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Chapter 27 The Hidden Fourth Member of the Group (Revised)

A group meeting,
Let Sun Changchun be emo,

Ji Nanxing lost his dining companion.
Only Wei An was busy organizing the contents of their meeting and handing them over to the eldest prince.

On the surface it is a group of three, but in fact there is an invisible fourth person.

Pei Jingcheng finished reading these contents and raised them in his hand, "Now you know why I value her so much."

Wei An shut up.

If we say that Ji Nanxing's last competition with Li Jing'er was due to Ji Nanxing asking someone else to help, this time at the group meeting, she not only wrote well, but she also cursed people very well.

He cupped his hands and said, "Your Highness has a keen eye for talent."

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Ji Nanxing saw from Zuixian Tower that Sun Changchun was so sad that he fell asleep.

She paused.
Thinking of what the chief priest said in the morning, which was rare for him not to embarrass him, Master Sun was also unusually indifferent for the entire afternoon.

The next day, Master Sun was in a slump for the whole morning.

Just when he was about to continue to laze around in the afternoon, Ji Nanxing finally couldn't stand it anymore.

"At your age, at your stage, can you sleep well?"

She yelled at the dozing Sun Changchun, looking at the two rows of results he had written in the morning, "What are you doing here fooling around?"

Sun Changchun finally couldn't help but said to her: "Princess Nankang, I have been like this for more than ten years. Now I just want to be a hermit quietly and don't want to chase fame and fortune with others.

Why do you have to force me to make progress? "

Listening to his words, Ji Nanxing smiled.

It's a mockery.

"Master, if you don't want to make progress, what are you doing staying in the Imperial College?
You don't want to make progress.
You resigned from your post.
I carry a hoe and go to pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and leisurely see the southern mountains.

You sleep well every day while getting paid, and then just say you don't want to compete with others for fame and fortune, and you package yourself as a hermit who doesn't fight or compete and is indifferent to fame and fortune?

You are just a parasite.
It is not doing one's job when in office.

It's shameless!"

Ji Nanxing's words were extremely harsh, and Sun Changchun's face turned green. "How can you say such a thing? You don't even know what happened to me back then!"

"What does what happened to you have to do with me?"

She retorted with one sentence, saying that other people in the Imperial College might indulge him, but she would not.

"I'd like to trouble you to understand clearly that there are thousands of students in the Great Zhou, but only a few hold official positions. If you are not willing to do your job well as the director of the Imperial College, you should give way to the hardworking and serious people below you."

Sun Changchun has been playing badly for so many years.
Many of his good friends had advised him not to waste his youth.

But this was the first time he was scolded like a grandson.

"you you!"

He didn't see you come out for a long time.

Ji Nanxing folded his arms and looked at him, "What about me? Was I wrong?"

"I want to find the chief priest to dissolve the master-disciple relationship with you!"

Sun Changchun slammed the table and stood up, finally saying such a tough word.

Ji Nanxing said contemptuously, "You say it, go and say it now. See if the Lord Jijiu listens to you or me..."

Your Excellency, please obey the Emperor.

Sun Changchun was so angry that he roared, "I'm going to find Master Ji!"

What I hate most is that when they can’t win an argument, they go to the older generation to complain!

"Do you think it will be useful to find my father? I have the emperor's order in my hand."

Ji Nanxing walked to Sun Changchun's seat with a normal expression and sat down. "But if you really want to remove the control system of the master-disciple relationship, I can give you a chance to dig a hole."

She tapped her fingers on the table, paying attention to his reaction.

Sun Changchun gritted his teeth and looked at her, "What opportunity?"

"Let's make a bet."

"Say!"

Ji Nanxing leaned back on the rattan chair and looked at Sun Changchun, whose chest was rising and falling violently, and said, "Before the end of the year, as long as you can make achievements and climb to the level of assistant teacher or above by your own strength, you will win. If you win, I will take the initiative to terminate the master-disciple relationship with you;

If you lose, you can resign yourself."

Sun Changchun: “Bet!”

The two men came to the chief priest, and the gambling agreement was signed and sealed under the witness of a third person.

"Such a big bet?"

The chief priest hesitated.

Sun Changchun snorted coldly, "If you want me to be her master, you'd rather let me die!"

Ji Nanxing pointed at the word "assistant teacher" and said, "Master Jijiu, please find a successor as soon as possible and notify the seventh-rank academic officials and eighth-rank professors to prepare for the promotion."

In the Imperial College, the laziest Master Sun has taken action.

When a colleague passed by his study, he saw the man in the room buried in his studies and left quickly as if he had seen a ghost.

"Master Wei, have you felt that Sun Changchun is acting strange recently..."

Zhao Deshan, the director of the Imperial College, came to look for Wei An. Before he could finish his words, he saw Wei An standing next to the desk. Inside the room sat the old teacher who had served as the chief priest of the Imperial College...

Zhao Deshan paused.
Why is Lord Wei acting weird?

"Master Zhao, it's a coincidence that you are here too. Come and take a look at how my policy paper is written."

Wei An called him over and handed him a thick stack of articles. The articles had been revised in small red characters, and the content was extremely careful.

"Master Wei, are you going to submit a memorial to the Emperor?"

"No."

Wei An shook his head, then seemed to think of something and sneered, "Master Zhao, can you help me take a look at this article first? Is it okay as a whole? Is there anything that needs to be expanded or refined?"

He Wei'an's writing skills are extremely good.
There are also great Confucian scholars who check and approve it.

What else does he want to change into?
"What's going on with you two lately? Why are you both acting so weird?"

Wei An looked at Zhao Deshan's carefree and carefree appearance, and suddenly a dark thought came to his mind -

Why were he and Sun Changchun the only ones who were beaten up at the meeting?
Thinking of this,

He casually wrote down the topic for the next group meeting and handed it to him with a bright smile: "Brother Zhao, a few friends and I are studying this issue, and we plan to sit together and discuss it in a few days.

This is the main content, take it back and take a look.

Let’s go together in six days.”

Mr. Jijiu, at this moment you look like the beautiful dealer in "All or Nothing".

She winked once, blew three kisses to Siye-sama, and asked, "Do you want to play with us?"

Zhao Deshan was fished ashore like a hungry black carp.

The second group meeting,
When Ji Nanxing walked in, he was a little surprised to see the new members joining, "Master Zhao is also here to attend our group meeting?"

"Correct."

At this time, he had not yet realized the seriousness of the matter, and with a relaxed and novel look of joy on his face, "Master Wei said that this group you created would be very interesting, so I came to join in the fun."

When Sun Changchun heard this, his originally numb eyes turned to Zhao Deshan and Wei An.

Lord, the chief wine...

Is this some deep hatred with Lord Zhao?

"welcome!"

Among the three, only Ji Nanxing sincerely welcomed his presence. "Since there is one more person, let's start the group meeting right away. I have booked Zuixianlou for lunch. They have recently developed new dishes. Let's go together later."

"Ok, Ok."

The Siye Lord nodded repeatedly, "I just happen to have a jar of good wine."

Sun Changchun glanced at Zhao Deshan. He would have no appetite to drink later...

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Good night~

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(End of this chapter)