I've been reborn, who would still raise a son from another family? Go away

time flies.

Soon it was time to hand in the papers, and Song Shijin was the first to hand in his paper, but Yan Zicheng's eyes swept across the paper without any expression.

I don't expect a seven-year-old child to come up with any amazing ideas.

Xie Wenhua and Song Yiyan handed in their answer sheets at the same time.

Yan Zicheng glanced back and forth at the children.

Finally, he waved Lu Zeyan over and placed their answer sheets in his hands.

"Please have some tea and wait in the side hall first. We will take the answers inside for you to discuss together and then announce the final decision." Lu Zeyan spoke first.

A few servants who looked like scholars came out of the Zhanshi Mansion and directed the little guys and Song Nanzhi and his group to wait in the side hall.

In order to avoid being criticized, Liu Zimo followed Song Yiyan to the side hall.

"Have some tea, everyone." The servant served the tea politely.

Everyone held up their teacups, each with their own thoughts.

In the inner hall of the Zhanshi Mansion, Lu Zeyan praised endlessly: "I never thought that a six-year-old child could come up with such a wonderful idea. Such a child will surely be able to take on great responsibilities when he grows up."

"The young master of the Prince of Jin's Mansion is not bad either. The writing is unintentional, but the writer gives it. His answer sheet fully demonstrates his character."

"Not only that, in the second competition he also showed his broad mind, worthy of being the descendant of an emperor."

Xie Wenhua's place was quickly confirmed.

However, Song Yiyan and Song Shijin were in a dilemma for a while.

Judging from the performance comparison, Song Yiyan's answers made everyone more satisfied.

When I just came in, I took a look at Song Yiyan. He was too thin and frail.

Just when everyone was arguing fiercely.

Suddenly, the servant's anxious voice came: "Sir, the young master of Zhennan Marquis's Mansion suddenly fainted."

"What!" Everyone stood up in surprise.

Lu Zeyan hurriedly called for the palace doctor.

"What's going on?" Liu Zimo's face darkened and he shouted harshly.

He just had a conversation with the King of Jin outside, and when he came back he saw Song Yiyan fainted on the ground.

Liu Zimo walked forward, picked up Song Yiyan from the ground and placed him on a bench beside him.

Xie Wenhua stayed beside Song Yiyan, staring at Song Shijin with anger in his eyes: "He just gave Brother Yan a candy, and then he fainted. It must be him who did it."

Song Shijin's face turned pale, and he hid beside Song Nanzhi with a feeling of grievance: "I, I didn't. My brother is prone to dizziness. I just imitated my great-grandmother and gave him a candy."

As he spoke, he tremblingly stretched out the extra candies in his hand and showed them to everyone.

"You're talking nonsense!" Xie Wenhua's face flushed red as he pointed at Song Shijin: "Why would he faint just like that?"

"My younger brother has been weak since he was young, and he often fainted due to exhaustion in the Marquis' Mansion." Song Shijin explained in a low voice. Seeing that no one believed him, he immediately opened one of the candies and put it in his mouth.

Song Nanzhi also hurriedly protected Song Shijin by his side and said, "Yes, I am sorry to have worried you all. The child is just sick. I will ask the servants to take him back to the mansion for treatment."

After saying that, he stepped forward and tried to pick up Song Yiyan.

Liu Zimo narrowed his eyes slightly.

He spoke up to stop them: "Wait a minute, the result of the competition has not come out yet, no one can leave, and this incident is a bit strange."

"Please don't announce the results of the competition before we find out the real reason why Brother Yan fainted." Liu Zimo stopped Song Nanzhi and cast his eagle-like eyes on the two of them.

"This?" Lu Zeyan and Yan Zicheng looked at each other. They didn't want to get involved in such matters.

But Xie Jingrui suddenly said, "This competition is of great significance to several children. In addition to sufficient knowledge, the more important thing for the tutor of the crown prince is good character. It is better for you adults to carefully select them."

Song Nanzhi's body suddenly froze.

Song Shijin pinched Xiaoshuang tightly, lowering his eyes to hide his inner panic.

The court doctor arrived quickly.

After paying his respects to the people in the room, he hurried forward to take Song Yiyan's pulse.

After a moment, he said, "Young Master is fine."

"Why did he faint?" Liu Zimo asked puzzledly.

Song Nanzhi looked at the court doctor and dared not breathe.

The court doctor was a little surprised and said, "The young master's pulse is normal. It may be because of the nervousness that the qi and blood suddenly attacked the heart and caused a temporary fainting."

Song Shijin was obviously relieved, and looked at Xie Wenhua with a little more pride: "I always said that my brother would often be like this in the Marquis' Mansion. I also ate the candy, and I didn't feel dizzy."

Lu Zeyan frowned deeply. If it was as they saw, then Song Yiyan was indeed not suitable to enter the palace as the Crown Prince's tutor.

Xie Wenhua was unwilling to give up. He bit his lip and looked at Song Yiyan nervously, and asked doubtfully, "Why isn't he awake if he's fine?"

This was the first time that the court doctor had encountered such a situation in all his years of practice: "Forgive me for my limited medical skills."

"Quack!" Xie Wenhua cursed without any hesitation.

The court physician Liao Guoan was, after all, an old Chinese doctor who had passed down the tradition from generation to generation. When he was scolded by the young master, his face suddenly looked a little ugly.

Xie Jingrui quickly scolded: "Hua'er, don't be rude."

"Father can't even figure out why he fainted. Why don't we ask the emperor to call the imperial physician out from the palace?" Xie Wenhua looked unconvinced.

Xie Jingrui also noticed something strange and nodded in agreement: "Okay, after all, this is a serious matter."

After hearing this, Song Nanzhi's legs went weak and he almost couldn't stand.

Song Shijin grabbed Song Nanzhi's sleeve, his face turned pale with fright.

If the imperial physician found out that this matter was related to them, not only would Song Shijin's tutoring assignment be ruined, but even Song Nanzhi's own career would be hindered.

Song Nanzhi hurriedly stopped him, "Don't bother your Highness. I have a doctor in my house who knows the child's physical condition. Why don't I go back and ask the doctor to come over?"

Xie Wenhua glanced at Song Shijin, then at the candies in his hand, and stepped forward to take all the candies away: "Old man, take a good look at these candies, is there anything wrong with them?"

Although Liao Guoan didn't like the young master's words, he didn't dare to get angry because of the other party's status.

After taking the candy, check it carefully.

After checking everything one by one and finding nothing unusual, he said, "These candies are no different."

After thinking for a long time, Liao Guoan continued, "The young master is so weak, it must be due to malnutrition and lack of blood in the body, which caused the fainting."

While everyone was talking, Song Yiyan woke up slowly.

He opened his eyes and saw a dark mass above his head. Song Yiyan supported himself on the bench and sat up.

"What's wrong?" Song Yiyan asked everyone weakly.

Everyone looked at Song Yiyan, and saw him suddenly spit out a mouthful of candy from his mouth.

"Why do I feel dizzy after eating this candy? Brother, please don't eat this candy again in the future." Song Yiyan looked at Song Shijin with pretended concern.

Song Nanzhi's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

"What candy? I just ate it and I'm fine." Song Shijin pretended to be calm.

After saying that, he wanted to step forward and snatch the candy from Song Yiyan's hand.

Xie Wenhua was quick to take it and immediately handed it to Liao Guoan: "Old man, take a look, what's wrong with this candy?"

Liao Guoan broke the candy, put it to his nose and sniffed it. His brows suddenly frowned and his expression changed drastically.

“This candy…”