The Grand Secretary’s Pampered Wife - Chapter 632.1: Little Jing Kong is Here!

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The Steward Liao approach didn’t work out, so Gu Jiao decided to try another method.

The first person she thought of was Mu Qingchen. From what he had said to her that day, she inferred that while Mu Qingchen himself couldn’t enter the Imperial Advisor’s Hall, it didn’t mean he didn’t know how to get in.

Gu Jiao lay on her bed, one hand behind her head, gazing at the canopy above. “Alright, it’s you.”

The next day, Gu Jiao rose early, first checking on Gu Yan, then heading to Tianqiong Academy with Gu Xiaoshun.

Having made a name for herself on the grass field the day before, Gu Jiao felt the gazes from all directions as soon as she entered the academy.

People from Mingyue Hall and Mingxin Hall had seen her, and although the students from the other ten halls hadn’t seen her in person, her distinctive birthmark on her left face made her easy to recognize.

“He’s got a red birthmark on his left face!”

This phrase spread throughout the academy within a day.

Hence, all the teachers and students in the academy knew her now.

Among this group of people, there were those who harbored suspicions, those who were simply curious, and of course, there were those who didn’t believe Gu Jiao had such abilities and dismissed her as merely lucky.

Gu Jiao paid no attention to any of them and went to their respective classrooms with Gu Xiaoshun.

The seating arrangement in the classroom was basically fixed, but if students wanted to change, the teacher wouldn’t say anything.

Mu Qingchen hadn’t arrived yet.

Gu Jiao didn’t know where he would sit. Zhong Ding waved to her from his original seat and patted the chair next to him, indicating that he had saved a seat for her.

However, Gu Jiao didn’t go sit with Zhong Ding; instead, she chose the seat in the last row.

The seat next to her was empty, and Mu Qingchen could sit there once he arrived.

Gu Jiao placed her book bag down and took out her writing materials, then tapped the classmate in front of her.

The classmate turned his head nervously and looked at Gu Jiao, “Brother Xiao, is there something wrong?”

Gu Jiao said, “Let me copy your homework.”

The classmate: “…”

The classmate handed over his homework to Gu Jiao.

Gu Jiao had taken leave yesterday afternoon, not knowing what had happened with Teacher Gao and Teacher Jiang’s classes, but she answered her homework anyway. She was a disciplined student.

After finishing copying, Gu Jiao returned the homework to the classmate in front of her, “Thanks.”

“N-no need to thank me!” The classmate stammered.

Gu Jiao glanced at him, “Why so nervous? I’m not going to eat you.”

“Oh, I’m not nervous! Not nervous at all!” The classmate quickly took back the homework Gu Jiao returned, dipped his brush in ink, and directly tucked it into his homework.

Gu Jiao: “…”

Majority of people in the class used to ignore her or look down on her, but after witnessing her taming the horse king, it seemed like everyone started to be a bit afraid of her.

Zhong Ding was fine, probably because he had known Gu Jiao for a longer time compared to others, and he also lived in the same dormitory with Gu Jiao’s younger brother.

Although Gu Xiaoshun rarely stayed there, you could say that their relationship was closer than ordinary classmates.

Zhong Ding came over and leaned on Gu Jiao’s desk, whispering, “Xiao Liulang, how did you figure out that the answer to yesterday’s question was nineteen?”

He didn’t believe it at first, but Teacher Gao confirmed the answer in class, and then he knew that Xiao Liulang had gotten it right.

No way, Xiao Liulang hadn’t even calculated it.

Zhong Ding asked quietly, “Did you… did you peek at Teacher Gao’s answer?”

Gu Jiao glanced at him indifferently, “Yes, I peeked at the answer.”

Zhong Ding felt relieved, “I knew it! The question was so difficult, no one in the class got it right. How could you guess it correctly? Alright, there’s nothing else, I’ll go back to my seat now.”

“Wait a moment.” Gu Jiao stopped him.

“What’s up?” Zhong Ding turned back.

“Why hasn’t Mu Qingchen come yet?”

“Don’t you know?”

“Know what?”

“He might not come today. Old Master Meng is playing chess with the Dean in the Xianluan Pavilion, and Young Master Qingchen went to watch.”

“Who’s Old Master Meng?”

