Setting Rules

The Zhixin Courtyard covers a large area, while the Martial Lecture Hall is located in a separate courtyard on the west side.

In the middle of the yard stands a ginkgo tree, whose leaves had been weighed down by the two previous heavy snowfalls.

The Martial Lecture Hall has been abandoned for a long time.

Qing Chen walked inside and carefully inspected the place. He found that it had been cleaned spotlessly, and even the glass had been wiped clean.

If Li Ke had started working at 6 a. m., it would only be 9 a. m. now. It would be a pipe dream for one person to clean the courtyard house in three hours.

It seems that Li Ke was lying.

However, at this moment, the headmaster Li Liheng could no longer stand the nagging of the math teacher Zhou Xingwen in his office, so he followed him to the Martial Lecture Hall.

He looked at the Martial Lecture Hall with some surprise and said, "That kid Li Ke didn't leave last night. He stayed in the Martial Lecture Hall all night. I wondered what he was doing here. Turns out he was just cleaning the yard."

Qing Chen was taken aback. It turned out that although Li Ke had lied, he didn't want Qing Chen to think the other was playing the victim.

He asked curiously, "Headmaster, how long has it been since the Martial Lecture Hall was cleaned?"

"More than ten years," Headmaster Li Liheng said calmly. "Now that we live in a technological age, I don't think learning martial arts is very useful, so I've never really cared about it."

Qing Chen shook his head. "Cultivation is about cultivating essence, energy, and spirit."

"Say what you will," Li Liheng said. "Sometimes even if you want to teach, the students may not be willing to learn. Kids these days don't want to suffer. They cry and scream at the slightest hardship. If you hit them, their parents will come and make a scene. I'm their elder, so it's alright, but you, an outsider, might not be able to handle it. But since you've taken over the Martial Lecture Hall, teach well. What kind of students you can produce is up to your own ability."

Qing Chen said, "When I first came here, I was quite pleased to hear that the school had many rules, but now it seems that's not the case."

Li Liheng was furious when he heard this. "Then you teach me, let's see how well you can teach me."

After saying this, Li Liheng left with his hands behind his back, while Qing Chen seemed to be deep in thought.

The headmaster was reminding himself that the students he was teaching were all children of the powerful Li family, and he might not be able to control them.

Years ago, there were rulers in the school, but now no one dares to use them.

The teachers at the Li Clan Academy do hold a very high position, but the parents aren't just messing around. They're fine with extra classes and tutoring on weekdays, but they can't stand the idea of beating their children.

But if we don't discipline them, the Li family's sons will become truly unruly and lawless.

It's important to understand that the children of the Li family are quite different from ordinary students. They have lived in powerful and wealthy families since childhood, and some of them may not even treat their teachers as human beings.

These kinds of kids can't be taught without being disciplined.

Moreover, 20 years ago, some of the students' mothers were Li Liheng's sisters, and even Li Liheng couldn't do anything about them.

Thinking of this, Qing Chen made a phone call to Li Changqing, and then broke off a branch from the ginkgo tree.

And you know what? The branches of this old ginkgo tree are surprisingly flexible, almost like leather belts.

During the first period in the morning, the Li family children arrived happily for their "physical education class".

They had heard that physical education classes in public schools were no different from free play; there was no need to memorize texts or do exercises, and students could move around freely.

However, as soon as they entered the Martial Lecture Hall, they saw Qing Chen holding a tree branch, waiting at the door with a smile.

For some reason, the students shuddered at the sight of him and all stood obediently to the side.

The bronze bell deep inside the school rang, but a minute later, there were still four or five people who hadn't come to the Martial Lecture Hall.

Li Tongyun walked over to Qing Chen and whispered, "They ran to the school gate to get snacks from the servants. The school doesn't allow servants to come in, so many people have their servants hold snacks and wait outside. They can have a little something during each break. They've prepared everything perfectly."

Qing Chen raised an eyebrow. Is this what you call going to school? Are these Li family members here to study or to enjoy themselves?

Qing Yi laughed, he didn't expect Qing Chen to face such a thing on his first day of class.

However, he also understood that this was the case not only for the Li family, but also for schools affiliated with various conglomerates.

If there weren't highly respected teachers to keep students and parents in check, the school would definitely be in chaos.

The Li family initially appointed Li Liheng to manage the Zhixin Courtyard in the hope that he could keep things under control.

