11. Chapter Eleven
"I will transform into the sword of hatred and the flame of hatred, and shoot into your fearful hearts!"
"I will tear apart my innocent childhood and let endless homework become a burden that life cannot bear! When you are submerged in the cold and desperate ocean of knowledge and have no way to struggle, you will regret everything you have done!"
"Treep! Little bastards! The fire of revenge has been ignited, you will never get it, my tears of forgiveness!!!"
The Xiaoguang at dawn was cut by the cold sword and the girl's vicious and angry voice.
Su Xiaozhao, dressed in plain clothes, held the sword tightly in both hands, and roared his body to the sky, swinging the sword into the air. The evil aura on his body was shocked that the birds on the branches flew away together with their wings.
Ying Liu, who came, also silent: It seems that she is going to be a private school girl, not a female killer, right?
"Su Wuque, it's time to return the sword you stolen." She jumped around and waved it around as if she was holding it like a squirrel. She always felt that his sword would cry.
"Hmph!" Miss Su lifted her sword and penetrated the ground, wiped her sweat, "pulled it yourself."
Ying Liu walked up to get the sword helplessly and said, "You are not thinking about how to bully you back, right? What are you going to care about for a group of children?"
"But I'm still a child!" Su Xiaozhao was so angry that he pressed the hilt of the sword, "I haven't grown up in my previous life yet, why don't I hold grudges?"
"Well, is it really that serious?"
"Why isn't it serious? That's my thing, mine!" As Miss Su said that, she forced a light from her eyes, "Those little villains..."
The young shadow guard was so shocked that he waved his hands: "Okay, okay, it's yours. But do you really want me to make another one?"
"No, it's boring."
Su Xiaozhao hummed between his nose, moved his hand away, and sat under the tree. After a while, she raised her head and asked, "Xiao Ying'er, do you still remember the story of the 'Mechanical Girl' that I told you?"
"Yeah, remember." Ying Liu nodded.
But he couldn't understand how to use dead objects to make people who can speak and walk around?
Su Xiaozhao curled up, snuggled her face on her lap, and said, "In the story, those people will deliberately tear the paintings she drew in order to observe the reaction of Mechanic Ji..."
"People are always like this. When they do not recognize that you are of the same kind, all your thoughts will not be respected."
"Maybe they destroyed your beloved toy in front of you just to record a set of data. Such actions do not even have basic malice, only as cold as equations. Even if they apologize to you later and compensate you for more toys, that cold feeling will still be left behind, right?"
She raised her eyes slightly and looked at him and said, "I don't want to make up for it out of guilt or sympathy... So, Xiaoyinger, think about it again?"
"ah?"
No, what does her last sentence mean?
What's going on with that kind of tactful, obscure and expectant ending sound???
In the deep stare of the girl, Ying Liu grabbed her hair with distress and suddenly glanced at the figure that appeared on the eaves: "Ying Yi, are you here? Do you understand what she said?"
He knew that the little madman told a story from the beginning that there was something inside!
"Hey, Da Ying'er is back?" Su Xiaozhao looked around. Where is it? Her presence is too low, and she didn't know if she didn't say anything.
"Yeah." A cold response.
The black figure hid behind the eaves, and a cold answer came for a few moments: "She wants a gift."
Ying Liu was stunned for a while.
Su Xiaozhao's eyes moved and she immediately smiled happily: "It's great! I've extracted the key points in one go!"
"...So what you mean is, don't want me to treat it as a compensation for you, but if I give it as a gift, it's fine?" Ying Liu reacted slowly.
Su Xiaozhao jumped up happily: "You said it! I will give me a new scooter as a gift!"
"Su Wuque, can't you just say something next time?" Why are you still talking about stories and guessing your eyes?!
"Can you still call a gift if you say it? You should understand this kind of thing, but you are learning to learn from the movie!" Miss Su was so angry that she was not strong enough.
Seeing the boy's eyebrows raised with anger, Su Xiaozhao walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, I won't take it in vain. You've given me a gift. As a friend, I can't just put my hands on empty hand."
She clenched her fists and said, "As a thank you, you don't have to cook today. Let's go, I want to cook myself, and ask you and Da Ying'er to taste the food from my hometown!"
"Ah? I didn't cook the food." Seeing her stunned, Ying Liu raised her chin to the eaves and said, "The food we eat on weekdays is made by Ying Yi, don't you know?"
"Hiss--" Su Xiaozhao suddenly gasped, "No wonder, I always feel murderous in the food!"
There seemed to be a slight sound of tiles breaking from the eaves.
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On the other side, on the town.
In the second floor, Mr. Guijie, wearing a silver-rusty silk robe, sat by the window, which was elegant and luxurious.
After a while, the man moved his eyes back from the crowded streets, with a faint feeling of exhaustion between his eyebrows, and said, "It seems that he can't find any talent available for this trip."
Behind him, Lu Zixie, one of the staff members, shook his head and sighed: "Most of the students invited today are indeed show off but not realistic, but they are just people who talk big and talk about the truth. But the young master does not have to worry. This time, the empress dowager asked the young master to return to Beijing and serve as the official position of Nanlu Academy, which was intended to let the young master recruit talented people to his disciples."
Yong Hebi chuckled softly, put down the teacup, and Xu Sheng said, "Mr. Lu doesn't know anything. In fact, the one who my aunt wants to be promoted the most is not the noble children."
