PWDLAW Chapter 119: Reprimanded
Chapter 119: Reprimanded
For quite a while, Tang Chuan struggled to force a smile. "Except for my wife, I'm very particular about the fragrance of other women. You see, I even sneezed." Chu Heng coughed lightly, pretending to sneeze. Not only did he refrain from being polite but he also spoke in a rather impolite manner, showing he wasn't willing to engage in conversation. Sure enough. Tang Chuan couldn't maintain his smile. He revealed his anger and glared at Chu Heng, saying, "Chu Heng, don't overstep your bounds..." Before he could finish his sentence, a stern voice interrupted. "Tang Chuan, Chu Heng, which one of you allowed a woman into the academy?" Hearing this voice, Tang Chuan's face changed slightly and all the words were stuck in his throat. Chu Heng remained calm, turned around and respectfully saluted the middle-aged man in a robe who approached with an unfriendly expression. "Master Zhang." "Master Zhang." Tang Chuan quickly saluted as well, but his voice was noticeably lower. The newcomer was Zhang Yue, the dean of the academy and the only Jinshi in Nanchang County, holding a significant position in the county aside from the county magistrate. Zhang Yue had a natural aversion to dirt and had a strong personality. He detested the presence of any women in the academy and he wouldn't allow any makeup even on the women who cooked. Male students dared not bring any fragrance near him, especially in front of him. Tang Chuan hadn't expected to be caught red-handed by Zhang Yue. His scent was too strong and he couldn't ignore it. Chu Heng calmly saluted, "In response to Master's question, the student just met his wife." Chu Heng was so honest and he even seemed to be helping Tang Chuan. Tang Chuan was stunned for a moment, not moving and didn't speak again. Since Chu Heng was being so foolish, taking the blame for him, Tang Chuan wouldn't be polite. He graciously accepted this 'kindness.' Thinking that Chu Heng was so foolish, Tang Chuan's eyes flashed with a triumphant smile. Chu Heng noticed his actions and the change in his expression. A mocking smile flickered and he remained silent. Upon hearing Chu Heng's response, Zhang Yue's expression visibly improved. "If you have class, go back to the classroom and don't waste time." "Yes." Chu Heng saluted and turned away. Tang Chuan's sinister smile was caught by Zhang Yue. When he noticed there was no one around, Tang Chuan's face slightly changed. Lifting his head, he saw Zhang Yue's stern expression. "Tang Chuan, for violating the academy rules, be prepared to participate in the assessment of Class B in the afternoon." With just one sentence, Tang Chuan's face suddenly changed color. He hastily said, "Master, I..." Zhang Yue didn't give him a chance to speak. He snorted and left, not even giving Tang Chuan the opportunity to explain. Tang Chuan trembled all over, biting his teeth. When he raised his head, he saw Zhang Yue's stern expression. The Class B assessment was held once every two years. If you passed, you would be promoted to Class A. Class A students had better knowledge and if one aspired to a government position, there was no student who didn't want to enter Class A. If you failed the assessment, you could still stay in Class B. Only if you failed three times in a row would you be demoted to Class C. If you violated the academy rules, passing the assessment meant advancing to Class A, and failure meant being demoted to Class C. As for Class C, Tang Chuan knew very well after spending so many years in this academy. It was similar to the village school and he couldn't be treated like a waste, otherwise he wouldn't have the chance to take the imperial examination. He hadn't expected that by casually helping Tang Rou, making things unclear between Chu Heng and Tang Rou, he would benefit, knowing that Chu Heng had some means. Privately, he had earned quite a bit of silver by publishing books. In any case, he had a way to make money.📌 To Read The Latest Updates Click 👇👇
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