As it turned out, Li Liheng was a nice guy who didn't really care about anything.

Qing Chen glanced at Qing Yi, then said to Li Ke, "You and your classmates wait for me at the Martial Lecture Hall."

After saying that, he went straight to the door and saw that the five students were indeed eating snacks at the door. The servants took snack boxes off the carriage one by one, and the snacks inside were dazzling.

Qing Chen walked over with a smile and raised his hand to whip the five students' buttocks with a tree branch.

The ginkgo branches made a crisp sound when they were swung, causing the five students to scream and howl in pain.

Inner World, with advanced insulation technology, students only wear two thin layers of clothing even in winter, so the blow from the branch hurts especially badly.

As soon as Qing Chen made a move, the servants next to the students became furious. "What are you doing? How dare you hit my young master and young lady?"

Qing Chen sneered, "What, you dare to lay a hand on a teacher at the academy? Aren't you afraid of being buried in the garden as fertilizer? Now get back to your families and tell them that from today onwards, all students from Zhixin Courtyard are not allowed to bring servants or be driven here. They must all walk here obediently! If you think it's wrong of me to beat up a student, come and reason with me yourselves!"

As he spoke, he shoved a few students into the school, as if they were piglets. "They've learned very little knowledge at such a young age, but they've certainly learned to be gluttonous and lazy."

The teachers and students who rushed over upon hearing the commotion were all stunned by what they saw.

The teachers at Zhixin Courtyard haven't beaten any students in over ten years. It's not that they don't want to, but they simply don't dare to.

Zhou Xingwen stopped the other instructors and sneered, "Ignore him. This young man is arrogant and thinks he can beat anyone. He'll know what's going on when those children's mothers come knocking on our door."

At this moment, Zhou Xingwen's first reaction was to use someone else to do the dirty work!

Since they couldn't drive away this instructor from the Martial Lecture Hall, couldn't beat him, and their teaching content was completely outclassed.

If they can't deal with Qing Chen, then let those who can handle him do it.

The other instructors understood immediately and returned to their offices.

On the way back, geography teacher Luan Fengfeng was still a little worried. "He is also a teacher at Zhixin Courtyard now. Shouldn't we stand together against him? I also think those students need to be disciplined. There are too few self-disciplined students. They are all spoiled by their parents."

Zhou Xingwen sneered, "Then you go and try to manage it. See if you can control it yourself. Besides, he brought this on himself. He used a tree branch to whip students on his very first day of teaching. He's asking for trouble, how can we help him?"

"Fine," the instructors sighed.

Li Liheng watched this scene, shook his head, and neither returned to his office nor went forward to dissuade Qing Chen.

As Qing Chen hurried the students past him, he asked curiously, "Headmaster, you look worried."

Li Liheng said irritably, "You've already hit a student, of course I'm worried. Forget it, you go to your class, I'll handle this. The students really need to be disciplined."

"No need," Qing Chen said with a smile. "I'll definitely handle the problems I caused myself. If I troubled you with such a small matter, what kind of instructor would I be?"

Li Liheng was stunned. Qing Chen looked just as confident as he had yesterday when he was grabbing the teachers' tables.

He couldn't understand why this young man always seemed so confident of victory. Did he really have a lot of confidence?

Inside the Martial Lecture Hall, the Li family members who had been beaten by Qing Chen cried out, "Do you even know who our parents are? How dare you hit us! Even our Third Grandfather doesn't hit us!"

The "third grandfather" they were referring to was none other than the headmaster Li Liheng...

However, Qing Chen had already realized that the biggest problem with the distorted academic atmosphere of the Li Clan Academy lay with Li Liheng.

Despite being the most respected elder in charge of the school, Li Liheng has such a good temper that anyone can bully him.

Qing Chen sneered, "If I'm going to teach you, I have to set rules first, so you won't embarrass me later by being so useless. Today, I'll put an end to your thoughts of causing trouble."

Qing Yi sat on the gnarled roots of the ginkgo tree. He knew exactly what was going to happen next, and he was happy to see Qing Chen suffer a setback.

However, after a while, the first people to rush to the school were not the students' parents, but Li Changqing's secretary Yue'er.

She handed a box to Qing Chen: "The boss is out on business and not at the Banshan Manor. Be careful."

