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"No gifts, no gifts, please sit down!" Luo Jiaoyu smiled and waved his hands, "Since you are a student of Yujue, I can't accept this gift. You can take it back later!"

Song Xiang stood up hurriedly and said, "How is that possible? This is a student's wish. Please accept it!"

Luo Jiaoyu smiled and nodded: "Then I would be disrespectful."

Upon seeing this, the young man from Luo Mansion picked up the basket and retreated.

"I wonder how Yujue's health is lately?" Luo Jiaoyu put down the letter and said thoughtfully, "I haven't seen her for many years. I remember when we took the exam together and both failed, if we hadn't supported each other, I’m afraid I won’t even be able to return to my hometown…”

"Alas, the past cannot be recalled..."

Luo Jiaoyu coughed twice, looked at Song Xiang and Zhou Yanzhen lovingly and said, "How are you two knowledgeable? Are you confident in this exam?"

Zhou Yanzhen said angrily: "Reporting to Luo Jiaoyu, there are not as many students as Song Xiang. At most, he is just an exam companion."

Luo Jiaoyu laughed: "As a student of Yujue, how can you be so unambitious?"

"It's a joke to Luo Jiaoyu. This student has not been ready to study since he was a child. He can pass the county examination because his ancestors have blessed him!"

Luo Jiaoyu frowned, with a hint of disappointment in his expression: "In that case, I won't embarrass you!"

She slowly turned her eyes to Song Xiang and asked seriously: "Do you have the same idea as her?"

"Students don't dare!" Song Xiang stood up quickly, bowed and lowered his head.

When Luo Jiaoyu saw this, his expression became slightly calmer: "Then let me test you first!"

"Please tell me..."

"You should memorize the "Book of Filial Piety" and listen to it first!"

Song Xiang did not dare to be vague, so he recited: "Zeng Zi said: If a husband is kind, respectful, peaceful, and famous, he will obey orders... How can he be filial if he follows his father's orders?"

After a while, Luo Jiaoyu asked again: "How about memorizing "Shang Shu·Zhou Shu·Zhao Gao"?"

Song Xiang thought about it for a while, and immediately rebutted: "The King was in Feng, and he wanted to live in Luoyi, so he asked Duke Zhao to live there first and write the "Zhao Gao"... He didn't dare to be diligent, but he only offered coins respectfully, so that the king could pray for eternal life."

After reciting this chapter, Song Xiang took as long as a cup of tea.

Luo Jiaoyu listened with his head swaying, his face becoming more and more satisfied. He asked about the "Wei Zheng" chapter in the Analects of Confucius and some knowledge about policy theory before letting Song Xiang go.

"That's right. He doesn't have the reputation of falling into the trap of Yujue. He is dedicated to learning."

"Thank you Luo Jiaoyu for your appreciation!"

After Song Xiang thanked him respectfully, Luo Jiaoyu said: "I have some policy topics here. Take them and take a good look at them. As for memorizing the meaning of the scriptures, don't slack off just because you have made no mistakes. You should examine yourself three times every day. The only thing you need to do is persevere!”

"Students should remember Luo Jiaoyu's teachings!"

As he was talking, a man's hearty voice came from outside: "Mother! Are you in the study? The child wants to see you for something!"

As soon as Luo Yijian arrived at the door, he was blocked by the servant: "Young master, you can't go in, the master is waiting inside!"

"Receiving guests?" Luo Yijian frowned and said a little disappointed, "Mother has only a few friends, what kind of guests can she receive!"

The boy didn't dare to say anything. He was just thinking about whether to go in and report back when he heard Luo Jiaoyu order from inside: "Let him come in!"

Although this move was rude, fortunately Luo Jiaoyu was present, so no gossip would spread.

Luo Yijian walked into the inner room with small square steps. As he walked, he glanced at the left side calmly. At this glance, Luo Yijian was almost shocked and couldn't recover his mind.

