After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The setting sun almost fell below the horizon, and in the far west, a few bright stars began to twinkle.

The full moon just rose, casting a crimson glow across the sky. A huge fireball swung magically in the gray mist.

The sky was getting brighter and the dusk was deepening, but the night had not yet arrived.

No matter what everyone thought, the outcome was decided and the Baichuan Academy assessment came to an end.

However, the impact of this assessment was like throwing a huge rock into the center of a calm lake, causing ripples in all directions.

The sun rises, and the morning light shines through the dense leaves, casting swaying shadows on the wall. Golden spots of light dance on the white window steps, and light and shadow are intertwined.

Fuquan Teahouse opened early in the morning.

The owner of the teahouse did not miss any opportunity to make money and actually started a morning tea business in the teahouse.

Guests in twos and threes each found a familiar seat, ordered a cup of hot tea, ordered some breakfast, hired a few idlers, and went to their favorite stalls to buy some breakfast.

An ordinary day starts from this beautiful morning.

"Did you go to see the Baichuan Academy's test yesterday?"

"How can I be absent from such a lively event? I watched the whole thing, with all the twists and turns, it's much more exciting than the storybook."

"On the surface, Baichuan College may seem like a makeshift team, but in reality, it is home to many talented people. Not to mention that the dean is Gu Nanxi, the wisest man in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and the teacher is Cui Sanlun, a master of the literary world, even the ordinary students have their own strengths!"

The tea drinker at the next table leaned over and said, "Of course! Miss Wen Yu's painting is so lifelike. When my wife saw it, she recalled the time when we were together under the moonlight and flowers. After returning home, she actually became a little gentler to me!"

"And that Boss Li, who looks like a slovenly beggar, I didn't expect he could actually defeat Li Jin!"

A merchant sighed: "If I had his skills, what trade route would I not be able to take?! If I run into those outlaws, I can beat them with one punch, no problem!"

"You are in trouble, but your son is!"

The merchant sighed, "I would like him to learn, but Baichuan Academy doesn't offer martial arts!"

Some people laughed at him: "You really have a good plan. You want to learn martial arts and become a disciple of the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang, so that you can practice both civil and military skills. How can such a beautiful thing be possible?"

"I dare not, I dare not. I will be satisfied if I can learn a few moves from Master Li!"

As everyone chatted, they always felt that something was missing.

"Eh? Where's Song Da? Hasn't he always supported Baichuan Academy? Why doesn't he come out to show off?"

Someone who knew the inside story said sourly, "He's busy going to the gambling house to get money!"

"It's only a thousand coins, why do we need to go there so early in the morning?"

"It was more than a thousand coins. He later raised the stakes! The gambling house manager even laughed at him and offered ten taels of silver just to see the noise."

The merchant was shocked: "Oh my god, these ten taels can't be exchanged for a hundred taels?!"

"That's too little! Later the odds went up to fifteen, so I can get back at least one hundred and fifty taels!"

As they were talking, Song Da walked in with a happy face.

"Mr. Song, now that you've made such a fortune, you should treat us to tea!?" someone shouted.

Song Da complained: "He was just a passing god of wealth. Before I could even hold the money warm, it was already in someone else's hands. Now I still owe him money."

The man couldn't believe it: "It's only been a short while, and you've already spent all the 150 taels?"

Song Da: "I bought the two-story building I was renting. Not only did I spend all my money, I also borrowed money from relatives and friends. I will have to live a tight life again in the future."

This is true.

Although the house that Song Da rented had two floors, it was very small and the location was not good, so it could be bought for a few hundred taels.

Seeing that he was crying poor, the man felt embarrassed to continue asking him to treat him, but he was still unwilling in his heart.

"Why did you choose Baichuan Academy in the first place? You actually dared to invest ten taels of silver!"

Song Da smiled and pursed his lips. He earned twenty taels of silver with the information about the wife of Marquis Yongchang, and spent half of it to support them, which was considered a favor.

"The wife of the Marquis of Yongchang never fights a battle she is not sure of! Go and see, does anyone who crosses her have a good ending? Besides, she is the goddess of the river! This year has been a good year, so my ten taels will be regarded as a tribute to the goddess of the river!"

Song Da changed the subject: "I just walked along the way and saw many women who didn't even come downstairs. They hung a bamboo basket from the second-floor window and asked the idle men to put food in the basket."

Someone slapped his thigh, as if he had found a soulmate: "That's exactly it! My wife said she's going to take the entrance exam for Baichuan Academy, so we won't cook at home anymore!"

"You must be joking. Your son is almost five years old! It's your son who is going to take the entrance exam for Baichuan Academy! What can your wife learn at her age?"

The man said with a bitter face: "She said she wanted to learn martial arts! She said that the reason why the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang is so confident is because she has martial arts to rely on!"

"Doesn't Baichuan Academy have martial arts?!" When the men thought of the delicate girls in Kyoto, they would all become like lions and their hair would stand on end instantly.

Song Da said quietly, "The people in Yongchang Marquis' Mansion have always been very soft-hearted towards women. I guess they can't stand their pestering!"

The men are totally in trouble!

They looked at each other, wondering if they could not change it, then why not join together?

In the private room on the second floor of Fuquan Teahouse, the aroma of tea wafts through the air.

Mrs. Niu, the general who guards the country, was the first to raise a cup of tea: "I was a little harsh in my words that day. I apologize to you."

The young lady of the Duke of Ji turned away and said sternly, "Do you really want to apologize to me, or is it because of the clinic?"

Madam Niu said frankly, "It's about the clinic. I didn't expect that you had such a big problem with Madam Yin Changhou, but you would be willing to make concessions for the sake of our friendship."

The young lady of the Duke of Ji pursed her lips tightly and snorted coldly: "I'm not doing this for you. If it weren't for Lord Zhu coming to ask for it, I wouldn't have bothered with it."

The young wife of Duke Chengguo hurriedly tried to smooth things over: "Ah, we grew up together and have known each other since childhood. Now that we are together again today, this is a bond that cannot be severed. Let's make peace as before."

Mrs. Niu kept holding her glass, and Lady Jiguo clinked her glasses reluctantly and spoke awkwardly.

"From now on, don't argue with me about the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang."

The young wife of Duke Ji took a sip of tea and cast her eyes towards the bustling first floor, her voice barely audible.

"I know she is different from us. She cares about the world and sees the affairs of the court. I also know that she has never targeted us women in the harem."

"But oil and water never mix. Don't flatter her in front of me, and I won't say anything bad about her in front of you."