Zhongwen was ecstatic.

Mrs. Zhao walked straight into the room, took a rag, and wiped a chair in the room. Then he turned back and smiled at Guan Chenyun: "Mr. Guan, please come in and sit down."

Guan Chenyun stood at the door, looked at Ding Zhongwen who was sitting in the wheelchair, and raised the corner of his mouth with a mocking arc.

With this sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, what kind of talent is there? He's clearly a gangster.

"Teacher, my student is not in good health and I have missed you so much. Please forgive me!" Ding Zhongwen sat in a wheelchair and bowed deeply to Guan Chenyun.