YM778.TV Chapter 212: The Unstoppable Bai Family’s Young Miss Returns! (Second Update)_1
Chapter 212: The Unstoppable Bai Family’s Young Miss Returns! (Second Update)_1
“Brilliant strategies, trampling over Jiangjing with the Emperor Jiang Wudi!”
The next image was of a kindly old man, with the caption—
“Teacher of the universe, the greatest minister of all time, Liang Zewen, whose tax policy laid the foundation for the Golden Age of the Great Yong Dynasty!”
“General Bai Li, with iron cavalry to secure the nine provinces!”
“Abandoning the pen for the military, a thousand white-clothed cavalry out of Jiujiang, Bai Zhongyu!”
“Alone she went for a diplomatic marriage, leaving behind the grand sights of Jiangjing, Princess Huai’an!”
The video wasn’t long, just thirty seconds.
Bai Lian quietly finished watching it before clicking on the comment section.
Just overnight, there were already 500,000 comments.
[This Bai Family, they must be cheating, right?]
[How impressive is the Great Yong Dynasty? Let me put it to you this way, you know Jiangjing University, right? In its Celebrity Statue Square, the front two rows are filled with their statues.]
[Among these people, two surnames have been passed down to this day. You can figure out for yourselves just how impressive that is [heart]]
[Why did the Bai Family not have any descendants? With such fantastic genes, Brother Bai died at 28, why didn’t he marry?]
[Chen Ye must have been in agony. General Bai took him out of the beggar’s ranks, watched Bai Xiangjun grow up with Bai Zhongyu, and in the end, could only watch the members of the Bai Family die one by one before his eyes. He probably regretted not rebelling against Emperor Jiang Wudi sooner, perhaps then he might have managed to preserve the last seedling of the Bai Family.]
[Liang Zewen must have been in agony too. He knelt for three days and three nights in front of the Imperial City, pleading with Jiang Wen Di to send troops to save his disciple. Historical records show that before he died, his eyes were always fixed in the direction of Xiangcheng, never closing.]
[Now I finally understand why the Chen Family so venerates the Liang style!]
[So why didn’t Bai Xiangjun retreat with General Chen Ye when he went to Emperor Jiang Wudi with the command tally to rebel?]
Only this comment had a strangely uniform response below—
[Because she is a member of the Bai Family]
[Because she is a member of the Bai Family]
[Because she is a member of the Bai Family]
[Because she is a member of the Bai Family, she could die standing, but she would never desert her troops. Can you imagine? In the last battle of Xiangcheng, Chen Ye left with the elite troops to defect to Emperor Jiang Wudi, while she led eight hundred elite soldiers to fend off ten thousand enemies. None of those eight hundred… survived!] (597,155 likes)
And right at the top, a comment pinned by Jiangjing University—
[Surely no one still doesn’t know that Bai Xiangjun is the universally recognized Senior Sister of all of us at Jiangjing University, right? [Yawn]] (999,752 likes)
Bai Lian quietly looked at these comments.
There was no judgement of right or wrong; Emperor Jiang Wudi had died, which was within her expectations since she had sent Chen Ye with the command tally to Jiang Ye, aiming for Emperor Jiang Wen Di’s life.
The sun crept higher, shining painfully in people’s eyes.
Bai Lian squinted as if feeling the heat, unzipping her school uniform jacket, and her long eyelashes gently lowered. “Old… Teacher Liang, he knelt for three days and three nights?”
Her voice seemed very soft.
It took Xiaohan a moment to respond, realizing that Bai Lian was asking her.
“Yeah, he and a dozen civil officials knelt outside the palace, begging Emperor Jiang Wen Di to send troops, but Emperor Jiang Wen Di didn’t see them… Later he helped Emperor Jiang Wu Di subvert the dynasty, it’s all in the history books,” Xiaohan explained, somewhat surprised, “Bai Lian, aren’t you a liberal arts student?”
“…Ah,” Bai Lian came to her senses, seemingly with a laugh, “There’s too much to remember, I forgot that.”
Physics class.
The physics teacher was still lecturing at the front, throwing a piece of chalk in frustration at Zhang Shize, who looked sleepy, “Zhang Shize, are you planning to score zero for me in tomorrow’s joint exam?”
Zhang Shize was startled awake.
After class, the physics teacher asked Bai Lian and Ning Xiao to go to the office to get some exercise papers.
When Bai Lian went to the office, a group of teachers were discussing the joint exam for the next day.
The physics teacher began talking about Zhang Shize: “In this joint exam, Zhang Shize is definitely going to come last in physics, no doubt about it.”
“This should be the last joint exam,” Lu Lingxi said, sitting back down.
Long before this conversation, Bai Lian had heard about the joint exam from Tang Ming.
During every mid-term and final joint exam, over a hundred schools in Beicheng would participate together. It wasn’t only to measure each student’s abilities, but more importantly, Beicheng’s exams were set by those involved in setting the national college entrance exams.
Although the exams were tough, the test papers were extremely important for the students and teachers.
