There was a brief silence in the room.

The corners of Wei Rou's mouth drooped a little.

"It seems that this matter has embarrassed the gentlemen."

As soon as she said this, the three of them looked at each other in blank dismay.

Qi Yun thought for a while, and said: "Xiao Gu, it's not that we don't want to help you, but that the academy has always been strict in selecting talents. If you want to study in the academy, we will be very happy, but your brother...we are not good either. For evaluation, why don't you bring him over and let's have an assessment first. If he passes the assessment, we won't have any objections, and we will immediately arrange for him to enter the academy."

When Wei Rou heard Qi Yun's words, she rolled her eyes in her heart. She sent this scroll to gain Luo Yan's relationship, so it's better not to send it now, since it will be assessed anyway.

After thinking about it, I think this is fine, if Luo Yan can pass the examination, the three deans will have to protect him in the academy no matter how reluctant they are, otherwise they will be sorry for the painting.

But the next question is how to help Luo Yan pass the assessment.

Thinking of this, Wei Rou said: "What you said is very true, it's just that my younger brother has never been to school, and his talents are poor. The ordinary assessment is probably as difficult as heaven for him. It's just that the junior master has always loved my younger brother. Knowing that my younger brother failed the examination, I'm afraid..."

This has already been said very clearly, her brother has never been educated, and Hetang Academy has high standards for selecting talents, so in front of him, this requirement has to be lowered.

Otherwise, wouldn't this painting be given away for nothing?

At that time, Mr. Ghost Crane will be annoyed, everyone can figure it out.

Wei Rou didn't finish the rest of the sentence, but her tone lowered a bit.

As soon as these words came out, strange expressions appeared on the faces of the three of Meng Yuan.

Meng Yuan stroked his long beard and said in a deep voice, "Little Master Gu, why don't we discuss it first before making a decision?"

Wei Rou nodded: "The younger generation should obey."

Zuo Hong heard the words and said: "Then I'll let someone take you around the academy first, and then come to find you after we have discussed it."

Of course Wei Rou would not refuse this good opportunity for free sightseeing.

Not long after, someone led Wei Rou away.

After Wei Rou left, Meng Yuan withdrew his examining gaze and looked at Zuo Hong and Qi Yun.

"What do you think about this matter?"

Zuo Hong snorted: "If you want me to say, it's not that Hetang Academy has set a precedent, it's better to agree."

His eyes could not stop lingering on the scroll, and it was obvious that he liked it very much.

Meng Yuan turned his attention to Qi Yun.

Qi Yun pondered for a moment: "If this son is talented and intelligent, we can make an exception for him. But if..."

Zuo Hongdao: "Then just agree directly, why is it so troublesome? It also makes people feel dissatisfied."

Qi Yun sighed and glanced at Zuo Hong.

"You think I don't want to? Didn't you hear what Young Master Gu said just now? He said that his younger brother has never studied, let alone talented."

Zuo Hong opened his mouth: "Could it be an idiot?"

Meng Yuan coughed heavily twice, signaling him not to talk nonsense, Zuo Hong hurriedly shut up.

Meng Yuan narrowed his eyes, and it took a long time before he spoke: "Mr. Guihe sent the painting first, and our words have been promised, so naturally it is not easy to take them back, otherwise it will make people see a joke."

"According to the dean, it is..."

Meng Yuan smiled slightly.

"Right and wrong, success or failure are in the hands of people, we just need to do our duty well."

Zuo Hong and Qi Yun looked at each other, and then understood what he meant, with smiles on their faces.

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