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Chapter 314 Does your family have any genetic diseases of the heart?
In this Mochi Academy, who else can suppress Meng Zhengjun.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu felt that the old Jijiu was probably the only one.

Although on weekdays, everyone sees that Dajijiu is approachable and approachable, and they are all relatively close.

The students often joked that the Dajijiu is a master grandfather who hides his secrets.

There is no small opportunity hidden.

But jokes are jokes.

This old man who was sent down from the upper level of the academy to serve as the high priest of the academy is definitely not as simple as it seems.

This point, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu, including most of the students, are well aware of it.

So for now, face 'oppression'.

Zhao Rong and Zhao Rong decided to go to 'beating drums to complain'.

At this moment, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu were waiting quietly outside a water pavilion by the lakeside of the Mochi Academy.

Just now they reported to the steward boy in the water pavilion, begging to see the old Mr. Jijiu.

But I heard from the boy that the old man Jijiu went fishing in the middle of the lake by boat again.

So they asked Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu to wait for a while, and they went to send someone to inform the old man Jijiu.

The two of them bathed in the autumn sun in the morning, and stood outside the water pavilion to wait.

"Brother Yiwu, do you think the old Mr. Jijiu will take care of these things?"

Zhao Rong was suddenly worried.

Gu Yiwu raised his hand to shade the sun, looked in the direction of Mochi, and nodded.

Zhao Rong thought for a while, then said:

"It's been a while since that Meng Xuezheng changed the school rules. The old man Jijiu should know everything he should know, but I haven't seen any reaction from his old man."

He paused, and said with a broken smile: "The old man probably doesn't want to care about it, well, he probably thinks it's not as important as fishing."

Gu Yiwu withdrew his gaze and shook his head.

He held Zhizhu and said: "Brother Ziyu's words are wrong. But it's not your fault for worrying. Brother Ziyu entered the school a little late, and he doesn't know much about our sacrificial wine."

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, as if to listen attentively.

Gu Yiwu smiled slightly.

"Although Mr. Jijiu is relatively leisurely, he still remembers our Mochi students. When the museum was just opened, he disagreed with Meng Xuezheng on many things. Many rights and interests now are fought for us by the old man. Otherwise, the school rules will be more stringent."

"Mr. Jijiu hasn't heard anything about this incident. As Ziyu said, he shouldn't be ignorant of the fact that we, the pillars of the academy, were destroyed by Meng Xuezheng..."

Gu Yiwu nodded slowly, his big eyes were piercing, looking in the direction of Mochi.

"According to my understanding of Mr. Jijiu, if I guess correctly, the old gentleman is waiting for Meng Xuezheng's new school rules to cause a strong backlash, and for us students who have been tossed and miserable to come forward to complain. Only then will the old man put down his fishing rod and make a move."

"He complied with the public opinion of the Mochi students and used our lawsuit as a reason to deal a fatal blow to Meng Xuezheng, withdraw these new school rules, and hold him accountable again. Maybe with good luck, he can once and for all let that woman I can't turn the wind and waves anymore!"

Zhao Rong was thoughtful, and opened his mouth to ask again.

Gu Yiwu waved his hand and said in a concentrated voice:
"I know what Brother Ziyu is going to ask. The reason why Mr. Jijiu didn't prevent Meng Xuezheng from changing the school rules and governing the Mochi Academy in the first place is because of his difficulties."

"Tzuyu, think about it. Although the old man is one level older than that female official, if she is too talkative and she finds an opportunity to go to the academy to complain, saying that the old man can't tolerate female Confucian scholars or younger generations to do things, what kind of gossip will be made then? It’s all out, it’s not good for the old man.”

Gu Yiwu clenched his fist and sighed.

"So Mr. Jijiu, don't look at the fishing that has been deaf to the outside world so far. In fact, he has been sitting on the Diaoyutai, silently watching the overall situation of the academy, and we... then take the initiative to go up and be his knife! "

Zhao Rong's frown gradually relaxed, "Brother Yiwu is right."

Gu Yiwu turned to smile innocently, and squeezed his fist again with the hand in front of his abdomen, feeling a little itchy.

He looked left and right, but he didn't see any sticks and sticks on the ground, hard and long things.

I'm missing a handy weapon.

I kind of miss the handy broom that I returned not long ago.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong twitched his mouth.

He finally knew why those strategists and celebrities in his memory liked the fan in his hand.

After strategizing every time, he slapped the door with a profound smile.

Well, brother Yiwu has a unique taste here, because he likes to dance with sticks.

It's the same as tactical backwardness.

