The Marquis Mansion's Elite Class-Chapter 231

Zong Wenxiu was puzzled, but seeing his younger brother's demeanor, he figured it wasn’t for mischief, so he quickly pulled out a sheet of paper to write.

The Little Demon King reminded him, “That’s too small. Find a bigger sheet.”

Zong Wenxiu switched to a larger sheet.

“Still too small,” the Little Demon King continued to complain.

“But this is the biggest sheet we have,” Zong Wenxiu thought for a moment and suggested, “How about we arrange all the sheets side by side or bind them together with fish glue?”

“That could work.”

As the two brothers discussed, Wei Xinglu and Shen Yibai instinctively sensed trouble.

“What kind of rules require so much writing?”

The Little Demon King cleared his throat and declared, “The class rules for the Marquis Manor’s elite class are as follows: Rule One, no deceiving Xu Wan; Rule Two, no teasing the teacher; Rule Three, no bullying classmates… Rule Twenty, no lighting candles in bed…”

Shen Yibai’s head was about to explode from the endless list of prohibitions. He couldn’t help but interject, “Who in their right mind would light a candle in bed? Did they get kicked in the head by a donkey?”

He Zheng, the person in question, swallowed nervously and timidly raised his hand. “Uh, that one… was me. I was trying to read more, so I lit a candle in bed, accidentally set the blanket on fire, and even caused my aunt to get a fever…”

Shen Yibai: “…”

Indeed, behind every rule lies an even crazier story.

Xu Wan instructed Cui Zhi to hire two private tutors and had them settle into the Marquis Manor. Another scholar was told to wait for further notice, as they might contact him later if needed.

When she returned to the study after arranging the tutors, she saw the Little Demon King holding a sheet of paper filled with writing and pasting it on the wall, where several others were already displayed.

“Jin Cheng, what’s this about?”

The Little Demon King finished pasting the last sheet and turned to her with a grin. “The manor has its rules, and the class has its rules.”

“Oh?” Xu Wan’s eyes lit up as she walked over to examine the listed rules.

To her surprise, they were quite comprehensive.

“Not ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​​​​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​‌‌​​‌​​​​‌‌​‌‌​‍bad, not bad,” Xu Wan praised generously.

The Little Demon King immediately puffed up with pride, boasting to his brothers, “See? This is the power of your prodigy brother. You three slackers better work hard to catch up!”

He Zheng quickly raised his hand to defend himself. “Big brother! I’m not a slacker. I’ve been ranking at the top of Qingbo Academy lately!”

The Little Demon King nodded. “True, He Zheng has made rapid progress. That leaves only Wei Xinglu and Shen Yibai as the slackers.”

Shen Yibai didn’t care about such rankings and scoffed in response.

Wei Xinglu, on the other hand, was utterly distraught.

How terrifying! In just over a year, he, who had once been the most studious among the four troublemakers, had fallen to the bottom and was now being mocked by Jin Cheng, the so-called prodigy.

How infuriating! He wanted to rise up, study hard, and wipe that smug look off Jin Cheng’s face!

But then again, studying was such exhausting work. Why bother? He might as well stay a lazy slacker.

Xu Wan observed the five children, each with their own expressions, and remembered the study plan she had prepared a few days ago. It seemed like the perfect time to put it into action.

She cleared her throat and said, “Children, it’s not study time right now. Let’s play a game instead.”

“What game?” The four troublemakers were instantly excited, as they were all experts when it came to games.

Only Zong Wenxiu blinked, not particularly eager to join. While games were fun, studying was also quite interesting.

The three private tutors, however, were intrigued. Every time Xu Wan introduced something new, it broadened their horizons and enhanced their skills. They always benefited greatly.

Xu Wan smiled and said, “Let’s have a debate competition.”

“A debate?” the five children echoed in unison.

“Is it like arguing?”

“Arguing? I’m great at that. I can make people cry.”

“Me too. I can curse really well.”

“No way, you’ve never won against me.”

“That’s because I treat you like a brother.”

“Not today. I’m going to make you cry!”

Xu Wan: “…” Please, stop talking.

If the other families thought she was teaching the kids to curse, they’d come knocking on her door in no time… Help.

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Xu Wan took a deep breath and explained, “It’s not about cursing. It’s a debate. It’s a competition where two sides argue over a specific topic. You can use quotes and logical reasoning to refute the other side, but no personal attacks, cursing, or physical fights.”

A debate was like a battle of wits, similar to an argument but more structured. It would help them engage more deeply in learning while honing their critical thinking and communication skills.

The five children exchanged glances, blinking in curiosity.

The three studious ones were intrigued by the game, while Wei Xinglu and Shen Yibai remained unenthusiastic, unsure what there was to debate about.

That was until Xu Wan presented the topic: “Can an eleven-year-old child become the top scorer in the imperial examination? Jin Cheng, you and Zong Wenxiu will argue for ‘yes.’ Wei Xinglu, Shen Yibai, and He Zheng, you three will argue for ‘no.’”

Wei Xinglu immediately perked up. He patted Shen Yibai’s shoulder and said, “This is too easy. We’re on the right side, and it’s three against two. We’ll crush them!”

Shen Yibai agreed. “Aunt Xu is clearly favoring us. Let’s see how we’ll make Jin Cheng cry later.”

“Hehehe…” The two slackers let out smug laughs.

The Little Demon King wasn’t pleased with the grouping. He frowned and said, “Mom, you’re biased. Why do we only have two people, while they have three?”

Xu Wan smiled sweetly and delivered a targeted blow: “Because I believe you have the ability to take on three.”

The Little Demon King was instantly thrilled!

He stood up straight, swinging his arms dramatically, his face brimming with arrogance. “Hmph! You three slackers better prepare to be crushed by this prodigy!”

Zong Wenxiu chuckled quietly beside him, while the three private tutors watched the novel competition with amusement.

He Zheng, the most knowledgeable of the group, was the first to raise his hand in surrender. “Big brother, big brother, I’m your most loyal follower. Please go easy on us later. I don’t want to be roasted to tears…”

Heaven knows how much he wanted to be on the same team as his big brother!

But why… why did Aunt Xu have to split them up?

Shen Yibai nudged He Zheng and scolded, “Stop talking. You’re just undermining our morale. How could we possibly lose? Jin Cheng’s on the wrong team. He can’t win against us.”

Wei Xinglu tried to mediate, whispering, “Don’t worry, Shen Yibai. He Zheng’s probably just trying to lull Jin Cheng into a false sense of security so we can catch him off guard later.”

The brothers often played polo and soccer together and were quite familiar with tactics.

He Zheng: “…”

I’ll shed a tear of sympathy for you two in advance.