Minglan is reborn, this time with no regrets!

Sheng Hong smiled and said, "The amazing one is Zhuang Xuejiu."

Lin Qinshuang: "Being able to get such a powerful person like Zhuang Xuejiu to set up a private school in Sheng Mansion shows that my Honglang is even more powerful."

Sheng Hong laughed loudly, pinched Lin Qinshuang's face, and said, "My Shuang'er is such a little fool. Let me tell you another good thing. When I was leaving the court today, Duke Qi stopped me and asked me about Zhuang Xuejiu. He said he wanted his only son Qi Heng to come to our private school to attend classes."

Lin Qinshuang's eyes sparkled: "What? The only son of Duke Qi is coming too? Did I hear that correctly?"

Sheng Hong: "Of course! Originally, Changbai said that Marquis Gu's second son was also going to come, but later he decided to go to Bailu Cave, saying that he had missed too many lessons before, and it would be bad to come and trouble Zhuang Xuejiu now, so he decided to wait until he had learned everything in Bailu Cave before coming to study further."

Lin Qinshuang hugged Sheng Hong with a cry, kissed him several times, and said, "The legitimate sons of the Duke's Mansion and the Marquis' Mansion all want to come to our house to study. Honglang, you are really amazing! In this way, these young masters will become our Feng'er's classmates and friends in the future, and they can take care of each other when they become officials in the court in the future!"

Sheng Hong nodded: "Yes, my Shuang'er is very smart. Therefore, you should teach Feng'er to concentrate on studying and pass the imperial examination as soon as possible, so that all your preparations will not be in vain."

Lin Qinshuang jumped off Sheng Hong, tilted her neck and saluted, saying, "As you command, I will urge Brother Feng to make progress every day."

Then, she sighed again: "Alas, my Feng'er has a bright future, but what about my Mo'er..."

She turned her face away and wiped the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief: "She has such a beautiful character and character, but because she was born in my belly, she can only embroider in the room every day. She can only recognize many words and recite many poems by herself in the room, without any famous teacher to guide her. I really... I really feel ashamed of such a good child..." As she spoke, she wiped away her tears.

Sheng Hong hugged Lin Qinshuang, gently wiped away her tears, and said softly: "Shuang'er, you feel sorry for Mo'er, and I feel sorry for her too. She is so good, so I will naturally find a good way out for her. I have already made an agreement with Zhuang Xuejiu that our daughter can also attend his class."

Lin Qinshuang raised her eyes and asked in surprise, "Really? So Mo'er can also get guidance from Master Zhuang?"

Sheng Hong smiled and nodded: "Of course. She, Rulan, and Minglan can all go to class, set up their desks, spread out their pens and ink, and listen to the pedantic scholars talk about the classics of the saints."

Lin Qinshuang lay back on Sheng Hong and said in a sticky voice, "Honglang, you are so nice."

The two men hugged each other and started to rub against each other.

Afterwards, Lin Qinshuang panted and lay on Sheng Hong, saying, "Honglang, you said that Molan and Rulan could both attend Zhuang Xuejiu's class, but why did Minglan go too?"

Sheng Hong looked very satisfied. He stroked Lin Qinshuang's hair without opening his eyes and asked, "Why do you say that?"

Lin Qinshuang: "Minglan is so young, she probably can't even read a few words, let alone understand the classics of the saints. You said that the second son of the Gu family, a man of such noble status, had to go to Bailudong to study first because of his poor foundation and fear of embarrassing Zhuang Xuejiu. He wanted to wait until he was fully educated before following Zhuang Xuejiu. This is because he knows etiquette and knows the limits. But if we let Minglan, who has not yet been enlightened, also go to Zhuang Xuejiu's class, wouldn't it be impolite for us? Zhuang Xuejiu is a great scholar, so he will naturally not say anything, but we can't be ungrateful!"

Sheng Hong knew that Lin Qinshuang was still upset about what happened before and wanted to make amends with Minglan, so he didn't expose her. He patted her on the back and said, "My Shuang'er is right. I will go to tell my mother tomorrow."

……

The next day, Sheng Hong returned from court, changed his clothes and went to the old lady's room to pay his respects.

Minglan was writing under the guidance of the old lady. When she saw Sheng Hong coming in, she put down her pen, bowed respectfully, and said, "Hello, father."

Sheng Hong raised his chin and nodded.

After paying her respects, Minglan returned to her desk to continue practicing calligraphy.

Sheng Hong stood and looked at it for a while, then sighed and said, "This character is really..."

Minglan's expression remained unchanged and her writing continued, with her not being disturbed at all by her father's comments.

At this moment, Sheng Hong suddenly felt that Minglan and Wei Shuyi were so similar.

The politeness of having a smile on the face but not in the eyes, and the dignified manner that seemed friendly but was actually distant, all made him feel irritated.

He walked with the old lady in the yard for a while, and seeing that the old lady looked calm, he said, "Mother, Master Zhuang will start his class soon. I think Minglan's handwriting is really terrible. It's better not to let her go to Master Zhuang's class and cause trouble for others."

The old lady turned her head to look at him and snorted, "I have never heard of a pedant who would refuse to teach a student just because his handwriting is not good."

Sheng Hong: "Zhuang Xuejiu is a great Confucian scholar, so he will not argue with us, but we cannot be ignorant of etiquette."

The old lady said: "We invite the scholar here so that he can teach the child, so that he can learn from not knowing and from not knowing. If the child is born good at everything, then what is the point of inviting the scholar?"

Sheng Hong: "Minglan is still so young, how can she understand? Moreover, her mother just gave birth to a baby brother, she is very happy, I am afraid she will think about how to entertain her baby brother every day, how can she have the mind to listen to the book?"

The old lady said, "Just because she is young, I want her to go to Zhuang Xuejiu's class to learn etiquette and reason, so that she can become a sensible person in the future. You can't marry your daughter off in the future and let others laugh at your daughter who has never been to school, right? Besides, do you think that raising a child means teaching her embroidery every day? I personally taught her how to write, and I taught her how to write from the horizontal, vertical, left, and right strokes. Are you looking down on me, an old woman?"

Sheng Hong lowered his head and said, "I don't dare. I don't dare. Since mother said so, I will obey."

The old lady glanced at Sheng Hong and said, "Your children are all very good. They just need someone with understanding to guide them. You must not ruin your children's future just because you, as a father, can't figure it out."

Sheng Hong heard that the old lady was pointing out that he was unreasonable, so he did not argue in front of the old lady anymore and walked away with a humiliated look on his face.

The old lady was also upset. When she returned to the house, she saw Minglan still practicing calligraphy. She felt relieved and touched Minglan's head, encouraging her: "Ming'er, write slowly and read books seriously. The key is to have a down-to-earth and willing heart to learn. Grandmother does not ask you to learn much from the pedantic class, but only hopes that you can understand more about the principles of life from the classics."

Minglan nodded to the old lady with her eyes shining: "Yes, grandma."

In the evening, Lin Qinshuang learned of the result and tried to instigate Sheng Hong to tell Zhuang Xuejiu again, which made Sheng Hong scold her. She cried for a while and then acted like a spoiled child to Sheng Hong, and only then did she let the matter go.

The next day, after seeing Sheng Hong off, Lin Qinshuang called Molan over and told her, "Mo'er, I heard that the young master Qi Heng from the Duke of Qi's family is also coming to study at our private school."