When Qing'er returned home the next day, it was already dark.
Sang Nianyue knew that it was a long distance from Nancheng to Dongcheng, and it would take a lot of effort for her brother to go back and forth, but she didn't expect that her brother would come home so late.
She couldn't help but ask Qing'er: "How long will Mr. Ding teach you today? When did you finish class in the afternoon?"
Qing'er didn't respond to this question carefully, just said: "Master Ding knew that I had to go home, so he asked me to finish class very early. However, this was not the time when I met Mr. Hou going to the Yamen when I was passing by Yuelai Restaurant. I went to meet friends over there, and when the Marquis saw me, he asked me to come in and sit with him."
Yuelai Restaurant is the restaurant that the two siblings visited before. The food in the restaurant tastes good and the portions are substantial. The only drawback is that the food is served very slowly.
However, today's dish is not slow at all.
Qing'er muttered: "It's better to watch people place the dishes. They became more active after seeing Mr. Hou. Because the person Mr. Hou wanted to see hadn't arrived for a while, Mr. Hou and I sat and drank tea. As a result, the tea was served quickly. Almost as soon as the stools were warmed, they brought good tea. And the owner was so enthusiastic that he came to greet me in person. Sister, this is the benefit of power. "
Qing'er couldn't see her sister's face clearly. He took a wet towel and touched his face twice. He felt that the stickiness on his body had gone a lot, and then he continued: "But this time I went, the boss Now that you know me, if I go over to eat with my sister in the future, they will definitely not serve the food for a long time."
After the words fell, Qing'er realized that her sister was so silent at the moment, so she looked over in surprise, "Sister, what are you thinking about? Did you hear what I said?"
"I heard you. But we have no power, and we can understand when others treat you disrespectfully. If you really want others to think highly of you, you still have to rely on your own abilities. Just relying on the majesty of others will not last long."
"I think so too, sister, so I decided to try to take the boy's exam next year."
Sang Nianyue's attention was suddenly diverted, and she said in shock: "Tongzi test? Do you have that level now, so you have to take the boy's test?"
"Absolutely." Qing'er scratched her head and chuckled, "Master Hou tested my knowledge today. He said that I'm still not close to the mark now, but when I take the boy's test next year, I'll be almost there. I won't be out of school by then. Question, it should pass.”
Sang Nuanyue stopped talking again, and Qing'er became suspicious again and couldn't help but look at her sister carefully. Unexpectedly, Sang Nuanyue happened to be looking at him at this time, and Qing'er felt guilty for a moment. Sang Nuanyue didn't say anything, she just said: "If you have anything to do, we'll talk about it later. Let's go eat first."
While eating, Qing'er couldn't keep his mouth shut, because what the Marquis told him today made him so excited that he couldn't bear it after the meal, so he told Sang Nuanyue while eating.
Shen Tingjun asked Zhuzhi to send a message yesterday, saying that he would arrange a good place for Qing'er. That place is really good, it is Yingtian Academy on the outskirts of Beijing.
The Yingtian Academy in the capital was one of the four major academies in the Qin Dynasty. The chief of the academy was the emperor's uncle, and most of the masters were already serving court officials or great Confucian scholars. It can be said that the education level here is second only to the Imperial College. However, only the children of Imperial relatives and noble families of courtiers could enter the Imperial College. In contrast, the admissions scope of Yingtian Academy was slightly more relaxed.
Sang Nianyue still felt her heart beat too fast when she heard Shen Tingjun's name, but when it came to Qing'er's future, Sang Nianyue had to cheer up and listen.
Naturally, she had heard of the name Yingtian Academy. It was the premier academy near the capital, and even in the entire northern part of the Qin Dynasty, Yingtian Academy was a well-known academy, and it was the first choice for scholars to enroll.
Wang Wenju, her ex-husband, had originally intended to attend Yingtian Academy. But at that time, Chief Registrar Wang was not a chief clerk, but a minor official in Yu County. He was not that capable of sending his son to Yingtian Academy. On the contrary, Qingyang Academy in the south is also one of the four major academies. Although it is not as famous as Yingtian Academy, it is because this academy is in his hometown of Huizhou, and the Wang family in Huizhou has a very good rural character, and they are somewhat highly respected. The squires acted as guarantees, and Wang Wenju was successfully sent to Qingyang Academy.
