C2 Young Chu Xiangnan

At the north end of the city, there was also a large courtyard. A compound that could accommodate a thousand people at once.

Five Peaks Academy.

The largest academy in Niu Yang City, as well as the only academy, was more than enough for the more than eight thousand families in Niu Yang City.

However, no matter if it was the commoners or the nobles of Kaifeng city, they were all sent here. In the past, there were no less than twenty private schools of various sizes in Kai Feng City, but now, there was only the Five Peaks Academy. Although they were in the same jurisdiction, the journey from Kaifeng City to Niu Yang City to attend classes was not very close for those young masters, but their parents were willing. There was only one reason. The Five Peaks Academy had a good teacher.

Mister Chu is called Renjie. He was fifty-five years old.

Medium build, but strong and healthy. Cheng Ri had been wearing a Daoist crown and a blue coat for several years, but they had been well-kept. There were no patches on them and the color had not faded at all. Half a foot of beard, a bit of an air of sagacity, full of smiles, always make people feel amiable. The local dignitary called him "Mr. Chu.

Originally, there was no Five Peaks Academy.

Eight years ago, a middle-aged warrior came from a foreign land carrying a sickly two-year-old boy who was said to have gone to the Shaolin Temple for treatment. Not long after, a private school appeared in Niu Yang City. In less than two years, due to Old mister Chu's good teaching style, his teaching style became more and more well-known. There was an endless stream of people coming to learn from him, including the nobles of Kaifeng City. Four years later, Kai Feng's Prefect gave the order to expand the private school and put the name "Five Peaks Academy" on the wall. Twenty or so private schools of various sizes were removed from the city. Of course, Old mister Chu had also offended many of his peers within the city.

There were at least a thousand or eight hundred students who sought lessons every day, but Mister Chu was the only teacher! There were too many students, and the background was very complicated. Sixty percent of them were the young masters of ordinary families, and forty percent were the young masters of the nobles of Niu Yang City and Kaifeng City. Mr Chu did have a way, he divided the students into two groups. Ordinary students from the Hundred Families would be attending class in the west wing while the noble sons would be attending class in the east wing, separated by a huge courtyard and patio. The students in the West Wing were given homework or self-study lessons in the East Wing, and the West Wing was also given lessons in the West Wing.

It was the eighth of the ninth month. The next day was the Double Sun Festival.

Mr. Chu was teaching his students in the west wing.

The little fellows in the east wing were overjoyed because there was no mister around. These young masters were truly from the city, and very few of them were like the poor children in the west wing who loved to learn. It was because of this reason that Mr. Chu had such an arrangement.

"Heh …" "Everyone, quiet down..."

With a "pa" sound, something slammed onto the stage in front of him. The east wing immediately quieted down, and the little guys who were playing around slowly returned to their seats. They covered their mouths as they looked ahead, wanting to laugh but not daring to do so.

At the old man's seat, there was a little boy who looked like he was eight or nine years old. He was dressed in rich clothes and looked like a martial arts student. Standing in front of the hall, he looked quite impressive. Just now, he was the one who had called out to him.

In his hand was something that resembled a brush. It was six inches long and two inches thick. It was made of black iron. If one looked closely, they would see that it was actually a judge's pen! This was the one that was used to pat Teacher on the stage. To be able to use this at such a young age, it seemed like it had quite the background.

"Yeah, I'm talking …"

Seeing that everyone had quieted down, the little guy spoke up. With his left foot on the stage and his left hand resting on his chin, he would occasionally knock the judge's pen on the table with his right hand. However, from the looks of the forty over pairs of eyes that were staring at him with rapt attention, it could be seen that everyone admired him and would definitely not be able to see those gazes when the old teacher was lecturing.

"My father said that he and my mother will go to Fujian to offer sacrifices tomorrow, hmm... "Hehe, I have time now. Everyone, let's talk about what's fun tomorrow."

As soon as he said that, it immediately exploded into an uproar as everyone began to discuss tomorrow's festival.

Every father has a son, and every child has a special name." Everyone in the martial arts world knew that as long as Tu Feng City appeared, only death awaited them. Not only were their martial arts skills among the best in the Imperial Secret Service, but their mysterious Blood Drop squad was terrifying. No one had ever seen this group before, and everyone they had ever seen was already dead. It was said that there were only thirteen people in total, and they were none other than the "Cold-Blooded Thirteen Series" that Eunuch Wei had personally ordered to "exterminate bandits"! Each person represented a Life Codex and a martial arts technique. Because there were only twelve Life Codex, the Piercing Wind City named itself the "Inanimate Codex" — it did not belong to an animal, but it was definitely ten times more terrifying than any other ferocious animal! What was even more terrifying was his blade, a broken blade that was eight inches long, six inches wide, and three inches thick! Thirteen Xiao's martial arts skills were unique and unfathomable. These were the top weapons that Eunuch Wei had secretly trained for twenty years. Confucius said: 'Doesn't it make sense to learn from time to time? Wouldn't it be nice to have friends from afar? "If a person doesn't know, but doesn't care, isn't he a gentleman as well?

In the west wing, Mr. Chu was giving his students a speech, each word resounding with power, rising and falling in waves. There were more than two hundred students attending class, and all of them were juniors from the Bai Clan. All of them were listening attentively to the explanation with rapt attention.

