I handed over the system in a hurry

These questions of his were customary for Sang Qi's examination.

How good is Sancho?

A few days ago, I was still reading some basic books for children. Even if I made rapid progress in the past few days, how could I possibly catch up with Sang Qi?

"Ahem," Sang Yunli coughed twice in embarrassment to cover up his negligence as a father. "In that case, I'll give you a test that's less difficult as a father."

As he spoke, Sang Yunli recalled what Sang Qi had taken in the school exams when he was seven or eight years old, and asked Sancho in a straight-forward manner.

This time Sancho was able to answer. Although he stumbled a bit, compared to his previous lack of knowledge and skills, he could indeed be said to have made rapid progress.

Sang Yunli nodded with satisfaction, "Yes, I can see that you have indeed worked hard during this time."

The progress is a bit slow, but as for boys, late bloomers do happen. As long as you are willing to make progress, you can always be there, and you may not be unable to become a great talent.

What's more, Sancho is only about to be seventeen years old.

"I don't dare to be praised by my father. My son is still far behind."

Sancho's timely modesty undoubtedly made Sang Yunli more satisfied.

"Your handwriting is excellent. Take this Fangcheng Ni Inkstone and don't let down your father's expectations of you."

As a director of the Imperial College, Sang Yunli was well versed in the art of teaching. Teaching children is closely related to teaching, and both pay attention to rewards and punishments.

When children perform well, they must be rewarded, so as to mobilize their enthusiasm.

Sancho's eyes suddenly lit up when he heard Cheng Ni Yan.

Chengni Inkstone, one of the four famous inkstones, is a good thing and valuable.

It just so happens that she is short of money now.

Decisively accepting Sang Yunli's Chengni Inkstone, "My son will definitely live up to his father's expectations."

Then Sancho sold the Chengni Inkstone to Lu Yuncheng.

Lu Yuncheng, a well-known and powerful second-generation rich man in the Imperial College.

Guanwu Houfu made a fortune on horseback, so how could his family's financial resources be so thin? In addition, Lu Yuncheng's sister-in-law is the legitimate daughter of the household servant's family, and she has a good way of making money, so that Lu Yuncheng has never been short of money since he was a child.

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Sancho sold a pure mud inkstone for eight hundred taels, and both the buyer and the seller were very satisfied.

As for why Lu Yuncheng, a poor student, still bought such a good Chengni inkstone, Lu Yuncheng himself said this.

"A good inkstone will allow me to write more frequently. If I write more frequently, will my knowledge increase accordingly?"

Sancho nodded, "I understand, poor students have more stationery."

Lu Yuncheng was unconvinced, "Just watch, young master, I will definitely use this square Chengni Inkstone to rank first in our class with you."

Then Lu Yuncheng was still sleeping in the afternoon.

With these eight hundred taels in his arms, Sancho found several other ways to make money for himself.

And he took Lu Yuncheng with him.

At the expense of helping Lu Yuncheng circle the test points for the next exam, she allowed Lu Yuncheng to temporarily record those businesses in Lu Yuncheng's name.

Although Lu Yuncheng was not good at studies, he was born in the Hou family and had the necessary education and intelligence. Therefore, he did not ask Sancho why he wanted to temporarily put these businesses in his name, but just patted his chest and promised: "You

Don't worry, no one without a good eye dares to touch my property, not even the prince."

Sancho frowned: "Be careful what you say."

How dare you say such treasonous things.

That is to say, the imperial court is at peace now, and Guanwuhou's mansion has been idle for a long time. Otherwise, Lu Yuncheng's words could lead to death.

Lu Yuncheng waved his hands indifferently, "I'm not stupid, so I'll just tell you this."

Sancho looked at him: "How did you know that walls don't have ears?"

Lu Yuncheng smiled and said, "Do you know if the partition wall has ears? You have been practicing martial arts for more than ten years as a young master. It's all in vain."

Yes, although Lu Yuncheng is not good at studying, his martial arts is not bad.

I get up early every day to practice martial arts and never slack off for a day.

"Okay, stop worrying about these things. Come on, I'll invite you to Chunfeng Tower for a drink."

Taking Lu Yuncheng's hand away with skill, Sancho refused and said, "I don't have time, I want to go back to study."

Lu Yuncheng said with a bitter face, "Why are you becoming more and more boring? You spend the whole day either reading or studying."

That being said, Lu Yuncheng still did not continue to drag Sancho to Chunfeng Tower, and added: "But I like you more now."

Although Sancho often slept with him in the past, he seemed a little gloomy and not as cheerful as he is now.

Compared with the previous Sancho, the current bright and motivated Sancho is more attractive to him.

Sancho's expression remained unchanged and he ignored Lu Yuncheng's words. He waved the folding fan lightly in his hand, leaving only Lu Yuncheng's thin back.

After returning home, Sancho was stopped by Aunt Zhong as soon as he stepped into the courtyard.

"Master, madam, please come over."

Sancho turned around and followed Aunt Zhong to Tu Wanyun's place.

Tu Wanyun was asking the maid to paint her nails. When she saw Sancho coming, she stopped painting her nails and hurriedly waved to Sancho. Those who didn't know thought that the two of them had a deep love for each other as mother and son.

But in fact, Tu Wanyun called Sancho over just to ask Sancho about Sang Yunli.

"I heard that your father often tests your homework recently?"

Sancho nodded and met Tu Wanyun's expectant eyes, "That's what happened."

Perhaps realizing that she was a little too eager, Tu Wanyun straightened her body and asked, "How about your recent homework?"

"Alright."

Sancho answered whatever Tu Wanyun asked, neither saying much nor asking many questions, forcing Tu Wanyun to take the initiative to reveal the purpose of calling her here today.

"I see that your dad is very diligent in taking exams for you today. You are tired from studying and going back and forth every day, which also wastes your time in studying. Why don't you let your dad go to your study to take exams for you?"

After saying that, Tu Wanyun glanced at Sancho without any trace and asked her: "What do you think?"

Sancho smiled and said, "Of course this is good, then I'll bother you to go talk to my father."

Tu Wanyun's eyes widened and she blurted out: "I'll tell you? I'll tell you how your father can agree!"

Sancho spread his hands and said, "Look what mother said, even if you go and tell your father, he won't agree. But if your son goes to tell you, your father will agree?"

"Isn't your father very satisfied with you recently? He often praises you as the governor for being sensible and making great progress. If you tell him, he will definitely agree."

Sancho raised his head slightly and looked at Tu Wanyun with a half-smile, "Mother has been paying close attention to her son recently."

Even Sang Yunli praised him for knowing everything.

Being looked at by Sancho like this, Tu Wanyun felt even more uncomfortable. She rolled her eyes, not daring to look at Sancho, and said forcefully: "Didn't you complain that the blame mother didn't care enough about you a few days ago? Why am I here today?"

I care about you, but you still tease my mother."

After staring at Tu Wanyun for a while, before Tu Wanyun was about to become angry and angry, Sancho said: "Mother should know whether she cares about her son or pays attention to her father's movements."

After a pause, Sancho continued: "My son is no longer the child who yearned for mother's charity and some care more than ten years ago. If mother wants to compete with the Meng family, she might as well think of more ways to count on her son. I'm afraid.

It’s going to be disappointing.”

"My son still has some homework to finish, so I won't chat with my mother any more." After saying this, Sancho bowed and turned to leave, ignoring Tu Wanyun's pale and red face.

(End of chapter)