He was ecstatic in his heart and said: What is fate? This is fate, the fate that comes to your door.

Luo Jiaoyu coughed in displeasure, and Luo Yijian finally looked away, bowed to his superiors and said, "My child pays homage to your mother."

"Why did you come here so recklessly?" Luo Jiaoyu felt heartbroken when he thought that his useless son had embarrassed him like this, "Didn't you see me receiving guests?"

"Forgive me, mother!"

Luo Yijian's cheeks were red with embarrassment and he did not dare to raise his head: "My child, please step back now!"

When Song Xiang saw this, he didn't dare to stay too long. He stood up and said goodbye: "The two students have just come to Fucheng. They still have some trivial matters to deal with, so I won't disturb Luo Jiaoyu. I will come to visit Jiaoyu again after finishing the government examination!"

"In that case, you should go back first. There are not many days left for the government exam. Don't be playful. It's important to review your homework!"

"Thank you for the instruction!"

A boy came over with a basket filled with books and handed it to Song Xiang. Song Xiang collected the basket and saluted respectfully with Zhou Yanzhen: "Farewell, student!"

After bidding farewell to Luo Jiaoyu and coming out, Zhou Yanzhen broke out in a cold sweat. She touched her forehead and said with fear: "It's really scary! I didn't even remember what she asked. Fortunately, Sister Song Xiang, you answered it." !”

Then she sighed and said: "It's over, it's over, I have completely lost my reputation as a wife today."

Song Xiang couldn't help but laugh: "It's strange that you can memorize it when you stay in a brothel every day!"

"That's true!" Zhou Yanzhen pursed her lips and quickly forgot about it.

After getting on the carriage, Zhou Yanzhen still thought about going to the brothel in Fucheng. Song Xiang quickly warned: "The exam will start in seven or eight days, so just bear with it!"

"Master said that a lady should be cautious and self-restrained, and she should cultivate herself. I am not as good as sister Song Xiang. If I don't go to a brothel for a day, I will feel itchy and wish I could get drunk in a gentle country."

"You just can't get rid of distracting thoughts!"

Zhou Yanzhen threw a piece of dried fruit into her mouth and said with shame: "It seems that I still have to be vigilant from time to time to suppress the desire to go to the brothel!"

"That's right, when the government exam is over, I won't stop you if you want to go!"

"How about Sister Song Xiang go with me?"

Song Xiang frowned and said worriedly: "Now that I'm married to a real husband, and there's an uneasy one waiting at home, I really don't have the heart to go to a brothel to drink."

"I understand, I understand!" Zhou Yanzhen smiled ambiguously, with a bit of envy in her tone, "Who is as lucky as Sister Song Xiang? She also has two handsome men at home, Mr. Feng and Mr. Wei!"

"Although it doesn't matter, judging from Mr. Wei's attitude, sooner or later he will commit himself to you!"

As soon as Song Xiang said something, he heard the horsewoman report: "You two ladies, there is a blockage in front of you and the carriage can't pass!"

"What happened?"

"I heard from people on the road that there seems to be a murder case!"

After hearing this, Zhou Yanzhen bent down and was about to go out to join in the fun, but Song Xiang pulled her back: "We will be watching from the side for a while. Don't get involved in these noisy things!"

"I know, sister Song Xiang, let's go out and take a look!"

Song Xiang followed Zhou Yanzhen out of the car, walked a few steps quickly, arrived in front of the onlookers' building, and squeezed into the crowd.

What came into view was a boy of about ten years old. He was crying and kneeling in front of a straw mat in the middle of the road. He supported the body covered with white cloth and cursed at a man in front of the building: "If you hadn't redeemed yourself, You deceived my eldest sister into selling her property and took my eldest sister's money. How could we, my eldest sister and my brother, be desperate and sleep on the street? If you hadn't infected my eldest sister with the disease, how could she have been so distracted that she sought death!"