It is also because it is not easy to enter Qingyang Academy, and there are many talented people in it. Among them, Wang Wenju's talent is only average, so he studies very hard. Even when his classmates go home to visit relatives, he never comes back. It's not that I don't want to go back, it's that I'm under too much pressure. Only by studying every opportunity can I barely maintain "excellence."
Not to mention Wang Wenju, but only to mention the words Yingtian Academy, Sang Nuanyue was deeply moved.
Not only because the academic rules there are strict, but the professors' teachers are all great Confucian scholars or officials who have become officials. There is no doubt about their knowledge and ability. If they had given guidance, my younger brother would have avoided many detours... Moreover, in addition to teaching normal imperial examination books and examination techniques, they also taught the Six Arts of the Gentleman; there were also martial arts masters who had two martial arts sessions every ten days. class.
When she was still living in Qiangweiyuan, Sang Nianyue had wanted to hire a martial arts master for her younger brother to train him, but at that time, it was very inconvenient to hire a martial arts master to live with someone else. After moving to Sangzhai, Qing'er was very busy with schoolwork every day, and since there was no one to accompany him, he was less interested in exercising on his own, so now Qing'er is still a novice.
But if he had trained early, he would not have been unable to fight back when Wang Hongyuan and Wang Hongcai jointly attacked him. In the end, his classmates swarmed him and he was hurt... One step was wrong, and the other was wrong, and in the end the trouble was difficult to end. the point.
Sang Nuanyue's mind was running wildly, while Qing'er was trying hard to persuade her sister to send her to the academy. His reasons are also very good, "The masters in the academy are knowledgeable, and I can learn a lot from them. Although the students in the academy are young masters from noble families, they also have children from merchant families, which is helpful for me to expand my network." The Sang family His family condition is not high among them, but his family background of poetry and calligraphy is better than that of a good scholar. In other words, if he enters school, he will fall into the middle-not-slip category. Although it is not as good as the upper level, it is more than the lower level, which sounds very safe.
If it were before, Qing'er would definitely not be willing to leave home and go to the academy. After all, the academy is too far away, so I will definitely have to live on campus. But the situation is different now. There are so many martial arts men and women at home arranged by the Marquis. With them protecting my sister, not even a hair on her head will fall out.
Now that her sister's safety is guaranteed, Qing'er's heart becomes wild.
He didn't want to go to private school because he thought the place was too small. He couldn't wait to jump to a wider world. And now, there is no better place than Yingtian Academy.
Moreover, the Marquis told him today that the deputy headmaster of Yingtian Academy has a close relationship with him. If he enrolls in Yingtian Academy, he may have the opportunity to become the deputy headmaster's disciple.
And this deputy mountain chief was the emperor's master earlier, and his legitimate son was the second rank of the current dynasty, not to mention his students, which can be said to be spread throughout the entire territory of the Great Qin Dynasty. If he is really lucky enough to be favored by that person, his future life will be completely different. He will have a new springboard. I dare not say that life will be smooth sailing, but the future will also be prosperous and smooth to the naked eye.
Is Qing'er excited?
His heart beat wildly.
Whether it was the matter of the No. 1 and No. 2 picks parading through the streets or the speed of serving food at Yuelai Restaurant, Qing'er realized the benefits of power early on. He desperately needs power, desperately wants it. If they had power, the two siblings would not let others bully them at will. They would have better solutions when encountering "hidden treasures". They would not even hide the books at home and dare not reveal them.
Qing'er's mind started to move crazily, but in the end he didn't dare to tell his sister. Because he didn't want his sister to think that he was too utilitarian at a young age, and he didn't want his sister to worry about him because he was disappointed because he was not selected as a closed disciple.
Because of this, although Qing'er wanted to tell her sister about this matter, he finally listened to the Marquis and decided to endure it for now.
But now, not only Qing'er's heart is moved, but also Sang Nianyue's heart is moved.
She had nothing to do during the day, so she took a look at the information about nearby private schools that Zhuzhi had investigated. Naturally, the results were good, but the good ones were only to the level of Master Zheng. On the contrary, there are many bad things.
Maybe this is not a big problem in the eyes of others, but the master is greedy, the master is old-fashioned, the master likes to punish students corporally, or the master doesn't care and turns a blind eye to fights in the school, these are all faults. Yue couldn't stand it.
She was very worried about this. Just before Qing'er came back, she was still thinking about where to send Qing'er to school.
But now... Yingtian Academy?
Although she didn't know why Shen Tingjun got involved in this, or if he just said it as if it were dispensable, in any case, he reminded her that she could send her brother to Go to Yingtian Academy.
