ebookland Chapter 282 Grandfather Leaves the Academy
Chapter 282 Grandfather Leaves the Academy
"Sir, Supervisor Chen is looking for you." The voice of the coachman, Old Li, rang out from outside the door.
"Understood. Tell him to wait in the front hall." Ren Zu'an finished speaking and turned to look at the three people in the room. "You all wait here."
Wenwen: "Okay, Grandfather, you go ahead with your work."
When Ren Zuan arrived at the front hall, he saw two people there: Chen, the supervisor of the academy, and the steward of the Luo family.
One of them looked embarrassed, while the other looked arrogant.
The latter looked impatient and glared at Supervisor Chen a few times. Supervisor Chen then said helplessly, "Elder Ren, the dean wants to inform you that the academy needs to be reorganized in the next few days. Why don't you go home and rest for a few days? The dean will inform you when the reorganization is complete. What do you think?"
So what?
Ren Zuan quickly realized that it was Luo Er, that scoundrel, who was behind this.
The Luo family has been incredibly arrogant lately, all because Consort Luo's newborn prince is about to turn two and be included in the family genealogy. The emperor dotes on this youngest son and has given the Luo family many privileges. As the saying goes, when one person attains enlightenment, even their chickens and dogs ascend to heaven. The Luo family has suddenly become arrogant and no one else matters. They want to compete with everyone else in everything, and they have even turned the academy into a mess.
Ren Zuan thought of the three people still in the back hall, and then of the pile of evidence related to the Luo family's rebellion. His eyebrows relaxed and he smiled, "Perfect timing. I haven't been feeling well lately, and I'm willing but unable to do anything. It would be better for me to go home and rest for a while. I'll trouble Supervisor Chen to tell the dean that I'm afraid I won't be able to rest for at least a year and a half."
Supervisor Chen had originally thought that Ren Zu'an would argue his case, as it had been the case for some time. No matter what trouble Luo Er caused the dean or how much he angered Professor Ren in class, Professor Ren would always let it go in a magnanimous manner. Professor Ren always said that one bad apple shouldn't spoil the whole bunch, so no matter what difficulties Professor Ren encountered, he would still teach his classes and attend the academy without fail. Today, Professor Ren's attitude made Supervisor Chen unable to believe it.
"...Mr. Ren, you mean...?"
Ren Zuan laughed loudly, "Yes, I need to rest for a year or two. I'm getting old, and I'm not as strong as I used to be."
Supervisor Chen really wanted to say that the old man looked much better than when he came in today, and his voice was much deeper. He could not see any discomfort in his body. However, he dared not disobey the dean's order.
"...Mr. Ren, you go ahead with your work. I'll go tell the dean and come over to help you tidy up in a bit."
After finishing his sentence, Supervisor Chen ran off in a flash, leaving behind the arrogant and impatient steward of the Luo family.
Ren Zu'an was much less polite to him, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you want now?"
The Luo family steward was impatient and rude. "I'm not looking for you. I'm looking for that wealthy merchant. The Luo family wants to buy those two horses."
"I've already bought it, you can leave now."
"No, you bought it? Are you kidding me?" The manager said with a mocking expression.
Ren Zuan remained silent, only looking at the steward. The steward couldn't understand the glint in the old man's eyes.
The steward, getting a little impatient at not getting a reply, stood up and circled around Ren Zu'an, speaking tauntingly, "What is your Ren family doing buying horses? What are you doing getting involved? Aren't good horses being wasted in your house? Don't be so stubborn, hurry up and sell them to my Luo family."
Ren Zuan coldly replied, "I'm not selling. You can leave now."
"You!" The steward's temper flared instantly, and he shouted, "Does your family have anyone who can ride a horse? They're either paralyzed or lame, how can they ride a horse? Don't just occupy the position without doing your job... Ah, you, you dog servant, how dare you hit me..."
Old Li, the coachman, grabbed a broom and hit the manager directly in the face.
"I'm going to hit you, you bastard who relies on his power and influence! How dare you insult my master?"
As soon as he finished speaking, three figures darted into the front hall.
Just as the steward opened his mouth to buy horses, the three people in the back room immediately pricked up their ears to eavesdrop. They never expected that a mere steward from the Luo family would dare to be so arrogant.
The group appeared in the front hall, just as Old Li, the coachman, finished washing a load of brooms. Well, let's see what happens next.
Wen Qilin hurriedly went to help Ren Zuan, secretly circulating his spiritual energy to prevent the old man from becoming enraged.
Wen Chengjian pulled the coachman, Lao Li, aside, clearing the battlefield.
Wenwen darted towards the manager, kicked him to the ground, and seized him. Then, she began slapping him hard across the face with both hands until his face was swollen like a pig's head. Only then did Wenwen calmly ask, "Do you know why you were beaten?"
The manager was completely stunned, unable to move his entire body, his face burning with pain, his vision blurring, and he had even lost a few teeth. He shook his head and sobbed, "Who...who is Li? How dare Li steal lotus roots!"
Wenwen flicked the ribbon hanging from her headscarf, and her childish voice clearly reached the steward's ears, "Listen up, I am Hao from Medicine King Valley, and I have already sold those two horses to the Ren family. Do you still want to force us to buy them?"
The name "Hao Family of Medicine King Valley" sent shivers down the manager's spine.
Rumor has it that Consort Luo was able to give birth to a prince entirely because she consumed the Hao family's miraculous medicine. This is a secret of the Luo family, which the steward overheard by chance from Luo Er.
The reason Wenwen used this surname in the capital was because, when she left the valley, her grandmaster had instructed her, saying, "The Hao family of Medicine King Valley, this name can save you a lot of trouble. Use it freely. If that's not enough, there are also the Fan family, Wu family, Dong family, etc..."
By a twist of fate, Wenwen used the Hao family's name as soon as she opened her mouth, and thus gained control over the steward.
The manager, his teeth knocked out and blood swallowed, shook his head like a rattle drum, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare again, ugh..."
Wenwen clenched her fists and asked again, "What happened to your face? What should you say if your master asks you?"
The manager was quite capable; he immediately understood, "He fell."
Where did you fall?
"A cesspool." The manager was quite ruthless to himself.
Wenwen pondered for a few moments, then said, "Alright, I'll grant your wish."
Wenwen dragged the steward to the southwest corner of the courtyard and flung him into the latrine pit behind the academy.
thump!
It splashed up a mess of indescribable substances.
A loud splash rang out, startling the birds in the nearby trees, which all flew away.
Wenwen clapped her hands and said, "Done."
Wen Qilin: "Hmph, a grasshopper in autumn."
Ren Zuan: "That's right, let's go, pack our things and go home."
Afterwards, the group helped Ren Zuan pack up his valuables. The old man had been teaching here for quite some time, and apart from a few clothes, the rest of his belongings were books.
There are rare and ancient books, as well as many popular books in bookstores, including some travelogues.
Wenwen also saw several handwritten notebooks with the cover bearing the words "Master So-and-so's Insights on So-and-So's Practice".
She was surprised to discover that her grandfather had this hobby; this discovery was a revelation.
Before she could even open the record book to take a look, someone else came in from outside.