“The Chess Saint of the Six States! Don’t tell me you haven’t heard of his title! He’s from our State of Qing! Because he’s exceptionally skilled at chess, he was invited by the Emperor of the State of Yan to settle in Shengdu.”

Oh, that Old Master Meng.

Gu Jiao had heard of him.

“Old Master Meng rarely leaves the inner city. Even if he does, hardly anyone is qualified to play chess with him. This is a rare opportunity. No wonder Young Master Qingchen went to watch and learn. I want to go too, but I dare not skip class. Skipping class would result in disciplinary action.”

If it meant getting disciplined, then forget it.

She had intended to go to Xianluan Pavilion to find Mu Qingchen.

“Everyone, Teacher Jiang has gone to Xianluan Pavilion! It’s Teacher Wu’s class again this morning!”

Mingxin Hall erupted into cheers.

Gu Jiao roughly understood. Teacher Wu’s class was equivalent to PE class in her previous life, and everyone loved Teacher Wu’s class.

Teacher Wu was a good and considerate teacher. Even though he had a broken arm, he still took the place of the teacher who couldn’t attend class.

“Teacher Wu, can I take a leave?” A student asked, “I have an upset stomach.”

Teacher Wu waved his hand, “Go ahead.”

Before long, a few more students approached, “Teacher Wu, we also have upset stomachs.”

Teacher Wu nodded, “Alright, approved.”

Teacher Wu was remarkably understanding. “Upset stomachs” were just an excuse to go watch the Chess Saint of the Six States play chess.

Zhong Ding tugged at Gu Jiao’s sleeve, “Brother Xiao, they’ve all gone. Shall we go too?”

“Will we get disciplined?” Gu Jiao asked.

Zhong Ding hurriedly said, “No, no! Teacher Wu has agreed to let us off, so we won’t get disciplined!”

Gu Jiao raised an eyebrow, “Alright, let’s go.”

Zhong Ding and Gu Jiao walked over, and before Zhong Ding could speak, Teacher Wu said, “You have upset stomachs too? Alright, go ahead!”

Zhong Ding chuckled, and along with Gu Jiao, he headed to Xianluan Pavilion through the back gate of the academy.

Xianluan Pavilion wasn’t far. After exiting the back gate and turning left, they only had to walk east for about a mile, cross a street, and pass through an alley, where they could see the sign of Xianluan Pavilion.

Only Tianqiong Academy knew about Old Master Meng playing chess with the Dean, so everyone who came to watch was either a teacher or a student from the academy. Most of the teachers had gone upstairs, while the students crowded below.

Suddenly, a loud and arrogant shout came from the alley, “Are you blind? You dare bump into me!”

“S-sorry!”

“Sorry my foot! Can’t you speak properly? Are you a stutter?”

“I-I-I…”

“Hahaha, he really is a stutterer!”

Zhong Ding stopped in his tracks and said to Gu Jiao, “It’s Zhou Tong and others! And those few are students from Wuyue Academy!”

Gu Jiao didn’t know the students from Wuyue Academy, but she recognized the one called Zhou Tong. He was her classmate in the front row, who had just lent her some homework to copy this morning.

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From what she knew of the plot, Jiang Baiyan was just a silent, timid, and often bullied pitiable character.

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Jiang Baiyan had never encountered someone like Shi Dai.

After he had slaughtered all the evil creatures in the garden, the blood-stained young man, exuding a murderous aura, approached her step by step, his lips curling into a malicious smile, “Scared?”

Shi Dai responded, “You’re really amazing! I applaud you until I spin like a spiral and fly around the moon three hundred times! And also——you have dimples when you smile!”

Jiang Baiyan: …?

—

After seeing her at a lantern festival with another man, Jiang Baiyan lowered his eyes, his fingers twirling her hair. He said in a mocking and sinister tone, “The mansion in the western suburbs…if I hide you there, no one will find you, right?”

Shi Dai replied, “Does it come with meals and lodging? Can I sleep in everyday? Oh, and your cooking is the best!”

Jiang Baiyan: …?

—

Jiang Baiyan was supposed to dislike her, even hate her, but as their separation drew near, his eyes turned red and he grabbed her sleeve, pleading, “Don’t abandon me, alri—”

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Jiang Baiyan: …?

He hasn’t finished his lines yet though…