Song Ruier didn't want to deal with them anymore: "I'm going to study. You can decide what to do yourselves."
However, his train of thought was disrupted and became chaotic, making it impossible for him to concentrate on reading for even a short time.
Song Ruier suddenly grabbed the paper and book, almost tearing them to shreds, his face contorted in pain, but he managed to restrain himself.
He can't let these cockroaches and rats ruin his future.
Song Dujuan decided to stay in this courtyard. It would be better for Song Ruier to be under her watchful eye, and the second wife would stay with her.
Song Fusheng then led the people from the eldest branch of the family to another courtyard.
This was Song Dujuan's arrangement, so that each side would have a central figure.
They knew perfectly well that Song Ruier was no good person and had to be on guard.
The study door opened, and Song Dujuan walked in.
"What are you doing here?" Song Ruier felt extremely disgusted with Song Dujuan.
Of this family, Song Dujuan is the most cunning; she's the one who takes the lead and comes up with ideas for many things.
“Cousin, why do you have such a big problem with me?” Song Dujuan frowned.
"I'm just thinking about the whole family, wanting everyone to live a better life, and also wanting you to be able to fulfill your filial duties."
Song Ruier took a deep breath.
“I also want to learn. In the countryside, it’s not very useful for a girl to be literate and able to read, but it’s different in Beijing,” Song Dujuan said.
"So I've come to tell you that I want to read these books of yours, and I want to use these writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstones. The more learned people there are in the family, the more prosperous and glorious our family will become."
Song Ruier's scalp tingled. Not wanting to get entangled with Song Dujuan any longer, he pointed to a bookshelf.
"You should take a look at those books. These books and notes of mine are for preparing for the imperial examination. Don't touch them."
Song Dujuan picked out a few books, prepared writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, and took them out.
Reading is truly one of the best things in the world. Qiao Lian'er got to where she is today through reading, and she should read more.
One day, she might become a county princess, a county princess, or a princess.
At the very least, with enough education, she could find a decent family to marry into.
Song Dujuan glanced at the Song family members in the courtyard, pursed her lips, and looked away.
They've already settled down, yet they don't go out to find work; they just wait to be supported and rely on her.
Not to mention Qiao Lian'er, Song Rui'er also felt disgusted by this family.
The Song family has become entangled with Song Ruier. Since they are living under the same roof, Song Ruier is unhappy but can only endure it.
Qiao Lian'er finally got some peace and quiet.
In the blink of an eye, the time for the palace examination is approaching.
Pei Shijiu said, "If Song Ruier gets a good position, I wonder what kind of trouble she'll cause."
“He poses no threat to me,” Qiao Lian’er said.
Let's talk about someone with a crippled right hand. I'm afraid the emperor would find it difficult to entrust him with important responsibilities.
"Less trouble is always a good thing."
Qiao Lian'er: "What do you want to do?"
"Leave this to me." Pei Shijiu said mysteriously.
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