Houfu Key Class

Xu Wan was so embarrassed that she kept scratching her head.

Jin Cheng had a personality that made him lose his temper. She had tried her best to guide him to develop his strengths according to his personality, but this little progress was like a drop in the bucket, and in Su Xi's eyes, it was just a show of skill before an expert.

She said sincerely: "Two and a half years ago, Jin Cheng couldn't read a single word, and couldn't even write his own name. But he was smart, hardworking, and studious, so he mastered all the courses except poetry and prose very well in such a short period of time. Now that the Autumn Examination is approaching, his poetry and prose have not been able to make a breakthrough. We really have no choice but to ask the teacher to come and teach him."

Su Xi really couldn't understand: "Autumn Examination, Autumn Examination... You people here are really weird. You are doing it all for the imperial examination. The purpose is not pure. How can you write good poems?"

Xu Wan reminded weakly : "Mr., you once participated in the Autumn Examination and entered the official career..." When you are arguing with others, think about yourself...

Su Xi naturally continued: "So I couldn't write good poems after entering the official career. People in the officialdom are too petty. If I wrote poems to scold them, I would be demoted. I was so angry that I finally resigned from my post and ran away. I found a place where no one was around to write poems, specifically scolding those old bastards. As expected, you see, haha, people are free from constraints, they can scold as much as they want, and their poems will naturally become popular."

Xu Wan: "..." It seems to make sense.

Su Xi snorted and said, "Since you dare to let me teach those kids, then let me teach them for this month, otherwise I can't do anything. After all, you know that writing poetry is something that needs to be free and spontaneous, otherwise how can you create with all the rules and regulations?"

Xu Wan understood what he said. Art does need a free atmosphere. She smiled and replied, "Don't worry, sir, I will do my best to cooperate with you. If you need anything, just ask."

Su Xi was very satisfied: "You are easy to talk to. Let's see how they perform. Ask those kids to come to the big study room at the hour of Mao tomorrow to learn to write poetry."

Xu Wan asked, "The beginning of the hour of Mao? Is this too early? They usually get up at the hour of Chen. Children of this age need to sleep more to help them grow."

At their age, it is a little early to raise them from seven to five, and Xu Wan is a little reluctant.

Su Xi asked back: "Then I'll listen to you?"

Xu Wan realized that something was wrong and immediately changed her words: "Change, change, change, listen to the master, I'll go and tell them now." The impact of getting up early for a month will not be too great. She asked them to go to bed early at night and make up for it after the autumn examination.

"That's about right." Su Xi started to eat the pancake again. When he turned his head, he didn't notice that he saw Zong Jincheng's poem again. He took it away with disdain.

After Xu Wan and Su Xi finished talking, they asked someone to send him back to his room to rest. Because Mr. Su had a lot of quirks, the silk quilt in the mansion was also replaced with pure cotton for him, but Su Xi still complained that it was too luxurious.

It was already late when the old master was settled. The children fell asleep one after another. Xu Wan asked someone to send a message to the servants in their respective courtyards to wake them up at dawn tomorrow.

When she returned to her room, Zong Zhao was sitting at the desk reading a book. When he saw her come back, he looked up and asked, "Are you done?"

Xu Wan smiled and said, "Yes, I just settled Mr. Su. He has a weird temper and many demands. He quarreled with Jin Cheng today. I think I will be busy in the next month."

"Why did they quarrel?" Zong Zhao asked, "What did you talk about today?"

Xu Wan thought for a while and said, "Mr. Su was forced to come by Luo Jingfeng. He was unhappy, so he asked the children to write poems for an afternoon, all to scold Luo Jingfeng."

Zong Zhao was silent for a moment and replied, "Then I remind Luo Jingfeng not to come to the house recently, so as not to be scolded by Mr. Su in person."

Xu Wan was amused by him: "Haha, that makes sense..."

The next morning, Mao time.

The young men who were immersed in their beautiful dreams were all awakened by the servants: "Master, it's time to get up and go to the study."

"Ah?" The five young men stood up from their beds, each more confused than the other, with a sense of déjà vu of who I am, where I am, and what I am going to do.

Zong Jincheng yawned and looked outside. It was not even bright yet. He rubbed his eyes and asked, "Is it cloudy today?"

Shunzi said weakly, "No, it's only the hour of Mao now."

The little devil was instantly awakened by anger. He looked at Shunzi in disbelief and said, "Then why are you waking me up at this time? Don't I have to sleep until the hour of Chen?"

Shunzi said aggrievedly, "I just received a message from the lady last night, saying that we have to get up at the hour of Mao today. Mr. Su and his lady are already waiting in the study."

"Mother?" Zong Jincheng jumped off the bed immediately when he heard that it was Xu Wan's intention. He dressed and washed up quickly, and ran to the study after finishing.

All five people came hurriedly. Their appearance was fine, but they were all confused and looked like they were suddenly awakened.

"Good morning, useless poets." Su Xi greeted them like a devil.

The teenagers who were instantly energetic: "!!!"

Damn, who would be suddenly called useless just after waking up?

But the one who was scolding was Su Xi, a great poet of the time, and Xu Wan was sitting next to him, so no one dared to make trouble. The five boys looked sad and said in silence: "Good morning, sir."

Su Xi always got up at this time. At this moment, he said with full energy: "Tsk, look at this weak appearance, he is really worthy of being the young master of a wealthy family. He can't carry anything on his shoulders or hands, so he can only hold a pen and write a few limericks for fun."

The little devil who was called out immediately glared at Su Xi: This weird old man, he started to blame others again!

Su Xi commanded: "Come on, useless people, do some work first to cheer yourself up."

The five young boys didn't know what he was going to do, but soon the servants came with hoes.

"???" The five boys looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

Aren't you here to learn how to write poetry?

Why are you using hoes?

Su Xi sent someone to put a hoe in each person's hand, and as if it was a matter of course, he gave an order: "Your task this morning is to shovel out all the flowers in this yard."

They were standing in the yard of the big study.

In the yard of the big study in the two-story building, in addition to a small pavilion, there was also a small garden with a wide variety of flowers and plants. In summer, when flowers are in full bloom, the small garden is very beautiful.

Zong Wenxiu was the most reluctant to waste things, so he asked first: "Sir, these flowers are in full bloom now, why do you want to dig them out?"

Su Xi smiled and said: "Because I love to eat water spinach, I want to grow some vegetables to eat."

"Water spinach?" Zong Wenxiu was confused. This kind of vegetable can be found everywhere and is very, very cheap, but Su Xi wants to dig up the flowers in the yard to grow vegetables. It's too wasteful.

Wei Xinglu also knows those flowers. He pointed out directly: "These flowers are very expensive, and water spinach is not worth it. If you want to eat it, just ask the kitchen to go out and buy it."

Shen Yibai nodded and said: "Yes, it's not worth it."

Several teenagers expressed their opinions one after another, and they all thought that water spinach was not worth digging up the flowers. When it comes to the issue of trade-offs, they all know who is big and who is small, which is also a major reason why they can write good policy papers.