"Are you here for Miss Baozhu?"
After waiting for a moment, Lin Yuesha did not disappoint He Xing and asked the question.
"Yes, I have always admired Baozhu. Although she is quiet most of the time, whenever I am troubled by my studies, seeing her brings me peace."
He Xing covered his heart with his hand, expressing his love. In this life, he only wanted to marry Baozhu.
At the corner of the courtyard, Jiang Baozhu stood still, having witnessed the entire process from when He Xing gave Lin Yuesha the hairpin.
In her past life, He Xing had said the same thing to her father. It was the same rhetoric, but it sounded rather ridiculous to a different person.
"But……"
Lin Yuesha was so jealous she almost choked on He Xing's hypocritical words. She saw men's sheepskin boots peeking out from the corner and figured Jiang Huai was here. She decided to create some obstacles for He Xing.
"But what?"
He Xing, waiting for Lin Yuesha to continue, hurriedly pressed for more information.
"My mother said that marriage should be between people of similar social standing."
Lin Yuesha looked completely innocent, yet she ruthlessly stabbed He Xing in the heart. Her meaning was clear: He Xing's family was worthless; what right did they have to try and climb the social ladder by marrying into a wealthy family?
He Xing: "..."
He Xing was so angry at Lin Yuesha that he almost spat out blood. He said angrily, "You're just a little girl, you don't understand. There are scholars, farmers, artisans, and merchants. Merchants are the lowest. I am a scholar and I am willing to lower myself to that level. If it were anyone else, no matter how much money they were offered, I would not want to associate with merchants!"
However, provoked by Lin Yuesha, He Xing inadvertently revealed his true feelings.
Jiang Baozhu smiled sarcastically, glancing at the dumbfounded Jiang Huai. Now, Father must finally see through He Xing's true colors!
When Jiang Huai heard that He Xing had arrived, he wanted to talk to him. He was astonished when he heard He Xing's remarks as soon as he arrived.
He Xing didn't say that to Jiang Huai. He was always grateful for the Jiang family's help, otherwise he would never have had the chance to pass the imperial examination and become a scholar!
It's difficult for students from poor families to get ahead. They don't have money, they can't even afford books, so how can they learn from the experiences of their predecessors? Scholars are all made through money, with the exception of a few exceptionally gifted individuals.
Hmph, does He Xing really think he can pass the imperial examination and become a scholar without the Jiang family's backing?
Putting everything else aside, Jiang Huai spent a lot of money to hire a famous teacher for He Xing. Doesn't He Xing remember all of this and attribute all the credit to his own talent?
How ridiculous, utterly ridiculous!
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