The aunt he mentioned was naturally the current empress dowager who was in power in the court and the country.
Yong Hebi said lightly: "It has been six years since the court tried to implement the method of women entering official schools, but so far, there has been no significant results. At least, there has not been a noble woman who is enough to participate in government affairs."
So what the Empress Dowager urgently wants now is to accept a woman who is a confidant and has great talent.
Lu Zixie's heart was shocked when he heard this.
Now the empress dowager is in charge of the government and is in the same way as the regent party. The young emperor is not sure whether he is intentionally or unintentionally raised to be mediocre. Therefore, the empress dowager wants to use female officials to participate in politics, but she is simply planning to send a signal of temptation in the court... The ambition to steal power and disrupt politics is obvious!
"But, Miss Yong is familiar with poetry and knowledgeable about officials, isn't it the best candidate?" Lu Zixie asked.
Thinking of her sister, Yong Hebi shook her head gently and said, "No, although Sui Zhu is very talented and stands out in the Nanlu Academy, she is too high-spirited and not smooth enough, so she is not suitable for dealing with the officialdom. Moreover, now the Yong family is the only one in the court, and scholars in the world have already complained. If it were not forbidden, my aunt would not choose Sui Zhu easily."
"The young master said, if you want to be valued by the Queen Mother, a woman's talent is still the second best, and her character is the most important. Therefore, the Queen Mother wants to cultivate it among the women of her family, right?"
Lu Zixie twisted his beard and after a while, he hesitated: "But, my son, I'm forgiving me, in fact, when selecting talents, the young master doesn't have to pay too much attention to his background... Like the wise prince Jin Feibai, although most of his subordinates are robbers and dog thieves, which affects his reputation among scholars, he did recruit many capable people, so he has achieved success because of this."
In his opinion, the young master was still too concerned about his reputation.
Yong Hebi spoke silently.
It’s not that he is not unclear, but what the Yong family cares most now is reputation. Otherwise, even if my aunt is in power, she would not be careful to test every step of the way, and would not dare to easily get into that position before winning the hearts of the people.
And this intention of rebellion could not be made public. So he shook his head and said, "Forget it, the children of Qingkemen, such as scholars in the court, can at least read and understand scriptures. There are few women in the folk who study, and they are often inferior to those in terms of temperament."
Upon hearing this, Lu Zixie smiled: "Young Master's words are bad. Like the daughter of Su Hanlin, I heard that she will also enter the Nanlu Academy next month. Although she is a legitimate daughter, she is very talented and has a poor academic performance. She is not as good as a concubine's brother or sister."
Of course, he just mentioned casually that the third lady of the Su family was a descendant of General Gu. The Yong family would only get rid of it quickly, and he would never accept it as a confidant.
"However, since she was crazy, why did the Empress Dowager ask her to enter Nanlu Academy?" Lu Zixie showed confusion. "No matter what, she is also a member of the Gu family. Keeping her is always a hidden danger, why not directly..." He gestured with a knife.
The man turned the exquisite glaze porcelain cup and said slowly: "Although Nanlu Academy is a subordinate of the Yong family, all forces are in entrenched. My aunt probably intends to use it as bait to attract the factional forces in the court that are ready to move."
The glaze cup in my hand stopped and the bright light reflected in an instant was like a thin and sharp blade light.
Yong Hebi's voice was cold: "It's not too late to beside her until then."
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"Haqiu~~"
Su Xiaozhao in the kitchen suddenly sneezes.
She frowned in embarrassment, rubbed her itchy nose with the back of her hands, and fanned the flour floating in the air.
"Su Wuque, have you really entered the kitchen?" Ying Liu's eyes showed obvious distrust.
Touch here, touch there, and when I saw the flour, I turned my head and sniffed it... She didn't look like she was here to cook, she was obviously here to play in the kitchen, right?
"Don't say that, I have rich theoretical knowledge, and it's only one less time to practice it! Ha Qiu~" Su Xiaozhao said in a muffled voice, covering her nose with her hands.
"I'm not trying to get familiar with it first, okay, let's start work! Yingyi, have the eggs been beaten?" she asked.
"Hmm." Yingyi handed over a bowl of sticky egg liquid, and then hesitated: "What do you want to do?"
"Cake!" Su Xiaozhao was eager to try it, grinding his fists, and putting a pile of sharp flour on his palms, "It should be quite simple. Just mix them and put them in a hanging pot to bake."
"What proportion should we mix it?" Ying asked.
Su Xiaozhao's eyes were slightly condensed: "This requires deep exploration."
Yingyi fell silent, and Yingliu, who was beside him, directly showed a heroic expression waiting for Chi Xiang.
"According to the binary search method in mathematics, the most ideal and most efficient method at this time should be to fold halfway to test the ratio of eggs and flour. As long as you compare each result and select the intermediate value ratio of the two results, you can find the best egg and flour mix ratio in the shortest time!" Su Xiaozhao snapped his fingers and said.
In the thoughtful look of the two, Su Xiaozhao picked up a bowl of egg liquid with his left hand and a bowl of flour with his right hand, and walked towards the hanging pot: "So, we should bake this bowl of egg liquid and this bowl of flour first. If the cake does not come out later, we will mix it in a one-to-one ratio..."
“…” “…”
Yingyi closed her eyes and opened her eyes: "Why... I'll do it?"
Chapter completed!