After analyzing the situation and general trend of Mochi Academy, Gu Yiwu looked satisfied.

He was good at talking and patted Zhao Rong on the shoulder.

He said earnestly, "Ziyu."

"Brother Yiwu, what's the matter?"

"This time you were targeted by Meng Xuezheng. Although you are really helpless and naturally aggressive, you still have to sum up some experience."

"Is there still a summary of experience?" Zhao Rongqi said, he thought for a while, "Can't you mess with serious women who like to keep a straight face? Like Yu Huaijin?"

Gu Yiwu nodded and shook his head again, with the tone of someone who came here, "In the future, you will meet Meng Xuezheng, a middle-aged girl in her 40s, who looks like she has never been married, and no one wants her. Don't mess with her."

Zhao Rong opened his mouth slightly.

Gu Yiwu patted him on the shoulder with a big hand.

"Well, I know that people on the mountain live a long time. Meng Xuezheng is estimated to be more than forty years old. Heh, she is an old girl anyway. That's what it means, Ziyu should understand."

Zhao Rong closed his mouth.

Turning his head to look at the ink pool, the boat of the old man Jijiu has not returned yet.

Gu Yiwu then smiled and said:

"So, in the future, when you meet this kind of older woman, especially one who is not easy to mess with at first glance, with a serious and boring face, avoid any intersection."

"Ziyu, think about it, this kind of woman is so old, she is still an old girl, and she is at an age with a bad temper. I don't know how much resentment she has. If she thinks about it, tsk tsk, at least she has to shed her skin. She makes things difficult for you all day long and spreads her grievances on you, but the key is that she still feels righteous."

The burly man shook his head, "Hey, let's not talk about it, our school is unlucky, and there happens to be one. Brother Ziyu, you have to pay attention to it in the future, you know?"

He looked at Zhao Rong sympathetically.

"Brother Yiwu." Zhao Rong said, "Your family doesn't have heart disease from generation to generation, right?"

"No." Gu Yiwu replied, his thick eyebrows frowned, "There is no heart disease, ancestors, only people have experienced some strange sorcery by evil cultivators, and died unexpectedly, what's the matter?"

"Why don't you turn around and take a look." Zhao Rong nodded.

"........."

Gu Yiwu's eyelids twitched, but he didn't look back, "Zi, Zi, Ziyu, don't make trouble!"

Zhao Rong didn't answer, but turned his head and looked in the direction of Mochi, looking for the boat returning from a smiling old man, um, still not there.

Gu Yiwu: "..."

He gritted his teeth, turned around, and saw an old-fashioned woman with nasolabial folds on her cheeks, looking at him quietly.

Gu Yiwu murmured: "Learn... Xuezheng sir. You, why are you basking in the sun here."

Meng Zhengjun, an old girl in her 40s who has not yet married after menopause, has no expression on her face.

Gu Yiwu: "!!!"

Zhao Rong on the side blinked, and he turned his back with his sleeves folded. I couldn't bear to watch the next scene...

Not long after, a burly man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was reprimanded by a rigid woman with a cold face.

Although Zhao Rong couldn't bear to look at it, he pricked up his ears and listened.

What made him quite gratified was that Gu Yiwu didn't have the serious demerit of "happy plus one" this time.

It's just that the punishment of "Mr. Behind the Speech", well, he was caught on the spot, which is enough for him to drink a pot.

At this moment, outside the Waterside Pavilion, Meng Zhengjun glanced at Zhao Rong, and then stepped into the Waterside Pavilion.

Zhao Rong looked at her back quietly.

In other words, this Meng Xuezheng walks really silently, um, so does her appearance.

In the blink of an eye before Zhao Rong, Meng Zhengjun appeared behind Gu Yiwu, and quietly listened to Gu Yiwu's experience on how to deal with old women.

Zhao Rong looked at the lakeside, and the old man's boat had already parked.

He looked back again.

Gu Yiwu was shrugging his shoulders, looking at Zhao Rong sadly.

The latter sighed softly, stretched out his hand and patted Gu Yiwu's shoulder, and couldn't help but say:

"Listening to what you say is better than fighting for ten years."

Gu Yiwu who demonstrated personally: "???"

……

After a stick of incense.

Meng Zhengjun walked out from the waterside pavilion, ignored Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu who were outside the door, and left directly.

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu looked at each other and stepped into the water pavilion.

The old Jijiu changed a place to fish.

On a platform near the water.

At this time, he was baiting the fishhook, and there was no one else on the stairs. On the stairs, the footsteps of Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu gradually sounded.

