"Yes, Qingxuan dare not slack off. He has only these few days to rest at home. After spending the Double Ninth Festival with grandma, he will move back to Jixian Book House to continue studying." Chen Qingxuan said hurriedly.
"You work hard now. You will be rewarded in the future," Zhong Mingwei nodded. He took a sip of tea and said, "After the New Year, you will set off for the capital, right?"
The Spring Examinations all started in mid-March, and it would take at least two months to travel from Ningguta to the capital. By then, he would have to find a place to stay in the capital and prepare for a while, so if nothing unexpected happened, Chen Qingxuan should have set off for the capital after the New Year.
"Yes. I will leave for the capital after the New Year," Chen Qingxuan said, and couldn't help sighing. "I'm afraid I won't be back for half a year."
"If you pass the exam, I'm afraid it will take half a year for you to return to Ningguta," Zhong Mingwei smiled and patted Chen Qingxuan's shoulder. "Don't worry about Grandma Chen, no matter if it's half a year or more. As soon as you leave, my girl and I will go and bring her over. She will live with us, so don't worry about her. Just prepare for the exam diligently, okay?"
"Yes, thank you sir and madam." Chen Qingxuan's heart was warmed. He actually wanted to ask Zhong Mingwei and Meiya to take care of Grandma Chen, but he didn't expect Zhong Mingwei to speak first. He was naturally moved.
"Don't thank me, I've said it so many times, we're a family and there's no need to be so formal," Zhong Mingwei said with a smile, taking a sip of tea, and then paused and looked at Chen Qingxuan, "I have a house in the capital, which I bought a long time ago under someone else's name. Although it went bad later, it was never traced back to the place. It's very quiet and there are always people looking after it. You can stay there when you go to the capital to take the exam this time."
"Is this...convenient?" Chen Qingxuan was a little moved. Although he had been teaching for several years, he didn't have much savings. How much money could a teacher make? He had to supplement his family expenses. This trip to the capital was a lot of expenses. When he arrived in the capital, whether he stayed in an inn or rented a house, it was a big expense, and he might have to stay there for a long time. Although Fang Zuotang was willing to help him, he was embarrassed to ask for help. He had received too many favors from others. If he asked for help again and again, he might not even be able to raise his head in the future. So when he heard Zhong Mingwei say this, he was a little moved. In his heart, Zhong Mingwei and Mei Ya were closer than Fang Zuotang, and now he really regarded them as a family, so in comparison, he was more willing to accept Zhong Mingwei's help.
"It's not inconvenient. I can't go back to Beijing in the future, so the house will have to remain vacant. If you don't mind, it will belong to you in the future," Zhong Mingwei looked at Chen Qingxuan, and every word he said was sincere. "I'm afraid you will have to stay in the capital in the future, so you must have a place to stay. But even if you pass the imperial examination, you can only be a small official of the sixth or seventh rank in the first few years. Naturally, you can't afford to buy a house to live in. Instead of renting a messy place, it's better to move into the house directly, so as to save the need to move around in the future."
"Thank you very much!" Chen Qingxuan knew that Zhong Mingwei was sincere, and he was very grateful. He stood up and bowed deeply to Zhong Mingwei.
"Look, you're being so formal again," Zhong Mingwei stood up and helped him up. The two sat down one after the other. Zhong Mingwei personally filled Chen Qingxuan's cup with tea and said with a smile, "Try it quickly. This is the tea I made myself."
"It smells really good, and is even better than my grandma's cooking." Chen Qingxuan said as he looked at the orange-red tea in the cup. He had already drunk a cup just now, and his mouth was still filled with the fragrance of barley.
"Sir," Pang Yi came into the room as the two were talking. He glanced at Chen Qingxuan, then at Zhong Mingwei, and said, "The prefect is here."
"I'm going to the front yard to play chess with Mr. Gu." Chen Qingxuan was busy drinking the tea in the cup, then got up and left the room.
"What's the matter?" Seeing Chen Qingxuan walk out of the Crescent Gate, Zhong Mingwei put down the teacup in his hand and looked at Pang Yi. Pang Yi's face was a little gloomy, and his heart also felt a little gloomy.
"Master, someone is coming from the capital." Sure enough, when Pang Yi spoke again, his voice became even deeper.
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