Houfu Key Class

Pan Hongzhi's mouth twitched, and he really wanted to quit.

But after thinking about a hundred taels a month, he closed his eyes and opened them again, gritting his teeth and smiled: "Of course..."

"Puff." Zhao Yin glanced at Pan Hongzhi's expression and couldn't help laughing.

Too miserable, really too miserable.

He still remembered that when Pan Hongzhi first came to the Marquis' Mansion, he proudly said that he had a good life in the North Court of Hanlin, but now he was forced to pretend to be a grandson with them.

Life is not easy, and big money is not so easy to make.

Pan Hongzhi kicked him over, signaling his bad friend to restrain himself. If he laughed and was discovered by Master Cheng, they would both be finished.

Zhao Yin quickly stopped laughing and explained: "Sorry, I just thought of the happy event at home and couldn't help laughing out loud."

"What happy event is there in your family?" The little devil asked curiously.

Zhao Yin said with a grumble: "Well, the three ducks at home each laid a double-yolked egg this morning."

Little Devil: "..."

What kind of happy event is this? It's so weird.

Pan Hongzhi's mouth twitched. What a bad excuse.

The next day, the two brothers got on a carriage to Qingbo Academy to check their results early in the morning. Maybe they came here too many times, and the two who should have been a little nervous were now more relaxed than each other.

Young Master Jincheng even leaned against the window and complained like a lord: "It's fine if you don't arrange two carriages, can't you change to a bigger one? I can't lie down any more."

Xu Wan glanced at him and said: "Carriages are for sitting, not lying down. Look at the way you sit, and then look at your brother's. He grows faster than you."

After five months of growth, both children actually grew up very fast, but Zong Wenxiu was obviously faster. He didn't eat well in the slums and was a little shorter than children of the same age, but he slowly caught up after returning to the Marquis' Mansion and grew faster.

Zong Jincheng glanced at his brother, who was sitting upright and boring: "Aren't you afraid of back pain when you sit so straight?"

Xu Wan corrected: "Back pain only occurs when you don't sit straight."

"No way, I obviously feel very comfortable." The little devil defended.

Xu Wan snorted, "If you don't believe me, just lie in the carriage for a day and try it. If it doesn't hurt, I'll take your surname."

Zong Jincheng immediately perked up after hearing this, and replied with a sly smile, "But don't you have the same surname as me? Madam Zong, Zong Xu, hahahahaha..."

Xu Wan: "..."

She hated this evil ancient practice of taking the husband's surname.

Xu Wan couldn't kick him, so she corrected him, "It's your father's surname, not yours, you idiot who talks nonsense."

Zong Jincheng was still laughing, and even laughed more and more intensely. He was finally able to win back a point from Xu Wan, and he was in a particularly good mood.

When they arrived at the place, the two brothers got off the carriage, and Zong Jincheng didn't forget to turn around and tease, "We're going to see the results, wait for our good news, Zong Xu."

Xu Wan: "!"

Wait for you, you little bastard!

The little devil left with his head shaking, jumping on the road, looking really happy, but all this was based on Xu Wan's defeat.

Xu Wan pinched her brow with one hand and paced back and forth.

She now began to understand why Cuizhi asked her that. She taught her apprentice to bully the master. If this little bastard continues to grow like this, she will not be able to defeat him. What should she do?

Xu Wan paced back and forth, and reviewed the subsequent teaching courses in her mind again, and adjusted the battle plan according to the performance of the little devil...

Zong Jincheng has learned his lesson now.

Since he forgot to check his brother's grades last time, he has been reflecting on himself, so now it is his turn to check the grades again. He said to Zong Wenxiu in surprise: "Brother, let's go and check your grades first."

"Ah? Okay." Zong Wenxiu thought, his younger brother must be worried that if he fails this test, he will not be able to beat Luo Chen in the children's class test in a few days.

The two ran all the way to the list of twelve-year-olds, one starting from the top and the other starting from the bottom.

The two moved towards the middle, one on the left and one on the right, until they stopped at the fifty-odd place.

"Fifty-three, it's the fifty-third place!" The little devil shouted excitedly, and turned around to see that his brother had also found this place.

"Brother, brother, you got fifty-three, and you can get such a high ranking even after skipping two levels. You are so amazing!" The little devil began to talk, "Before I came here, Master Cheng said that you could get into the top 100, but I didn't expect it to be much better than his expectations! Oh my God, brother, you are so amazing too!!"

The younger brother held his shoulders and jumped up and down, happy as if he had passed the exam himself. Zong Wenxiu's emotions were never so intense, but maybe because he had been with his younger brother for a long time, his emotions were easily affected by him, and he also smiled happily: "Well, I did well in the exam, and finally did not live up to the teachings of all the masters."

But this result is still not enough. Zong Wenxiu actually set a very high standard for himself. Eight days later, he will defeat Luo Chen with an absolute advantage and vent his anger for his younger brother.

So in the eight days after returning, he must study harder than before.

The little devil didn't notice his delicate inner activities, and just happily pulled him and said: "Come on, let's check my grades. I must have done well in the exam. I'm a genius, you know!"

Zong Wenxiu smiled and said: "Yes, I know, you are a great talent."

Zong Jincheng was flattered by the praise, and then he started to brag: "Wait, I must get the first place in the college today, surpassing that Luo Chen!"

"Well... that may still be a little far." Zong Wenxiu reminded in advance.

"Ah? How could that be? Could that idiot be so good?"

Zong Wenxiu said, "Well... he scored better than Qin Shi. Don't underestimate him."

The little devil pouted and said, "Okay, I'll give that great talent a month. I'll definitely beat them all next month! Smash them, crush them, and crush them again."

"Zong Jincheng, you're the twentieth." Lin Yu came to see the results early in the morning. He has always been concerned about Zong Jincheng, and he came to see him before he even saw his own results.

Zong Jincheng rolled his eyes when he heard this. Twentieth place, it seems okay. After all, he jumped two grades, which is something that only a great talent among geniuses can do.

So he smiled and said, "Oh, only twentieth place, I just took the test casually... um..."

Before the little devil finished speaking, his brother quickly covered his mouth.

Zong Jincheng: "Mmmm?"

Zong Wenxiu gritted his teeth and said shamefully: "Jincheng, stop making people hate me. I'm really afraid that you'll get beaten."

Zong Jincheng: "Mmmm!"

How could he get beaten!

He has someone to protect him. That's Bu Yan, the martial arts champion's sparring partner!

Bu Yan really wanted to play dead when he saw the little devil's gaze.

Help, someone save him!

He didn't want to be a thug for this little devil who was causing trouble and offending people everywhere!