"Principal..." Some parents were unwilling to give in.
"Shut up." The principal was upset. Now he just wanted to send this evil god away quickly. "The school will handle this matter. Student Jiang Boyan... go back and have a good rest. Come back to school after you are healed."
This means that we need to put things to rest.
At least, no punishment will be imposed for the time being.
"Then let's go back first. Principal, parents, if we find evidence, our lawyers can discuss it again. If not... please don't frame and slander us." Song Yutang nodded with satisfaction and turned around gracefully on high heels.
"Hmph." Jiang Boyan was like a victorious rooster, giving a middle finger to several classmates before following them arrogantly.
It wasn't until the family of four disappeared completely that the parents suddenly came back to their senses:
"This matter must not be left alone, I must make this family pay the price."
"I have never been humiliated like this in my whole life. If I don't torture them to death, my surname is not Wang..."
The principal hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Everyone... calm down first. Jiang Boyan... His surname is Jiang."
"What's wrong with the surname Jiang? There are too many people named Jiang." The lady didn't care.
"The surname is Jiang..." Someone chewed on this word, and his expression gradually changed. "The richest man Jiang Family..."
The noisy curses stopped abruptly.
Jiang Family.
In Cloud City, it is a truly intricate behemoth.
"No, it can't be?" Someone subconsciously retorted, "Jiang Family, isn't the young master studying abroad? I remember that the third young master Jiang Family, Jiang Sinian, stayed in our school before..."
Another well-informed parent's face turned paler. "Haven't you heard? Jiang Family caused a controversy a while ago about the real and fake young master. The old man's biological son was recognized only last year... It seems that there is a young son in the family..."
"Hiss..." There was a gasp of air.
If Huang Mao is really Jiang Family's genuine bloodline, no matter how inconspicuous and uneducated he is now, he is still Jiang Family's grandson.
The person they just forced to fire and call the police to arrest was the grandson of the richest man?
This was not like kicking an iron plate, but clearly a red-hot soldering iron.
"Impossible..." a lady retorted sharply, "Would Jiang Family's grandson be that kind of virtuous? His hair would be dyed yellow and timid? If he were really Jiang Family, would he wear shoes sold on the street? Would he not even have a driver or bodyguard, and let a woman bring two old farmers to school?"
The more she spoke, the more reasonable she felt, and her voice became louder again. "It must be a coincidence, or a poor relative who comes from nowhere, using the banner of the Jiang Family to swindle. If Jiang Family really recognizes this grandson, how can he be treated like this? We must find out. If he is a fake... I have to let them know how many eyes Lord Ma has."
"Yes, we must find out..."
"What kind of family are we? How could we be easily fooled..."
The principal looked at these unwilling parents and secretly complained in his heart.
When Jiang Boyan first enrolled in school, a school director who was very close to the Jiang Family greeted him personally.
That is to say, he was usually too shabby in school, so he didn't think about it that way.
It wasn't until he felt the strong aura of that woman that he suddenly thought of the rumors about the return of the true young master Jiang Family.
No, these people are stupid, and he can't follow them.
Must check carefully.
Don't really get into trouble.
Song Yutang is already sitting in the car going home.
The back seat of the luxury car is very spacious, with the partition down, making the space very private.
Jiang Boyan couldn't hold back his excitement. He came close to Song Yutang with admiration on his face, and danced and gestured. "Sister-in-law, you did a great job with the spear just now. Swish a few times, just like the heroes in the TV series... How do you use that move of turning around and sweeping... Is that so? Do you think I can learn it well?"
He put on a random posture and almost fell to the ground.
Song Yutang raised his hand to help him. "Really want to learn?"
"Think about it." Jiang Boyan's eyes lit up.
"I can teach you, but I have to start with basic skills."
"Basic skills? Like Zamabu?" Jiang Boyan was eager to try. "No problem, I can persist."
"In the beginning, just stand for half an hour every day."
"Only an hour? It's not a big deal." Jiang Boyan patted his chest.
"After..." Song Yutang slowly added the second half of the sentence: "Add it to three or five hours."
The excited expression on Jiang Boyan's face froze instantly. "... How many, how many?"
He wailed and his shoulders slumped. "Well, forget it... I can't even finish my homework..."
Song Yutang smiled and said no more.
Practicing martial arts is a hard job, and few people can persevere.
The reason why she gritted her teeth and persevered was because she had learned a bloody lesson.
In the first year after marrying Eastern Palace, Gong Yan was assassinated.
In the chaos, the guards all rushed towards the prince Li Zerui, and she instinctively ran towards him to seek shelter.
Unexpectedly, in order to protect her timid concubine, the man actually pushed her out with his backhand.
The cold blade penetrated her shoulder blade, and the moment the severe pain swept through her, she only saw Li Zerui's figure retreating with his concubine in his arms, and his cold words. "She can only blame her for her bad fate."
From that moment on, Song Yutang completely understood: When people live in this world, the only one they can truly rely on is themselves.
After spending a full three months recovering from her injuries, she immediately selected several widows who came from noble families and whose families were in dire straits to accompany her in the palace.
On the one hand, I protect myself, and on the other hand, I start practicing martial arts with them.
His clothes were soaked with sweat, and his hands and feet were covered with bruises.
Every time he fell to the ground due to exhaustion, what passed before his eyes was the blood-stained knife at the palace banquet.
In the end, he finally achieved something small. On the night of the palace coup, he protected his young son and went to the Jinluan Palace.
After coming to modern times, Song Yutang dared to be so arrogant because he had martial arts at his side.
Jiang Guoqiang, who was sitting next to him, was also excited, but more worried. "Yutang, did we... make too much of a fuss today? What if they really pursue it... Otherwise, dad will take the blame. I'm over fifty, I still have one kidney missing, and I have a lot of problems. If I get admitted, I might be able to be paroled for medical treatment..."
Li Xiulan immediately nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, let your dad go. I heard that the conditions inside are terrible. You are so young that you can't bear that kind of punishment."
Jiang Guoqiang couldn't help but glance at her. "... You are really my daughter-in-law."
Li Xiulan said confidently, "Then we can't really let our daughter-in-law go, right?"
Jiang Boyan quickly raised his hand. "Hey, there's still me. I'm underage, so it's best for me to go."
The couple was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly realized. "Yes, yes, let you go. If your dad goes in, it might affect your future exams for public examination..."
Jiang Boyan:"..."
Although I was moved, I was somewhat speechless. "... Am I really my biological child?"
Song Yutang was amused by their scrambling to take the blame. "Don't even think about it. They can't produce evidence, so they don't dare to do anything. Even if they dare, they may not be able to touch us."
"Why?" Jiang Boyan was puzzled.
"Because your surname is Jiang. The more I don't give in, the more those people who bully others will start to check your background. If they find out, it won't be considered as a violation of family rules. If they can't find out, they won't dare to do anything easily." Song Yutang has long heard that children at home are not allowed to reveal their identities when they are studying in school.
But to the extent that the other party uses force to suppress others, it is still possible to use ambiguity to gain strength.
Jiang Boyan scratched his head. "But those classmates' families are not vegetarians, so they will definitely not be able to swallow this breath."
Song Yutang There was a hint of coldness in his eyes. "Now, it is no longer a question of whether they are willing to give up, but that I do not intend to give up."