Chapter 440: The Dark Moonlight Ex-wife of the Number One Scholar 08

The old man said with a smile: "Okay, then I won't bother you. I will send him over at noon tomorrow."

After that, the old man took Goudan away. As he left, he warned Goudan: "I tell you, if you don't study hard with Han Xiucai, I won't let you off easily."

Although the old man's words sounded harsh, his eyes revealed his deep love and expectations for his grandson.

Goudan started his journey of learning to read and write in the Han family, but he was not happy at all.

While his friends were playing outside, he would go to Han's house as soon as he got up every day and stay there for the whole morning.

He wanted to chase and play with his friends, play hide-and-seek with his friends, and skip stones in the river with his friends.

Han Ziwen's eyes fell on the scribbled paper on the table, his brows furrowed into the shape of the Chinese character "川". "I asked you to practice calligraphy, and you drew a turtle on the paper?"

Goudan lowered his head even lower, bit his lips, and twisted his little hands nervously together, as if expressing his protest in this way.

Han Ziwen said with a sullen face, "You don't have to come tomorrow."

"Really?" Goudan's eyes flashed with surprise, but were quickly covered by worry and disappointment. "But my grandfather will definitely force me to come."

Han Ziwen put his hands behind his back and said seriously, "You show up here first, then you can go out and play. I won't tell your grandfather."

Goudan couldn't help but grin, "You are such a good person!"

Shen Xinran was lying on the rocking chair in the yard. When she heard the words "good man", she raised her head and glanced at Goudan.

Then, a playful smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, because she didn't believe that Han Ziwen would let Goudan go so easily.

However, Shen Xinran did not take this matter to heart. He lowered his head and continued watching "Swordsman".

She pasted a piece of rice paper on the cover of "Swordsman" so that no one would know what she was reading.

With her hard work day and night, she had already read the third volume, and then she discovered that the author of this book was also a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Because his choice of words and sentences is extremely neat, and the distance between paragraphs is always just right. But his writing is also extremely passionate, which shows that the author himself is a very divided person.

The next morning, Yue Hongying was cleaning the yard when she found Goudan missing. She asked Shen Xinran, "Where did Goudan go?"

Shen Xinran smiled and said, "He should be out playing with friends."

Yue Hongying frowned and glanced at Han Ziwen who was still practicing calligraphy in the study, but still said nothing.

It wasn't until the morning of the third day that Han Ziwen finally stood up and came out of the room. "Come with me to the river."

Although he didn't mention her name directly, Shen Xinran knew that he was talking to her. So she put down the book in her hand and stood up.

The breeze by the river was slightly cool, and the sun shone on the sparkling water.

Goudan was having a lot of fun with a group of friends. They were competing in skipping stones, and the stones were jumping on the water, splashing a string of water.

At this moment, Goudan caught a glimpse of Han Ziwen. His heart sank, "Oh no! They're here to arrest me."

He looked around, quickly hid behind his friends, and whispered nervously, "Shh, don't tell anyone I'm here."

Han Ziwen and Shen Xinran walked side by side by the river. He smiled and said, "It feels good not to have to go to class."

Shen Xinran understood Han Ziwen's intention, and she cooperated and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Han Ziwen glanced at where Goudan was hiding and explained, "Think about it, Goudan's grandfather has already given me Shu Xiu. If Goudan doesn't come to class, I'll be relieved!"

Shen Xinran nodded, "That's right. I really hope Goudan won't come to class forever."

When Goudan heard this, his eyes turned red with anger. He jumped out from behind his friends and shouted at Han Ziwen, "So you guys are cheating my grandfather out of his money! Give my grandfather's money back to me!"

Han Ziwen seemed particularly calm. He put his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Your grandfather gave me the money, and I promised to teach you for two months. If you don't study on your own, it's none of my business."

Goudan's face was full of dissatisfaction. "Who said I won't learn anymore? I'll come and learn tomorrow."

Han Ziwen responded calmly, "You're the one who said you couldn't come, and you're the one who said you wanted to come. If I had to obey you on everything, I'd lose face."

Goudan frowned, "So what do you want?"

Han Ziwen said seriously, "I have to be frank. I'm very busy every day and don't have time to play with you. Now that you're here, you have to study hard. If you can't complete the task I assigned you, you'll have to be spanked."

Goudan was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

Shen Xinran stood aside, shook his head, and looked at Goudan with a hint of pity. The male protagonist was going to be a powerful official in the future, so who could outsmart him in playing tricks?

On the first day that Goudan learned to read again, there was a hint of tension in the air. He stood in front of Han Ziwen with his hands behind his back, his head lowered, and did not dare to say a word.

Han Ziwen sat on a chair, the sunlight shining on him, adding a touch of solemnity to his expression. "I taught you the Three Character Classic last time. You should memorize it first."

Goudan's face wrinkled into a ball, and he muttered, "I still have to carry it on my back!"

Han Ziwen's voice was calm, yet it carried a hint of command that left no room for doubt. "Why else would you come to me?"

Goudan had no choice but to start reciting, but he hadn't studied seriously in the past two days. He only recited "Man is born good," and he couldn't remember what came after that.

Han Ziwen frowned, "I'll teach you one last time. If you still can't recite it by tomorrow, I'll slap you on the palm for every word you make a mistake."

Goudan nodded repeatedly, "Okay."

Han Ziwen stood up and began the class: "When people are born, their nature is good. Natures are similar, but habits make them different. If you don't teach, nature will change. The way to teach is to be specialized..."

The next morning, Goudan came very early. There were faint dark circles under his eyes, but his eyes were exceptionally bright.

You know, he recited the Three Character Classic all night last night.

So, when Han Ziwen asked him to recite the Three Character Classic, he raised his chin and blurted out: "When a person is born, his nature is good. Natures are similar, but habits make them different... If jade is not polished, it will not become a useful tool. If a person does not learn, he will not know righteousness—"

Until the last sentence, Goudan was suddenly stuck. His brows were furrowed and he slapped his head, almost crying in anxiety. What was going to come next?

Chen Xinran, who was standing by, looked at Goudan's anxious expression, sighed, and gently reminded him, "As a son, you are still young. Be close to your teachers and friends, and learn etiquette."

She didn't know how to recite the Three Character Classic at first, but after listening to Goudan recite it for the whole morning yesterday, she was able to recite it.