Houfu Key Class

The little devil received the prince's approval, and his eyes narrowed with laughter. He nodded heavily and said, "Then I'll think about how to improve it!"

Hehehe, His Highness praised me again.

I am indeed the most powerful second-grade official in the future, His Highness's best student, and the best talent in the imperial court!

Far away from the Marquis Mansion.

Xu Wan was making study plans for her children at home. When she heard the voice of the little boy running back excitedly, she raised her head slightly and paused in the air with the pen raised in her hand.

"Mother, mother, I have done a great job, I have helped His Highness!" Zong Jincheng rushed back, dripping with sweat, but with an excited smile on his face.

Xu Wan raised her eyebrows and smiled, and asked with concern: "What great achievements have you made? Come and tell me about it."

The little devil told how he found out that Wang was not pregnant and later helped Dali Temple solve the case. The whole story was told in a mellow and vivid manner, as if he had experienced it before his eyes.

Xu Wan couldn't help but said: "Your descriptive ability is even better than that of a storyteller."

Zong Jincheng chuckled and said, "I used to listen to it a lot."

Xu Wan: "..."

Sure enough, the ability never comes out of thin air.

"Then what will be their final sentence?" Xu Wan asked curiously.

Zong Jincheng thought for a while and said: "Although it is pitiful that Liu's mother was deceived by Wang, Liu Wu was indeed killed by her. And Wang, although she did not directly kill Liu Wu, she also accomplices and abetted the crime, so the two They will all be punished in the end.”

"Both of them have been punished, what about the five-year-old child at home?" Xu Wan thought of this.

Zong Jincheng quickly replied vigilantly: "Mother Liu has been entrusted to Zhao Kun, and he is willing to raise her."

The little boy was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, another person would be added to the key class. Forget about being a stranger, he was not familiar with him.

Xu Wan nodded: "It's appropriate. Zhao Kun would rather take the blame for Liu's mother. With this heart, it's appropriate to entrust the child to him."

Seeing that his mother didn't mention anything about bringing it to his home, Zong Jincheng immediately regained his smile and pestered her to ask, "Mom, what are you doing? Do you have anything fun?"

Looking at the little boy's head, Xu Wan raised the paper on the table and said, "It's a question that His Highness sent to me a few days ago. He said that he suggested that you figure this out. I thought about it for a few days. We decided to abandon the debate and change it to a discussion forum so that everyone can discuss it from a neutral perspective.”

"Your Highness gave it to you? What topic is it?"

Zong Jincheng asked as he came closer to take a look, and saw only a few big words in the letter:

In official circles, should direct descendants be appointed?

"Direct relatives?" Zong Jincheng thought for a moment and asked, "Do you mean relatives? Direct relatives?"

Xu Wan chuckled: "It doesn't mean that literally. A direct line is a party, and it refers to people who are close to you. They may or may not be capable, but they must be the ones you trust the most."

Zong Jincheng said seriously: "Then there is only one word in my mind now... forming a party for personal gain."

Xu Wandan smiled and said nothing, patted the piece of paper on his chest and said, "Send it to the class. The formal discussion will begin tomorrow morning."

The little devil murmured: "This is still up for discussion, of course it is not. How can a capable person live in a place based on whether the relationship is good or not?"

Xu Wan flicked his forehead and said, "You little fool, nothing is absolute. Have you forgotten how you argued with others about bad officials?"

When she was climbing up the career ladder in the past, she was not able to get promoted because her direct relatives were in the way, and she also felt resentful. But when her performance was far ahead and her colleagues were convinced, the leader gave up on cultivating direct descendants and let her take over.

Later, the boss took the initiative to talk to her about this matter, saying that he had previously given up his direct lineage to mention a person with slightly higher performance, but that person quit after making money. The remaining direct lineage also had grievances and did not work hard, and neither party lost. good.

Therefore, direct lineage and non-direct lineage are not as simple as one sentence.

"But didn't you say that this question is only for discussion?" The little boy said blankly.

Xu Wan smiled and said: "The discussion must be comprehensive. You can't just say one or two words and get away with it. Go ahead, this task is left to you, and supervise other people to prepare well."

When Zong Jincheng heard the word supervision, he immediately became excited: "Okay, okay, I will definitely hold a whip and urge them to think carefully!"

In the key class, seeing Zong Jincheng coming back, everyone else studying on his own looked at him.

Shen Yibai was the first to laugh and said: "Jin Cheng, with the way you run out every day, it's like a tortoise and the hare. I see, sooner or later you will be stepped on by me and become a defeated enemy."

Zong Jincheng said briefly to him: "Go ahead and dream, I will give you another year and you won't be able to catch up."

"Tch, arrogant." Shen Yibai rolled his eyes at him.

Wei Xinglu stretched his head and asked, "Jin Cheng, what is that in your hand?"

"This is the topic of tomorrow's discussion." The little devil shook the paper and said.

"Huh?" Everyone's curiosity was aroused.

Zong Jincheng recounted the introduction that Xu Wan had told him. The reactions of all the young boys were almost the same as his, and they all felt that nepotism should not be used.

Only He Zheng raised his hand weakly: "I understand what Auntie means."

"What?" Why don't they understand.

He Zheng said weakly: "Brother, I am your direct descendant. If in the future I have similar abilities to another person, but only one person is needed to help you do things, you will definitely let me go, right?"

Zong Jincheng immediately said: "Of course, since the abilities are similar, why don't I find someone who knows the basics? Who knows whether he can handle... things well?"

The little devil was suddenly enlightened.

Trust is a very important thing.

"Hiss... But that's not what the sage books we learned said." Wei Xinglu scratched his head and began to wonder if it was a problem with the book or that they were led astray by He Zheng Jincheng again.

Zong Wenxiu looked at the sage's book in his hand and whispered: "The sage's book doesn't have any discussion about raising pigs."

This sentence immediately silenced everyone.

Zong Jincheng's bad official theory is like a shadow. It is terrifying and at the same time makes people feel that it is possible and reasonable to exist.

The little devil thought: "So we have to put down the book of sages, get involved in normal life, and then discuss based on the actual situation: whether we should use direct descendants."

Five children, you look at me and I look at you, with light gradually shining in your eyes.

Just memorizing sages' books by rote every day is boring and boring. But when discussing this kind of topic, they won't be sleepy.

He Zheng suggested: "Brother, I think we should collect some historical data for analysis first, because there have been parties since ancient times, and we must first find out the reason for their existence."

This was the experience he gained from several debate competitions. He first checked the book so that he could present the facts and make sense.