Chapter 181: Jincheng Peacock Spreads Its Tail

Xu Wan's thoughts were in a mess, and the little devil felt uncomfortable being stared at by her. He quickly said, "Eat quickly, it's getting cold."

Xu Wan started moving the spoon again.

A bowl of porridge and medicine to drink. The maids outside brought the medicine soup with just the right temperature. The little devil took it and handed it to her, and at the same time handed her a new spoon.

The medicine bowl was not that heavy. Xu Wan picked up the medicine and drank it all in one gulp, so fast that no one was prepared.

Zong Jincheng was shocked: "You, you drink so much?"

Xu Wan reached out and took a candied fruit from the tray and stuffed it into her mouth, saying, "What else? Am I stupid to drink medicine with a spoon?"

Zong Jincheng: “???”

"Then why do I need to use a spoon when I take medicine?"

Xu Wan raised her eyebrows: "If you have the courage to drink the bitter medicine in one gulp, you can also use a spoon. This way you don't have to eat a candied fruit for every sip, which saves a lot."

"Hmph, you're still trying to save a few preserved fruits. You're just a jerk." Zong Jincheng said this, but his hand holding the tray of preserved fruits did not move.

Xu Wan was even more puzzled.

After she said that, shouldn't the little devil take the candied fruit away immediately?

Is it guilt? But her fever has nothing to do with this guy, why is he like this?

Xu Wan couldn't figure it out so she asked directly: "Why are you so abnormal today?"

It's scary when a rebellious son suddenly becomes filial.

When Zong Jincheng heard her say that it was abnormal, he immediately glared at her and said, "How can it be abnormal? I am a filial son. I even washed my grandfather's feet. How could you forget it so quickly?"

Xu Wan blinked.

Of course she remembered this incident, but she and the old marquis were not on the same starting line, and she was still in the little devil's revenge book...

Um?

Could it be that he was released at some unknown time?

Xu Wan asked tentatively, "Son, call me mother, please?"

When Zong Jincheng heard this, his eyes widened and he turned his head to glare at her again.

Idiot, who has the right to call you that?

"No!" He refused of course.

Xu Wan continued, "Just yell for a minute, maybe I'll be in a better mood and I'll be less critical of you in the future."

Zong Jincheng: “No.”

If he agreed, people would think he gave in because he was afraid of being criticized.

The eldest master's reputation is more important than anything else, he would never agree to it.

"Go ahead and yell. I won't laugh at you."

"Don't shout, don't shout, you talk too much." The little devil was so angry that he was about to lose his temper.

It was okay if Xu Wan laughed out loud. I didn't really expect him to laugh anyway. It was just that this kid was quite entertaining to tease.

After finishing the preserved fruit, the little devil put the tray back on the table. Xu Wan said to him from behind, "You must have just finished school at this hour. I'm free. Go and have dinner."

The little devil turned his head and continued to glare at her: "You cross the river and destroy the bridge. You chase people away after you are done with it."

Xu Wan: “???”

Ancestor, aren’t you hungry?

Without waiting for her to explain, the kid snorted at her, turned around and left.

Xu Wan felt that she was more wronged than Dou E.

This little bastard doesn't understand his mother's feelings at all.

However, after quarreling with Zong Jincheng for a while, Xu Wan felt much better. Cuizhi came in from outside and told her about the old lady's punishment on He Zheng. Xu Wan then remembered that she had said last night that she would invite Madam He to the mansion today.

"You haven't informed Mrs. He yet, have you?"

Cuizhi said, "No, the Madam had a fever, so I didn't send anyone."

Xu Wan thought, that's right, otherwise Madam He would have come to see her a long time ago. However, this matter can't be delayed, not to mention that the old lady has just punished He Zheng...

"Go to the Shangshu Mansion and ask Madam He to come over."

"yes."

In the afternoon, when Mrs. He heard that Xu Wan was ill, she immediately came to visit her with some supplements. When she arrived, she found out that the disaster was caused by her own son. The people in the Marquis' Mansion did not mention this matter in the Shangshu Mansion, so they only cared about Shangshu He.

Mrs. He was moved again after knowing this. She held Xu Wan and cried for a long time. Finally, she said harshly: You can punish the child as you like, as long as the child doesn't die, she will let the child be disciplined by her.

Xu Wan: “…”

Okay, another gold medal of exemption.

By the evening, the old lady's punishment was over, and He Zheng, who had been kneeling in the clan ancestral hall for a whole day, was helped back to his room.

Xu Wan thought about it and didn't go to see him. The old lady had already punished He Zheng, and if she went again, it would be like offending the old lady's face. She had said everything she should say, and the rest depended on whether the child would change.

Fortunately, since that day on, He Zheng's studies have been on the right track. He no longer had any messy ideas, but followed Cheng Zhidong to learn to read and write well. Occasionally, when he couldn't sleep at night, he would take the opportunity to ask Cheng Zhidong a few questions about learning.

As for Cheng Zhidong, ever since he was nearly burned to death with his little brat, he has been responsive to He Zheng's study needs. If He Zheng wants to get up half an hour earlier, he will get up with him; if He Zheng wants to spend more time talking about knowledge in the evening, he will accompany him to explain the lessons.

The main point is: life is the most important.

Time flies, and it's the end of the month in a blink of an eye.

This is the day the prince and the little devil agreed to chat on the second floor of the study.

Early in the morning, Zong Jincheng got up from the bed and started to wash up quickly. Then he quickly put on a lilac robe and asked Shunzi to make his hair look better.

Pan Hongzhi was woken up in a daze: "?"

This kid got up earlier than a rooster. If we didn't know he was going to meet the prince, we would have thought he was going to meet his child bride. He looked like a peacock spreading its feathers.

The little devil was still whining, "I'll change to the new pair of shoes my grandma bought me, the purple one. Ah... or maybe black, black makes me look more stable."

Shunzi: “…”

Young Master, even if you wear the old marquis's clothes, you will not be associated with the word stable.

"Why not purple? Your Highness likes me the most when I am cute. Purple is cute, so wear purple."

The little devil kicked off the black boots on his feet and put on purple boots with a small string of silver chains hanging on the side, shining brightly in the sun, looking very cute.

Zong Jincheng dressed up for a long time, and finally turned around in front of the mirror and said arrogantly: "This young master is indeed the cutest in the world!"

Pan Hongzhi fell into bed and couldn't get up.

This is such ear-splitting confidence...

However, even though he had no classes today, Pan Hongzhi still got up obediently and went to the study room in case the little devil or the prince called him.

The prince arrived on time.

The whole family was waiting for him at the gate of the mansion. After the prince asked them to stand up, he casually said, "You don't have to come all the way to pick me up in the future. Just send someone to take me to see Jin Cheng."

"But this is really disrespectful to His Highness..." The old marquis thought to himself, we can't all stay at home and not pick you up.

It would be fine if you were an ordinary official, but you are the crown prince, the future heir apparent. They would not dare to be so disrespectful even if they have the nerves to do so.

The prince waved his hand and said, "This is my order, just follow it."

"Yes." The old marquis happily shut up.

As a military general, he did not like to say polite words. Now the prince gave a direct order, which put an end to his thoughts of exchanging pleasantries, and both sides were happy.