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The news reached Song Xiang's ears and everyone in the hospital knew about it.

Lu Zechuan curled his lips and criticized Song Xiang's success as a scholar: "Why is he not the head of the case?"

Taro buried his head in embarrassment: "My young lady is already very powerful!"

Song Xiang said calmly: "So what if he's not the head of the case?"

"Now that I have the reputation of being a scholar, I will see that officials do not kneel down, will be exempted from corvee labor, and have many other benefits in the future. I will never wrong you!"

Lu Zechuan hummed and stopped talking.

Song Xiang asked Taro again: "Who is the head of the case?"

Taro immediately said: "Miss, it's Du Liniang from Qinghe County! Does the lady recognize her?"

Song Xiang shook his head: "I've never heard of this person!"

"Does Sister Zhou have a ranking?"

"Miss Zhou! I looked back and forth three times, but I didn't see Miss Zhou's name!"

Song Xiang was a little regretful: "Sister Zhou only cares about indulging in male sex, and she doesn't care about the exams!"

"Taro, go buy some gifts and prepare them. I plan to visit Luo Jiaoyu's house to thank her for her cultivation!"

Taro accepted the promise and stepped back.

Lu Zechuan specifically told Song Xiang: "Come back early and don't go to Goulan Courtyard, otherwise I won't let you go!"

"Jealous!" Song Xiang felt a little unable to control Lu Zechuan. She sighed and said to him bluntly, "I didn't marry you just to let you come in and be jealous. If you can't accept everything about me, just go." Find a wife who will protect you like a jade!"

Song Xiang's words were like a wake-up call, and Lu Zechuan almost couldn't turn around. "Song Xiang, can't you coax me?"

"If I'm really jealous, why do I keep relying on you?"

Song Xiang was a little angry just now, and he knew that what he said was a bit harsh. Seeing that Lu Zechuan had relented, he softened his tone and said, "What I said just now was angry. Don't take it to heart. You are kind to me for saving my life." , and has admired me for many years, how can I be ruthless and unjust?"

"If you have any favorite food, I'll buy it for you. How about that?"

Lu Zechuan nodded and said calmly: "Buy a duck with soy sauce!"

"Then don't be angry!" Song Xiang paused for a moment, then kissed Lu Zechuan on the cheek and said in a flattering tone, "I will write the marriage contract now and take it to the government office after it is signed. Can you stamp it?"

Lu Zechuan blushed and awkwardly looked away from Song Xiang, urging in a low voice: "Why don't you hurry up and write?"

Seeing that he finally smiled, Song Xiang breathed a sigh of relief. He took a pen and paper from his room, asked Lu Zechuan his birth date, and then started writing the marriage letter.

Lu Zechuan lay on the embroidered couch and watched Song Xiang write quietly, and the big stone in his heart was completely lifted.

Previously, he was afraid that Song Xiang would coax him, so he always spoke harshly to Song Xiang. Now that Song Xiang really wanted to marry him, he was a little afraid that he was not worthy!

"Song Xiang, do you really not mind that I almost became someone else's husband?"

Song Xiang put down the pen in his hand and said calmly: "Didn't you say it was almost the same? What should I mind!"

She picked up the marriage contract on the table and looked at it, then took the ink pad and walked over to Lu Zechuan to press her fingerprints with him!

When the red handprints clearly appeared on the rice paper, the two of them raised their eyes and glanced at each other uncontrollably.

Song Xiang stood up with the marriage certificate and tentatively said, "Then I'm leaving?"

"Go! I won't go back on my word!"

Song Xiang folded the marriage certificate, put it on his chest, and quickly left the room.

"Taro, bring the gift!" Song Xiang shouted as he walked. Waiting to get the gift, he quickly walked out of the yard and rode towards Luo Jiaoyu's house.

When Luo Yijian heard that the list was posted outside, he asked his personal servant to look around. After learning the names of the first three girls, he couldn't suppress his excitement at all.

"I wonder who my mother has chosen to be my wife?"

Luo Jiaoyu didn't know that her son had already made up his mind to be among the top three. At this moment, she was meeting Song Xiang in the main hall.

She saw the list posted by the government earlier than Song Xiang, so naturally she also knew the news that Song Xiang was admitted as a scholar.

Looking at the talented and beautiful Song Xiang, Luo Jiaoyu couldn't help but feel a little tentative. She asked Song Xiang with a smile: "Have you ever been engaged? Do you have a husband at home?"

Song Xiang bowed respectfully: "Islamic decree, the student's family already has several husbands!"

Even though Luo Jiaoyu read it to countless people, he still couldn't figure out how Song Xiang could marry so many husbands at such a young age. He originally wanted to make a matchmaking match for his son, but he took it back.

She admonished Song Xiang: "You are young and promising. You should focus on your studies instead of indulging in love!"

"When you are successful in your studies, you will not be able to choose your marriage at will? How can you marry such a husband at such a young age?"

Song Xiang took the blame again and again and replied respectfully: "Students are indulged in pleasure, so they indulge a little, but they have fallen into Confucius's saying of being sensitive and eager to learn. I am really ashamed!"

"Since you have such an awakening, you should study hard and make progress. You must not only be a scholar and become a scholar!"

Song Xiang looked into Luo Jiaoyu's naked eyes and behaved obediently.

"Mother!" Luo Yijian came in from outside and couldn't stop looking at Song Xiang, "I don't know that you are seeing guests!"

He bowed to Song Xiang: "Yijian is rude, girl, don't blame me!"

Luo Jiaoyu's face was livid, and he almost bit his loose teeth into pieces.

How could she not tell that her son was attracted to Song Xiang? However, Song Xiang had too many husbands and was not a good match for his future wife, so she had no choice but to cut off this bad relationship herself.

"Yijian, if you don't go back to the boudoir in the inner courtyard to get married, what are you doing in the front hall?"

Luo Yijian thought that his mother had betrothed him to Song Xiang. While his heart was burning, he pretended to be reserved and asked: "Mother wants me to marry? Can you tell me who the child is marrying?"

He glanced at Song Xiang calmly, then blushed with embarrassment.

Luo Jiaoyu didn't care about her son's little behavior. She hurriedly said impatiently: "You go back to the backyard first. I'll tell you after my mother has finished entertaining the guests!"

When Song Xiang heard this, he didn't dare to stay any longer and excused himself, "The student has some important things to do, so I won't disturb the teacher to deal with his family affairs."

"Farewell, students!"

After watching Song Xiang leave. Luo Yijian stomped his feet unhappily: "Why does Mother keep chasing me away?"

Luo Jiaoyu snorted coldly and scolded: "Look at what you looked like just now. You don't have the manners of a young master at all. You almost disgraced me!"

"Come in Heshun!" Luo Jiaoyu ordered the maid in an unhappy tone, "From now on when I have guests, no other people in the backyard are allowed to come in, otherwise I will take you for granted!"

The maid responded meekly and respectfully.

When Luo Yijian saw this, he immediately became anxious: "Mother, what are you doing? When will your son and I become a bastard?"

Luo Jiaoyu was still angry and scolded his son: "Go get a basin of water and look at your current appearance. You look totally worthless. You really embarrass me!"