I became the God Brother of the Regent King after Transmigration!-Chapter 75 - 66: The Homeroom Teacher Lives Next Door to Me (Part 2)

Chapter 75: Chapter 66: The Homeroom Teacher Lives Next Door to Me (Part 2)

"So, Qin Zhenghu has been transferred to the Ministry of Industry to construct river embankments in the Capital Suburb, and he’s not coming back?"

The Second Prince, much more subdued after being beaten, had finally recovered and returned to the Imperial Family school, asking in surprise.

"Does this mean that Yuan Lang will be my only companion? On what grounds?"

Rong Miaoyan rolled her eyes sarcastically: "Qin Zhenghu used to be your companion, and now he’s out there having a career. Yet you, at your age, are still in school and seem quite proud of it, aren’t you?"

The truly older Rong Heng and Yuan Lang were rendered silent under Princess Ning’an’s unreserved critique.

Rong Yunhao flipped through the scroll in his hands, anxious about the upcoming examination, and sighed, "Brother Lan, if I could become an official, wouldn’t that mean I no longer have to attend school?"

Gu Lan pinched his soft, round cheeks and said, "Then Dayan would be doomed."

Rong Yunhao: "..."

In Yan Country, scholars could enter court service through imperial examinations or through recommendations, but the number of recommendation slots was limited, fostering nepotism among aristocratic circles. Students from poor families had to rely on examinations to walk the path of officialdom.

A few years ago, Qin Zhenghu had already passed the Advanced Scholar exam, even achieving third place at the imperial examination, and had served as the Second Prince’s companion for more than two years, only now obtaining the position of vice director of the Ministry of Industry.

However, for the legitimate sons of prestigious families like Young Master Gu and the young prince, it was quite simple to be arranged to take up dignified and leisurely positions by their families.

"Why hasn’t Cao Chen come?" Rong Qijun asked curiously.

Yan Qing spoke softly on the side, "Cao Chen won’t be coming again."

Cao Chen was his companion reader, and now with things going awry, Yan Qing felt somewhat saddened.

"What’s that supposed to mean, did he drown or something?"

Han Xuan’er explained: "A few days ago in court, Cao Chen’s father, Cao Jingzong, attacked old Prime Minister Su and has been dismissed and put under investigation."

She stopped midway, glancing at Gu Lan.

It is known that the investigation of Cao Jingzong originated from the assassination attempt on Young Master Gu.

Seeing Gu Lan safe today, Han Xuan’er felt indescribably complex, yet somewhat relieved.

"So Cao Chen is under investigation too?"

"— Yesterday, the Inner Supervision found letters of correspondence with the General of Wei in Cao Jingzong’s room. The Cao family is accused of colluding with foreign foes, and they are to be executed to the last. Cao Chen is going to be executed after autumn."

Han Xuan’er finished, a glimmer of disdain flashed beneath her eyes.

Before, she thought the Second Prince was brave and wise, a young talent. However, after this flood disaster, she suddenly saw through the Second Prince’s nature.

The one who saved her was the very Gu Lan she once underestimated, while Rong Qijun, a dignified Second Prince of Dayan, was less informed about court affairs than she was and couldn’t even win a fight against Young Master Gu.

— Who would fancy such a useless prince!

"Who would have thought that the Cao family would do something like this, they deserve to be executed to the last!" the Second Prince said furiously.

Gu Lan also just learned about this matter, and upon hearing, slightly furrowed his brow.

Gu Changting had said, Cao Jingzong was investigated because he accidentally pushed old Prime Minister Su.

Unexpectedly, the entire family ended up destroyed.

No matter how one looked at it, it seemed like the Cao family was pushed out to take the blame.

Yuan Lang, who was sitting in the corner, was dumbfounded upon hearing Han Xuan’er’s words, a peculiar light flickered in his shallow eyes.

Cao Chen is really going to be executed after autumn?

That day in the Emperor’s chamber, when Rong Jing asked what reward he desired, he answered with Cao Chen’s head.

Could it be that because of his one word, Rong Jing decided to execute the entire Cao family? It turns out that being an Emperor means holding supreme power, controlling life and death...

Rong Heng, seated in his spot, spoke in a low and cold voice, seemingly explaining for Gu Lan: "The Inner Supervision found tens of thousands of taels of silver in the Cao family, which have now been used to replenish the national treasury."

