The Lucky Farmgirl has a Pocket Dimension

277 Meeting a Noble Man

I can't figure out what this little girl is going to do, if she wants to give a gift, I have never seen such a cheap thing.

Thinking about it, it might be because the family is too poor, so he said: "Girl, you don't need to give them away. We grow a lot of your melons, fruits and vegetables in the vegetable field in our college."

"Oh." Zhao Zhitong groaned, rolled his eyes, and said thoughtfully: "I know, Mr. President may not be short of vegetables to eat, but this is our intention."

As he said that, he coughed suddenly, and his whole body became weak: "Little brother, you don't know, I'm actually sick. Before I leave, I want to meet the dean I admire, little girl There is only one wish left, can you help me?"

As he spoke, he looked at the boy pitifully.

The boy was stunned: "Ah! Are you sick?"

Zhao Zhitong blinked his eyes and nodded his head heavily: "Yeah, I'm almost terminally ill, cough cough cough."

Zhao Yue and Qiao Muchen were so startled that they almost couldn't catch their breath. They both choked on their saliva and coughed.

The two servants looked at them suspiciously.

Qiao Muchen reacted very quickly, quickly covered his mouth with his hands, sighed, and said sadly: "Hey, my poor friend, she is very ill. My little brother, just tell us where the dean is." , this is my friend's last wish, and that's why we brought her here today."

The corners of Zhao Yue's eyes trembled, and he also began to perform: "Yes, yes, my friend is really, really pitiful."

The boy sighed: "Okay, okay, the dean is in his study right now, you go through the school, and when you get to the backyard, you will find the gentlemen's dormitory, and the first yard belongs to the dean."

"Thank you, little brother."

Several people thanked them and received their house cards.

It may be that they and Lu Wenhao came together. When they received the dormitory card, the three of them turned out to be in the same dormitory.

After Qiao Muchen and Zhao Yue put down their salutes, they prepared to go to the dean with Zhao Zhitong without tidying up first.

Lu Wenhao was very curious, so he pulled Zhao Yue and asked them why they were looking for the dean.

Zhao Yue: "What can I do, I'm not talking about it, help my friends meet people they admire."

Lu Wenhao didn't believe it at all, but the two of them didn't mean to explain to him at all, so they ran out with them after a few perfunctory words.

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As soon as they reached the gate of the dean, they saw several people standing at the gate of the dean. Judging from the big bags and small bags they were carrying, it could be seen that they were giving gifts to the dean.

But judging from their age, they don't look like students, they seem to be the parents of some students.

Zhao Zhitong was very surprised: "Wow, what's going on, is it so popular to give gifts now?"

Qiao Muchen and Zhao Yue shook their heads: "I don't know."

At this time, a young servant opened the curtain and came out. He stood at the door and shouted to the people outside: "Everyone, please go back. Sir is tired. He has rested now. I don't see any guests today."

Those people are in a hurry.

"Come on, my little brother, pass it on again, let us meet the dean."

"Yes, little brother, you can tell the dean again."

The boy was not accommodating at all: "Everyone, please."

Seeing that they would not be able to see their husband, many of them shook their heads in disappointment and had no choice but to leave.

"Oh! What should I do, my son won't be able to enter Taiyi Academy."

"Taiyi Academy also has conditions for recruiting students. It's better to go back and let the children study hard, and strive to pass the exam next year."

...

After a while, those people all left one after another.

Only then did Zhao Zhitong and the others know that these people were looking for the dean because they wanted to break the rules and enter the college to study.

Looking at the clothes of those people, many of them were wealthy and powerful people, and the dean drove them all away without fear of offending others.

Seeing that everyone left, in the end, only Zhao Zhitong and the three stood at the door.

The boy was stunned and said, "Aren't you leaving? Mister doesn't see anyone."

Zhao Zhitong: "We are not, we are sending vegetables and fruits to the director."

Zhao Zhitong's voice was pleasant, with a hint of childishness, and it just spread into the room.

Just when the young man opened his mouth to drive them away, a deep and powerful voice suddenly came from the room: "Zhuzi, let them in."

The boy hurriedly replied, "Yes, sir."

Then he said to Zhao Zhitong and others: "Please, Mr. has invited you in."

The three of Zhao Zhitong looked at each other, and then walked into the room with the servant.

...

When I entered, I saw two people sitting in front of the window playing chess, the incense burner next to it was dyed with incense, and the market smoke curled up.

After the three of them came in, they stood quietly without disturbing their chess play.

At this time, one of the men in a dark red robe laughed heartily: "You old man, I'm going to win this time."

The other one was wearing a gray robe, and his beard and hair were already a little gray. Seeing him smile lightly, he said, "Look again."

The man in the dark red robe paused, then threw the chess piece into the chess jar, and snorted.

The game is over.

The three of them saluted one after another: "Students Zhao Zhitong, Qiao Muchen, and Zhao Yue, I met the two gentlemen."

Hearing their self-reported names, Zhang Gong's eyes fell on the three people who came in, and then said: "I often heard the praise from Wen Chang, and I finally saw myself today."

The old man smiled cheerfully, stroked his beard and looked at the three of them: "Haha, Elder Song Ge's vision is not bad. You can see that most of his disciples are people who can share your majesty's worries."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at the three people who were silent, and said with a smile: "I guess the child doesn't know who we are."

What he said was true. At this time, there were big question marks on the heads of the three of them.

The old man introduced: "As for me, the old man, I am the dean of Taiyi College. This is my old friend. You can call him Mr. Zhang Ge."

The three of them heard this and hurriedly saluted again.

"Okay, okay, don't be too polite."

"Thank you sir, thank you Mr. Zhang Ge." After saying that, the three of them withdrew their hands and stood there respectfully. At this moment, Zhao Zhitong quietly looked at the old man.

This is Mr. Yuan, the dean of Taiyi Academy——Yuan Wenkang, who is very knowledgeable and talented. He has contributed a lot to Taiyi Academy's current high status.

At this moment, Yuan Lao suddenly said: "But what did you see?"

Zhao Zhitong was startled, and saw Yuan Wenkang looking at her with a smile. Although the old man looked amiable, he had the aura of a person in charge that week.

However, Zhao Zhitong was not frightened, she blinked, and replied generously: "Mr. Hui, the students have seen that you have recently suffered from spleen and stomach discomfort, lack of food, and abdominal pain. Moreover, you have caught a cold today."

Both Yuan Wenkang and Zhang Gong were taken aback for a moment, and then they burst out laughing.

Zhang Gong: "This girl is really special."

No wonder the old boy Wen Chang kept feeling, saying that the girl is very smart, not inferior to a man at all, but it's a pity that she was born with the wrong gender.

With such a strong aura like theirs, few people can be so calm and composed.

Look again, this girl is neither humble nor overbearing, she can deal with it freely.

After Yuan Wenkang finished laughing, he said to Zhang Gong beside him, "Don't talk about it, this little girl is really right."