However, there are many families who want to send students to Yingtian Academy every year, but Yingtian Academy does not accept every student. If you want to study there, you have to find a way to get in.
If one's own collection of books could be exposed, it would not be difficult in Sang Nianyue's opinion. After all, nowadays there are many situations where students can be admitted to school just by donating books. But since all the books in the Sang family have been burned, how can she send books to Yingtian Academy?
Sang Nuanyue became embarrassed.
Qing'er understood her dilemma and was immediately stunned: "The Marquis said that if I am interested, I can send someone to tell him tomorrow and he will arrange the matter."
"But we owe the Marquis Mansion a lot, and my sister doesn't want to owe anyone any more favors. It's hard to repay favor debts. If possible, we, brother and sister, will think of a way to see if we can send you in."
Hearing this, Qing'er smiled and said, "Don't bother sister so much. We'll go find Mr. Hou." After all, if you have too many lice, you won't be itchy, and if you have too many debts, you won't have to worry. He already owed the Marquis a lot and didn't care about this one.
Sang Nuanyue was speechless when she saw her brother like this. Did her brother take her too seriously?
She said a few more words, and the theme was, try not to trouble others when you can. After all, favors become thinner the more they are used, so it is best to use them at critical times.
On the one hand, Qing'er felt that what her sister said made sense, but on the other hand, she felt that her sister was too stubborn.
But who makes my sister unclear about Mr. Hou's personality? If my sister knew how generous, considerate, thoughtful and enthusiastic Mr. Hou was, I don't think she would have said this.
But I'm not in a hurry to tell my sister about this right now. Since Yingtian Academy is here, I don't believe that my sister can take other private schools into consideration. By then, my sister could not think of a way to send her to Yingtian Academy, and she would be in trouble even if she didn't bother the Marquis.
Qing'er leisurely went to Master Ding's place in Nancheng to attend classes for two days. On the third day, Sang Nianyue really couldn't sit still.
She called Qing'er and asked him: "Where do you want to study?"
Qing'er: "Do you even need to ask? Everyone has good intentions. With Yingtian Academy here, I will definitely look down on those small private schools that only cover an area of two or three acres."
Sang Nuanyue sneered: "You are quite picky."
Qing'er smiled playfully, "There's nothing I can do about it. Who gives me a choice?"
Sang Nianyue had no choice but to face this playful and smiling younger brother. In the end, she could only sigh and said, "If you really want to go to Yingtian Academy, then go. It's just that my sister can't help it..."
"I have a way, I have a way." Qing'er jumped up excitedly when she heard her sister relent. However, after receiving a sideways look from his sister, he said nonchalantly: "No, although I can't help it, but I have the Marquis. This time, I really have no choice but to use the Marquis's favor, but wait When I become rich in the future, I will return it to the Marquis tenfold and a hundredfold. In the future, whenever the Marquis can use me, I promise not to say anything, and I will do whatever the Marquis asks me to do."
Qing'er never drafts his big words, but he doesn't know that some of his words will come true once he says them. Today, he felt that Lord Marquis would never need him in his lifetime, but who knew that in just one year, he would be able to fulfill today's promise.
At that time, Qing'er, thinking about how good the Marquis was to him now, all he wanted to do was call him a big-tailed wolf.
But no matter how much I regretted it at that time, it was already eight hundred years too late.
Not to mention these far-reaching things, just that Sang Nuanyue was relieved now. Qing'er was afraid that her sister would change her mind after one night. It happened that it was not dark outside yet, so he hurriedly called to the bamboo branch, and then the master and servant sat down The carriage driven by Li Cheng went to the Hou Mansion.
Sang Nuanyue watched her brother's enthusiasm for this matter with cold eyes, but she had mixed feelings in her heart.
But in the end, she didn't say anything. She just ate the cold meal alone and went back to her room to rest.
However, whether it was because she had eaten something cold or had something on her mind, Sang Nuanyue felt very uncomfortable.
She went to the clean room and vomited twice, vomiting out all the contents in her stomach, and then she felt better.
But the maids were all frightened, and Qiu Shui kept circling around, "You shouldn't, girls shouldn't. I handle all the meals myself, and I don't even need anyone else to wash them. Girls shouldn't go out." That’s the problem.”
While Qiu Yu was diagnosing Sang Nian Yue's pulse, she said, "The girl is fine. She just ate something cold and her stomach couldn't bear it. But she'll be fine if she vomits it out." She called Qiu Shui again, "Stop wandering around here. Go back and give me some help." Let me make some bird's nest soup, girl. She will definitely be hungry soon."
