Houfu Key Class

Just ask her directly and straightforwardly, and clearly tell her what he thinks in his heart, to ask her to open her closed heart.

Xu Wan likes this way of communication very much. She smiled and said, "Okay, I'll try my best."

Zong Zhao's pupils dilated visibly, and he stuttered to confirm, "Really?"

Xu Wan nodded and said, "Really."

It was still such a casual answer, just like she said that she could consummate the marriage, but this time it was different. He couldn't tell what was different, but it was different.

Zong Zhao's eyes shone, he looked very happy, and said repeatedly, "Okay, okay, I'll go and re-stamp it for you."

Xu Wan: "???"

What stamp?

Zong Zhao quickly wrote a new letter of guarantee, adding the agreement of not taking concubines or having a concubine on the basis of the original text, and rushed to the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Revenue.

The Ministry of Revenue was numb, and the corners of his mouth were still twitching when he stamped it.

Cai Youdao of the Zongzheng Division finished stamping, and sighed at Zong Zhao's back as he left: The tigress has become even stronger, and the general is so pitiful.

Xu Wan took a new stamp and commented with a smile: "Are you not afraid of losing face at all?"

Zong Zhao smiled: "That's not important."

"Okay, it's not important." Xu Wan seemed to understand his point. Anyway, the matter of close people is the most important, and the opinions of the outside world have no effect on him.

At night, the two lay face to face in bed, quietly without talking, but somehow, they couldn't help laughing.

Xu Wan couldn't help laughing first, and Zong Zhao also curved his eyes.

"What are you laughing at?" She asked deliberately.

"You laugh, I want to laugh too." He replied.

Xu Wan felt sweet in her heart. She looked at him quietly for a few seconds, and quickly turned her head away: "Sleep, sleep."

The next day.

After the two had breakfast, Zong Zhao told her that he was going to the Dali Temple to be busy.

Xu Wan raised her eyebrows, obviously not believing him. He went to the Dali Temple two days ago, and then moved to the military camp. His trust dropped sharply.

Zong Zhao explained: "This time, I really have something to do. I will go home at night. I was confused the past two days. I will never live outside again, really."

Seeing that he actually admitted his mistakes the past two days, Xu Wan nodded with relief and smiled: "Okay, then you go."

"Okay, send someone to call me if there is something."

"Yeah."

After dinner, Xu Wan went to the big study room to check on the children's learning progress.

Cheng Zhidong handed over the dozen poems and said with a sad face: "The children's poems and essays are really not good enough. Even if they use regular summaries to write poems, there will always be a limit. Recently, except for Jincheng, everyone is cramming the Four Books and Five Classics, hoping to cover up the defects of poems and essays. But Jincheng has a photographic memory, so he doesn't need to make up for the Four Books and Five Classics, nor does he need to make up for policy essays, so he can't make any progress now."

Xu Wan understood what Cheng Zhidong meant.

While others can still use the Four Books and Five Classics to improve, Jincheng has reached the end. If he continues like this, his ranking will be gradually surpassed, and even the Autumn Examination will be in danger.

Xu Wan began to consider whether to invite another poetry teacher, but... who should she invite? Pan Hongzhi's poetry is already very good among the candidates.

At this time, Cuizhi whispered: "Madam, the Protector of the Country is here."

Xu Wan quickly stood up: "Let's go and meet..."

Before she finished speaking, Luo Jingfeng walked in by himself.

Xu Wan: "..."

It's as free as going back to your own home, worthy of being the Protector of the Country.

He Zheng just turned around and saw Luo Jingfeng coming in. He immediately widened his eyes and looked at the next table, reminding: "Big brother, look, Luo Jingfeng is here again."

The little devil said "oh" and continued to write poetry, and replied without raising his head: "Come on if you want."

Anyway, he has reconciled with Luo Jingfeng. It would be like turning his face away to chase him away. As long as Luo Jingfeng doesn't disturb him from studying, he can still try to coexist peacefully with him.

