Chapter 255: 147 Milk Fierce Little Pure Space (Second Update)_3

Zheng Siye was taken aback by a three-year-old’s audacious backtalk, but still, he’s from the department of inspections and wouldn’t be bested by a child so easily.

Angrily, he declared, “Alright, alright, alright. Such disrespect to your elders, it looks like you are in need of punishment! Servant! Bring me the disciplinary ruler!”

Upon hearing that Little JingKong was about to be disciplined with the ruler, the young boy revealed a triumphant smile.

At that moment, a slender figure walked over.

Although he had to walk with a crutch, amidst the wind and snow he seemed as dignified and robust as an evergreen pine tree, radiating an awe-inspiring yet powerful aura.

Everyone paused for a second, one, because of his aura, two, because of his appearance.

This man looked way too…

When Zheng Siye first saw Xiao Liulang, he was utterly stunned as well, but by now, he had become used to it.

A face resembling others is no rarity. He had conducted thorough inquiries into eight generations of his family. This man was no more than a rustic from some country town, and even brought his family with him!

And he has no relation to the young lord of Zhaodu!

Xiao Liulang calmly asked, “Who is Zheng Siye planning to punish with the disciplinary ruler?”

Zheng Siye’s brows furrowed.

He didn’t like Xiao Liulang, yet the Duke of An favored him, therefore he retorted, “This is none of your business!”

“Brother-in-law.” Little JingKong, who was not insulted beforehand, felt offended upon seeing Xiao Liulang. He ran and hugged Xiao Liulang’s thigh, his eyes reddening.

Xiao Liulang ruffled the boy’s head, sheltering him in his embrace, his cold eyes swept over the crowd.

As he looked at the young boy, his eyes betrayed not a flicker of emotion: “Every country has its law, every household has its rules. What right do you have to punish him? If it’s from the standpoint of a Guozijian student, then you do not have the right to punish him. Better yet, why don’t you tell us, who you are and whether you have the right to punish him in the first place?”

The young boy was choked up.

He, he was…

He couldn’t say it.

If he did, it would be considered disobedience.

The young boy suddenly deflated.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

By controlling those with the highest status their subordinates dared not utter a word.

Xiao Liulang then turned his cold gaze to Zheng Siye and said, “He may have shown disrespect to his teacher, but if a teacher does not show respect, how can you expect him to respect his teachers?”

Zheng Siye choked: “You!”

Xiao Liulang calmly said, “If we’re talking about rules, Zheng Siye, your actions today have violated the seventy-eighth rule of Guozijian. Next time before you raise the disciplinary ruler, consider to whom it should fall first.”

Seventy-eight? What the hell is rule seventy-eight?

Even he, as the inspection official, couldn’t remember. Who did this kid think he was?

Does he consider himself the ceremonial wine offering officer of Guozijian?

He had the nerve to lecture him about the rules!

Zheng Siye, having lost face in front of all the important figures, retorted furiously, “You, come to Minghui Hall with me!”

He intended to grind down this young man’s sharp edges!

Xiao Liulang shot him a fearless glance, “Minghui Hall is a place where only ceremonial wine offering officers are entitled to enter. Has Officer Siye been promoted yet?”

Zheng Siye was so enraged he wanted to fall over backwards!

This kid… He just ridiculed him for not being a real ceremonial wine offering officer!

Xiao Liulang added, “Class is starting soon, Deputy Offerer of Wine. Safe travels.”

The final “Deputy Offerer of Wine” felt like a bent blade stabbed into the heart.

Zheng Siye felt a sharp pain in his chest!

Ignoring Zheng Siye and the rest, Xiao Liulang took Little JingKong by the hand and led him to his classroom.

Little JingKong was not a spoiled child; he was already alright, just a little depressed.

“What’s wrong?” Xiao Liulang asked.

Little JingKong looked up at him, asking seriously, “Why don’t they listen to me properly? Is it because I’m too small for them to hear me?”

Xiao Liulang did not make an effort to paint a rosy picture of the world for him, instead, he said, “It’s not because you’re small, it’s because you don’t stand tall enough.”

Little JingKong thought for a moment. He indeed stood on a relatively low piece of flat ground earlier, and he hummed, “Next time when I’m talking, I’ll stand on a stool!”

Xiao Liulang didn’t elaborate further about this sort of ‘height’, instead, he patted the little guy’s shoulder, “Go on then.”

Little JingKong hesitated.

He took out a pebble from his pocket, grumbling, “My Little Shitou says it doesn’t want to attend classes today.”

Xiao Liulang pitilessly confiscated the pebble, “If it’s not going, you are.”

Little JingKong, thwarted in his attempt to skip classes: “…”