After hearing this, Qiu Shui finally breathed a sigh of relief, then said "Okay" in a loud voice, turned around and ran away.
When only Su Jin and Qiu Yu were left in the room, Qiu Yu said, "Girl, if you don't want to tell us what's on your mind, you can talk to sister Su Jin and Su Xin. Don't keep it to yourself. If you keep suppressing your troubles again, you won’t have to suffer the consequences yourself.”
Sang Nuanyue had been diagnosed with Ping'an pulse by Qiu Yu before, but she had some minor ailments that were innocuous. So she really didn't know how much Qiu Yu weighed. But what should I say? You can even diagnose my depression. Are you really a little maid with some medical skills?
Sang Nuanyue wanted to complain, but when she thought about having to trouble Shen Tingjun this time, she felt a little uncomfortable. She was lazy, and then waved her hand to let Qiu Yu go out.
After Su Jin was the only one left in the room, Su Jin said, "Girl, you have to think about some things." If you stubbornly get into trouble, isn't that making things difficult for yourself?
From Su Jin's point of view, since the matter is a foregone conclusion, what's wrong with taking advantage of the Marquis? Anyway, he took advantage of his own girl.
Isn't it good that this time, it's all settled between them and no one owes anyone anything?
When Su Jin said this, Sang Nuanyue glared at her, "Is this how things are planned?"
Su Jin spread his hands: "Then tell me, how do you settle this matter?"
No matter how you calculate it, the relationship between her and Shen Tingjun is just a confusing matter. It can't be settled if you want to.
But she would rather Shen Tingjun owe her and be sorry to her than she would not be sorry to Shen Tingjun.
Thinking of this, Sang Nianyue became even more irritable.
She got up and walked around on the floor for a few steps, but she still felt that she was full of troubles and had nowhere to talk to, so in the end she could only fall asleep again under the quilt.
Unexpectedly, Qing'er ran in from outside before she felt sleepy. He was almost reaching the inner room before he quickly stopped and asked Sang Nianyue through the screen: "Sister, what's wrong with you? I heard from the maids that you vomited twice? Sister, are you not eating well or are you feeling upset? Comfortable?"
I have to say that as a biological sibling, Qing'er still knows a bit about her sister. He knew very well that his sister was not a troublemaker and would never ask others for things she could do herself. One is that he can't lower his head, and the other is that he doesn't want to owe a favor.
But because of his admission into Yingtian Academy, his sister was forced to bow her head and asked him to seek help from the Marquis.
Qing'er felt very sad and said, "Sister, if you really don't want to, I'll go talk to the Marquis again and I won't bother him about this matter. We'll find another way. There will always be a way to the mountain. , no living person can be choked to death by urinating.”
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Sang Nuanyue stood up and walked out of the back room. Qing'er saw that although her sister's lips were a little pale, she looked in good spirits, and she felt slightly relieved.
He was loose-minded and only wanted to joke. He immediately said: "What I said is the truth, sister. Compared with my sister's body, everything else is something that can be discarded. Really, sister, if you feel that it is inappropriate to seek help from Mr. Hou, I will talk to Mr. Hou later." Let’s be clear, we siblings…”
"Okay, okay, what did I say? You just keep saying this. Why don't you trouble Mr. Hou? If you don't bother Mr. Shen, is there any way for us, my brother and sister, to send you to Yingtian Academy?" Sang Nianyue He is very calm now, and the words he speaks are also terrifyingly calm. "This time, consider it as a favor owed to the Marquis. We will repay this favor later."
Qing'er wanted to say something else, but looking at her sister's expression now, she swallowed the words that came to her mouth.
He stopped talking about this and only told his sister that the Marquis was going to take him to Yingtian Academy tomorrow.
Sang Nuanyue nodded slightly when she heard this: "You're here for the assessment, right?"
"That's it." Qing'er scratched her head, "Master Hou said that although he introduced me, I still have to pass the most basic level. Fortunately, although my knowledge is not profound, my foundation is very solid. Master Hou asked me I don't have to worry."
Sang Nuanyue said "Okay", and then seeing that it was getting late, she hurriedly urged her brother to go back to his room to rest.
She had to get up early the next day, so Qing'er didn't waste any time. After returning to her room, she rolled around on the bed twice excitedly, and then fell asleep.
When Sang Nuanyue heard that Su Jin said that her brother had stopped, the needlework in her hand stopped.