"Grandfather …" Oh No... "Sir, can you please ask 'What is a gentleman' …"

While the old gentleman was reading, a student stood up and asked a question. The boy who asked the question was about eight or nine years old. He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, yet he looked delicate and pretty. He wore a coarse shirt, but was extremely neat and tidy. Even at such a young age, her eyebrows revealed her resolution and determination. A yellow ribbon tied up her hair, making her seem even more gentle and quiet. It might have leaked out when he asked the question, but he was embarrassed when he heard the laughter of the children. His face was flushed and he lowered his head, not daring to turn around or look at Mister.

"Mm …"

Big Mr. Chu slowly walked to the boy's side with the steel ruler in his hand, stroking the boy's hair with his hand.

"A gentleman, is a virtuous person, and sometimes a person of status."

Only then did the little boy dare to raise his head. He actually looked at the old man and gave a mischievous smile.

"Well, the people in the east wing are all gentlemen... "For example, Tu Batian and the others …"

"Mm …" A gentleman, mainly a man of noble character. "As long as one possesses a noble character, regardless of whether one is rich or poor or cheap, one can be called a gentleman …"

"Oh …" Understood, they are not gentlemen, they often bully us … "We are the gentlemen …" With that, all the children in the hall burst into laughter again.

"Right, right, we are... Two days ago, Tu Tian Ba and the others hit me … "

"..." They want me to pay tribute to them... "

The classroom was also in an uproar as the children started to talk back and forth about that Tu Tian Ba. Everyone must have had a lot of trouble with the children in the east wing.

"Alright …" Alright, alright … Haha, you are gentlemen, you are gentlemen, please be quiet... "Quiet …"

Mister Chu knocked on the steel ruler in his hand, calling for the little guys to quiet down. Silence reigned in the classroom.

"..." Hehe … Cough cough cough … Hmm, you want to be a gentleman when you grow up, hmm, good, good … Then from now on, learn to be gracious, polite, modest, studious, and help others … "Study hard now, and become a national pillar in the future …"

"Alright, everyone should rest first …" After a long time in class, the students were only looking forward to the old teacher's words.

The courtyard was bustling with noise and excitement. Hundreds of little fellows were playing together. The students on both sides seemed to divide themselves into two groups. The one in the west was playing on the left side of the patio, while the one in the east was playing on the right side.

In the middle of the patio was a large pond filled with lotus flowers and many fishes. The pool became the main place for students to play after class. The little boy from before was sitting by the pool with his three best friends and was having a heated conversation with them.

"Heh, Chu Xiangnan, come, come. Let's put our wrists together again …" The boy was talking happily with his friend when he heard a sudden shout that startled him, and then he saw a foot on the edge of the pool where he was sitting. The little boy raised his head and suddenly fell backwards, almost falling into the pool. Luckily, his good friend beside him was able to support him. When he looked up, he saw a face that was almost touching his nose, a face with a wicked smile, or rather, a face full of evil in his eyes. He hated that face, he had hated it ever since the first time he saw it. This was the face of Tu Tian Ba. So the little boy's name was Chu Xiangnan.

Chu Xiangnan stood up and saw that there were five or six kids beside Tu Tianba. They had their arms crossed and their heads tilted as they stared at them with the same evil smile on Tu Tianba's face.

"Hehe …" Hehehehe … Are you scared? "Are you afraid?"

Tu Tianba used his usual posture, stepping on the edge of the pool with one foot, supporting his chin with one hand and playing with the pen with the other, challenging Chu Xiangnan with a provocative tone. It turned out Tu Tian Ba had been taught martial arts by his father since he was young, so he had a good foundation. However, Tu Feng Cheng was very strict in teaching, he did not allow the little guy to bully people using martial arts outside. Chu Tian Ba had been beaten up by his father three times for this, and from now on, he would not dare to abuse martial arts outside, especially in the academy. After all, he was still a child, and fighting for power was only natural. Since he didn't need any martial arts, he should think of an idea. Thus, he went to find the kids in the west wing to have a martial arts competition. He never would have thought that he would encounter a formidable opponent on his first try, and that opponent was Chu Xiangnan. He clearly remembered that he had played with Chu Xiangnan two hundred and thirty times, but he had never won half a match. He was very angry, he just didn't understand why he had martial arts. He had always wanted to find a chance to defeat him, even if it was only once. That way, he could have some face in front of his comrades.

"From today onwards, I won't play with you anymore, because I'm a 'gentleman' and you're not a 'gentleman' …" Chu Xiangnan stretched out his waist and said to Tu Tianba.

"...?" What... "What the hell is this?" Tu Tian Ba listened to these words for a long time.

"He said you're not a good person …" Brother Huang San Gang beside him explained.

"Ah?" Ah? Curse me! What is this? "If you have the guts, we …" Before she finished, she turned around and didn't see Chu Xiangnan. When she looked again, she didn't know when Chu Xiangnan had left. She was deep in conversation with a few people in the west room.

"..." Chu - xiang - nan, if you have the guts come out, we have to give you a hard time, we have to give you a hard time this time... "Come out …"

Tu Tianba was extremely furious. No one dared to insult him like this. In his eyes, not even his father, Tu Feng City, had insulted him like this. He threw away the judge's pen and covered his mouth with his hands as he shouted towards the west wing.

Chu Xiangnan didn't seem to hear him at all as she continued to chat happily. Occasionally, she would even turn her head towards the window with a big smile on her face.

"Class is starting, let's go. Mister is coming …" Huang San pulled Tu Tianba.

"Awoo — I'm so angry, I'm so angry …"

"Chu, Xiang, Nan, be careful. I'll tell your dad to use something to cut off your head, hmph!" Tu Tian Ba was dragged towards the classroom by his brothers, shouting as he walked. Finally, he pulled Huang San along. "Hurry up and help me get my pen checked back!"