After the mistress of the Marquis' Mansion was reborn, she divorced and married the prince!

The Song family was told not to go out unless necessary.

Because of General Song's incident, the Song family, who had been living in seclusion, now simply stayed indoors.

With nothing to do at his mother's house and his eldest brother not around, Song Mingli had no choice but to ask his second brother to teach Jingyou kung fu.

Song Yunqi looked tangled. "Sister, it's not that I, as your uncle, am not kind enough. It's just that Jingyou is... a difficult child to teach."

Song Mingli's heart tightened, "You don't have to learn very well, it's enough to temper your mind and strengthen your body."

Song Yunqi still shook his head.

Seeing this, Song Mingli couldn't help but get angry, "If you don't teach me, I'll beg you to teach me when I come back!"

"Don't be angry," Song Yunqi said, "I'm not exaggerating, I can't teach you, and Big Brother can't teach you either!"

Song Mingli remembered the seriousness and earnestness on Jingyou's face when he said he wanted to learn martial arts. He hadn't even started teaching yet, but his second brother said he couldn't teach. Wouldn't that discourage the child's enthusiasm?

I felt guilty towards my son in my previous life, and in this life, I can’t even fulfill such a small wish of his.

Song Mingli felt that she could really just die.

"If you don't teach me, I'll go find a master from outside. I just don't believe in it..."

Before she finished her words, Song Yunqi sighed and shook his head, "Teaching Jingyou is too discouraging to the Master!"

Song Mingli: “…Hmm?”

"Dad once said that I am a rare martial arts genius, and I have always been proud of it." Song Yunqi looked up at the sky, "Until I met Jingyou! It was such a blow!"

"It took me a year to learn the inner strength method, but he learned it in three days! Just three days! Woohoo! A genius like me has to feel inferior in front of him. Tell me, who can be his master?"

Song Mingli: ...

She raised her foot to kick her second brother!

She was shocked. She thought Jingyou couldn't learn Kung Fu! So he has a high talent?

Song Yunqi nimbly dodged his sister's legs and feet, and smiled at her, "Your legs and feet are too weak. If you want to kick your second brother, you need to practice more!"

"I'm going to teach Jingyou! When we come back, we'll find a good teacher to teach Jingyou properly!"

Seeing his second brother running faster than a rabbit, Song Mingli's mood also became cheerful.

But the Gu family was not at all happy without Song Mingli.

Gu Qingshan was annoyed by the household affairs, “I wonder how Song Mingli has been handling them for the past seven years? Maybe women are good at this!”

He simply threw away the mess and hid in Su Yi's arms, out of sight and out of mind.

Gu Huai couldn't find his father, so he came to Sun crying.

Although he was young, he knew that Sun loved him the most in the family.

Seeing Gu Huai running in crying, Sun felt heartbroken.

"Oh my goodness, what happened? Who bullied you? Go and ask grandma to take a look."

Gu Huai threw himself into Sun's arms, "Grandma, I don't want to study anymore! Woo woo woo, the teacher is too fierce."

"How can you not study? If you don't study, who will inherit our mansion in the future? Only if you study hard can you support the mansion in the future!" Sun touched his head distressedly, "Tell grandma quickly, why don't you want to study?"

Gu Huai spread out his palm.

There was a slightly red mark on the child's tender palm.

"Oh! What happened? Grandma, please blow on it, and it will stop hurting." Sun blew on Gu Huai's palm with heartache.

Seeing this, Gu Huai cried even harder, "The teacher was too fierce. He said that I didn't write seriously and hit my palm... Woohoo, grandma, I was already very serious."

The child's eyes were red from crying.

Mrs. Sun was both distressed and angry. "How old is this child? How dare he hit such a young child! If the child doesn't learn well, I would say it's because his teacher didn't teach him well! He actually hit my good grandson! It's absolutely, absolutely unreasonable!"

Gu Huai stayed in her arms and looked at her face.