"It's nothing," Qing Chen said cheerfully as he walked to the entrance of the Martial Lecture Hall. The students had no idea what he was busy with.

Ten minutes later, several hovercars arrived like lightning and landed at the entrance of Zhixin Courtyard.

Several elegantly dressed women got off the car and headed straight for the Zhixin Courtyard.

The kind-hearted Li Liheng stepped forward and said, "You all go out first. This is the Li Clan Academy. We won't tolerate you running wild here."

But then a shrewish woman frowned and said, "Third Uncle, it's one thing if you don't help your own family, but how can you stop us when outsiders are bullying our child?"

"Exactly!" another woman chimed in.

As they spoke, they pushed Li Liheng aside.

The headmaster was stunned for a long time before exclaiming, "What a terrible thing!"

Inside the Martial Lecture Hall, the cries of students were incessant, and the women's hearts broke when they heard their own children crying.

However, when these women reached the entrance of the Martial Lecture Hall academy's courtyard, they suddenly froze.

But then, in the center of the courtyard gate, someone had hung a complete fish skeleton with a conspicuous red rope.

The fish bones were forty centimeters long and had been eaten clean. Judging from the color of the bones, they must have been braised.

"Why are there fish bones hanging here? Are they for warding off evil spirits?"

"Wait, look at this fish head... doesn't it look a bit like Dragon Fish?" a discerning woman remarked.

"It's not just like it, it is, but the question is, why is there Dragon Fish skeleton hanging here?" someone muttered.

"Wait, wait, where did the Dragon Fish bones come from?"

The women were quiet for a moment at the door, then one of them said, "I heard that someone was caught stealing Dragon Fish at the manor yesterday, and the Privy Council made a phone call to the Garrison Department to release him."

"Was it the Privy Council that made the call?" The woman thought for a moment, then made the call while standing at the entrance of the Martial Lecture Hall: "Honey, I need to ask you something. Did the Privy Council approve the release of someone who stole the Dragon Fish yesterday?"

The person on the other end of the phone asked coldly, "Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

The woman paused for a moment, then launched into a tirade on the phone. "Our child was beaten, and you not only ignored it but also yelled at me! I'm at the school gate now, ready to go in and confront that teacher, but there's Dragon Fish skeleton hanging at the door..."

The man on the phone said coldly, "Go back."

He hung up the phone after saying that.

The woman was stunned. Usually, whenever she threw a tantrum, the man would always give in to her demands, and she could buy whatever she wanted.

Today is different from usual; throwing a tantrum won't work anymore!

Inside the Martial Lecture Hall, a student cried out, "Mommy, save me! The instructor is hitting me!"

However, the woman turned and left without looking back at all.

Even though her son inside was almost crying himself to death, the woman did not turn around.

Throwing a tantrum is her way of taking the initiative in communication, but she's not stupid.

In the Li family, it's rare to find someone who can eat Dragon Fish and be unharmed, perhaps only once every ten years.

It's rare for something to happen that even her man, who holds a high position in the Privy Council, wouldn't dare to back her up.

What is Dragon Fish? The Dragon Fish was the apple of the eye of that old man from the Li family.

The other women who had come to cause trouble left in a hurry after she made a phone call.

They exchanged glances and followed suit.

Headmaster Li Liheng was stunned when he saw this scene. The last time he used a ruler to hit a student was more than ten years ago, when he was middle-aged, not old.

As a result, the student's mother and sister arrived that time and almost ripped off his beard, leaving him with a bald patch on his scalp.

Why did several students' mothers suddenly slink away from the entrance of the Martial Lecture Hall this time?

As the headmaster, Li Liheng, approached the entrance of the Martial Lecture Hall, his eyes widened when he saw the string of fish bones.

Inside the Martial Lecture Hall.

Qing Yi sat under the ginkgo tree, waiting and waiting, but the student's parents did not come to question him, which made him feel that something was wrong.

The boy with the watermelon-shaped haircut quietly slipped to the entrance of the Martial Lecture Hall, wanting to see what was going on, but the place was deserted, with no one there, except for a string of fish bones hanging precariously on the porch...

"What are you looking for?"

Qing Yi was startled. He turned around and saw Qing Chen standing behind him with a smile.

He quickly said, "Uncle Qing Chen is truly a master of scholarship. I never expected him to be able to command respect on his very first day. It's truly amazing."

