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Chapter 22 I don’t want to go to college anymore
At dawn the next day, Wei Niu was woken up by Chen Ling.

At the door everyone had packed up their packages and two carriages.

One goes to town and the other goes back to Weijia Village.

Butler Qian took him to the town. Wei Lin had already visited the dean in person earlier.

Tuition fees were also paid, 500 taels of silver per person per month, and an additional [-] taels of silver per month were paid for accommodation.

Bring your own pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Butler Qian has already prepared it, one for each person.

"See you next month! Get in the carriage quickly, Leng!" Wei Tuo stood at the door and waved to them.

Especially Wei Rong, although they are not much different in age, he stands out among the children.

Standing in a row, their little faces were red from the cold.

After a few brief greetings, the carriage drove away from Peach Blossom Town.

"Wei family, what's in the back of your carriage?"

The clan leader saw that Wei Yaozu not only brought the package, but also carried a large sack.

"This is a new crop and the yield is said to be amazing."

"In front of me?"

"I can't say for sure. The seeds will be planted in March next year. If the clan leader wants to plant them, I might be able to share some with you."

The clan elder quickly refused, "If I'm not sure about anything, I'd better keep growing wheat in my family."

"When the real seed is successful, it will not be too late for us to plant it again."

The clan leader thought for a moment and said, "Let me allocate an acre of land. I want to give it a try."

"Okay, then I'll go back and tell you about this planting method in detail."

On the other side, the carriage ride to the county seat was quiet.

Not long after leaving the town, the carriage passed through a rugged land. Wei Rong opened the curtain and took a look and was shocked.

"Qian, steward Qian, I want to make it easier."

"Oh, then I'll stop here."

Wei Rong walked into the woods nearby, and his face was pale when he came out.

"What's wrong with you?" Butler Qian saw Wei Rong's expression was wrong.

"Nothing, you just left town not long ago? I want to go back first."

"Why do you want to go back?" Wei Zhaoming also opened the curtain and asked.

Wei Rong's face was still pale, "I, I don't want to go! Can I ask Butler Qian to take me back?"

"Okay, okay, don't cry."

Butler Qian turned the car around and took Wei Rong to the gate of the town.

"Brother Wei, are you okay? Do you want me to accompany you?"

"No, you should go quickly, don't miss the time agreed with the Master."

After saying that, Wei Rong hurried towards the Wei Mansion without looking back.

"I think I'm scared. Brother Wei's experience is different from ours. Butler Qian, please go back and talk to Sister A carefully and let him persuade Brother Wei."

The mayor has already arranged for someone to deliver the message, and now he is followed by a group of people guarding Yaxing.

Wei Nuan was sitting at the door, listening to the gossip of the aunts on the street.

Rumors about the Yaxing case spread, and even theories about evil spirits seeking revenge came out.

From a distance, I saw a white figure running towards the Wei Mansion, stumbling.

"Wei Rong? Why is he back?"

Wei Tuo went up to him and put the Tang Pozi in his hand.

"What's the matter? What happened?"

"Mom came to see me. I don't want to go out. I don't want to betray you."

Wei Rong's face was full of tears and he fainted at the door of Wei Mansion.

Wei Tuo asked the boy at the door to carry Wei Rong back to his room, and then went to hire a doctor himself.

"What's wrong?" Wei Lin also followed the voice.

"Lingrong came looking for him. He must have been frightened."

The doctor was still diagnosing the pulse, and Wei Lin asked with concern: "What's the result?"

"This young master has a congenital deficiency. He cannot bear cold or heat. His body is a bit more delicate than ordinary people."

"Maybe he fainted because he was caught in the wind outside just now."

"Don't worry, you two. The young master will wake up after I give him a few injections."

"Is there any cure?" Wei twisted his voice.

"This is a disease brought in from the mother's womb, and it can only be treated properly."

"Can I ask the doctor to give you a prescription?" Wei Lin handed over a tael of silver.

He couldn't tell what the disease was, and Wei Ni didn't dare to buy it for him in the mall.

I only bought a few bottles of health elixirs to prepare.Wei Rong woke up quickly, his voice hoarse: "Guer, I don't want to go to the academy anymore!"

"If you don't want to go, then don't go. Don't say anything. When we have money in the future, we can just ask your husband to teach us in the mansion."

"Okay, mom, give me this and let me put it in your tea."

Wei Rong took out a paper bag with white powder inside.

The doctor on the side took it and smelled it, "This seems to be a kind of poison."

"I don't want to go out, so I will stay in the room and not go out."

As long as he stays behind closed doors, his mother cannot threaten him.

"You can rest, I will take care of Lingrong's matter." Wei Lin comforted Wei Rong.

"Master, your body is not suitable for emotional excitement."

The doctor gave Wei Rong a few more injections, and Wei Rong fell into a deep sleep.

"Doctor, what happened today." Wei Lin gave the doctor another five taels of silver.

"I understand, I just came here today to treat the young master's cold."

Then he packed up his things and prepared to leave. He paused and said:
"How does the poison master want to deal with it? Poison control is strict."

Wei Lin knew how to look, "Can I ask the doctor to help me deal with it?"

The doctor smiled happily and said, "Then I will take it back and study it. Thank you sir!"

Wei Nian opened the panel and asked customer service.

"Didn't you say you would help me deal with the follow-up matters? What's the matter with Lingrong?"

"Disposed of it, she can't contact any of her subordinates now."

"Didn't Wei Rong get in touch?"

"Wei Rong doesn't count."

"I don't care, give me her place."

"100 points."

"This is your fault, you agreed first."

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"Send location."

Good guy, Wei Nian clicked on the details, and he was waiting at the back door of Wei Mansion.

Wei Lin and Wei turned to the back. At this time, Lingrong was waiting for something at the back door with an anxious look on her face.

Seeing Wei Lin and Wei twisting out, their eyes widened.

"Are you okay?"

"What's the matter? You treated Wei Rong like that before, do you still expect him to seek refuge with you?"

"Hmph, who are you? Why do others act like they don't know me?"

"Ordinary people, don't you care about Prince Liang?" Wei Nuo chuckled.

"Where is the master!"

"If you cut off your hands and feet, we will keep him alive and make sure he eats well." Wei Lin said.

"How can I trust you?" Lingrong looked a little moved.

"Believe it or not, we have a way to make you lose contact. You have no choice."

"Grab my hand." Wei Nian stretched out his hand.

"Aren't you afraid that I will take the opportunity to kill you?" Lingrong sneered.

"If I die, then Prince Liang will not be able to live."

When he encounters a crisis, he can hide in the space instantly. Wei Lin has the force to protect him, so he is not afraid.

"Okay." Lingrong took Wei Nian's hand and saw Prince Liang kneading noodles with water in the small courtyard, the more he kneaded the noodles.

"What kind of monsters are you? How can master do such a rough job?"

Lingrong angrily shook Wei Nuan's hand away.

"If you cut off your hands and feet, I will send you to him."

It can be regarded as venting anger for the little shepherd in the herb garden.

"You keep your word!" Lingrong immediately raised her sword and slashed at her legs.

"Wait a minute, come in and start cutting again. It's not good for people to see you outside."

Wei Tuan pulled Lingrong into the Wei Mansion, and Wei Lin found a straw mat and laid it on the ground.

"Okay." Lingrong's hands were trembling, but she still slashed at her legs without hesitation.

Then while he was still conscious, he slashed at an arm with his sword.

"There is one hand left. You can chop it off and send me to see my master."

Lingrong lay on the straw mat and said weakly.

(End of this chapter)