MTL - Former Cannon Fodder’s Self-help Manual-Chapter 82 widow next door

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When the carriage of the Princess Mansion drove to the square gate, the third drum was struck on the Taiji gate. The sound of the drum spread from the Taiji gate to all directions, and the 240 square gates in the whole capital opened one after another with the sound of the drum.

Xia Changhan got up early, yawned while sitting in the warm carriage, Luhe thoughtfully put a plain white blanket on his lap and asked, "San Niang, do you want to rest for a while?"

Xia Changhan couldn't bear the surge of drowsiness, and squinted for a while with Lu He's legs on the pillow.

The carriage wobbled for half an hour before arriving at the school.

Liu Qi jumped out of the carriage a long time ago and set up the step stool, and when Xia Changhan came out of the carriage, he stepped on the stool and got off the carriage.

The cold wind was harsh, blowing on his face like a knife cut, Xia Changhan shrank his neck, and walked into the school with the stove in his arms.

The women's school is next door to the Taixue, and the two schools are adjacent to each other. The Taixue is so towering and magnificent that the gate alone is built, not to mention the pavilions in the school. On the contrary, women's school is full of gentleness with blue tiles and vermilion trees, small bridges and flowing water.

Dayan's women are unrestrained and talented, and they are not much less than men. When the women's school was established, it was smashed many times by Dayan's sturdy women because of its completely different architectural style from Tai Xue.

Different from the monotonous clothes of the students in front of the Taixue, the female students either wear Hufu, or a group of shirts, or men's clothes, and a hundred flowers bloom in front of the female school, which is extremely gorgeous.

Xia Changhan followed Luhe to the Peony Building, and as soon as he opened the door, the sound waves inside rushed towards his face first. At first glance, Xia Changhan thought he was in a high school class. Groups, laughing and playing together, the only difference is the clothes.

Xia Changhan found his own seat and sat down. Her little sister group saw her swarming up. You talked to each other. Xia Changhan, who had graduated for many years and was not good at dealing with such a situation, was dizzy. .

She knocked the stove on the table lightly and said, "Don't worry, just ask one by one."

The girl directly opposite her is Jiang Qingying, the prostitute's daughter-in-law of Hubu Shangshu, who is closest to her. Xia Changhan didn't send a servant to her house to talk about it in the next few days, so she misses Xia Changhan the most. With a worried look, he said: "You haven't come to school these few days, we miss you very much."

Xia Changhan said with a smile: "A few days ago, I caught wind and cold, so I specially asked Li Sizheng to ask for leave to rest at home."

The surroundings suddenly became noisy again, several girls chattered and talked about each other, Xia Changhan cheered up and responded one by one.

The little sisters around her gradually dispersed until the bell for the start of class rang twice.

The style of martial arts prevailed in the Yan Dynasty, and even the women's school also set up subjects such as rites, music, rhythm, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics. There were three classes a day in the school, two indoors in the morning, and one outdoor in the afternoon. Archery, driving, learning chuiwan, cuju, jiju, etc. on five times a month.

Xia Changhan's face turned pale when he heard from the system that he knew the course. Dayan's woman is too tough, she has to learn archery and driving. Can't draw the bow.

System: "Don't worry, the original body always waits for the exam every time, even if you don't answer a question during the exam, you will be rewarded and waited back."

Xia Changhan was shocked, what a crime, even if he went to school, he still had to take an exam!

She leaned on the table: "I finally know why I was single when I was in school."

The system asks: "Why?"

Xia Changhan: "Because my academic performance is so good."

The system used the data to roll its eyes: "Don't pretend to be a top student as long as your score hovers around the passing line."

Xia Changhan: "..."

System: "By the way, the original body's greatest hope is to get a first-class exam and give her mother a good face."

Xia Changhan: "..."

The first class is arithmetic. In order to prevent these rich and noble daughters from being deceived by their evil servants in the future, Xia Changhan started to feel sleepy after listening for a while. Looking at the students next to him, about half of them were in the classroom. Dozing off, it seems that no matter which dynasty it is, as long as it is an arithmetic class, it is always very hypnotic.

Xia Changhan forced himself to listen to the class, she felt that the arithmetic class could still be saved.

There is a short morning tea time after the arithmetic class, and they have to get up before dawn to go to school. Most of the students rushed here before they had breakfast. Stuff some cold cakes, and if things go on like this, many people will suffer a lot of stomach and intestines, and feel sorry for their grandparents at home. Therefore, the school opened a morning tea time for half an hour after the first class, so that these expensive Women fill their bellies.

Surrounded by the little sisters, Xia Changhan walked towards the dining hall, talking and laughing.

When bypassing the rockery, Xia Changhan suddenly stopped, and the little sister behind pushed Xia Changhan and asked, "Why did you stop?"

Xia Changhan's whole body was stiff, she turned her neck slowly, and whispered, "Look ahead."

The little sisters looked up—

"Boom" made the birds and beasts scatter.

"It's a black-faced ghost, run!"

Before Jiang Qingying raised her skirt and ran, she did not forget to hold Xia Changhan's hand, but Xia Changhan seemed to be fixed in place, Jiang Shuying only felt that she was dragging a stone, the little sisters were running too loudly, before Jiang Qingying Pulling Xia Changhan, the person in front has turned sideways to look at this place.

Three sharp gazes fell on Jiang Qingying and Xia Changhan's hand at the same time, and Jiang Qingying shivered unconsciously.

Xia Changhan's heart is bitter, she has eaten breakfast, why is she still greedy, and also wants to try the morning tea in the school, if she stays in the house honestly, how could she meet the three of them.

Jiang Qingying raised her eyes and glanced over, only to see their Mr. Polo respectfully following behind the three people in front of them.

Jiang Qingying's legs softened for a moment, she only regretted that she was too weak to drag Xia Changhan to escape together, and when she met Mr. Xue, the black-faced ghost who taught polo, she might not die or she would have to peel off her skin today.

Jiang Qingying pinched Xia Changhan's palm, and went forward to salute and say hello to several people.

Xia Changhan also took a difficult step and saluted forward.

Concubine Hui's expression was indifferent, and Feng Siniang stared at Xia Changhan's hand, her eyes couldn't find the focal length, she seemed to be in a daze, but Anadan stared at Xia Changhan with great interest, and acted lamely. He asked in Mandarin, "Where are you going?"

Xia Changhan bit the bullet and replied: "Go to the dining hall for morning tea."

Anadan asked curiously: "What is morning tea?"

Xia Changhan: "Just tea and some food."

Anadan wrinkled her small and delicate nose: "You Han people's tea is too bad, like swill."

Xia Changhan: "So you have eaten swill."

Anadan laughed, and the laughter was as clear as a bell: "It is said that you Han people have extraordinary talents, why can't you even understand my analogy."

Xia Changhan didn't speak, and looked at Anadan with a smile.

Anadan recalled, stomped her feet and said angrily, "You villain, you are bullying me again."

Concubine Hui's complexion was no longer pretty.