Chapter 118: No Words Wanted to Escape

The corners of Pan Hongzhi's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to quit.

But after thinking about the one hundred taels a month, he closed his eyes and then opened them again, gritting his teeth and smiling: "Of course..."

"Pfft." Zhao Yin glanced at Pan Hongzhi's expression and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

It’s so tragic. It’s so tragic.

He still remembered the first time Pan Hongzhi came to the Marquis' Mansion, he proudly said that he was living a good life in the North Courtyard of Hanlin Academy, but now he was forced to pretend to be a grandson with them.

Life is not easy, and big money is not that easy to make.

Pan Hongzhi kicked over, signaling his unlucky friend to tone it down. If they were caught laughing by Master Cheng, both of them would be finished.

Zhao Yin quickly stopped laughing and explained, "I'm sorry, I just thought of the happy event at home and couldn't help laughing out loud."

"Is there any happy event in your family?" the little devil asked curiously.

Zhao Yin grumbled, "Well, the three ducks at home each laid a double-yolk egg this morning."

Little Devil: “…”

This is not a happy event, it's so weird.

The corners of Pan Hongzhi's mouth twitched. What a bad reason.

The next day, the two brothers got on a carriage early in the morning to go to Qingbo Academy to check their grades. Perhaps because they had been here too many times, the two of them, who should have been a little nervous, were now more relaxed than the other.

Young Master Jincheng even leaned forward to lie down by the window and complained like a master: "It's fine if you don't arrange two carriages, but can't you change the carriage to a bigger one? I can hardly lie down anymore."

Xu Wan glanced at him and said, "A carriage is for sitting, not lying. Look at the way you sit, and then look at your brother's. He's growing faster than you."

After five months of growth, both children actually grew very fast, but Zong Wenxiu grew obviously faster. He didn't eat well in the slums and was a little shorter than other children of the same age, but he slowly caught up after returning to the Marquis' Mansion and grew even faster.

Zong Jincheng glanced at his brother, who was sitting upright and bored: "Aren't you afraid of back pain when you sit so straight?"

Xu Wanzhen said: "Your waist will hurt if you don't sit upright."

"No way, I clearly feel very comfortable." The little devil defended himself.

Xu Wan snorted, "If you don't believe me, just lie in the carriage for a day and try it. If it doesn't hurt, I'll take your surname."

Zong Jincheng immediately perked up upon hearing that, and replied with a sly smile, "But don't you have the same surname as me? Madam Zong, Zong Xu, hahahahahaha..."

Xu Wan: “…”

She hated this abominable ancient practice of taking one's husband's surname.

Xu Wan couldn't kick it, so she corrected him, "It's your father's surname, not yours, you idiot who talks nonsense."

Zong Jincheng was still laughing, and his laughter was even getting louder and louder. He was finally able to get a point back from Xu Wan, and he felt particularly happy.

When they arrived at the place, the two brothers got off the carriage. Zong Jincheng turned around and said jokingly, "We are going to see the results. Wait for our good news, Zong Xu."

Xu Wan: “!”

Wait for your hammer, you little bastard!

The little devil walked away staggeringly, jumping up and down on the road. He seemed to be in a really good mood, but all this was based on Xu Wan's stupidity.

Xu Wan pinched her brow with one hand and walked back and forth on the spot.

Now she began to understand why Cuizhi asked her that. The disciple dared to bully the master. What should she do if this little bastard continues to grow up like this and she will no longer be his match?

Xu Wan paced back and forth, and reviewed the subsequent parenting courses in her mind, adjusting the battle plan according to the performance of the little devil...

Zong Jincheng has learned his lesson now.

Ever since he forgot to check his brother's grades last time, he has been reflecting on himself, so now it's his turn to check grades again. In front of Zong Wenxiu's surprised look, he said, "Brother, let's check your grades first."

"Ah? Okay." Zong Wenxiu thought, his brother must be worried that if he failed this exam, he would not be able to beat Luo Chen in the children's science test in a few days.

The two of them ran all the way to the list of twelve-year-olds, one started from the top and the other started from the bottom.

The two of them moved towards the middle, one on the left and one on the right, until they stopped at a place about fifty people tall.

"Fifty-three, it's the fifty-third!" The little devil shouted excitedly, and when he turned around, he saw that his brother had also found this place.

"Brother, brother, you got fifty-third place. You are amazing even though you skipped two grades!" The little devil started to talk in a nagging manner. "Before I came here, Master Cheng said that it would be good if you could get into the top 100. I didn't expect that you would exceed his expectations! Oh my God, brother, you are amazing too!!"

His younger brother held his shoulders and jumped up and down, as if he had passed the test himself. Zong Wenxiu's emotions were never so intense, but perhaps because he had been with his younger brother for a long time, his emotions were easily affected by him. He also smiled happily and said, "Well, I did well in the test. I finally did not let down the teachers' teachings."

But this result is still not enough. Zong Wenxiu has set a very high standard for himself. Eight days later, he wants to defeat Luo Chen with absolute advantage and avenge his brother.

Therefore, in the eight days after returning home, he must study even harder than before.

The little devil didn't notice his delicate inner activities. He just happily pulled him and said, "Come on, let's go check my grades. I must have done well in the exam. I'm a genius, you know!"

Zong Wenxiu smiled and said, "Well, I know, you are a great talent."

Zong Jincheng was flattered by the praise and immediately started boasting, "Just wait, I will definitely get the first place in the college today and surpass that Luo Chen!"

"Well...that may still be some distance away." Zong Wenxiu reminded in advance.

"Ah? How could that idiot be so powerful?"

Zong Wenxiu said: "Well...he scored better than Qin Shi. Don't underestimate him."

The little devil pouted and said, "Okay, I'll let that great talent go for a month. Next month I will definitely beat them all! Smash them all, crush them again and again."

"Zong Jincheng, you are ranked 20th." Lin Yu came to check the results early in the morning. He has always been concerned about Zong Jincheng and came to check his results before he even checked his own.

Zong Jincheng rolled his eyes when he heard that. Twentyth place, that seemed not bad. After all, he had skipped two levels, which was something only a genius could do.

So he smiled and said, "Hey, I'm only ranked 20th. I'll just take the test casually... um..."

Before the little devil could finish his words, his brother quickly covered his mouth.

Zong Jincheng: “Hmm?”

Zong Wenxiu gritted his teeth and said shamefully, "Jincheng, stop causing hatred. I'm really afraid that you'll get beaten."

Zong Jincheng: “Mmmmm!”

How could he be beaten!

He has someone who will protect him, and that person is Buyan, the martial arts champion's sparring partner!

Bu Yan really wanted to play dead when he saw the look in the little devil's eyes.

Help, someone come and save him!

He doesn't want to be a thug for this kid who causes trouble and offends people everywhere!