"Go back to class," Qing Chen said with a smile. "You'll have many more amazing days ahead of you."

Qing Yi had a feeling that Qing Chen's words had a hidden meaning, and he felt as if a cold wind had swept over him, making the hairs on his back stand up.

Qing Chen turned and returned to the Martial Lecture Hall. When he tried to guess Qing Yi's identity again, he felt that even if the other party was Time Walker, he was not quite like a character like Huan Yu.

Although Qing Yi is mature beyond his years and quite cunning, he is still within the realm of a child and is not particularly worrying.

But Huan Yu is different. That Time Walker, hiding behind the scenes, exerts a far more terrifying sense of pressure on the other Time Walker.

At this moment, the students in the Martial Lecture Hall, seeing that no one was coming to their rescue, gradually stopped crying.

Seeing that they had stopped crying, Qing Chen smiled and said, "You actually wanted your parents to make things difficult for me? You're really in deep trouble this time. From today onwards, I'll set some rules for you: anyone who dares to bring a servant to school will be given five lashes, and anyone who dares to come to school by carriage will be given five more lashes."

As soon as he finished speaking, the students burst into tears again, and the Martial Lecture Hall was thrown into chaos.

Qing Chen didn't care about these things. He figured the students would understand the importance of things once they got home from school today and had a good talk with their parents.

The other teachers in the school were all hiding in the neighboring courtyard, eavesdropping.

Zhou Xingwen muttered gravely, "That's it? Huh?"

"But I think this is a good thing," Luan Fengfeng muttered. "Isn't it a good thing that the school's academic atmosphere is improving?"

"It is indeed a good thing, but we can't let a greenhorn who just arrived do this," Zhou Xingwen said with displeasure.

"Do you dare to do it?" the biology instructor asked.

Zhou Xingwen hesitated for a long time before saying, "So what if I don't dare? Aren't you all the same?"

At this moment, Luan Fengfeng said, "I think it's a good thing that this young man has come. Think about it, the headmaster is a member of the Li family, and most of the students here are related to him. Before the students came to the school, their mothers and grandmothers told them: 'Don't be afraid of anyone at the school. The headmaster is your third grandfather. What are you afraid of?'"

"Yeah," Liu Junkui muttered, "The headmaster has a soft spot for people, and anyone can manipulate him. Under such circumstances, who would dare to be strict with the students? I think the headmaster should be replaced by an outsider with a higher position and a tougher hand."

Zhou Xingwen's brows furrowed deeply. "You wouldn't be thinking of making that boy the headmaster, would you?"

Liu Junkui glanced at him and said in a low voice, "It's not impossible..."

The first lesson at the Martial Lecture Hall has ended.

Surprisingly, Qing Chen didn't teach anything. He spent the entire class trying to temper the students' tempers, and all that could be heard coming from the Martial Lecture Hall was crying...

After class, Qing Chen swaggered off to Longhu, leaving the headmaster and other instructors to appease him before the teaching order was restored.

Qing Chen walked towards Longhu following the route he remembered. No one stopped him, and no students or parents threw bricks at him on the way.

When we arrived at Longhu Lake, the old man sat quietly in the middle of the broken bridge, fishing. He was still holding an underwater monitor and slowly searching for the Dragon Fish.

Qing Chen brought a small stool from the school this time and sat down openly next to the old man. "You heard about what happened this morning, right?"

The old man remarked with admiration, "I never expected that you would not only eat the fish meat, but also make use of the fish bones."

"Make the best use of resources," Qing Chen said calmly. "The poor academic atmosphere at the Li Clan Academy is not a good thing for the Li Family either."

"Suit yourself," the old man said slowly. "It's just a school anyway. I don't believe you can make something of it that won't fall apart."

"I'm relieved to hear that," Qing Chen said calmly. "By the way, how's your fishing skill? If I don't catch anything today, will I miss out on eating the Dragon Fish?"

The old man's eyes widened. "So you want to eat this every day? And you blame my fishing skills for not being able to get it?"

Qing Chen thought for a moment and said, "Mainly, eating just one won't do much good."

There's a 5,000-word chapter, and another chapter will be released at 11 PM tonight.

Thank you, Little Flower, for becoming a new ally of this book. You're so generous, boss! It's like someone's handing you a pillow when you're sleepy!