After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"Let's wait and see." Gu Shisan couldn't make up his mind and could only delay returning to the border.

He wrote a letter, explaining everything, and asked someone to deliver it to the deputy general at the border.

Time will not stop because of anyone's hesitation. While Gu Shisan was still waiting and observing, Baichuan Academy was moving forward quickly like a clockwork gear.

There were fifty students in the cram school for the imperial examination before the exam.

It’s quite embarrassing to say that, not only did we not recruit any teachers for the Juren class or the Jinshi class, we didn’t even recruit any students!

But Su Xuanming was not discouraged. This was better. Since all of them were in the scholar class, he could concentrate his efforts on making breakthroughs!

Baichuan Academy specially connected the three rooms on the east side to use as a teaching venue for the intensive classes.

There are paintings and calligraphy hanging on the back wall.

[If you don’t work hard when you are young, you will regret it when you are old]

[Read with concentration, a single word is worth a thousand gold]

……

In the center was written in big bright red letters: There are still sixty days left before the scientific expedition!

As the numbers decrease day by day, the students are working harder and harder!

The new teachers took turns teaching, and they felt more confident as they held the Five-Three handouts in their hands.

"Once you miss this opportunity, you will never get it again. Only the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang has such a kind heart to teach everyone this book that can be passed down from generation to generation."

"We all pass the exam to become scholars. This will not only honor ourselves and our parents, but also serve as a gift to the wife of Marquis Yongchang!"

This pre-exam cramming class implemented a fully closed management system, and the students’ food, clothing, housing and transportation were all within the academy.

As a student's family, although we miss our children, we can suppress this longing for the sake of their future and wish Baichuan Academy every success from afar!

Aunt Geng's youngest son was not as strong as his older brothers. He went to learn martial arts, but broke his bone after just one day of practice.

He was asked to learn carpentry, and he had already found a master, but he almost had half of his finger cut off by a plane.

He was given capital to start a business, but within half a week, he lost all the capital.

Later, Old Man Geng waved his hand and sent his youngest son to the academy, not asking for anything else, but just to ensure his health and not to waste his money.

"Auntie Geng, has your son received any letter? How is his study in the academy?" asked a fellow villager.

Aunt Geng put down her work and said worriedly, "No, even my old man is in the academy and has never come back. I don't ask him to pass the exam and become a scholar, but I just ask him not to bring shame to the academy."

Aunt Geng was really worried that her son's bad luck would affect other classmates.

"Don't worry, your boy can at least recognize a few words and can keep up with the progress of the academy."

Another villager held a handful of peanuts in his hand and said as he peeled them: "I just came back from the city and had a quarrel with someone on the way."

"Why?"

"Those people look down on Baichuan Academy, saying that this imperial examination intensive class is a joke. They say that a dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse's child digs holes in the ground. What's the matter? Children from poor families like us are not worthy of studying and taking the imperial examination?!

When this matter was mentioned, the villagers became angry: "Aunt Geng, you should ask your son to take the exam seriously and pass it as a scholar, so that he can slap those people in the face! The Marquis' wife believes that hard work can make up for lack of talent, but they just can't stand seeing others do well."

Aunt Geng smiled bitterly and said, "I am thankful that the Marquis is willing to teach my son. If he fails the exam, it has nothing to do with the Marquis. It is purely because my son is not motivated enough."

The villagers also realized that what they had just said was somewhat ambiguous, as if the failure of these students to pass the exam was entirely the fault of the wife of Marquis Yongchang.

The fellow villagers quickly said, "Yes, Aunt Geng is really thoughtful. The wife of the Marquis of Yongchang is the goddess of the river, not the god of literature who has descended to earth. Whoever she points to will be the top scholar."

The villagers were chattering, and the Fuquan Teahouse was not peaceful either.

In the private room on the second floor, the young wife of Duke Ji was chatting absentmindedly with her close friend.

Mrs. Niu, the general who guards the country: "Does your Dalang have confidence in his first fight this year?"

The young lady of the Duke of Ji forced a bitter smile and said, "We are not outsiders, so we are not afraid of your laughing at us. This time, it is not only my eldest son who will suffer the same fate, but also the boys born out of wedlock."

Mrs. Niu, the general who guards the country, and the young wife of Duke Cheng looked at each other.

Everyone knows about the mess in the Duke of Ji's mansion. The boys born out of wedlock are smart and have been taught by famous teachers. They are much better than the eldest son of the Duke of Ji's wife in academics...

In the same competition, the fittest will survive.

Mrs. Niu, the general who guards the country, couldn't help but worry about her good friend: "Why did they end up together?"

The young wife of Duke Jiguo looked depressed: "My husband said that brothers are like brothers in war, so we should let them go to the examination hall together."

This……

Madam Niu was speechless. For a moment, she was not sure whether the Prince of Jiguo was stupid or was deliberately trying to please the Young Lady of Jiguo.

For a moment, the box was filled with gloom and sadness.

Although he was the eldest son, even if he failed to pass the imperial examination, he could still obtain an official position based on his family background.

But the value of this kind of official position is different from that obtained through formal examinations.

What's more, if he obviously lost to the bastard, it would be too embarrassing and he would be laughed at by others.

"Madam, my wife has something to give you."

When the wife of Duke Ji went out, she saw that the man was holding the matching cards from the Marquis of Yongchang's Mansion.

The boy put down a wooden box and left.

"Who sent it?" The young lady of Duke Chengguo leaned over to look.

The young wife of Duke Jiguo looked bewildered. She looked at the wooden box in her hand, not knowing what to do: "It's the wife of the Marquis of Yongchang."

As a fangirl of Gu Nanxi, Madam Niu stood up and asked: "When did you become so close to Madam Hou behind my back?"

"I didn't!" The young lady of Duke Ji said reflexively, "I have never had any contact with her."

The young lady of Duke Cheng urged: "Don't worry about it, just take a look at what she sent."

The young lady of Duke Jiguo sat down with the wooden box in her hand and carefully opened it. She saw a few pages of white paper lying quietly in the box.

"Baichuan Academy's predicted exam papers?!"

The young wife of Duke Qi picked up a few pages of paper and shook them, her face full of disbelief: "That's it?!"

"%!" The predicted test paper that made the young lady of Duke Qi doubt its value made the loving mother system in Gu Nanxi's mind jump in anger and swear all the time.

"Why did you give out the predicted test paper?! Do you know that this is the ladder to success prepared for your Erlang?"

Gu Nanxi used her fingers to pick at her ears, and then she felt better: "Well, I understand what you mean. You want them to climb higher and then fall harder. Such a strong sense of difference will be more dramatic, right?"

The loving mother system's little thoughts were exposed, but she still said stubbornly: "You have blocked your son's way!"

"No, I just helped him find more like-minded companions."