My sister became the empress, but I'm still growing vegetables and raising chickens

Chapter 179 That’s My Book

His companion interjected, "Yes, yes, it's Master Cen from Xiangshan Village. I heard that in just a few days, the tuition fees at Xiangshan Village School have increased several times."

Master Cen?

Si Muyan frowned. She knew about the school in Xiangshan Village. In their Songji Village, Song Chunbo was the only one studying, and he was studying in the Xiangshan Village School.

Although she had never seen Master Cen, she had heard of him from Si Xingzhi.

Si Xingzhi had been tutoring Song Chunbo for a while, saying that the boy was a promising talent, but unfortunately his teacher had delayed his development. This clearly showed that Master Cen was not a very capable person, so how could he be treated as a distinguished guest by Dongli Jushi?

Could it be that Master Cen is talented but doesn’t know how to teach children?

Since it had nothing to do with her, Si Muyan didn't think about it too much.

At this moment, a child rushed in from outside, shouting: "Mr. Dongli, don't be fooled by Master Cen. Those two books are not his, not..."

Before he could finish his words, two people nearby pulled him away angrily: "Where did you come from, you wild kid? How dare you barge into the Lotus Banquet? You're so bold."

The child's mouth was covered by someone's hand, but he was unwilling to give in and bit the person hard. The person let go in pain and the child took the opportunity to run in.

"Layman, what I said is true. That book is not his..."

Someone nearby tripped the child, and the child, who was running too fast, tripped and almost flew out. Fortunately, an Indian student next to him grabbed him.

"You kid, walk carefully. This is the Lotus Feast, not a place for you to cause trouble. Be good, where are your family members?"

Si Muyan was sitting by the tea table. When she saw the child running over, she stood up in surprise: "That's Song Chunbo."

An Susu asked, "Do you recognize him?"

Si Muyan nodded: "He is the only child in our village who is enrolled in school. He is a little irritable and naive, but my father likes him very much."

An Susu patted her chest and said, "He almost tripped just now, but luckily, Yin Lang caught him. Let's go over and take a look."

The two of them quickly left their seats and prepared to go down.

Song Chunbo was protected by Yin Xuezi, but Cen Cheng, who was beside Master Cen, had already strode over and cursed.

"Song Chunbo, you're too bold! You're telling lies here! Believe it or not, I'll send you to court!" Cen Cheng said, raising his fist. "If you keep making trouble, you'll be dreaming of taking the imperial examinations in the future!"

Song Chunbo was so frightened by him that he almost cried.

His family relied on him to succeed. But how could he tolerate the teacher and Cen Cheng, who stole the teacher's books and passed them off as his own, and won the favor of Dongli Jushi?

He clenched his fists tightly.

Student Yin stopped Cen Cheng from pulling his hand and said, "Brother Cen, he's just a child after all. Maybe there's some misunderstanding. Why not let him talk it out?"

Cen Cheng glared at him and said, "Who do you think you are? Just because you sit in the lowest class, you think you can be looked up to?"

"You..." Student Yin's face was gloomy. "Brother Cen, since ancient times, heroes have not been judged by their origins. I am extremely honored to be invited by the layman to sit at the table, but it doesn't mean that I will be looked up to. It's just luck. There are so many students here, and I think there are countless people who are more capable than me. I say this only because this child came in a hurry. Maybe there is some hidden reason here?"

Cen Cheng was so angry that his face turned red and his neck thickened. He said coldly, "What secret? What secret could there be? My uncle is his teacher, and he teaches him diligently every day, but he doesn't learn and only wants to have fun every day. Now my uncle wrote a book, and he insists on claiming it as his. It's ridiculous! How can a student from a poor and remote village write a book like that?"

"It's mine! That's mine! Layman, that was given to me by my husband, not by Master Cen. Master Cen is a liar!"

Before Song Chunbo finished speaking, Cen Cheng pushed Yin Xuezi away and slapped Song Chunbo in the face.

"Snapped!"

Such a sudden change stunned everyone present.

Master Cen stood up with a sullen face and bowed to Dongli Lay Scholar. "Lay Scholar, I'm truly sorry. My student is so unteachable. They say that poor and remote villages breed unruly people, and that's true. He didn't focus on how to get into school. When he saw that I had your favor, he became jealous and wanted to destroy me. Alas!"

The students around him all looked at Song Chunbo who was knocked to the ground with contempt.

"You are still so young and you are not a good person. You are actually biting your own teacher."

"He doesn't even understand the principle that a teacher is a father for life. It's a shame for us that such a person can even study."

"That's right! This kid looks only about ten years old, but he's so scheming!"

One side of Song Chunbo's face was swollen, tears were streaming down his face, and he was still shaking his head desperately to defend himself, but unfortunately the noise around him was too loud and no one could hear him at all.

Only the Indian student helped him up and said, "Stop making such a fuss. Go home and get someone to apply some compress on your face so you don't get any scars. You're still young, and there's nothing shameful about making mistakes. Just correct them later."

Cen Cheng looked at the scene smugly and took two steps closer: "Get out of here! If you don't, I'll hit you again."

After saying that, he raised his hand again, but the next moment, a clear voice was heard.

"Stop it! I've already called the police. This place is so chaotic and chaotic! Someone actually attacked a child."

Song Chunbo turned around and saw that it was Si Muyan. His tears flowed even harder and he ran over crying, "Sister Yan, they... they stole the teacher's book, they... they..."

Si Muyan didn't actually like Song Chunbo. She thought he was a pretentious kid with a bad temper, and he'd even bullied Xiao An last year. But after hearing him say the book belonged to the teacher and how he refused to back down in the face of threats and physical attacks, she suddenly understood Si Xingzhi's feelings.

He's a good kid, maybe a little crooked, but not too crooked.

Besides, who else could Song Chunbo’s husband be but Si Xingzhi?

Cen Cheng frowned as he looked at Si Muyan in front of him. "This is a banquet hosted by Master Dongli. All the people here are scholars. What are you women doing here? You're really dirtying our place!"

Si Muyan sneered repeatedly: "A bunch of hypocritical people, thinking they are so noble, I have never seen a scholar who even bullies children. Have you read so much that you have no idea what you are doing?"

He scolded Cen Cheng, but did not let the others go.

"And you, you watched him beat a child and remained indifferent. You're really good. It turns out that those who are going to take the imperial examinations in our Great Zhou are all this kind of people. If you can enter the government in the future, won't we ordinary people be trampled into the dust?"

"you……"

Everyone was shocked, but speechless. After all, when Cen Cheng had just made his move, except for Yin Xuezi, everyone else had been stunned and remained silent, with some even applauding.