Quickly, I handed in the system

Chapter 289 Peach Plum World (7)

These questions of his are used to examine the school Sang Qi.

What level is Sancho?
A few days ago, he was still reading some basic books read by children. Even if he made rapid progress in the past few days, how could he possibly catch up with Sang Qi.

"Ahem," coughed twice in embarrassment, to cover up his dereliction of duty as a father, Sang Yunli said: "Since that's the case, then I will test you with a less difficult test as a father."

Speaking of which, Sang Yunli recalled what he had passed the school exams when Sang Qi was seven or eight years old, and asked Sang Qiao like a gourd.

This time Sancho was able to answer. Although he was a little stumbling, compared to his previous ignorance and incompetence, it can indeed be said that he has made rapid progress.

Sang Yunli nodded in satisfaction, "Yes, it can be seen that you have indeed worked hard during this time."

The progress is a bit slow, but boy, there are also some late bloomers. As long as you are willing to make progress, you will have time at any time, and you may not be unable to become a great talent.

What's more, Sancho will only be 17 years old.

"I don't dare to be praised by my father, my son is still far behind."

Sancho's timely modesty undoubtedly made Sang Yunli more satisfied.

"You write very well. Take this Fang Chengni inkstone. Don't disappoint my father's expectations of you."

Sang Yunli, as the director of the Imperial Academy, is well versed in the way of teaching. Teaching children is similar to teaching, and both pay attention to rewards and punishments.

If the child behaves well, he must be rewarded, so as to mobilize the enthusiasm of the child.

Sancho's eyes lit up when he heard the Chengni inkstone.

Chengni Inkstone, one of the Four Famous Inkstones, is a good thing and valuable.

It just so happens that she is short of money now.

Resolutely accepted Sang Yunli's Chengni inkstone, "My son will definitely live up to my father's expectations."

Then Sang Qiao sold the Chengni inkstone to Lu Yuncheng.

Lu Yuncheng, Guozijian is well-known as a powerful and rich second generation.

Marquis Guanwu’s mansion made a fortune on horseback, how could the family’s wealth be so thin, plus Lu Yuncheng’s sister-in-law is the daughter of the household servant’s family, and she has a good way of making money, so that Lu Yuncheng has never been short of money since he was a child. .

Sancho sold a Chengni inkstone for 800 taels, and both buyers and sellers were satisfied.

As for why Lu Yuncheng bought such a good Chengni inkstone as a scumbag, Lu Yuncheng himself said so.

"A good inkstone can make me write more frequently, sir. If the frequency of writing is high, can my knowledge increase accordingly?"

Sancho nodded, "Understood, there are a lot of stationery for poor students."

Lu Yuncheng was not convinced, "Just wait and see, I will definitely use this Chengni inkstone to rank No.1 in our class with you, my lord."

Then in the afternoon Lu Yuncheng was still sleeping.

With the 800 taels in his pocket, Sancho found a few more money-making jobs for himself.

And he took Lu Yuncheng to go with him.

At the cost of helping Lu Yuncheng circle the test center for the next exam, she made Lu Yuncheng agree to temporarily record those jobs under Lu Yuncheng's name.

Although Lu Yuncheng didn't study well, he was from the Marquis Mansion after all, so he should have the same upbringing and intelligence, so he didn't ask Sancho why he temporarily put these jobs under his name, but just patted his chest and assured: "You Don't worry, there isn't anyone who doesn't have good eyesight dare to touch the young master's property, not even the prince."

Sancho frowned: "Speak carefully."

Dare to say such outrageous words.

That is to say, the court is at peace now, and Guanwuhou's mansion has been idle for a long time, otherwise, just relying on Lu Yuncheng's words, he would be killed.

Lu Yuncheng waved his hand indifferently, "Master is not stupid, so I will tell you this."

Sancho looked at him: "How do you know that walls have ears?"

Lu Yuncheng smiled, "Is there any ears in the partition wall, can I know? You have practiced martial arts for more than ten years as a young master, and it is useless."

Yes, although Lu Yuncheng is not good at studies, his martial arts are not bad.

Get up early every day to practice martial arts, and never slack off for a day.

"Okay, you don't have to worry about these things anymore. Let's go for a walk. The young master invites you to the Chunfeng Building for a drink."

Taking Lu Yuncheng's hand away skillfully, Sancho refused, "No time, I want to go back to study."

Lu Yuncheng had a bitter face, "Why are you getting more and more boring, you are either reading or reading all day long."

That's what he said, but Lu Yuncheng still didn't continue to drag Sancho to the Chunfeng Building, and added: "But the young master likes you better now."

Although Sancho used to sleep with him often, he seemed a little gloomy, not as cheerful as he is now.

Compared with the previous Sancho, the bright and motivated Sancho is more eye-catching to him now.

Sancho's face remained unchanged, he ignored Lu Yuncheng's words, and waved the folding fan lightly in his hand, leaving only a thin back view of Lu Yuncheng.

Back home, as soon as Sancho stepped into the yard, he was stopped by Nanny Zhong.

"Master, madam, please go over."

San Qiao turned his feet and followed Nanny Zhong to Tu Wanyun's place.

Tu Wanyun was asking the servant girl to wipe her nails, when she saw San Qiao coming, she didn't paint her nails anymore, she hurriedly waved to San Qiao, she didn't know that she thought that the two of them had a deep love between mother and child.

But in fact, Tu Wanyun called San Qiao over just to ask San Qiao about Sang Yunli.

"I heard that your father often tests your homework recently?"

San Qiao nodded, and met Tu Wanyun's expectant eyes, "That's what happened."

Xu Shi realized that she was a little too eager, so Tu Wanyun straightened her body, "Then how's your homework going?"

"It's okay."

Whatever Tu Wanyun asked, San Qiao would answer, neither talking nor asking, forcing Tu Wanyun to voluntarily tell her the purpose of calling her here today.

"I see that your father is very diligent in taking the exam today. You are tired of studying and tossing back and forth every day, which also wastes your study time. Why don't you let your father go to your study to test you."

After finishing speaking, Tu Wanyun glanced at San Qiao without any trace, and asked her, "What do you think?"

Sancho smiled, "Of course it's a good thing, so I'm going to trouble my mother to talk to my father."

Tu Wanyun's eyes widened, and she blurted out, "I'll tell you? I'll tell you how your father would agree!"

Sancho spread his hands, "Look at what mother said, even if you say it, father doesn't agree, but if son says it, father will agree?"

"Isn't your father very satisfied with you recently? He often praises your governor for being sensible and making great progress. You can tell him that he will definitely agree."

San Qiao raised his head slightly, and looked at Tu Wanyun with a half-smile, "Mother has been paying attention to her son recently."

Even Sang Yunli boasted that he knew everything.

Being looked at by San Qiao like this, Tu Wanyun felt a little more uncomfortable. She rolled her eyes, not daring to look at San Qiao, and said forcedly: "Didn't you complain that Mommy didn't care about you enough a few days ago? I cared about you, and you teased my mother."

Staring at Tu Wanyun for a while, before Tu Wanyun was about to become angry, San Qiao said: "Mother should know whether she cares about her son or pays attention to father's movements."

After a pause, Sancho continued: "The son is no longer the child who longed for mother's alms and cared for more than ten years ago. If the mother wants to compete with the Meng family, you might as well think of a way by yourself and count on the son. I'm afraid It's going to be disappointing."

"My son still has homework unfinished, so I won't spend more time with my mother." After speaking, Sancho bowed, turned and left regardless of Tu Wanyun's blue and red face.

(End of this chapter)