Xiangcheng did not have as good educational resources as Beicheng, hence they placed great importance on each joint exam.
“Why is that?” the physics teacher quickly stood up, frowning.
Lu Lingxi sighed, “There are too many county-level cities participating in each exam, and the results vary greatly from ours in Beicheng High School. They don’t want to take the exams with us.”
In simpler terms.
Beicheng High School didn’t want to join those from municipal cities and below in the game anymore.
“This time, students Ning Xiao and Chen Zhu from our school have a good chance of making it into the top fifty,” the physics teacher settled back into his chair and slowly said, “Are they planning to knock out everyone with one blow?”
“It’s useless,” Lu Lingxi was calmer than the physics teacher, “Unless someone from other schools outperforms them this time, nobody else stands a chance.”
Isn’t that a joke?
“That Song Min, he’s being compared to those monsters from Jiangjing,” the physics teacher said, exasperated. He had seen Song Min’s name in physics competitions. “Who in Beicheng could possibly surpass him?”
As the two of them were talking, they saw Bai Lian with Ning Xiao.
The physics teacher stopped talking about the topic at hand.
He handed over the problems to the two students with a smile, his voice especially gentle, “These are from the head teacher of class eight for you two. Study them well and give it your all in the test tomorrow.”
Bai Lian slowly took the problems with both hands.
Her blue and white school uniform wasn’t zipped up all the way, revealing the white shirt underneath, her eyes and eyebrows cast downward, “Thank you, teacher.”
Ning Xiao followed with thanks.
Seeing her and Ning Xiao, the physics teacher felt a little better.
“Hurry back to class,” he said warmly.
After the two left, the physics teacher watched their retreating figures and suddenly remembered something, “Teacher Yang mentioned that Bai Lian is very strong in physics, I wonder if she has a chance this time…”
He wasn’t part of the training class, so he was unaware of the level there.
Bai Lian and Ning Xiao always scored full marks in physics, but that was on Xiangcheng High School’s papers, which were not comparable to Beicheng’s.
“Clear your head,” a colleague came over, opening his cup and placing it in the physics teacher’s hand, “That Song Min is a once-in-twenty-years genius in Beicheng, don’t set unrealistic expectations for your students and put too much pressure on them.”
The physics teacher was taken aback.
“I’m just thinking,” he said, taking a sip of water, helplessly, “I didn’t say I expect Bai Lian and Ning Xiao to be like Song Min, but… it would be nice if Bai Lian could also do well in the other two subjects.”
It was clear to them that apart from physics,
Bai Lian was rather lackadaisical with the rest.
“Alas,” the physics teacher sighed again, “in my lifetime, I don’t know if I will see Xiangcheng High School become a top hundred high school, so we won’t have to live at the mercy of Beicheng’s mood.”
At these words, the other teachers in the office also fell silent.
Class fifteen.
Bai Lian took the problems back to her seat.
For the first time, she didn’t immediately work on physics problems.
Instead, she took out her copied biology notes and, after thinking for a bit, pulled out her phone to send a message to Mr. Jiang —
[Do you have biology and chemistry materials from Jiangjing?]
Mr. Jiang replied quickly: [Yes.]
Bai Lian: [Suddenly, I feel like everything is fine.]
Mr. Jiang: [Congratulations.]
Bai Lian then borrowed a biology question bank from Yang Lin.
“Sister Lian,” Zhang Shize was quite surprised as he looked at the thick stack of problems Yang Lin pulled out, “What’s gotten into you?”
Bai Lian took the question bank.
She casually flipped through the biology questions, her eyes subtly lifting as she playfully pursed her lips at Zhang Shize, “I’m preparing to live and study seriously.”
Zhang Shize: “…You mean, your study attitude hasn’t been serious enough? What am I then?”
“You’re a joke,” Weng Qi took the opportunity to tease.
Ning Xiao, sitting next to Zhang, also looked pensively at Bai Lian.
Was your previous effort not considered serious?
Bai Lian didn’t respond to them and closed her eyes slightly.
In fact, ever since she arrived here, she only saw herself as an onlooker, sometimes even doubting if this was a dream before she died.
She avoided history.
She was afraid to face history.
She lived carelessly and perfunctorily, treating life in Xiangcheng as a mission, a mission etched into her very bones.
But from today, she would confront this life head-on; she too could live for herself.
No one gave up on her, neither her soldiers nor Xiangcheng.
She thought.
The teachers knew why she had to die outside the city gates, to be the final straw that broke the back of Emperor Jiang Wen.
The Bai family’s troops would never be traitors, but as the last person of the Bai family to die for this muddled Emperor, the armies would wash the imperial city in blood.
Liang Zewen knew.
But he forgave her grave disobedience.
She thought.
It was time to make a break with the past.
Bai Lian slowly opened her eyes and turned the pages of her biology workbook.
From this moment on, the eldest sister from Jiangjing University, Liang Zewen’s most outstanding student, the indomitable heiress of the Bai family from the Great Yong Dynasty who commanded armies —
She was making her comeback.