How to break the fast wearing as a villain

Chapter 709 Young Master Ye's Secret Lover (16)

Seeing that he didn't respond, the child's mother couldn't help snorting, then turned and entered the house.

This man, who can't even make a promise, is not a person worth entrusting. If he sees Xiao Lu some other day, he must tell her.

After Yeming left the courtyard, he went to his intended destination.

It took about an hour to get there.

It was a dilapidated school, a little far from the French Concession. The old gentleman had died of illness a few days ago, and the children dropped out of school and went home to farm with their parents.

The previous dynasty focused on farming, and parents only cared about farming, and many children did not even know the words. If things go on like this, the country will be destroyed.

Outside the school, when some children saw the new teacher coming, they couldn't help but look at him cautiously.

The village chief brought him into the dormitory in the dilapidated school, his face was a little embarrassed, the new gentleman was well dressed, he looked like a child of a rich family, but now he was coming here to be a teacher, and he didn't even have enough room and board. Not guaranteed: "Mr. Ye, our place is a small place, it is rare that you are willing to come here."

Yeming shook his head: "Children's education is always a big deal."

In this way, Yeming began his teaching life in this remote village.

After one month, he had roughly a thorough understanding of the situation in the village.

One day the child went home for vacation, and he was looking for someone to repair the broken wall in the school. The village head hurried in and saw him, hesitant to speak: "Mr. Ye is from Huangpu, right?"

Yeming glanced at him, and said seriously, "Yes."

"I just came back from the city today, and I heard from people in the city that the principal of Huangpu has been arrested." The village chief looked carefully at Ye Ming's face before saying.

The Whampoa Military Academy had nothing to do with him, but he thought that the gentleman in the village came from there, so he paid attention.

Yeming's face turned pale, and he asked, "Why were you arrested?"

"It is said that he was instigating the students to hold some kind of anti-foreigner movement, saying that he would drive those foreign devils out of the Chinese land, and the warlords in the city were still helping those foreign devils. No, the foreign devils didn't need to do it themselves, and my family arrested him Well, pity his old bones, I heard that those people pushed him to the ground and beat him..."

After the village chief finished speaking, he fell silent.

Ye Ming's expression was not very good. Anyway, tomorrow is still a holiday, so he simply advised him: "If Mr. Ye cares, there will be a delivery car to the city before dark, and I will let them pick you up?"

When dusk was approaching, Ye Ming got into the delivery carriage and arrived in the city only when it was completely dark.

The street has become calm, many cars are driving back and forth, the noise is endless, pedestrians are in a hurry, and they are afraid to look at them.

He went straight home, and the impressively closed door of the Shuai Mansion, Ye Mingdou knocked on the back door, and someone opened the door.

The old butler opened a crack in the door and took a look outside. Seeing that it was his young master, he rushed over: "Young master!"

Ye Ming reluctantly pushed him away, but the old housekeeper quickly pulled him in and closed the door to prevent others from seeing him.

"Master!" The old housekeeper burst into tears.

"What happened?" Yeming couldn't bear to see his expression.

"Master, he was assassinated in Hankou." The old housekeeper looked sad, "I didn't expect the master to go north secretly. Before he arrived in Tianjin, when he passed Wuhan, he was murdered by the Xu family in Hankou. I don't know the situation now." How about it, once the master changes, here in Shanghai, the Huang family and the Zhang family are leading the fight, wanting to become the leader of Shanghai's warlords."

No wonder the gate was closed tightly, probably because he was quite frightened, and there were a lot fewer servants in the Shuai Mansion.

(End of this chapter)