This was really not intended by Han Yi. No matter how smart he is, he would never have expected these poor families to dare to say that aristocrats, even if they were saying this behind their backs...

But after thinking about it carefully, it is not difficult to understand.

The key is this training camp, because it was almost impossible for aristocrats to be on the same platform as poor families, because according to the system, nobles completely suppress poor families, even if they go to a cottage.

The nobles in the eyes of poor families all heard of them, and they thought that they were very awesome and did not understand the nobles. After all, they were not in the same dimension.

But as they lived together for so long, they gradually understood these nobles, and it was nothing. They thought that nobles should be like this.

But now when we look at some of the deeds of the nobles, this is completely opposite to the nobles they know, so these remarks appear.

But since it happened, Han Yi will definitely seize the opportunity. During the second night's noble bragging conference, Han Yi selected several more ironic stories and posted them.

It immediately caused various remarks. Although few dared to speak behind their backs, the suspicious expression in everyone's eyes was the best satirical of the nobles' children.

Unexpectedly, the story of Yang Menghao and Yuchi Xiuji was the best response, because they did not mind the gap between the nobles and the poor. Needless to say, Yang Menghao has been lonely since childhood, just afraid of having no friends, not afraid of who his friends are. Yuchi Xiuji is a carefree child, and he has poor self-care ability, so he needs to find some poor families to help. After a few times, he is familiar with it.

Therefore, the poor children felt that these two people had the style of their ancestors.

On the other hand, Cui Youyu and the others, alas, their ancestors jumped out of the coffin and slapped them twice.

This really hurts their hearts because they are born proud and arrogant, but now they feel as if they are smearing their ancestors, which they cannot accept. However, if they want to change, they must learn the noble character of their ancestors, and then they will inevitably become approachable, which is not in line with the current system.

Troubled!

struggle!

Whether it was the Shandong gentry or the Guanzhong nobles, they all began to doubt themselves.

Compared to the previous pain of being crushed by Han Yi, they are even less willing to encounter such mental torture.

Han Yi was also cruel enough. Not only did they let them tell themselves, but they also went to Changsun Yan to ask about the stories of these noble ancestors. For this reason, a special meeting was held to ask the other teachers to prepare some noble stories to those poor families. Anyway, the aristocratic style was fierce, but what was funny was that this aristocratic style did not suppress the poor families, but instead made these noble children scatter.

The gust of wind was getting stronger and stronger, and it made the faces of these nobles hurt so much, but they were embarrassed to speak out and stop Han Yi from doing this. People praised your ancestors, but you still had to stop them. Could it be that you think your ancestors have no shame to meet others?

All the predictions have shown that these arrogant noble children are facing a situation of collapse.

Fortunately, the holiday is coming, so they can slow down.

Han Yi also planned to make some adjustments to his work after this holiday and handed over the training matters to Dugu Wuyue. He just cared about teaching at night, which was equivalent to reducing his tasks. After all, he still had a North Lane, and stayed in the training camp and the news was blocked, which was a taboo for businessmen.

He went back to North Lane this morning.

"Hello Brother Han!"

"Oh, it's Madam Yu, okay!"

"Is it Brother Han?"

"Yes, yes, I'm going to Han Yi."

"A little woman has heard of Brother Han's name for a long time, and she is a master of poetry and lyrics. When I see her today, she is indeed well-known and worthy of being a friend of a woman."

"Is that true? Thank you for the praise! Thank you for the praise!"

"Brother Han, where are you in a hurry to go?"

"I'll go home!"

"I'll give you a ride."

"This - no need, no need."

"Brother Han."

"Hey hey hey!"

"Are you really getting married? Why haven't I seen your wife come to Chang'an?"

"hehe--!"

"Wait!"

Han Yi suddenly stopped, looked around, then ran to the corner next to him and said to Xing Wu, "Xing Wu, have we gone to the wrong place?"

Xing Wu shook his head and said, "Nothing is wrong!"

"Didn't you see it just now? Those little ladies all flirted at me." Han Yi said in horror.

Xing Wu was a honest person and said, "It's not a wink, but they are quite enthusiastic about you."

“Isn’t that all right?”

Han Yi wiped his sweat and said, "This - what happened?"

As he walked along the way, whenever he met a woman, no matter whether she was familiar with her or not, the other party would take the initiative to say hello to him, and he was affectionate. Even some poor women in simple clothes blushed when they saw him.

