Quick wear is not a cannon fodder

After all, there were only two papers, so Tang Zhixian finished evaluating the papers not long after.

"The second brother is slightly better, but the younger brothers and sisters also write very well." Tang Zhixian said.

What I was thinking about was that the second brother's statement about his extraordinary performance last time was indeed a lie. It was to help him out, because what he wrote this time was even better than the last time. After such a long time, An Ran and the original My personal memory is better integrated, and I have gradually become familiar with the way of writing Shiwen, so I will naturally write better.

And because An Ran promised Xiao Yue that she would try her best to write and not give in, so she did exert her best ability, and what she wrote was naturally better than what she wrote during the last inspection by Mr. Tang.

Tang Zhixian couldn't help but be moved when he saw that An Ran really said that to help him out.

Then I thought, my younger brothers and sisters, who are in the female class, can write so well. I really have to work hard and can't be proud and complacent anymore. Otherwise, I won't even be able to compare with a woman. How can I be embarrassed?

An Ran naturally didn't know what Tang Zhixian was thinking at this moment. After seeing him grade the paper, he and Xiao Yue went forward to check what the other party had done.

An Ran read the article written by Xiao Yue and couldn't help but praise: "As expected of the daughter of a great scholar, Xiao, her writing is really good."

It was clear that An Ran's writing was better than his, but she actually praised him. Xiao Yue was not so shameless to accept it, so she couldn't help but said: "You are writing better than me."

An Ran could see that her writing was indeed better than Xiao Yue, so she couldn't humbly say that she was not as good as Xiao Yue. After all, that seemed too hypocritical, but she still said disapprovingly: "That's different, I have a teacher." I’m taught every day, but you don’t have a teacher to teach you this, so you can write so well, which is much better than me.”

Moreover, she is still practicing again, which is completely different from the level of a real seventeen-year-old scholar.

Xiao Yue said: "My father taught me. He is a bachelor. He is no worse than your teacher. With such a good teacher teaching me, my writing is worse than you. Of course, you are better than me."

"Okay, you two don't belittle yourself. You write so well and are so humble. How can I be embarrassed? My writing is even worse than the two of you." Seeing that An Ran seemed to want to continue being modest, Tang Zhixian acted like this road.

As soon as Tang Zhixian said these words, An Ran and Xiao Yue couldn't help but look at each other and smile, and said no more.

After the competition between An Ran and Xiao Yue, they did not leave immediately. Instead, they drank tea with Tang Zhixian, chatted for a while, and discussed the imperial examination. Since this was also what Xiao Yue was interested in, the three of them chatted. They were all enjoying themselves, and they chatted until lunch time before the three of them dispersed.

As soon as Tang Zhixian returned, he saw Aunt Cai sitting in his yard with an ugly expression.

As soon as Tang Zhixian saw his aunt, he felt a headache.

If it had been anyone else, he would have ignored such unreasonable people, but this person happened to be his biological mother. He was brainwashed by the dynasty's ideas of loyalty, filial piety and justice. No matter how bad his biological mother was, he would not say anything harsh. I can listen to Aunt Cai's endless complaints.

Just as he thought, Aunt Cai was scolding him endlessly again.

"What's the matter with you? Getting together with that little bastard Tang Anran again? Don't you know that your aunt and I hate him? She knows that I hate him and don't want you to play with him, but you still insist on getting together with him ? How on earth is he good enough for you to go against your aunt like this? Do you have to make your aunt mad to death?" Aunt Cai said angrily.

When she thought of that little bastard Tang Anran, who had made away with nearly one hundred thousand taels of silver through this marriage, she felt heartbroken and breathless. Those were all her son's things! But her son, a fool, not only did not know any resentment, but he could still maintain a normal mind and continue talking and laughing with the little bastard who stole his money. How could she give birth to such a fool as her son?

The only consolation is that this Tang Anran doesn't know the power of Wenrou Township and insists on marrying a wife. Judging from the good relationship between him and his new wife, it seems that he is addicted to Wenrou Township. In this way, his studies will probably be wasted. She was afraid that she would definitely fail the next exam. Thinking about it made her feel a little better.

To be honest, although Tang Zhixian was brainwashed by the loyalty, filial piety and justice of this era, he was always scolded by Aunt Cai. Tang Zhixian inevitably became more and more disgusted with her aunt. At that moment, he said impatiently: "Where on earth is he?" Did he offend you? You scold him every day and forbid us from interacting with each other? Also, he is my brother, and if you call him a little bastard, where does that put me?"

When Aunt Cai heard what he said, she couldn't help being stunned for a long time. When she came to her senses, she began to take out her handkerchief, wiped away the tears that she didn't know existed, and shouted to the sky and the earth, "What evil have I done? My own son doesn’t listen to me and is disobeying me!”

Seeing her performance, Tang Zhixian left silently.

The first time he saw Aunt Cai crying like this, he was shocked and a little at a loss. But after Aunt Cai often did this later, he knew that this was just a small way for her to coerce him into agreeing. First he scolded her. If he is not tough enough, then he will be soft, yelling at the heaven and earth, crying, making trouble, and hanging himself. He has only heard of it before, but has never experienced it personally, but since his aunt did this, he knew what it meant. .

After knowing this, he became indifferent and let his aunt howl alone. After howling for a while, he would automatically stop when he realized that he would not comfort her.

He knew why his aunt didn't like his second brother.

In fact, his aunt not only disliked his second brother, she also disliked all of his father's children.

In her opinion, if there are no other children, if the father only has one son, then even if he is not the legitimate son, everything in the house will belong to her in the future - if there is only one son, everything will belong to him. Of course, what's his is his aunt's.

Although she came from a humble background, her ambitions were extremely high. It was not enough just to give birth to a son, and the son would be liked by the male master, and he would definitely live a good life when the family was separated in the future. She also coveted the entire Tang family business and wanted to take over the entire Tang family's fortune. It was best for her to monopolize the Tang family's property, so she didn't like all his brothers, because those people would compete with him for the family property in the future. Of course, one of them was as smart as him and had been admitted as a scholar, so Tang The second brother whom the eldest master liked was even more of a thorn in her side.

His heart is as high as the sky, his eyes are high but his hands are low. He is talking about people like his aunt. Over the years, he has become very clear about what kind of person his aunt is.

After knowing that his aunt had such great ambitions, Tang Zhixian could only smile bitterly. With such an extremely ambitious aunt, he really didn't know what to say.

Even the first wife of the house didn't dare to expect that. All the Tang family's property was given to the second brother. How could she, an aunt, be so bold and able to afford it?