Houfu Key Class

"Yes."

Xu Wan gave a thumbs up: "Good medical skills!"

Zong Jincheng slept until dark.

He got up from the bed and stretched, closing his eyes and shouting: "Shunzi, I'm hungry!"

"Here comes the young master, and the food will be served soon!"

Zong Jincheng yawned and asked: "What time is it now?"

"Just now at midnight, the lights in the lady's courtyard were turned off."

"Oh, she went to bed really early." Zong Jincheng was served by Buyan to wash and eat, and he grabbed two buns and ate them first.

When he felt less hungry, he suddenly thought of another question, "Has Zong Wenxiu slept?"

Shunzi said, "No, Master Xiu always goes to bed after midnight."

"Ah?" Zong Jincheng frowned and said, "Sleeping so late and getting up so early, isn't he uncomfortable? Is he still reading?"

Shunzi replied, "Yes, Master Xiu has been doing this every day since he returned to the Marquis' Mansion."

My son has been studying with Master Xiu for three months, but he just remembered to ask him what time he went to bed. He really doesn't care about other people's lives at all.

Shunzi, like him, likes to listen to other people's gossip. There is no secret or important matter in the whole Marquis' Mansion that he doesn't know.

After hearing this, Zong Jincheng remembered the scene he saw outside the wall of Qin Mansion in the early morning.

Will Qin Ye also be reading at night like Zong Wenxiu?

When he thought of this, Zong Jincheng felt uncomfortable all over, but he couldn't tell where he was uncomfortable.

If Xu Wan knew, she would definitely tell him accurately: "Congratulations, kid, you've been caught."

The third bun in his hand began to smell less fragrant, Zong Jincheng picked up a bowl of chicken soup and drank it in a hurry, then grabbed a handful of peeled lychees and ran out.

The candle in Zong Wenxiu's room was about to burn out, and the servant who served him next to him came over to replace it with a new one, and the dim room was bright again.

The little devil stood outside his window and ate lychees, and didn't go in.

The windows in the room were closed, and outside the window could only see the swaying shadow of the candlelight, and Zong Wenxiu's movements of turning books and writing.

The little devil spit out lychee pits while watching, and soon they rolled all over the ground. Anyway, someone cleaned the yard every day, so Shunzi didn't care about it.

Zong Jincheng asked curiously: "Shunzi, how long do you think it will take for him to catch up with Qin Ye's progress?"

Shunzi was asked.

This question was asked, and he couldn't answer it.

Seeing this, Zong Jincheng immediately said with a straight face: "Just tell the truth."

Shunzi wanted to tell the truth, but the truth was really unpleasant to hear, "I think that Master Xiu will never catch up with Qin Ye's progress..."

"What did you say?!" Zong Jincheng was immediately annoyed and kicked him on the leg, "Why are you here to boost others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige? Who are you from?"

Shunzi covered his legs and cried, and was threatened by the little devil's eyes to speak softly, so he wailed in a low voice: "You asked me to tell the truth..."

Zong Jincheng wanted to kick him again, but seeing Shunzi hugging his legs subconsciously, he stopped and asked: "How can you not catch up? Zong Wenxiu is two years older than Qin Ye!"

Shunzi sighed and said: "Studying has nothing to do with age. Some people can pass the imperial examination in their teens, and some people can still pass the imperial examination in their eighties. It's a Tongsheng."

"What is a Tongsheng?"

"It's a title two levels lower than a Juren, and it's also the lowest level in the imperial examination."

"Oh... Zong Wenxiu worked so hard but couldn't surpass Qin Ye?"

Shunzi reminded: "Mr. Qin Ye also worked hard."

Zong Jincheng was puzzled: "Zong Wenxiu studied so that he could have many career paths in the future, so why did Qin Ye? Isn't he the eldest son of the family? His father is still young, and the current fifth-rank official is not too low."

Shunzi thought for a while and said: "Maybe he wants to follow in his father's footsteps. When Qin Ye was two years old, his father passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar. I guess he often saw his father studying hard when he was young."

"Follow in his father's footsteps..." Zong Jincheng murmured, "My father passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar in both civil and military affairs at the age of fifteen, which is much better than Qin Ye's father."

Shunzi nodded.

Zong Jincheng looked up at the sky: "It seems that I am the only one who can compete with Qin Ye for the position of the top scholar."

Shunzi: "?"

Zong Jincheng continued: "This family cannot do without me."

Shunzi: "???"

Zong Jincheng turned back: "Let's go, and work hard for the birth of the next generation of top scholars!"

Shunzi: "???"

Are you okay? Are you sleepwalking? I...

Shunzi chased after him in shock, but before he could run two steps, he seemed to step on something slippery, and he slipped out in an instant, and his buttocks kissed the ground intimately.

"Lychee... Lychee core..." Shunzi didn't wait for the cleaning the next day.

The world kissed me with pain, but I responded with songs.

Shunzi sang the sad story in the mansion doctor's room.

Zong Jincheng didn't go back to his room directly, but went to the big study room, where he hadn't been for two days, but after all, he had been studying there for three months, so he was still very clear about what books were in what position.

So he picked up a book and started reading. Buyan helped him grind ink. The little devil was concentrating on writing and didn't notice that Shunzi had gone to see the palace doctor.

The next morning.

Xu Wan stood at the door of the study, looking at the books scattered all over the room, and there were ink stains on the ground, which showed the irritability of the readers. How could he get angry while studying?

Buyan said: "The young master was sleepy when he studied until midnight, and he slept on the small couch in the inner room of the study."

Xu Wan went forward to pick up the books on the ground and looked through the contents. They were some difficult books to read. There were no homophone marks made by her in advance. Judging from the little devil's literacy, there were probably a lot of books he didn't recognize.

No wonder he got more and more annoyed the more he studied.

She turned to Cuizhi and said, "Go and ask someone to mark all the books in this room with homophones. There are also translations. Bring them to the study after they are translated. Write serial numbers on the pages of the original books and translations to facilitate Jincheng's search."

"All? These are the books of the young marquis..." Cuizhi reminded weakly, "The young marquis's things are never touched by anyone."

Xu Wan said indifferently, "Just mark them. If he minds, I will buy him new books later."

The main reason is that there are many kinds of books in the big study and they are complete. It is a bit difficult to make a room for the little devil in the same way in a short time.

Cuizhi: "..." That's fine.

After all, the lady is now the head of the marquis's mansion, listen to her.

Xu Wan arranged again: "Invite two Juren this year to come to the mansion to assist Jincheng in his studies."

"Juren?" Cuizhi said, "That is the qualification to be an official. Even the best Hanlin Academy can't invite many Juren teachers. You want two... and they have to be this year?"

Xu Wan smiled and said: "Ordinary people can't be invited, but we can."

"Ah?"

"Spend money."