There was no separate study at home, and it was not convenient for Chen Yanan to enter the bedroom, so they could only stay in the outer room.

Chen Yan'an took out the book and spread it on the table. Qin Zhao first asked him to recite the previous paragraph, and then asked about the progress of the private school classes.

As expected, after not seeing each other for a few days, Chen Yanan had fallen behind in his studies.

Chen Yanan was not very talented and could not grasp the learning method immediately, so he could only ask Qin Zhao to explain it to him bit by bit.

What they are talking about today is still the book "Shangshu Zhengyi".

The writing style of this book is obscure. These ancient texts sounded like heavenly books to Jing Li, and he didn't understand a single word.

He simply gave up the intention of learning and lay on the table in a daze.

Qin Zhao didn't have this book at home, but he was extremely familiar with it. No matter what Chen Yan'an asked, he could quickly recall it and give an answer. His proficiency even made Jing Li wonder if he had compiled the book.

Jing Li was bored as he flipped through Chen Yan'an's textbook. Qin Zhao glanced at him and suddenly said in a calm voice, "Stop here for now. Organize the previous chapters and memorize them. I'll give you a test in half an hour."

Chen Yanan: “???”

Does this person have to be so cruel?

Facing the other party's incredulous eyes, Qin Zhao said: "If you want to learn from me, you must listen to me, otherwise please go back."

"No, no, no, I'll carry it on my back. I'll carry it on my back."

Qin Zhao said, "Go outside and carry it."

"I understand..." Chen Yan'an responded and obediently moved the stool out of the house.

Qin Zhao retracted his gaze and looked down at Jing Li: "You want to learn too?"

Jing Li hummed, and said, "I don't really want to learn these things. I just want to learn some words."

He had no intention of taking the imperial examination, but after all, living in this era, illiteracy was indeed a big problem.

Jing Li asked, "Can you teach me how to read?"

Qin Zhao nodded: "Okay."

He took some rough paper and ink from the bedroom, spread them out in front of Jing Li, and without sitting down, he dipped the ink in the paper and wrote two words.

Qin Zhao's writing style is vigorous and powerful, his strokes are crisp and clear, and there is a sharp edge within, which is quite different from his own personality.

Qin Zhao said: "This is my name."

"It's so complicated..." Jing Li blinked and once again felt the benefits of promoting simplified Chinese characters.

Even a name has so many strokes. If you take the imperial examination, you will probably have to rely not only on your knowledge but also on your hand speed.

"It's okay, I'll teach you." Qin Zhao handed the brush to Jing Li, bent down slightly, and held his hand.

Jing Li: “!”

Jing Li was rarely so close to Qin Zhao when he was fully awake. Although he would occasionally wake up in the middle of the night and find himself in the other's arms, he would always sneak out while the other person was still asleep.

After knowing that Qin Zhao liked men, he became even more determined not to sleep with Qin Zhao anymore.

Otherwise, what if Qin Zhao misunderstands me?

Misunderstanding... It's nothing, I just don't want to be hated by him.

Qin Zhao held Jing Li's hand and began to draw on the paper, but Jing Li couldn't concentrate at all and couldn't help but look up at him secretly.

Qin Zhao looked different from usual at this angle. He was slightly bent over, with a strand of hair hanging down from his forehead, the ends of which swayed slightly with his movements, as if tickling his heart.

Qin Zhao supported the table with one hand and held Jing Li's hand with the other, as if holding him tightly in his arms. The medicinal fragrance from Qin Zhao filled Jing Li's nose. He secretly took a sip. Qin Zhao had already finished writing the two words while holding his hand.