Chapter 21 The Little Devil Who Turned the Tide

Zong Wenxiu subconsciously looked at his brother.

Finished...

I'm afraid I'll have to break my promise to my brother.

Although the full text of Mengqiu consists of only 2,384 words, it contains about 600 historical stories from the Spring and Autumn Period to the Northern and Southern Dynasties, covering politics, military affairs, culture, art, techniques, customs and other aspects.

If he had memorized it without thinking like Zong Jincheng did, one month would certainly not be a problem. But the problem was that the lady said she wanted to examine him, so it would definitely not be a simple test.

My mother once said that my wife was the eldest daughter of the Minister of Justice. She had been brought up very strictly at home and had read a lot of books. If she had deliberately examined herself, she would certainly not have been able to try to get away with it like my brother did.

"Yes, ma'am, Wenxiu must study hard." The young boy lowered his head and acknowledged, very well-behaved.

Zong Jincheng was furious.

He yelled in dissatisfaction: "Too much! He is always learning new things. How can I possibly catch up with his progress? This is simply asking too much."

He was already short of more than a hundred books, and now there was one more book he had never heard of, "Meng Qiu". He felt even more tired.

Xu Wan said leisurely, "You are only allowed to study by yourself, and Wen Xiu is not allowed to study. How can this be justified? Do you think you are playing the trick of carving a boat to find a sword?"

Zong Jincheng didn't understand what she was talking about, but guessed it was definitely not a good thing, so he glared at her with his red face.

Xu Wan: “…”

This idiot's face is about to turn red as iron.

However, Xu Wan didn't want to drive him to death, so she turned around and said, "Except for Meng Qiu, as long as you can catch up with Wen Xiu's progress, our agreement will still stand."

This saves this little bastard from coming up with all kinds of crooked ideas every day.

After Xu Wan finished speaking, the tense little devil withdrew his sword. Seeing her leaving, he was still a little angry and reached out to touch her from behind a few times.

He looked as if he wanted to kill her from a distance.

Zong Wenxiu watched the fight between the two anxiously. He felt both amused and helpless when he saw his brother threatening his wife's back like a lobster wielding a pair of pliers.

He hurried over to smooth things over, and said in a gentle voice, "Alright, alright, Madam is still very nice, don't be angry, I will take you to study."

The little devil was full of resentment towards Xu Wan. Hearing this, he asked him cautiously: "Do you like that woman very much?"

"Um?"

Zong Wenxiu was stunned for a moment and wanted to nod, but he saw a terrifying look on his brother's face that said "If you dare to say it's me, I'll kill you."

He swallowed and said, "Maybe it's because I haven't met many people like her. Madam is the best person to me besides my mother... Oh no, besides you."

Fortunately, the brother made the last comment in time, otherwise the little devil would have made trouble again. He pouted and said unhappily: "She is not a good person. Stay away from her in the future."

Zong Wenxiu gritted his teeth and said perfunctorily, "Well..."

After Zong Jincheng finished speaking, he lay down again, closed his eyes, directed Shunzi to read, and began to use his lazy method of memorizing books again.

Seeing this, Zong Wenxiu could only sigh silently and shake his head helplessly.

Time passed quickly. Xu Wan knew that both of them were studying hard, so she was tactful enough not to disturb them. It was also rare that the little devil stayed at home for a whole month. He was like a different person.

On the day of the inspection, Xu Wan came specially to sit in.

Seeing the little devil studying seriously, even Master Baili looked at him with new eyes: "Although Jincheng is a little naughty, he is not a hopeless case. Anyway, today I will test you with something simple. Please recite the Thousand Character Classic from memory."

Xu Wan swore that she had not informed Baili Xi, and the teacher did not know that the little devil could only recite but could not read or write.

She thought that if the boy would be obedient and memorize the book first, she could give in and return the servant and the silver to him, and the river water and the well water would begin to coexist peacefully.

But now...

Bailixi may think that reciting the Thousand Character Classic is a very simple test question, but in fact, asking the little devil to recite the Strategies of the Warring States would be easier than this.

She subconsciously looked at the brat, wondering whether she should help him out, but then she thought it was a good idea to do so, and maybe being taught by a teacher would help his studies better.

After hearing the test question, Zong Jincheng looked at Xu Wan, and saw that she looked like she was waiting to see him perform.

Humph, bad woman.

Do you think you are the only smart one?

This young master will turn the tide today!

Shunzi complied with Bailixi's request and placed the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table. He opened the inkstone and was about to grind the ink as usual, but the water he poured in reflected light for a moment, and when he looked at it carefully, it seemed as if he was dazzled.

He rubbed his eyes and continued grinding the ink.

The little devil sat very steadily in his seat. Zong Wenxiu next to him looked worried, as if he was more of a person being examined than he was.

This ink seemed to have been ground for a century.

Even Bailixi couldn't help but yawn: "Have you finished grinding the ink?"

"It's done, it's done." Shunzi said and stepped aside.

The little devil confidently picked up the pen, dipped it in ink and wrote on the paper, but every stroke was blurry and there was even a hint of disappearing words.

Shunzi was confused.

"Why...why are these characters written like this?" Could it be that he didn't grind the ink well?

Baili Xi also came down after hearing this. Seeing Zong Jincheng innocently picking up his brush, he said sincerely, "Master, it seems that you bought a fake inkstone."

The little devil's face has always been deceptive. When he is not angry, he looks innocent and naive. Even when he is not smiling, he can make people feel pity for him.

Baili Xi had seen his mischief in the first few days after he arrived, and now seeing his well-behaved transformation, how could she bear a grudge against him?

The old man looked at him like this and thought of his favorite student Zong Zhao. He just smiled and said, "Then recite it and write it down another day."

Xu Wan: “…”

Master, you are so deceiving. What has blinded your eyes?

Is it the love between teachers and students left over from the previous generation?

Zong Jincheng stood up and thanked him, then began to recite the Thousand Character Classic with his head shaking. Amid Bailixi's increasingly satisfied smile, he also took the initiative to offer to recite the Strategies of the Warring States to let the teacher hear if he had made any mistakes.

Xu Wan: “???”

How come this kid's emotional intelligence suddenly went up!

He also knew how to turn passivity into initiative and let Master Baili follow his ideas. Anyone who doesn't know the inside story would praise him for his hard work and progress!

Sure enough, when Baili Xi heard this, he couldn't hide the praise in his eyes.

That's right! This time it's right!

This is Zong Zhao’s son!

The next famous talent in the capital!