Han Yi really wants to find a mirror to look at him now. He even doubts whether he has hit Dugu Wuyue’s “returning me to the fist”. Otherwise, it would be unreasonable. He has been in Chang'an for a day or two. If he can be so arrogant, he should have become slutty long ago.

What must have happened?

Han Yi thought about it and said that he had not made any contribution to his female compatriots?

Although he had left some residual thoughts about Fengliu, this inexplicable show of kindness made him feel very scared. He didn't even dare to walk the road, so he chose a small road and returned to North Lane.

"Sister Liu, Meng'er, you're the best, do you know--!"

"snort!"

Han Yi returned to the backyard and saw Liu E and Meng'er and the others there, so he was about to ask what was going on, but he didn't know that before he finished speaking, Liu E and Meng'er and the others turned their faces aside.

This made Han Yi confused. The women outside kept glaring at him, but the women around him were so indifferent to him.

Just when he was puzzled, he suddenly heard a song coming from outside, "If life was just like the first meeting, why would the autumn wind be sad about painting a fan?"

This is not-! Han Yi turned his head and saw Brother Xiong hugging Ono with one hand, singing while shaking his fat head.

Liu E and the others' faces looked even worse.

"Brother Han, you are back!"

As the brother Xiong sang, he saw Han Yi standing in the hall and ran over quickly.

Han Yi said curiously: "Xiao Pang, you sang just now-!"

"Didn't it written by Brother Han?" Brother Xiong asked with his little eyes open.

"I wrote it right."

"snort!"

Meng Ting pouted and snorted.

It was a swelling! Han Yi looked at Meng Ting in confusion and asked Xiong Di: "But this is just a poem I wrote, who composed the song!"

"That's Mrs. Zhao!"

Brother Xiong said excitedly: "Brother Han, you don't know. The day before yesterday, the little lady of the Zhao family sang this song "If Life Is Just Like First Meeting" at the Nushi Pavilion. It was so amazing, ranking first, and it spread throughout Chang'an in one day. Those little ladies learned to sing. You admire Brother Han very much. Do you know, the sisters who have a good relationship with Sister Mudan were still asking me about your news yesterday."

Ono also kept nodding.

"Really or not?"

Han Yi took a deep breath of air conditioning.

"It's already like this, but it's still fake."

Liu E completely got angry and said, "Brother Han, it's not me who said you, why don't you give such a good poem to Cao'er? What is your relationship with Miss Zhao?"

Mengting pouted and said, "I haven't seen you give us poems."

“That’s it, that’s it.”

A masked girl suddenly came in outside. She looked at Han Yi with dissatisfaction and said, "Han Yi! I misread you, I thought you were such a kind of person. I never thought that you were such a person. It seems that Brother Xiao is much more open than you."

As she said that, she sighed softly and said sadly: "If life is just like the first meeting, you should bring more money on it."

Brother Xiong said in confusion: "Sister Qingcheng, what do you mean?"

Gu Qingcheng glanced at Han Yi and said, "Ask you Brother Han!"

Brother Xiong looked at Han Yi again.

Han Yi remembered that Gu Qingcheng stole a few cents of money in Huayue Tower that day, and almost laughed out loud. He said angrily and hilariously: "Okay, okay, that's the most money I lost in my life, just be content."

Gu Qingcheng said pitifully: "But my scarf is even more expensive!"

Han Yi rolled his eyes speechlessly and said, "I won't talk nonsense with you first. Let's talk about the serious matter first. Xiaopang, what do you mean is that the little lady of the Zhao family took my poem to participate in the Voice of the Tang Dynasty, and she became famous in one go."

Brother Xiong nodded straight.

This little lady Zhao, I was cheated to death by you. Han Yi said depressedly: "This is just my improvisation. How could I know she would get the Voice of the Tang Dynasty and be so popular. It's just an accident."

Gu Qingcheng snorted: "You all say improvisational works, what other accidents can it be? It seems that the rumors outside are true."

Han Yi blinked and said, "What rumor?"

Ono said: "The people outside said you like Miss Zhao."

"I--!"

Han Yi said crazy: "Risk! Absolute rumor!"

Meng'er said: "Brother Xiaoyi, did you give this poem to Mrs. Zhao on the night of the Lantern Festival?"
To be continued...