The subtext of the stars is that your Qingfeng brother is so sickly that he may not be able to participate in the scientific expedition in a few years, and even if he goes in, he may not come out alive.
"Shut up, don't talk nonsense. Brother Qingfeng's residual poison has been cured, and his body will recover quickly. He will definitely be stronger than your brothers then. Besides, it doesn't matter if he doesn't participate in the imperial examination. Uncle Tie is an official in the court. When he retires, Brother Qingfeng can benefit from the court's favor." Song Jiao raised her chin, looking very proud.
These words indeed startled the two little girls. Xingxing looked at Zhou Dafu and Zhou Zhoufu with her eyes and asked, "What does Mengyin mean?"
Zhou Sanfu's eyes flickered, and he walked over and whispered in Xingxing's ear what Mengyin represented.
The stars are furious.
"...My brothers will definitely be higher-ranking officials than your Qingfeng brother in the future. Just you wait and see. What's so great about people who get official positions because of their parents? They're not impressive at all," Xingxing concluded.
The three girls argued for a full half hour, until their mouths were dry and their throats were hoarse. All three of them deeply felt that arguing was a really tiring thing.
The servants of the Song family dared not step forward to help, and the guards of the Tie family all hid in the shadows. As long as the young master was not in danger, they could not interfere in the children's affairs, especially not in matters of quarreling.
"What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and bring me some chilled plum juice. I'm dying of thirst, I want some now!" Song Jiao sat on the stone bench under the shade of the tree, turning her face away from Xingxing and the others.
Xingxing and Ruru ran over hand in hand and sat on the other side. Xingxing looked at the maid of the Song family and said, "We are thirsty too, we want to drink plum juice."
The maid was actually from the Tie family. She looked at Tie Qingfeng, who nodded slightly, indicating that she should bring up more plum juice.
Although the three little girls' argument was quite inexplicable, revolving entirely around him and the five Fu brothers—praising them one moment and belittling the next—they seemed to be enjoying themselves. However, the brothers listening in were thoroughly exasperated, their temples throbbing with bulging veins.
Why are the three girls arguing, but they are the ones being scolded?
It's really confusing.
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