But after a while, she picked up the straight stitch and started sewing it carefully.
Although there was an extra Qiutong in the house who was good at needlework, Sang Nuanyue still did her own needlework occasionally. For example, the dress in her hand was originally intended to be given to Qing'er as a birthday gift. But since her younger brother was going to the academy for an "interview" tomorrow, she wanted him to wear this dress.
Sang Nuanyue stayed up until dawn, and finally finished the clothes. When she unfolded them, she saw that although the clothes were not very gorgeous, they were valuable because of the fine stitching, which showed that they had been made with care.
Qing'er put on her clothes and turned them around twice to show her sister. The clothes fit very well, and the color matching suits Qing'er. When Qing'er put on this dress, it made him look more delicate, just like an elegant little bamboo.
Qing'er praised "good" one after another, but looking at the dark circles under her sister's eyes, she couldn't help but murmured, "Sister, I can't stay up late anymore, it's very harmful to my body. And although I like this dress, I still have There are plenty of clothes to wear, why does sister have to stay up late?”
Sang Nuanyue couldn't help yawning, and tears rolled out of the corners of her eyes. She wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and responded with a smile: "Put on new clothes and seek good luck. Well, don't be nagging. The Marquis should be on his way to pick you up. You can go and eat quickly."
The siblings were talking when they saw Uncle Li coming over and saying, "Master Hou is here and is waiting for the young master at the door now."
Qing'er hurriedly stood up from the stool, "Uncle Li, please invite the Marquis in quickly. The Marquis is a distinguished guest, how can you let the Marquis wait outside the door."
Uncle Li said: "But the Marquis said that there are still female relatives in the house... I'm afraid it will be inconvenient."
"Why is it inconvenient? My sister and the Marquis have met more than once, how can they be so unreasonable? Besides, I don't know whether the Marquis has eaten or not. I haven't eaten yet, so I can't keep the Marquis waiting outside. Wait. Uncle Li, please wait, I will go out with you to greet the Marquis."
By the time she finished speaking, Qing'er had already followed Uncle Li and ran out, leaving Sang Nuanyue behind, neither leaving nor staying.
She finally decided to ask the maid to send a message to Qing'er, and she would go back to the backyard to rest first. Before she could walk out of the flower hall, she saw Qing'er happily leading Shen Tingjun in.
Shen Tingjun saw her but didn't look away. His eyes were as cold as stars, his face was cold, and there was no emotion on his face. This made Sang Nuanyue gradually calm down, and his whole body immediately returned to calm and composed from the previous restless state.
Qing'er was as cheerful as a singing bird, and Sang Nianyue had no doubt that if he were a dog, his tail would be wagging like a fan now.
When Qing'er saw her sister standing under the eaves, she called her, "Sister, ask the maid to prepare another set of bowls and chopsticks. The Marquis hasn't had breakfast yet. The Marquis was planning to take me out to have some breakfast. I said that the house would prepare some breakfast." After breakfast is ready, let Mr. Marquis come and taste our food."
"Sister, why are you still standing? Go and sit in the house. You haven't had breakfast yet. You vomited twice last night and you stayed up late to sew this dress for me. You must be starving too. .Sister, please sit down quickly and let’s have breakfast together.”
I don't know if it was Sang Nuanyue's illusion. When Qing'er said that she vomited twice and stayed up late to sew clothes for him, Sang Nuanyue clearly felt that Shen Tingjun's gaze on her was a little heavy. He looked at the straight dress Qing'er was wearing again, with a look on his face and eyes.
He was obviously looking at the clothes, but Sang Nuanyue always felt like he was looking at her. This made her even more uncomfortable.
Sang Nianyue hurriedly bowed to Shen Tingjun, then faced Shen Tingjun's gaze that could be called a deep and condensed gaze, and said quickly: "I won't use it with you. I don't have any appetite. I'm just too sleepy. I'll go first. Go back to the backyard and sleep for a while, then eat when you wake up.”
Although Qing'er felt that this was inappropriate, since his sister said so, it was hard for him to refute her meaning.
Come again, the Marquis is still here. Although my sister and Mr. Hou are acquaintances and have had meals together before. But yesterday, his sister asked him to go to Mr. Hou for help, which probably took a long time of psychological construction.
Now that I see the creditor, my sister must be in a state of confusion.
