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  This lesson is about how to distinguish peoples identities through clothing in etiquette.

  In this era where the hierarchy is omnipresent, the aristocrats have gone to great lengths to showcase their identity and express their uniqueness through clothing. After hundreds of years of effort, it has reached its peak. Various attire is intricate and particular, all closely related to status and identity.

  The lesson was taught very carefully, and it took half an hour to explain a noblemans favorite clothing. By the time she announced the break, Zhang Guis feet were numb, and he felt exhausted.

  This is still good, Zhang Qi thought to herself: when it comes to calligraphy and painting classes, what can be done standing like this? Fortunately, in those aspects, she seemed to have a natural talent, with memories from her past life etched into her bones.

  She glanced sideways at the girls who were chatting and laughing together during their break, but only for a moment before she withdrew her gaze and turned to walk away.

  Outside the school, there was a large garden. In the garden, trees stood tall, and now in early spring, their leaves had already withered away. Zhang Qi wandered aimlessly, and unintentionally, several voices entered her ears.

  "I heard that Shi Er Lang is planning to pick a girl and give her to Xiao Mo as a concubine?"

  "Shh! You dont know? Yesterday, the madam scolded Erlang and Zhang Xiaos wife for a long time, saying that this kind of talk is not allowed to be mentioned again!" After a pause, the voice was lowered and said seriously: "I heard that the madam was extremely angry, and at that time, she made Zhang Xiaos wife kneel for two hours. Many people begged for mercy, but she didnt care... Some people say that the madam doesnt like Xiaolong."

  "How is this possible!" The voice from before exclaimed: "The great madam obviously values him greatly."

  "Yes. Everyone is puzzled, its just a small matter, why did the mistress get so angry."

  Madam doesnt allow it? Thats great! Zhang Gui took a deep breath.

  The second class is painting. Since the great-grandfathers accession to the throne, the royal family and nobles have been particularly concerned with and fond of calligraphy, painting, and music. The great-grandfather himself and the newly enthroned emperor now have a talent for this aspect. Therefore, this painting class teaches that even if you dont have a talent for painting, the things you draw are full of craftsmanship, but you still need to have a certain level of appreciation.

  Standing behind, Zhang Qi tilted her head and listened with relish. When the teacher assigned homework, she, who was usually not paying attention, lightly sketched in mid-air with her right hand.

  This times teacher, surnamed Yuan, was a man of twenty-five or six years old. He had fair skin and almond-shaped eyes that seemed to be like those of a woman, but were actually the kind of elegant and refined features that were popular among young people at the time. Zhang Gui noticed that many of the girls in the school had a good impression of him.

  After teaching for a while, he glanced at Zhang Hui who was still lightly drawing in the air and said faintly: "Zhang Hui?"

  Zhang Qi hastily stood up straight and replied: "Yes."

  "Theres no easel, how can she learn to paint? Someone came and gave Ah Qi an easel, which was placed in her corner."

  As soon as he finished speaking, a girl stood up from the crowd and shouted: "This is not allowed! How can Zhang Guis identity be treated equally with ours?"

  Before the girls words had fallen, Yuan Xiangping gave her a faint glance. This glance was not particularly stern, but for some reason, the girl immediately lowered her head and didnt dare to make another sound.

  Yuans gaze swept over her, then glanced at the other girls in the classroom, and said in a still calm tone: "In my class, she must have some! As for how it is with other teachers, it has nothing to do with me. Zhang Qi, come over and get paper, pen and ink."

  With a buzz of whispers, Zhang Qi lowered her head and quietly walked towards the teacher.

  But after walking three steps, a small leg stretched out from the passageway in front.

  It blocked Zhang Qis path. The key point is that it blocked her in a dignified and upright manner. According to convention, if Zhang Qi had any sense, she should have fallen to the ground before even reaching it. In other words, she should have been knocked down obediently without even touching the noble leg that was blocking her...

  This is still a show of strength.

  Zhang Qi glanced at her foot and thought to herself: If I endure this once, you wont bother me again. Unfortunately, based on the observations of this morning, these concubine daughters have been bullied by the legitimate daughters for a long time, and some of them are already resentful, wanting to vent their anger on her. And she is the only private daughter who was brought back to the Zhang family mansion, the only one who can be openly bullied. If she endures this now, just those few concubine daughters can torment her to death!

  She lowered her head, with a gentle and elegant expression, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her skirt fluttering as she stepped over that horizontal leg, Zhang Qianlian moved lightly, floating gently, completely carefree - and crossed over!

  The humming noise stopped.

  Everyone turned around and looked at Zhang Qi together.

  Yuan Jiaxi also looked at her.

  Among dozens of gazes, Zhang Qi still lowered her eyebrows and eyes, quietly well-behaved. At this moment, everyone thought at the same time: She should be unintentional, she herself didnt know that such behavior for a concubine-born daughter who was higher than her in status was a provocation.

  When Zhang Qi walked in front of Yuan Jiao Xi, that angry girl with a red face suddenly stood up!

  At this time, Zhang Qi was lowering his head and honestly receiving the four treasures of the study.

  Zhang Qi didnt notice, but Yuan Jiao Xi was met with the girls anger. At this time, he slightly raised the corner of his mouth, coldly and seriously saying: "Zhang Qi?"

  Staring at Zhang Qi, who was still glaring angrily, Zhang Fan, who was about to lose his temper, was calmly asked by Yuan Jiao: "I said it before, in my class, Zhang Qi must be punished! You should understand what I mean, but you still did something unreasonable! What do you think we should do about this?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Fan, who had originally thought he had lost face and was burning with anger, loudly shouted: "Youre just a teacher, what right do you have to yell at me?"

  She had just said that, and a low laugh came from the circle of noble women. Zhang Jin turned his head back and kindly reminded: "A Tong, Yuan Lang is the eldest son of the Yuan family in Jiankang... He came to be a teacher, and he was infatuated with my special Zhang family wine!" What he wanted as a teacher was not wealth, but beautiful wine!

  As soon as the voice fell, Zhangs face, which had turned bright red, quickly turned pale. She stared blankly at Teacher Yuan, and soon her eyes reddened. Before she could stutter out an explanation, Teacher Yuan waved his sleeve and said calmly, "Never mind, sit down."

  "Yes, yes."

  Yuan turned his head and looked at Zhang Qi.

  Standing in front of him, Zhang Qi still had her head down and eyes cast downward, but the space between her eyebrows was too calm. It seemed as if the scene just now was like a spring breeze blowing past... regardless of whether it was Zhang Xiaos outburst or his identity! This composure and calmness were even more outstanding than all of her sisters!

  Since the Wei and Jin dynasties, elegance has been more important than talent. In the early years of the Wei and Jin dynasties, there were several famous scholars who were not only ugly in appearance but also unremarkable in talent, and their family background was not impressive, being only a humble branch of a noble family. However, relying solely on their exceptional elegance, they were able to become renowned scholars of their time.

  This awkward little girl in front of me, unexpectedly has such elegance, its really rare... If Zhang Shi can put aside her prejudices and cultivate her as a legitimate daughter, she may not become a famous and elegant person like Xie Daoyun! Then marry her off to a high-ranking official from a humble background as his first wife, it will also be a beautiful story.

  Unfortunately, Zhang seems to lack the breadth of vision and depth of heart.