Seeing Sun looking down at him, he immediately started crying pitifully again, "That teacher was invited by the young lady, and he only likes Jingyou. He never criticizes Jingyou's handwriting, but always encourages Jingyou. He also never slaps his palms."

Gu Huaiwei said aggrievedly.

When Sun heard this, she was furious. "Great! I was wondering why Jingyou is half a year younger than you, but his handwriting is so good. It turns out that the teacher is only devoted to him!"

"We can't afford to use a gentleman like this in our mansion! Someone, please ask Mr. Zhang to leave! We don't need him in our mansion anymore!"

Upon hearing this, Madam Zhao hesitated a little, "Madam, I heard that Mr. Zhang is also quite famous in Kyoto..."

When Gu Huai heard this, he immediately snuggled into Sun's arms.

Sun snorted, "My son is back, are you afraid that we can't invite a better teacher? He was invited by Song Mingli, and he is only devoted to Song Mingli's children. This man can't be kept! Let him go!"

Sun lowered her head and coaxed Gu Huai again.

"Don't be afraid, grandma will chase him away and ask your father to find you a better teacher! I promise not to hit your palm."

"Well, grandma is the best to Huai'er!" Gu Huai acted coquettishly in her arms.

Song Mingli was at the Song family. A day later, he heard that Mr. Zhang had been driven out of the Marquis's Mansion and had not even been paid the half-month salary.

Song Mingli couldn't help but laugh, "It's half a year earlier than in the previous life!"

If Gu Qingshan knew that after Mr. Zhang left the Marquis' Mansion, he was invited by the Qinghe Cui family to study under the Cui family, would he regret it to the core?

The Cui family of Qinghe was a family of distinguished officials. Mr. Zhang had a good relationship with the Cui family of Qinghe.

The Gu family was rude, but she was the one who invited the person, so she couldn't be rude.

Song Mingli quickly asked someone to prepare a car and went to see Mr. Zhang. There were Yulin troops stationed at the Song family, but she explained her intention of going out in detail, and she was the daughter of the Song family who had married out. The Yulin troops did not make things difficult for her, and only sent one person to follow her, disguised as a driver.

Song Mingli didn't mind at all. On the contrary, she felt safer with the Yulin Army accompanying her.

Song Mingli brought Jingyou to Mr. Zhang's home, apologized repeatedly, and gave him a generous gift.

Mr. Zhang refused her gift and only accepted the tuition he was owed.

"Jingyou is a diligent and studious child. I stayed in the Marquis' Mansion because of your sincerity, Madam, and because I like Jingyou so much!"

"With Jingyou away these few days, I really feel less motivated to teach."

Mr. Zhang smiled and stroked his beard, saying, "Young Madam, you don't have to apologize. I understand in my heart that this is not your fault. I have also heard about your difficulties. Even if the Marquis' Mansion doesn't chase me away, I would still want to leave. I'm just afraid that I would be unworthy of the trust placed in me by the Young Madam. This is better now."

Mr. Zhang touched Jingyou's head lovingly, his eyes full of admiration.

"Just don't delay the child. Does the young lady have any plans for where Jingyou will go to study in the future?"

It was obvious that Mr. Zhang cared about Jingyou from the bottom of his heart, and Song Mingli did not hide it from him, "I happened to meet a nobleman who said he wanted to introduce Jingyou to study at the Wang family's clan school in Langya."

"Wang Clan Studies?" Mr. Zhang was obviously a little surprised, but he couldn't help but nod, "Wang Clan Studies is very good! Not bad, not bad."

Mr. Zhang asked Jingyou to recite again. Jingyou's childish face showed a serious expression as he recited the text meticulously.

Mr. Zhang nodded, "Not lazy, not bad!"

After bidding farewell to Mr. Zhang, Song Mingli took Jingyou away. Mr. Zhang accompanied them to the door and watched the mother and son's carriage go away.

He was about to turn back when another larger and more stable carriage suddenly stopped in front of his house.