Quickly, I handed in the system

Chapter 288 Peach Plum World (6)

Armed with Sang Yunli, Meng Yao smiled gently, "The whole family wants to have dinner together, besides, we didn't have to wait long."

Sang Qi also got up at the right time, and bowed to Sang Yunli, "Father, the child is not hungry, it's just right to eat together when father comes back."

Sang Yunli, who said he didn't want people to wait, showed a satisfied smile on his face after hearing Meng Shi and Sang Qi's words.

He patted Meng Shi's hand, looked at the eldest son who always made him proud, and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, then let's eat together."

The three of them ate together under the candlelight, and looked at each other and smiled from time to time. They looked like a very warm family of three.

Here Sancho didn't know the warm scene in the yard next door. After reading late at night, Sancho washed up and went to bed.

When he couldn't sleep enough, he struggled to get up from the bed, put on his clothes, and started his morning exercises.

The body of the original owner is too weak to hold back the wind.

With such a body, once danger comes, there is no power to parry it.

Sancho doesn't like to put herself in a dangerous environment. Youdao is prepared for any danger. Even if her task in this plane is to be a talented scholar, it doesn't prevent her from being a scholar with both civil and military skills.

Of course, just doing morning exercises is not enough. The reason for the original owner's weakness is not only the lack of exercise, she is also very weak.

However, she checked the pulse and found that the original owner's body was in short supply, not because of the turmoil in the back house, but purely caused by drinking himself.

She has to prepare some Chinese medicine for herself and come back to recuperate.

The best is of course food supplements, but the hope of achieving this in the short term is really slim.

Compared to Tu Wanyun's embarrassing position in the Sang Mansion where she has no management power, the original owner is a weaker existence than Tu Wanyun.

This situation is too passive, she can't do anything.

But she didn't have the energy to improve the situation in a short time.

One is because she has to go to the Imperial College to study every day, and she can only return to the Sang Mansion at night, and what awaits her when she returns to the Sang Mansion is still a mountain of books in the study.

It is not so easy to get the first place at the end of the year.

The second is because of the cash-strapped.

No matter what dynasty or plane, money is an indispensable passport.

Tu Wanyun is the daughter of a merchant, but she is not a rich man, but she can be considered rich in Sang Yunli's hometown. When she comes to the capital, her assets are not enough.

Therefore, even the Meng family looked down on the little money in Tu Wanyun's hand, and hadn't touched Tu Wanyun's things for more than ten years.

But Tu Wanyun's Qian Mengshi didn't move, and she didn't spend much on the original owner, most of it was spent on Sang Lanzhu.

The reason why the original owner can often sleep in flowers and willows is because he receives a lot of monthly money, and he is on the same level as Sang Qi.

In this regard, the Meng family in charge of the house did not treat the original owner badly, and achieved absolute fairness.

You must know that Sang Yunli is a poor scholar. After becoming an official, the economy is a little richer, but he can't afford the current expenses of the Sang Mansion.

To put it bluntly, the current expenses of the Sang Mansion are borne by the Meng family who is in charge.

In other words, the original owner was almost raised by the Meng family.

From all perspectives, even San Qiao has to sigh with emotion that the Meng family is indeed more similar than Tu Wanyun, and is more suitable to be the head of the Sang family.

While exercising in the morning, while sorting out the situation of the original owner, Sancho sighed.

Everything else is easy to say, no money is absolutely impossible.

A penny is hard to kill a hero, it seems that she has to find a way to make some money.

There are many ways to make money, and what she lacks is not the principal, after all, the principal will be available when she receives the monthly payment next month.

What she lacks most is time.

Learning takes time, exercising takes time, and earning money takes time.

For the first time Sancho felt that time was so short.

It's the end of the month now, and the Imperial College is about to be on vacation. Sancho studied hard for a few days. After receiving the monthly money, he finally put down his books and went out of the Sang Mansion to find ways to earn money.

San Qiao, who wandered outside for a day, saw Sang Yunli's dark face when he returned home.

Sang Yunli is the director of the Imperial Academy, so he and Sancho naturally went to sleep at the same time.

"What you mean by making progress, is to spend a whole day outside after taking a rest?!"

Sang Yunli paid attention to Sancho's hard work in the past few days, so he noticed it.

Even the gentlemen of the Imperial College sighed with him from time to time, Sancho was like a different person. He was serious and active in class on weekdays, and even after class, he often grabbed the gentlemen to ask questions.

Although the questions asked are too low-level, but students want to make progress, as a teacher, there is no way to ignore or discourage students' self-motivation.

Therefore, no matter what Sancho asked, they answered very patiently, but through the questions Sancho asked, they could also detect Sancho's progress. After all, the questions asked were getting more advanced day by day.

Hearing the compliments from those subordinates and colleagues, Sang Yunli was naturally happy, and thought that taking advantage of Xiumu, he would personally test Sancho to see if he was really what the gentlemen of the Imperial College said, Not small progress.

If it is true, then he as a father must not be stingy, he must be praised and rewarded.

He thought very well, but who knows, when he sent someone to call Sancho in the morning, the reply he got was that Sancho had left the house early in the morning.

He thought it was rare to take a rest, so it was not impossible to leave the house loosely, as long as he came back earlier.

As a result, he waited until night.

Sang Yunli, who had exhausted his patience during the long wait, stood in front of Sancho holding a cane whip, glaring.

Sancho didn't evade, but just frowned and took out the book behind him, "I just went to the book store to pick out a few books, and because I was fascinated by it for a while, I stayed for a long time, why should my father be so angry?"

Because of Sancho's good performance in the past few days, at the moment when he saw the book, Sang Yunli didn't feel that the book in Sancho's hand was just a cover to fool him, but asked suspiciously: "Did you really go to the book store? "

Sancho said as if he had been wronged: "Otherwise, the father doesn't believe the child so much, so he just goes to check it. Does the father think that the child's desire to make progress is just a joke?"

Sancho's aggrieved questioning actually made Sang Yunli feel guilty, wondering whether he was influenced by Sancho's previous impressions and distrusted him too much.

Thinking of this, Sang Yunli put down the cane whip, coughed lightly, concealed the embarrassment and guilt on his face, and said calmly: "In that case, come with me to the study to test your father's school. learning result."

In the study, Sang Yunli asked San Qiao several questions in accordance with the usual pattern of Sang Qi's exams.

"Children don't know."

"Children don't know."

"The child doesn't know either."

"The child still doesn't know."

Under San Qiao's questioning, the rattan whip that Sang Yunli hadn't put away was slapped on the desk again.

"One question and three don't know, this is your motivation?!"

With a familiar question, Sancho said frankly: "The child thinks that the father should know the child's current level, and the questions asked should be in line with the child's current level."

"But who knew that the father would ask the child such a difficult question as soon as he came up, and the child naturally didn't know."

Sancho's calmness made Sang Yunli couldn't help suspecting that it was his fault.

He thought about it in a daze, and then realized that it seemed to be his own fault.

　good night babies
　　
　
(End of this chapter)