Ye Qiu Shuang handed over the exquisite small box containing concealer.
Mr. Yang hesitated for a moment and then accepted it for the time being.
Ye Qiu Shuang saw the old man out. In the room, Shen Wei slowly took a sip of osmanthus tea, and the faint fragrance of osmanthus spread in her mouth.
“Master, what if Dr. Yang is still unwilling to teach Master Shen?” Madam Rong was still worried.
Shen Wei smiled and said, “Don’t worry, he will definitely be Shen Xiuming’s teacher.”
The reason is very simple, because the Shen family is really poor and has no one to rely on. When Yang Xuanji went to the Confucian Temple, he saw an old mother working hard and a student studying diligently.
In other words, Shen Xiuming is the former Yang Xuanji. Seeing Shen Xiuming, who had the same experience as himself, Yang Xuanji would definitely teach him everything he knew.
She did everything she could for her brother.
Do your best and leave the rest to fate. If Shen Xiuming still fails the exam, then Shen Wei can only give up on him temporarily and find another way out.
Shen Wei helped Madam Rong and slowly stood up. She was more than four months pregnant and her belly was beginning to show, so Shen Wei walked very carefully.
Shen Wei glanced at the clear sky and said, "Go to Wangfeng Cloth Shop and buy two pieces of good cloth and some sheepskin."
Autumn has arrived, and it's time to make autumn clothes for King Yan and buy him a new pair of boots to show her omnipresent love.
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The wheels rolled over the muddy road, and the carriage swayed as it sped towards the Confucian Temple in the suburbs of Beijing. Inside the carriage, Mr. Yang was holding a box of concealer in his hand, looking worried.
The carriage stopped outside the Confucian Temple.
Yang Xuanji lifted the curtain of the carriage and told the round-faced servant: "Qinghe, go to the nearby area and ask the farmers about Shen Xiuming's situation. I will go to the Confucian Temple alone to meet this young man."
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