Chapter 242: It is said that nephews resemble their uncles

Not far away, the sounds of reading and discussion could be heard from the large study, which seemed so noisy in the somewhat hot summer. In the small pavilion, the mother and son looked at each other, and it was eerily quiet.

Xu Wan was startled: "Why do you ask like that?"

The little devil replied without blinking, "I thought of this when investigating the fate of corrupt officials. Liang Ji embezzled 3 billion taels, Cai Jing embezzled 20 million taels, and Dong Zhuo embezzled tens of thousands of kilograms of gold... Each of these treacherous officials was rich enough to rival a country. Once they were killed, the national treasury would be filled, the government and the people would celebrate, and the people would be happy. What about us? Will the wealthy Yuanyang Marquisate also become the next pig to be slaughtered?"

Xu Wan was stunned for a moment, then quickly smiled and said, "The Yuanyang Marquisate has been full of meritorious officials for generations. Your second uncle died on the battlefield, and your father's life and death is unknown. Even though we are not the most powerful, we are not associated with treacherous officials. The court has no reason to kill us."

"Is that so?" Zong Jincheng frowned as he thought. He still didn't quite understand.

Xu Wan smiled and patted his head, saying, "Don't keep thinking about your pig-raising theory. Only a few of your peers can't argue with you. When the teachers react, everyone will be able to rub your perverse theory to the ground."

The little devil was happy to be praised. He laughed and said, "So you admit that I am the best among my peers? I can't argue with the teacher, but I am just a student anyway. It's good enough that I can kill everyone in my peers!"

Xu Wan felt it was outrageous: "Little friend, I just said that those classmates couldn't defend you. When did I say that you are the best among your peers?"

The little devil raised his head proudly and said, "No matter what, I am the strongest among my peers. Even Qin Ye will be defeated by me! I, Zong Jincheng, am the best debater in Beijing!"

Xu Wan: “…”

I started giving myself titles again.

She said with a smile: "Come on, practice more. When you get stronger, I can consider inviting Qin Ye to play a game with you."

The little devil's face changed when he heard the name.

He decisively refused: "No, I don't like him and don't want him to come."

"Are you sure you're not scared?" Xu Wan raised her eyebrows.

The little devil shook his head quickly: "I'm not afraid of him, I just don't want him to come over. This is my private territory, why would I ask him to come?"

Qin Ye is just like a nightmare. He acts like a future top scholar every day, showing off everywhere and attracting admiration. Now even my mother wants to invite Qin Ye to the Marquis' Mansion...

No, Qin Ye can't enter the class.

Otherwise, I won’t be able to see him anymore in my eyes from now on.

Zong Jincheng made up his mind, and resistance was written all over his body.

Just don’t let Qin Ye come.

Xu Wan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you. If you don't want to invite me, then I won't. Go study. I look forward to the good official essays you write."

The little devil immediately smiled and said, "Don't worry, I will definitely write the best among them!"

"good……"

The kid skipped away, and the smile on Xu Wan's face slowly faded.

The child was growing up too fast, and as a mother who also worked as a teacher, she always felt more and more uneasy.

What on earth did the prince want to do by being so eager to teach Jin Cheng so many things?

Xu Wan couldn't figure it out, but there was something she felt she needed to tell the two elders. Whether Jin Cheng's guess was true or false, they should know about it.

So, the old lady listened to Xu Wan's vivid description of the debate, and the old couple were so surprised that their eyes became bigger than the other, and they kept praising their grandson and daughter-in-law.

After Xu Wan talked for a while, she mentioned that sentence as a joke: "Jin Cheng later asked me if our mansion would be the next pig to be slaughtered. I said that we are not treacherous ministers, so how could we be the pigs we raised?"

As soon as these words came out, the old lady's smile froze on her face.

The old marquis became even more silent.

After Xu Wan left, neither of the old couple could laugh anymore. The old marquis also expressed the same doubt as Xu Wan: "How did Jin Cheng know all this? Did the prince tell him?"

The old lady said solemnly, "Thirty years ago, those people wanted to rob my family's property. If it weren't for you, my old man, I'm afraid my family would have disappeared from this world long ago."

The old marquis frowned and said, "The child just said it casually, don't think too much. You married me a long time ago, and with the support of the Yuanyang Marquisate, no one dares to touch your family."

The old lady clenched her fingers and said in a serious tone, "I hope we won't get to that point."

General Pang's Mansion.

After searching for the portrait for several months without any clues, Strategist Gou had to check the child's resume together with General Pang. They were both so overwhelmed that they wished they had a few more heads.

The guards outside the door came in and reported that the prince had gone to the Marquis of Yuanyang's mansion yesterday without fail. General Pang was already annoyed, and after hearing the last part, he threw a book at him and said, "Go if you want. You won't tire him out. Can't you see I'm busy? Get lost."

"Yes, yes, yes..." The guards ran away in fear.

While looking for a portrait to compare with the child's resume, General Gou said to General Pang, "It seems that the child of the Zong family is the prince's illegitimate son. He has been busy with the dance studio case recently, and he still has time to visit Zong Jincheng. Tsk, a loving father and a filial son."

General Pang said with a spit, "Who cares? As long as the prince doesn't die before the general comes back, he can do whatever he wants. Hiss... General Gou, do you think this child looks like the general? Isn't it said that nephews look like their uncles?"

Strategist Gou took a deep breath, suppressed his anger and smiled: "It doesn't look like it to me..."

General Pang yelled in anger and smashed the table with one slap.

…

Without the small table, the two of them sat on the floor and continued their investigation.

General Pang looked up to the sky with tears in his eyes and shouted: "Why didn't the general take me with him before he went to the battle... What a brain-burning rubbish!!!"

Houfu key class.

After three days of preparation, the five people had submitted their debate reflections. Since Xu Wan had said in advance that they had to complete it independently, the tutors did not intervene.

Therefore, what she saw now was the truest level of writing: the two brothers Wei Xinglu and Shen Yibai had many typos and chaotic logic, but they still wrote a few hundred words and their attitude was relatively correct; He Zheng also wrote a few hundred words, which were logically smooth, with neat handwriting, and well-reasoned and obvious growth.

Zong Wenxiu wrote two thousand words with great enthusiasm, wishing he could write down all the methods he knew to properly deal with those bad officials; the little devil listed all the criteria for being a good official one by one, and the logic was very clear, but because he knew everything, he was a little lazy and only wrote a few hundred words.

Xu Wan raised her eyebrows, realizing that this boy was a little arrogant. She put down the article and asked Pan Hongzhi, "Master Pan, how is Jincheng's academic progress recently?"

When the little devil heard that the first person being asked was him, he immediately felt happy. Look, my mother’s favorite person now is me, and she is the first one to care about my studies!