This old fisherman, with his eyes downcast, is busy with his hands,

Hearing footsteps at this moment, he smiled heartily, "It's Ziyu and Yiwu, why do you want to visit this old man?"

Seeing this, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu threw out their flattery without any money.

Zhao Rong: "I haven't seen you for a long time, I miss you very much."

Gu Yiwu: "Thinking that I didn't bathe in the elegant brilliance of the old gentleman today, Ziyu and I feel very itchy. After getting up in the morning, we are so anxious that we can't wait to come to you and listen to you."

Zhao Rong: "Brother Yiwu, what you said is wrong. I want to criticize you. How old is Mr. Jijiu? Don't talk nonsense. In my opinion, Mr. Jijiu is not old at all, and will always maintain a young heart." Heart."

Gu Yiwu: "..."

He glanced at Zhao Rong speechlessly.

The latter's face is not red and his heart is not beating.

Gu Yiwu had no choice but to nod his head in agreement, united the front, and continued to flatter: "Ziyu is right, I was confused because of my brother, I must have just bumped into a ghost just now. Mr. Jijiu is not old, as long as the heart is not old, people will not be old..."

While swinging his club, the old Jijiu listened cheerfully, stroked his gray beard, and nodded from time to time.

He was refreshed, and turned his head to look at these two young people who were so pleasing to the eye.

Some emotions.

The old Jijiu only thought that his old bones had cultivated two promising pillars for the academy.

He smiled and said: "Ziyu, Yiwu, sit down wherever you want, don't look outside."

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched, and he exchanged a glance with Gu Yiwu.

The eyes of the two scanned the surroundings again.

Besides the small bench under the buttocks of the old Mr. Jijiu, where is there a seat?
But the two of them don't care, there are more important things to do today - make a small report.

They took a few steps forward and squatted beside the old Jijiu.

One left and one right.

According to what was discussed outside, Gu Yiwu was the first to spit out his bitterness, and described in detail what Meng Zhengjun had done in the academy these days.

However, Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu have a tacit understanding, there is no extra oil and vinegar, and there is no need to add oil and vinegar.

As soon as Gu Yiwu mentioned his new cuju court, his nose burst into tears.

Every word cried blood.

Zhao Rong couldn't bear it, not to mention the old Jijiu who always loved students like children.

"It's unreasonable. This girl is so determined to do things. She doesn't leave any room for anything. She doesn't agree with her concept. The cuju incident in your justice hall was personally approved by the old man. Cuju is also a matter of physical fitness. She dared to withdraw as soon as she said it. !"

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu's eyes lit up.

There is a play.

It's just that before they could add more oil, the old Jijiu's words made the two of them feel a little thump.

"Hey, but ah, Ziyu, Yiwu, you also have to be considerate of the current situation in the school, the mid-month exam is about to come, and your school is supposed to let you study hard..."

"Or, this time, you should work harder for the big exam. After the exam, if you get good grades, the old man will go with you to argue with her. It doesn't make sense to keep targeting Ziyu, you and Zhengyitang. The old man will make the decision for you. Make her give in."

Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu were still not satisfied.

Let's not talk about whether the days before the mid-month exam can survive.

Being missed by Meng Zhengjun, do you still want to get good grades in the etiquette exam in the mid-month exam?

Difficult.

The two still didn't give up, and said something from the bottom of their hearts.

Gu Yiwu also talked about Meng Zhengjun's unfair treatment of Zhao Rong.

It's just that Lao Jijiu is always practicing Tai Chi, and occasionally explains a few words to Meng Zhengjun.

But most of the time, the old man is comforting Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu, sharing the same hatred with the two, and criticizing a certain old-fashioned and serious woman.

Gu Yiwu was in a hurry, it was useless to complain like this.For the exam results of Justice Hall.

He frowned and said seriously:
"Old man, let me say something rebellious but true. This Meng Xuezheng, it seems that the elders or teachers in the family have not taught him well before. He is so old-fashioned in holding grudges. Ziyu and I feel that we still need you to go..."

Snapped----!
Gu Yiwu's words stopped suddenly, because he was suddenly slapped on the back of the head.

The old Jijiu withdrew his hand with a smile.

Gu Yiwu was stunned, "Jijiu, you hit me..."

The old Jijiu nodded and said, "Oh, Ziyu also thinks so."

Snapped----!
Zhao Rong leaned back tactically, raised his hand and rubbed Chi Yu's forehead.

"I'm her father." Old Meng Jijiu said leisurely.

"..." Zhao Rong.

"..." Gu Yiwu.

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