Chapter 419 Shen He's Delayed Entry into Sanshan Academy

It was such a painful gift, but it was worth it.

As long as his son can get to know the county master as his teacher.

From now on, the Shen family can rely on the county magistrate.

Walking across the town.

If He Chi passed the imperial examination one day, he might even become a Jinshi.

He deserves to be called an old lady.

The more Shen Zhong thought about it, the happier he became.

My mouth is about to be crooked from smiling.

"Oh, then I am relieved. However, I heard that Zhixian's only son is also in Sanshan Academy and has not yet been engaged. Otherwise, you can take Zhu'er with you tomorrow."

Duan Lian'er's eyes rolled.

Taking the news she had heard to heart, she spoke to Shen Zhong in a coquettish manner.

"What nonsense! That's a school! Not a restaurant, not a teahouse! No matter how much I love and pamper Zhu'er, I can't take her to school. Besides, Zhu'er is only eight years old, and the county magistrate's son is said to be sixteen or seventeen years old. Do you think it's possible? Don't think I don't know what you're thinking. I usually treat you as my own. Don't get involved in such a big thing."

It was a rare opportunity for Shen Zhong to slap Duan Lian'er in front of the maid.

He pushed away Duan Lian'er who was leaning on his shoulder.

He reprimanded in a stern tone.

"Grandpa, you blame me wrongly. I just want Zhu'er to broaden her horizons. How could I dare to dream that Zhu'er would be favored by the son of the county magistrate? You know, I only gave birth to a son and a daughter over the years, but Wei'an passed away early. Now, I only have Zhu'er as my child. My heart is given to you.

The rest is all given to Zhu'er. Of course I hope Chi'er is well, but I also hope our Zhu'er will be well in the future. The county magistrate has only one son. He might like Zhu'er as soon as he sees her and adopt her as his goddaughter. I heard that the county magistrate adopted a little girl from a merchant family in our town as his goddaughter, so why can't our Zhu'er do the same?"

One road is blocked.

There is another way waiting.

Duan Lian'er changed his way of saying it.

Plus she mentioned her son who died young.

Shen Zhong's heart softened all of a sudden.

"Don't cry. I know you are doing this for Zhu'er's own good. Forget it. Just take her with you. She is just a little girl. The county magistrate cannot scold her when he sees her. You must tell Zhu'er to stop making trouble and behave herself. If the county magistrate does not like her, don't offend him.

So as not to trouble He Chi, understand? Hey, I'm always out, I don't know what happened in Lianshan Town, I don't understand as well as you do. I guess you must have found out clearly, otherwise you wouldn't say it. I was too harsh just now, it's your fault, don't cry anymore."

Shen Zhong helped her wipe away her tears.

Then he hugged her slender waist.

Go back to the house.

a concubine.

He actually used the word "husband".

He had really made up his mind to make Duan Lian'er his legal wife.

His attitude towards Duan Lian'er was seen by all the servants.

From then on, they were even more respectful to Duan Lian'er.

"Cough, cough, cough, huh, tui——" In the study room in the second courtyard of the Dong family, Meng Zhili sat on the armchair, reading a book.

He cleared his throat from time to time, coughed, and always spat.

Dong Qingyi took a special spitting container and caught Meng Zhili's spit.

There was no trace of disgust on her face, but instead she looked worried.

"Why hasn't it healed yet? Didn't you ask the doctor from Lin County to see you before? He was Doctor Liu, who learned from the imperial physician. He is a very skilled doctor."

Dong Qingyi patted Meng Zhili on the back to help him calm down.

"It's better now than before. Maybe it's because I ate something sweet last night, so it got a little worse. My throat feels a little uncomfortable. Madam, bring me a cup of hot tea."

Meng Zhili touched Dong Qingyi's hand and said.

"No, it's already evening, why drink tea? Besides, you're still taking medicine, and the doctor has strictly ordered you not to drink tea. Have you forgotten?"

Dong Qingyi felt a little regretful.

Ever since her husband became the magistrate.

Not only do I go out early and come back late, but I'm always sick.

She was really afraid that one day her husband would fall ill and could not get up again.

If I had known this would happen, I would have rather not done it.

"Okay, okay, I won't drink tea. Forget it, let's go to bed early. The smell of candle smoke makes my throat feel worse."

Meng Zhili put down the book and stood up from the chair.

Then he took Dong Qingyi's hand and went to the bedroom.

"Fubao will come tomorrow. Let her check your pulse. Fubao is a very smart child. I had irregular menstruation and some pain in my lower abdomen before. After I took the medicine she prescribed, my menstruation has been normal for three months."

On the bed.

Dong Qingyi praised her daughter.

The pride in his eyes was about to overflow.

"Well, Fubao is capable and smart. Not only in medical skills, but also in knowledge, he is not inferior to those students in the academy. It's a pity that in this world, it is difficult for women. If Fubao were a man, he would definitely have a bright future. Forget it, let's not talk about this, go to bed early."

Meng Zhili always felt like there was phlegm stuck in his throat.

Breathing is a little difficult.

He didn't want to talk, but he was afraid that his wife would worry about his health.

I had to lie and say I was sleepy.

"Okay, let's go to sleep." Dong Qing closed her eyes.

Sleeping in the bed.

She turned sideways, facing Meng Zhili, and placed her left hand on his chest.

After a while, the breathing became heavy.

However, Meng Zhili's throat was a little itchy and he was afraid of disturbing Dong Qingyi.

He held it in until his face turned red, but he refused to cough.

He swallowed the phlegm in his throat forcefully.

In the end, it was so painful that I fell asleep.

When I woke up again.

It's already daybreak.

After getting dressed and washing up, the couple went to Dong Wei's courtyard and had breakfast with him.

The beginning of the Chen hour.

Shen Zhong brought his children to the gate of Sanshan School.

After the concierge informed.

Only three people were allowed in.

Passing through Sanshan Academy.

We arrived at the main hall at the entrance of the Dong family's courtyard.

The maid had already placed the tea on the left side.

Three cups in total.

Not even one cup more.

"I have met the county magistrate, Mr. Dong Shanzhang." Shen Zhong was very humble.

Although he didn't kneel, his waist was almost bent to his knees.

"I have met the county magistrate and Principal Dong." Shen Hechi also bowed and saluted.

Only Shen Zhuer raised her head and looked around.

"Zhu'er, you haven't met the county magistrate yet!" Not hearing his daughter's voice, Shen Zhong hurriedly tugged at her sleeve.

"Oh, Zhu'er has met the county magistrate." Shen Zhu'er finally reacted.

She did not kneel or bend, but looked straight at Meng Zhili.

Looks very rude.

Meng Zhili was not angry. After all, she was just a little girl, and her age was similar to his beloved goddaughter.

Just a "hmm".

Just let them sit down.

"Your name is Shen Hechi? What's your number on the list?" The Shen family's ancestral home is not in Qixi County.

Originally Meng Zhili wanted to investigate, but he was not in Chang'an Town, and the Shen family was coming today.

So I know nothing about him.

"I am not a talented student, ranking fourth on the list." Shen Hechi, who was sitting on a chair, heard Zhixian calling him.

He quickly stood up and replied.

"Not bad, not low." Seeing that he had a good appearance, a good posture, and good knowledge, Meng Zhili did not make things difficult for him. However, because of Shen Zhong's gift, he did not give him a good look.