Chapter 168 The Enrollment
Jiang Chunxi scratched her head, "Her husband went to study. She followed him to the town."
After saying that, she was still a bit uneasy and then warned, "I don't care what exactly you are looking for her. But don't cause any misunderstanding between her and her husband. Otherwise, I won't let you go easy."
Guo Ruowu grunted, "What else do you want?"
Jiang Chunx curled her lip, "Nothing. I just feel that the wooden dolls at your table are strange. Why do they have no eyes?"
Guo Ruowu picked up his teacup and glanced at her, " Don't pry into things you shouldn't know."
When the host picked up his teacup, it meant that he wanted the guest to leave. Jiang Chunxi could take the hint. And Guo Ruowu's attitude was the same every time, as if she wanted to come.
"Well, then I'll leave you to your own work. I'll leave first."
After saying that, she turned around and was about to leave. But she was called by Guo Ruowu, "Wait."
Jiang Chunxi turned around discontentedly, "What? Is there something else?"
Guo Ruowu raised his chin at the three big coins placed on the table, "Take this away. I can't read your fate from your face. So, I can't ask for your money."
Jiang Chunxi grunted and walked over to pick up the money, "Humph! Fine, you don't want it! I'm leaving!"
Guo Ruowu watched her walk out the door. And then he picked up his small carving knife again and continued to carve the wooden doll on the table.
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Su Jiuyue was away for the last two days, and Wu Xiyuan spent most of his time in the academy.
He had been sick for half a year. His fellow students were very happy to see him here.
Among the students, the closest to him was Su Xianzhong, who was two years older than him and had registered for the examination last year. But he had not even passed the provincial examination.
However, after this blow, he did not slack off but studied harder.
When he saw Wu Xiyuan back in school again, he was sincerely happy for him, "Junior Xiyuan, you have finally recovered. If you don't recover, it will be a waste of your good talent."
Even the teacher once said that Wu Xiyuan was the most gifted student he had ever seen. He was always the fastest at memorizing books, and he was the first to understand what the teacher said.
In his previous life, Wu Xiyuan went to the capital city and saw too many talented people. At best, he was only a little better than the average person. How could he be considered gifted?
The children of those families at the age of fifteen could continuously get three first in the provincial, metropolitan, and imperial final examinations. But it would be natural that many students from poor families, like them, didn't even finish learning Four Books and the Five Classics.
He laughed and shook his head, "I'm not gifted at all. Senior Zhong Xian, you're too kind."
Su Xianzhong walked around him and tsked, "I always feel that after this serious illness, you seem to be a different person."
Wu Xiyuan certainly knew why. In his previous life, he worked as an official for many years. Afterward, he also had a bit of luck and joined the cabinet.
Once a person had many experiences, his temperament would change.
His smile went a little bigger. With a little show-off, he said, "Maybe it's because I got married?"
Su Xianzhong froze, "You got married? Why don't I see a message from you?"
Wu Xiyuan sighed, with some guilt on his face, "I was still sick at the time, so we didn't have a big wedding. We have rented a house near the academy. We will invite you to our home for a casual dinner another day."
Su Xianzhong immediately agreed, "That's great! Then I'll wait for your invitation!"
After the two exchanged a few words of courtesy, Su Xianzhong remembered, "By the way, you have not come to study for half a year, I am afraid you will not be able to keep up with the progress. When school is over, you can take my notes back and transcribe them. If you do not understand, you can ask me directly."
Wu Xiyuan bowed to him, "Then thank you, brother Zhong Xian."
He hadn't come to school for a long time, and someone else was already sitting in his place. Teacher Huang called him to the front of the room and expressed his concern.
"How are you doing? Do you still remember what you have learned?"
No one dared to slack off on studying. Although Wu Xiyuan was really gifted, he hadn't studied for half a year. He may not be able to remember much of what he learned before.
Seriously, he really didn't remember much of what he had learned before. However, he was very experienced in taking tests. And, he had even been an examiner himself once. Once, he had numerous students.
The examination was different from what they thought earlier. The stereotyped writing required students to have reason and logic. It was not advisable to read without digesting.
He respectfully stood with his hands down, "I can't remember some of them. But I will intensify my studies."
Mr. Huang nodded with his beard, "There is still a month before the Provincial Examination. You have been delayed for so long. I'm afraid you will not be able to make it. But don't be discouraged. You are still young. You can take it again next year."
Wu Xiyuan moved his books to his new seat with the help of Su Xianzhong. After taking an account, he found that one of his inks was missing.
He was from a poor family and could not afford to buy good ink and pens. But even so, inks and pens were still a big expense.
Wu Xiyuan frowned. Considering that there were many people in the school and it had been a long time, he didn't continue to pursue it.
Wu Xiyuan clasped his hand, as a way to say thanks.
Su Xianzhong blinked his eyes and asked, "Who is that young lady? Is she your wife?"
Wu Xiyuan was instantly disgusted and did not want to engage in any hypocritical conversation.
"The lesson is about to begin. You should go back to your seat. We can discuss these later after the class."
At first, Wu Xiyuan listened carefully. But later, he gradually lost patience. Looking at the notes he had taken, he felt that many of the explanations were too one-sided. And he wrote down his new understanding.