So it was like that, Rong Heng’s words made Gu Lan realize that upholding justice for the assassination attempt was just a facade. The real reason was the Emperor needed money, as the treasury was empty, and he had to execute a few officials to confiscate their wealth.

None of them noticed that Yuan Lang, upon hearing Rong Heng’s words, turned pale instantly.

"The teacher is here!"

Rong Baoyi, sitting in the first row by the door, saw a figure from afar and shouted immediately, then widened his eyes.

"I’m back!"

Qin Zhenghu stepped in from the door, holding a stack of books, with a ruler tucked in at his waist. Clad in a sky-blue official robe, he looked scholarly, yet his complexion was a bit pale.

"Why are you here, where’s the teacher?" Rong Baoyi asked.

"Qin Zhenghu, why have you returned?" the young prince also gazed at him in surprise.

"Indeed, weren’t you made a vice director of the Ministry of Industry? Could it be, the Ministry dismissed you?" Han Xuan’er said with a smile.

Seeing Qin Zhenghu clad not in student attire, Gu Lan raised an eyebrow.

"A few days ago, I caught a cold, and couldn’t go out with other colleagues from the Ministry to survey the moat. Lord Minister assigned me to the Dean, and since the arithmetic teacher fractured his leg during the recent flood, cough cough, I’m temporarily filling in as the teacher—I missed everyone, so I came back before classes even started."

Qin Zhenghu coughed, his face unusually flushed as he shyly explained to everyone.

He was still cheerfully awaiting a warm welcome from his former classmates.

However, after speaking, he realized no one was paying attention to him.

Feeling somewhat lost, Qin Zhenghu furrowed his brows in confusion: "Now that I’m the lecturer at the Imperial Family, you shouldn’t—"

"Young Master Xie, why have you come?"

"Advisor Xie—"

"Brother Jingqi?"

Originally, Gu Lan was quite pleased seeing Qin Zhenghu take on the acting role of teacher.

Because, in a few days, would be the quarterly examination of the Imperial Family school.

The results would be reported throughout Dayan’s court, and if failed, the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion would utterly lose face.

Although the original owner’s face was already quite lost, Gu Lan also had her dignity!

Young Master Gu felt a severe headache, thinking, Qin Zhenghu wasn’t taking her as a lifesaver, so great, it’s time to repay the favor.

However, upon hearing Han Xuan’er mention Young Master Xie, she furrowed her brow, looked up, and saw Xie Yun in a white robe.

This man, once appeared, made these not yet mature youths at the Imperial Family school seem much paler in comparison.

He possessed an unparalleled, handsome visage with a serene aura, and a pair of clear, warm black eyes, with black hair gently tied with a jade crown, a light green jade pendant hanging at his waist, his white robe as elegant as tree jade, unlike a mortal.

"Like Zhenghu, the literature teacher is ill, and during this period, I will substitute the literature classes."

Xie Yun’s voice was warm and melodious.

As he finished, visibly, all three female disciples of the school sat up straight with sparkling eyes.

The three might not truly admire Xie Yun but undoubtedly, they all liked Xie Yun.

This liking transcended gender, merely an appreciation for beauty, not to mention, Xie Yun advocated for setting up girls’ private schools in court and remained the most adored by Yan’s women.

Upon hearing Xie Yun’s words, Gu Lan’s pupils contracted slightly, and she couldn’t help but clench her fists.

Now that Xie Yun lived next door to the Dingyuan Marquis Mansion, does this mean...

Her homeroom teacher is her neighbor?

What a sin!

She finally understood. That’s why a few days ago, Xie Yun said to her that they’d meet soon.

Ignored behind, Qin Zhenghu suppressed the desolation of being overlooked, gritted his teeth, and suddenly said: "In the afternoon arithmetic class, I will conduct a quiz, to prepare for the upcoming examination."

Everyone shouted angrily: "Come on, Qin Zhenghu, you’re taking personal revenge!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Qin Zhenghu tapped the desk with the ruler, stood straight and justified: "It’s for your own good. Suffer a bit now, and it will be easier once you reach adulthood, get your titles, and leave the Imperial Family school."

Gu Lan furrowed her brow, wondering why the words sounded so familiar.

Isn’t this the phrase most often used by high school homeroom teachers in later generations? Qin Zhenghu certainly captured the essence.

She turned, looking at the indifferent Rong Heng, and said in a low voice:

"Brother Hang, my future depends on you."