My Wife is Unbeatable in the Whole World, Touch Me If You Dare!-Chapter 90 - 83: Song Jiaren’s Tenderness [10,000 Words for Monthly Tickets!]_2

A good teacher's kindness is comparable to that of parents; those who disrespect their parents will be despised by everyone, and scholars who do not respect their teachers will be looked down upon by other scholars.

Mr. Lu bowed deeply and solemnly said, "We are dull and had no chance to be your disciples, but once a teacher, always a teacher. You must not refuse to be called 'teacher'..."

Seeing how earnest the four elders were, Li Nuo found it hard to say anything else.

Although in later times the word 'teacher' had taken on many meanings,

in this world, it still retained its purest form.

Without several teachers, there would be no him today; seeing the teachers so serious, the expression on the middle-aged man's face also turned solemn, and he respectfully bowed to Li Nuo and said in a deep voice, "Tang Xian pays respects to the teacher's master."

Li Nuo waved his hand and said, "No need, no need, let's not talk about 'teacher's master.' Don't make me sound old. If you really must address me, just call me Mr. Li like the other elders..."

The middle-aged man looked at the others; Mr. Chen nodded and said, "Since Mr. Li insists, you should address him like that for now..."

Li Nuo shook his still somewhat sore wrist and said, "I'm leaving a problem for you to look at. Take a look first, and if you don't understand it, I will explain it to you after I finish my meal."

After Li Nuo left, the group stared at the problem on the paper, exchanging looks without any clue.

Although they didn't know how to solve the problem, they were quite happy, as it meant they could delve into new mathematical ideas today. How did he, at such a young age, come up with these things?

Although Li Xuanjing was also quite incredible in his day, he had never been so sensational.

Speaking of Li Xuanjing, one cannot help but sigh; once a legendary figure, he ultimately took the wrong path...

Compared to talent, moral behavior is even more important.

Mr. Lu looked at the middle-aged man and asked, "What about the beast who killed his own mother that you mentioned earlier?"

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Ah, that Han Zhuo was a genius from the common folk. Because of his outstanding performance, the academy waived his tuition fee and accepted him exceptionally. Yet, he committed such a monstrous act to curry favor with the nobles..."

...

Ministry of Justice.

A Ministry of Justice official stood in front of Death Prison, looking at a figure in the cell, and said, "Confess. You are a scholar; don't let it come to torture, as that would be undignified for everyone..."

Han Zhuo sat on the wooden bed, silent.

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The official said, "Your silence is futile. Qingfeng Academy has already expelled you; don't expect the academy to save you."

Han Zhuo finally looked up and said, "Marquis Huaiyang is my future father-in-law; he will surely save me. Aren't you in the Ministry of Justice afraid that the court will investigate you for framing a good person?"

The Ministry of Justice had no substantial evidence; he firmly believed that as long as Marquis Huaiyang was willing to save him, everything could still be redeemed.

The official shook his head, looking at him with a pitying gaze and slowly said, "You still don't understand. If Marquis Huaiyang was willing to save you, you would have left the Ministry of Justice yesterday. I admit, with Marquis Huaiyang's ability, even if you had committed murder, he could have pulled you out of the Ministry of Justice. But you were too cruel—able to harshly hurt the mother who gave birth and raised you. Even if he wanted to save you, he would have to consider how the people would perceive it..."

Han Zhuo's face showed panic for the first time, but he still feigned composure and said through clenched teeth, "Qianqian must be pleading for me. Just you wait!"

Meanwhile.

In Chang'an, in a majestic and grand mansion.

In a quiet garden, a young woman clung to a middle-aged man's arm, pleading, "Father, please save him, I beg you..."

The middle-aged man, tall and imposing, responded helplessly to the young woman's plea, "Qianqian, it's not that Dad won't help you, but the thing that Han Zhuo did is beyond help. You wouldn't want to see our Marquis Huaiyang's Mansion being cursed by all of Chang'an, would you?"

The young woman let go of his arm and stamped her foot in anger, saying, "Then what should I do? I've already decided to marry him!"

The middle-aged man chuckled and comforted her, "It's just a man. There are so many young talents in Chang'an. Dad will pick another for you, one who is more handsome and more talented..."

The young woman no longer dwelled on Han Zhuo and happily said, "He must know how to paint. I want him to paint for me every day."

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "Don't worry, there are plenty of talented students at the academy. I'll find you ten in three days, and you can choose at your leisure..."

Inside the garden, the young woman had already forgotten Han Zhuo and, clinging to her father's arm, said in a sweet voice, "Thank you, Daddy!"

In the large cell of the Ministry of Justice, Han Zhuo thought of that beautiful image, hugged his knees, and curled up in the corner of his cell, still waiting with hope...

...

"This is the solution to the problem, and from this, we derive these few theorems, which can be applied to all similar problems. Do you understand?"

After the meal, Li Nuo returned to the classroom where Song Mu'er and Song Ning'er used to have lessons, and he explained a few important theorems of geometry to the group.

Since he still had to paint two portraits shortly, he did not go into detail.

The four elders nodded repeatedly, but the middle-aged man looked completely confused.

What, you understand?

Understand what?

Li Nuo, seeing his puzzled expression, said, "Dean Tang, if there is anything you don't understand, point it out, and I will explain it to you in detail."

Mr. Lu simply waved his hand and said, "No need, such a basic question that he doesn't understand, Mr. Li, don't waste your time on him."