The Marquis' Wife

Wang Jiaoyu's

Lu Xiang went to Yuanji's ledger shop to resell three Confucian classics of his own. For almost three weeks, he was only able to write three books because of his busy life.

The bookstore clerk did not recognize Lu Xiang and treated the man the same as any other scholar. He looked at the writing and examined what typo had written in Lu Xiang's book and paid 15 silver coins for the three classic Confucian books.

Lu Xiang then went to the academy to study as usual, finished lunch he took the time to re-sort the math books in the math division office because only he did the task. He could have reported Pan Youfeng's actions to Juren Shan's teacher or another teacher but that would have added a new problem since it was certain that the man would hate him.

Lu Xiang did not want to make trouble because he only worked two days as a teacher assistant, although the report later was reasonable to report but still would make a bad impression on other teachers.

After lunch time Lu Xiang finally managed to tidy up one large closet of math books and other books according to type and class and smiled happily. Although there are still two other large cabinets but this has shown the results of his hard work for two days.

Pan Youfeng rolled his eyeballs looking at Lu Xiang who left without greeting him first and went back to reading and copying the book but he heard that commotion from outside and immediately ran to pick up the book and put it in the closet without looking at the book.

His eyes glanced towards the door and shone when he saw the 20-year-old man who went inside along with the three other teachers.

"Good afternoon Juren Wang Jiaoyu, good afternoon Juren Liang, good afternoon Juren Meng and Juren Liao".

The four Juren nodded and saw a large closet that had been neatly arranged and even arranged based on basic classes to advanced classes.

"You're the one who compiled these books?" Juren Liang asked in admiration.

"Yes, Juren Liang. I've been putting it together from yesterday". Pan Youfeng replied delightedly, he glanced at Wang Jiaoyu looking at the man's response.

Unlike the other Juren who had stopped taking the state examination. The extremely young Wang Jiaoyu had already earned the title of Qiawei Jieyuan or Xiao Xieyuan, a degree awarded by a scholar who graduated at rank one continuously.

If only his father had not died so he would have to mourn for 2 years. Higher male status means a child should mourn longer for his father or grandfather than his mother and grandmother.

If that event did not happen then now it was possible that Wang Jiaoyu had already obtained the title of Jinshi and the post in the government of the capital.

"Can you get me an agricultural math book?" Wang Jiaoyu's eyes looked at the book held by Pan Youfeng as well as the book in the second cupboard that the man had just stacked up in was not in one class and asked about his suspicions.

Pan Youfeng's big smile froze, he panicked a little because he didn't know where the book was. "At the same time Juren Wang, there are so many books to put together that I forget his name". He also tried to calm himself.

Wang Jiaoyu snorted cynically. "You don't know the book because you didn't make it. The book you're holding and the book on the second shelf you just stacked up are nothing like the book on the first shelf". He is an outspoken type and will not give face to anyone he considers inappropriate.

Pan Youfeng's face paled, he looked at the book in his hand and the book in the second cupboard and realized that he had made a mistake.

The three Jurens scholars also realized that Pan Youfeng was lying, their amazed faces turning angry at feeling like fools who were easily lied to.

"So you didn't make this up?"

Pan Youfeng silently thought the right reason to cover up his mistake but Wang Jiaoyu did not give a chance.

"Honest if you still want a job as an assistant teacher".

Juren Meng let out a long breath. "It'd be better if you were as straightforward as this. If you've made a deal with Lu Xiang then do this job well, after that you can ask us what you don't understand or copy the books in this library".

Pan Youfeng breathed a sigh of relief and bowed back. "I will follow Juren Meng's advice. Thank you Juren Meng, I'm sorry you all got distracted because of my lack of wisdom".

The Jurens only shook their heads and no longer bothered about it but not with Wang Jiaoyu, he did not believe Pan Youfeng's reason but nevertheless he did not want to prolong the problem which he thought would be futile.

"Lu Xiang made a good arrangement of books. You should exemplify the sorting Lu Xiang made".

"Good Juren Wang".

The four Jurents also came out of the room and Pan Youfeng heaved a sigh of relief, he looked at the first closet that had been tidy by the books and snorted furiously and angrily at Lu Xiang because of the man he became lost face in front of the Juren maths teacher.

"Damn it!!".

When Lu Xiang returned after returning home from the academy, Pan Youfeng's angry and accusatory face made him wonder but he did not want to ask and continued his work of composing books.

"Lu Xiang's. You have compiled the books on the first shelf, let my second shelf stack. Although it's hard to work alone but I haven't done anything from yesterday". He intended for Lu Xiang to refuse on a pretext so that he could give an excuse when the Juren asked back but Lu Xiang's reply stunned him.

"Thank you senior then". Lu Xiang immediately picked up the blank paper in his bag and sat in the corner of the room to copy the classic Confucian book for him to sell.

Pan Youfeng's eyes stared fiercely at Lu Xiang as if he wanted to eat him alive but he only snorted furiously and swore at the man and reassembled the book.

"Oh Lu Xiang's. You've come!" Wang Jiaoyu who wanted to pick up the book looked at Lu Xiang who was sitting in the corner of the room.

"Good afternoon Juren Wang, nice to meet you".

"Our age is not far away, just call me senior Wang. What the hell are you doing?".

Pan Youfeng was delighted that Lu Xiang would be scolded by Wang Jiaoyu.

"Senior good. I'm copying senior's book".

Wang Jiaoyu nodded in understanding. "Then continue your activities, I'm here to pick up a math book for agriculture". He liked Lu Xiang who had a good and high reputation in Fucheng but was not arrogant and remained himself, he said, he had also read the ideas and floor plans portrayed by Lu Xiang and became amazed at the figure of a young man who was almost the same age as him.

"If senior Wang doesn't know where the book is, let me look for it. The state of the library that is still a mess must make it difficult for seniors to search for his book". Lu Xiang recalled the location of the agricultural mathematics book he compiled and immediately handed it to Wang Jiaoyu.

"You're pretty good, if you're tired. You can make tea in the break room, don't hesitate".

"Senior good. Thanks".

Such vastly different treatment left Pan Youfeng stunned and growing even more angry and envious of Lu Xiang.