Qing'er thought she had guessed her sister's thoughts. Although she was a little reluctant at the moment, she still said obediently: "Sister, please go back to the backyard to rest. But if possible, I still want my sister to have a bowl of porridge to cushion her stomach. Otherwise, Just lying on the bed like this, my stomach is burning, thinking that my sister will wake up soon after sleeping."
"Okay, sister knows, then I'll go back first... You can recruit the Marquis well."
Sang Nianyue saluted Shen Tingjun again, and then turned around and quickly walked out of the flower hall without waiting for him to call.
She was walking leisurely at first, but when she turned the verandah, Sang Nianyue's steps became faster and faster, and finally, she looked like she was about to run.
No matter how you look at it, it looks like you are running away.
Suying thought again that when they were sent here, the Marquis had specifically told them to take good care of the girl. If there is no quarrel between the Marquis and the girl, does this make sense?
Suying looked thoughtful, but her steps were neat. She followed Sang Nianyue in a few steps, and felt a little distressed when she heard her breathing heavily.
The girl hadn't eaten a morsel of water or rice since last night until she got up early today, and she didn't eat the bird's nest soup that Qiu Shui specially made for her. Now that the girl is weak, she might faint if she runs any faster.
Suying quickly spoke out and asked Sang Nuanyue to slow down. Sang Nuanyue looked at the nearby backyard. It was obvious that she had already run here, and Shen Tingjun's eyes could not catch up with her. But somehow, she still felt his sizing eyes falling on her haggard brows and her thin body.
She felt uncomfortable, more flustered, and she couldn't wait to escape from this place.
Not to mention what happened to Sang Nuanyue, Qing'er clearly felt that the Marquis had no appetite today in the front hall.
But the Marquis came to pick him up early in the morning, shouldn't he be hungry now? Since I'm hungry, why can't I eat?
Qing'er couldn't understand, but out of gratitude to Shen Hou, Qing'er kept using chopsticks to pick things up for the Hou.
But Shen Tingjun just ate one bite after another, and halfway through, he actually spoke to Qing'er: "My clothes are nice today."
Qing'er suddenly became excited. He didn't know what the Marquis meant by saying this. But to be honest, his sister made this dress for him, and he really liked it from the bottom of his heart.
Shen Tingjun said "Yeah" and didn't say anything else. But Qing'er reflexively said: "But I have already told my sister that I will not let her do needlework for me in the future. Sister Qiuwu in the house is also very good at sewing, and she is very fast at needlework. Sister Qiuwu It is enough to take care of my clothes and shoes."
Shen Tingjun said "Hmm" again, and his condensed expression seemed to relax.
But then Qing'er added: "But my sister also said that there is still time to make me a dress for my birthday every year. Lord Marquis, look at it, this dress is actually the clothes my sister prepared for me to wear on my birthday, but After I heard that the Marquis was going to take me to Yingtian Academy today, my sister purposely drove this dress out overnight. My sister said that wearing the new clothes would bring good luck and help me enter the academy smoothly today. .”
Shen Tingjun said "Hmm" again, but the ending sound of this "Hmm" was a bit long, and there seemed to be a lot more space between his eyebrows.
If you want to ask Qing'er how a young boy can see the hidden emotions of the big boss, firstly, it may be that Shen Hou did not want to hide anything in front of him; secondly, it may be that they say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. If it were other people, When dining with Shen Tingjun, I definitely didn't dare to look at him. But Qing'er dared. As a result, he discovered some subtle emotional changes in Shen Hou.
I have to say that Qing'er was quite surprised at this moment. She didn't know where the Marquis was thinking and why he looked so unkind.
But it definitely has nothing to do with him.
The Marquis looked like he was thinking about military affairs. From his silent response just now, it can be seen that the Marquis was absent-minded.
Therefore, if the Marquis is not in a good mood now, he definitely has nothing to do with him.
Just as Qing'er was thinking this, she heard Master Hou ask him: "You just said that your sister vomited twice yesterday. What's going on? Is it because the season has changed and she ate too much cold food, or is there something wrong with her body?" ?”
Qing'er looked at Shen Tingjun in surprise, wondering why the Marquis would ask such a question. But maybe the Marquis likes this boy so much that he loves the house and the bird, and also cares a little more about his sister?
Qing'er was so grateful that she quickly told her sister what happened yesterday. At the end, he specifically said: "Thank you for your concern, Lord Marquis. From now on, I will live up to your expectations. I will become the deputy mountain chief as my teacher. I will study hard, study hard for the imperial examinations, and stand in the court as soon as possible." Be your arm.
Shen Tingjun: "..." What are you talking about?