He Zheng was shocked by Zong Jincheng's reaction. Is this still his big brother? The last time Luo Jingfeng came, he was extremely irritable and scolded Luo Jingfeng for a long time, making a lot of noise.

But the big brother now is terribly calm.

He Zheng concluded: He is worthy of being the big brother, and his temper is even stronger.

Now it is the time for the daily small test. The private teachers are not around to disturb them. Only Luo Jingfeng has no eyes and walks straight to Zong Jincheng, looking at the little boy's poetry test paper.

Who knows that this glance will make him silent directly.

Luo Jingfeng asked uncertainly: "Are you giving in to them?"

Zong Jincheng: "?!"

The kid who was scolded by Hua Shi got angry: "How could I give in to them? We are taking a quiz, a fair exam!"

"Pfft..." Xu Wan covered her head with one hand, trying to hold back her laughter.

The other teenagers turned their heads when they heard the voice, and then they found that Luo Jingfeng had come at some point, what a terrifying scene.

Luo Jingfeng frowned and said, "How can you participate in the Autumn Examination when you write such bad poems?"

The little devil pointed to the door and said, "Get out before I get angry."

Luo Jingfeng snorted and said frankly, "You are afraid of people saying that your writing is bad. What are you angry about?"

The little devil repeated "He let His Highness go" three times in his mind, took a deep breath, and said with a fake smile, "You are a military general, and your poetry writing level should not be as good as mine. Get out - foster father, you don't need to tell us about this."

With so many people here, Zong Jincheng couldn't call him uncle, but this weird foster father made Luo Jingfeng laugh.

Zong Jincheng rolled his eyes at him and reminded him: "Hurry up, hurry up, don't delay our exam."

Luo Jingfeng laughed for a long time before stopping. He mocked: "I said before that I would invite a university scholar to teach you, but you didn't want to replace Pan Hongzhi, otherwise how could you write such bad poems?"

Zong Jincheng was furious and immediately confronted him: "What's wrong with the university scholar? The university scholar hasn't studied for many years. He may not be as good as me in exams. Although Master Pan is only a juren, he is the best poet among all our masters. It's my own fault that I can't learn it. Why do you always blame others?"

Uncle and nephew They quarreled again after a disagreement, which made Luo Jingfeng a little confused: "Why are you so angry so easily? I didn't say to replace Pan Hongzhi."

Zong Jincheng rolled his eyes at him and said, "Isn't that what you mean? Don't think I can't hear it."

Luo Jingfeng chuckled and touched his big head: "Be good, since you don't want to be a university scholar, then I will find you a few teachers who are good at poetry and prose."

After saying this, Zong Jincheng was still not interested, but Xu Wan's eyes lit up. She happened to have the same idea, but those poems and prose were not easy to ask, and they were not moved by gold and silver.

Before the little devil turned his face, Xu Wan replied to Luo Jingfeng: "Then I'll have to trouble the Protector of the Country. Jincheng's recent poems and prose have indeed encountered a bottleneck. If there is guidance from famous poets and prose masters, there will be a breakthrough."

Sure enough, when Xu Wan opened her mouth, Zong Jincheng's words were held back again.

Luo Jingfeng laughed and said, "Okay, I'll do it right away."

The Duke of the Protectorate strode out the door and arranged to General Xiaofeng who was waiting outside the door: "Go and find out who is the most famous poet in the world, and invite him to teach my Cheng'er."

General Xiaofeng quickly responded: "I know this, it's Su Xi, the hermit of Yiyun. His poems express the most profound emotions. Not only does he often speak for the lower-class people, but he also boldly insults the officials of the dynasty. But he has a strange temper, loves to live in seclusion, and doesn't like the disputes in the capital. Many dignitaries can't invite him."

Luo Jingfeng nodded and said, "Then it's him, find him and invite him back to me."

"Yes." General Xiaofeng quickly went out and arranged to the guards outside, "Go and catch Su Xi, the hermit of Yiyun."

Guards: "?!"

Don't you even need to try to invite someone first?