Divine Doctor Waste Chai Concubine

Chapter 356

"He's the new trash from the East Yard, tsk tsk, a kid who hasn't even grown his hair yet."

"Hush, keep your voice down. I heard that this kid is very powerful. He dared to challenge those people in the South Chamber on the first day he came here, but they still have nothing to do with him."

"Impossible, with that small body, I can kill him with one finger."

"If you can be assigned to the East Hospital, you must be a waste. You are purely paranoid."

……

Walking on the road, many people looked towards this side. Although their voices were deliberately lowered, they still fell into Murong Xu's ears without missing a word.

Sure enough, where there are people, there is gossip.

Murong Xu ignored it directly, and when he came to the square, he found that he was the last one again.

"Could it be that the east courtyard didn't give you enough food, so that's why you came so slowly?" The tall, thin man with gloomy eyebrows squinted at Dongchen College, looking at Murong Xu who had come late, sarcastically.

Extremely dissatisfied with her being the last to arrive every time.

"Haha, I don't know what the east courtyard looks like. I heard that it is so poor that there are only mud walls left. By the way, we should call you the peasant school in the future." The student from Nanyou College burst out laughing.

In the past few days, they have learned a lot about the division of power in Ziding Palace and various common senses. They not only learned about the Talent School, the Wealth School, but also the Peasant School.

Coincidentally, this kid from Fengyun Academy happened to be assigned to the farm school.

"I heard that you have to do it yourself to eat. Judging by your delicate skin and tender meat, you don't seem to be able to do farm work."

Everyone laughed, with contempt and sarcasm on their faces. They were originally jealous of this kid's talent, but at this moment, it seems that there is no need to worry at all.

If you go to the Farm School, you can only be a poor farmer for the rest of your life, growing vegetables, cooking and so on. No matter how talented you are, there is no room for recovery.

"Do it yourself, have enough food and clothing. Compared with some people who stretch out their clothes and eat and open their mouths, the peasant pie is quite good." Murong Xu pursed his lips, narrowed his beautiful eyebrows, and a slight chill flashed through his clear and sharp black eyes.

"Boy, who are you talking about, stretching out his hands and opening his mouth?" the student from Nanyou Academy was furious, and shouted at Murong Xu.

This kid dared to call him a waste in a veiled manner, he was looking for death, so he raised his fist and beat Murong Xu.

"Presumptuous!" With a threat, the forward body of the student suddenly froze, then was overturned by a force, and fell to the ground fiercely.

"Private fights are prohibited in Zidian Palace, don't you know this?" Elder Zi was still dressed in a dark purple robe, standing on the high platform, looking coldly at Yang Lin, a student of Nanyou Academy who fell to the ground, his whole body exhaled. With a chilling air, the aura was released, and Yang Lin, who was on the ground, was sweating profusely, with a look of fear in his eyes.

"If you dare to violate the rules next time, just kick it out!" Elder Zi snorted coldly, loudly!

As soon as the momentum was subdued, Yang Lin on the ground was freed, and with the permission of Elder Zi, he got up from the ground in embarrassment and stood up obediently.

Zi Lao glanced over the faces of the five people one by one, and could barely understand their mental state these days. When his gaze fell on Murong Xu, a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Murong Xu!" Elder Zi looked at her and called her name.

"Here!" Murong Xu took a step forward, pretending to listen carefully.

"How have you been these few days?"

"Hui Zi Lao, everything is normal, very good." Murong Xu was slightly surprised, and before he had time to think, he directly expressed his true thoughts in his heart, neither humble nor overbearing, his expression was still calm and composed, not like lying.

(End of this chapter)