Chapter 218 The Wasted Son of an Ancient Family (16)
"Ah! Changming, you're amazing! This is Mr. Qing's latest picture book, right? It was just released yesterday. I had people try to snatch it up, but they couldn't. Those people are crazy. As soon as the news broke this morning, it was all gone."
Wang Ruo clutched the picture book given to her by Song Changming tightly in her hand and exclaimed with delight.
She didn't like picture books at all.
She especially felt that those romantic themes, such as a white fox repaying a debt of gratitude or a princess in distress, were just the fantasies of poor scholars.
However, Mr. Qing's picture books do not contain themes of love and romance.
On the contrary, it has a grand world, with humans, demons, immortals and Buddhas, which is so captivating that you can't stop once you start reading.
Watch it from beginning to end!
Then, wait for the latest updates.
It's a pity I missed out on yesterday's release, but unexpectedly, I got it today as soon as I saw Song Changming.
This is a real surprise!
You could see the joy on her face.
Song Changming revealed a smug look, "You think your servants could possibly steal it? I only managed to get it by asking for favors."
"Thank you, Brother Changming!"
Wang Ruo suddenly leaned in and gently pecked Song Changming on the cheek, then turned and ran away.
Stay where you are.
Song Changming was also taken aback, then touched his face and smiled.
Cater to their preferences.
It worked!
He couldn't help but feel grateful to Mr. Qing.
Well, if we could organize a gathering and invite Mr. Qing to attend, that would definitely be even more useful.
He thought to himself.
However, he then shook his head.
That's unlikely.
Mr. Qing is too mysterious. Many important figures want to meet him but can't. What is he, a young master of a marquis's mansion?
hehe.
I guess it's some famous scholar who couldn't make a living by being a puritanical and upright person, so he had to work in the picture book industry that he originally looked down on, which is why he didn't want to show his face.
However, the story and the illustrations are truly excellent; the author is clearly someone with considerable experience.
Several names flashed through Song Changming's mind, but he shook his head and smiled.
What's the point of making such a guess?
Even if you figure out who Mr. Qing is, can you really go and visit him at his home?
The matter at hand is more important.
Wang Ruo!
He felt he had taken another step closer.
Song Changqing, you can't even protect your own marriage, what makes you think you can compete with me?
Song Changming curled his lips into a smile.
His gaze turned toward the Marquis's residence.
...
Two years have passed.
Changqing was fifteen years old when he finally lost weight.
Losing weight is really not easy.
Especially if you're already overweight in your teens, you'll naturally have a good appetite during puberty and feel hungry when you exercise.
He now looks tall and strong, bearing a seven or eight-tenths resemblance to Marquis Song Yu.
The ethnic studies program is still ongoing.
Although he was still just coasting along, he didn't drop out of school or even repeat a grade. After all, he was just there in name only and never went to class. Even the teacher didn't know his actual level.
Bai Susu has become more cautious after her previous attempts failed.
The past two years have been quite peaceful.
Song Changming took the imperial examination for the title of Xiucai (a lower-level scholar), but failed by quite a bit.
But he wasn't in a hurry.
After all, compared to that older brother, he's already very sensible and quite good, and—
He had another advantage: a year ago, he had already been intimate with Wang Ruo, which gave him a great sense of accomplishment. Every time he saw Chang Qing, he felt like a victor.
The only slightly annoying thing is that his mother is now very concerned about his studies, and she asks about them several times every time he comes home.
Just as he was about to go out during his day off, his mother and servants stopped him.
"Song Changming, your performance in the last imperial examination was not ideal. You will have to take it again in three years. How can you think about going out to play all day long? Can't you just stay at home and read books and write essays?"
Bai Susu immediately launched into a tirade.
She was anxious.
Song Changqing hasn't caused any trouble for a long time. Originally, we were hoping he would have a big fight with the young princess, but ever since the Wang family came to apologize, it seems they've calmed down.
The boy's image gradually changed.
From a scoundrel to a good-for-nothing, he has now become quite ordinary.
ordinary!
Not very good at studying?
This isn't a major drawback; many people simply aren't cut out for studying and genuinely can't manage it.
This is not a good thing for her, nor for her son.
We can't just disqualify a legitimate son from inheriting the throne because he's an ordinary person.
That doesn't make sense.
The palace wouldn't agree either.
Therefore, her son must become outstanding, and he must be outstanding in a way that is visible to everyone.
But his own son insisted on comparing himself to Song Changqing!
What's the use of being better than him?
Seeing him go out to play, you want to go out to play too? That's such a waste of your time! You're aiming for the imperial examinations and to become famous, how can you be so lazy?
Therefore, we must stop him.
Song Changming was also very dissatisfied with his mother's unfair treatment.
Why should I?
Song Changqing can be free and unrestrained, while I, who have already worked very hard, still have to stay at home and do things on my days off?
Besides, he had made an appointment with someone, so how could he break his promise?
"Mother, you can't discriminate! Song Changqing gets to leave, and you even give him extra pocket money. I'm your own son, how can you—"
He couldn't help but retort.
Before he could finish speaking, Bai Susu interrupted him sternly, "Song Changming! What kind of attitude is this? I'm your mother, would I harm you? I'm doing this all for your own good!"
Song Changming was tired of hearing this.
There was no explanation.
It's for his own good.
His pent-up discontent finally erupted.
"For my own good? I think you're just biased. You're afraid people will say you're a wicked stepmother, so you always favor Song Changqing. He causes trouble, so you apologize. He doesn't study, so you kindly persuade him. He goes out to play on his days off, so you even give him money. And what about me? You're only harsh to me. Do you even consider me your son?"
Song Changming questioned, his eyes red.
Bai Susu was stunned.
Her son is so ungrateful for her good intentions!
"You, you—"
She swayed and couldn't speak for a moment.
The old nanny behind him stepped forward to support him, and said, "Second Young Master, Madam is indeed doing this for your own good, you—"
"I don't want her to do things for my own good! I just want to be treated fairly!"
Song Changming roared and ran out.
The attempt to persuade students to study ended in failure.
Bai Susu was so angry that she fell ill.
Changqing laughed gleefully when he found out.
"That's interesting."
Song Changming is going through a rebellious phase.
When teenagers go through a rebellious phase and experience the pleasures of women, their families become even more difficult to manage.
Now, he is no longer the problem child of the Marquis's mansion.
The real problem lies with Song Changming.
"Host, your fiancée has run off with someone else, aren't you worried?" The system chuckled and jumped out.
Changqing waved his hand calmly, "He likes to snatch things, so I gave it to him. I wish them happiness."
She's just my fiancée.
He's not going to marry that fiancée.
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