After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

The marriage of Su Yunting and Shuyao concerns many people in Kyoto.

After Su Xuanming wrote the last word on the policy paper, he put down his brush and his mind flew to Hangzhou. He wondered how his younger brother was doing now.

Since Cui Sanlun was not there, the task of testing Su Xueming fell on Master Liu.

Master Liu took over Su Xuanming's essay, read it three times in a row, put it down, and sighed: "The waves behind push the waves ahead. Su Lang's progress is rapid. If nothing unexpected happens, he will definitely be on the list of the special examination this time!"

Su Xuanming came back to his senses and bowed to Master Liu: "Thanks to the teachers for their teachings."

Master Liu waved his hand and said that studying also requires talent.

Talented students only need a little guidance to embark on that bright road.

A student without talent, even if he makes up for his shortcomings with diligence, can only pass the examination to become a scholar. If he is luckier, he can pass the examination to become a juren. But if he wants to get a name on the list of successful candidates, diligence alone is not enough.

Therefore, Baichuan Academy never requires every student to pursue a career in officialdom through the imperial examination.

Isn’t finding a path that suits you and living your life in peace another kind of success?

After Master Liu made a few comments, he went to look at the homework of other students.

Song Xuanming lowered his eyes, hiding the complex emotions in his eyes.

In fact, he really wanted to go to Hangzhou with his grandfather.

How can I, as his elder brother, not be present at such a big event as my younger brother's engagement?

However, standing on the dock, Su Xuanming did not take that step after all.

"What are you thinking about?" Wen Yu stood in front of Su Xuanming, slightly bent over, a strand of black hair slipped from her shoulder, almost touching the tip of Su Xuanming's nose.

Su Xuanming smelled a familiar scent of white magnolia and then came to his senses. It turned out that the class was over.

"I was thinking about my brother. I wonder if his engagement has been finalized."

Wen Yu took a quick look and found a seat next to Su Xuanming and sat down: "With Lord Cui here, there will be no problem."

Su Xuanming had nothing to hide from Wen Yu: "I know, but I still feel uneasy."

Wen Yu understood: "You feel guilty and feel that you have not fulfilled your responsibilities as a brother."

Su Xuanming's eyes revealed a trace of reminiscence: "Yes. Since I was a child, I grew up under my grandmother's lap. Whenever I get close to my mother and my brothers and sisters, my grandmother will get seriously ill. So even though I know that my brother is not in good health, I rarely go to visit him."

Su Xuanming had a complicated expression when he said this.

He had long realized that his grandmother did not love him wholeheartedly, but was more likely to use him to control his mother.

Life is a long journey. When he looked back, he realized that he had done so many wrong things.

When he wanted to make amends, it seemed too late.

Wen Yu is a qualified listener.

After school, Su Xuanming sent Wen Yu home. After they got off the carriage at the Kyoto city gate, they decided to walk back at the same time.

Kyoto in the evening is extremely beautiful.

A golden halo appeared in the sky, like a golden curtain shining on the earth.

As the halo faded away little by little, lights lit up in the streets and alleys and in the courtyards.

Thousands of lights can compete with the bright moon.

Those who passed by Su Xuanming and the others included officials who had just finished their shift, children playing, and ladies who were going to the night market together...

Some of them look tired, some are innocent, and some are full of expectations. Everyone has his or her own happiness and troubles.

Su Xuanming pointed to a roadside stall selling mutton soup and said, "I was bullied by Li Shaoyan in Songshan Academy, and my money was always stolen. I didn't dare to tell the government, so I used the excuse of meeting with my classmates, but in fact I came to this stall to eat mutton soup."

These past events that were once considered shameful can now be talked about lightly.

Su Xuanming: "Later, I became familiar with the store owner, and whenever I went there, he would always give me an extra spoonful."

Wen Yu suggested: "Why don't we go there and buy some mutton soup?"

Su Xuanming curved his eyes, and under the orange light, he looked incredibly gentle.

Wen Yu only felt that his heart was hit hard by a deer.

She touched her chest and her nose felt a little sore.

"Shopkeeper, give me two bowls of beef soup." Su Xuanming found an empty table and sat down with Wen Yu.

The busy shopkeeper looked up, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed: "No chopped green onions, no ginger?"

Su Xuanming's eyes were almost smiling: "Do you still remember?"

The shopkeeper gave Su Xuanming mutton soup first: "Of course I remember, my dear, you haven't been here for a long time."

"I am busy with schoolwork, so I come here less often."

"Homework is important!" The shopkeeper handed Su Xuanming a big bowl of mutton soup, which was obviously more than that for other customers.

Wen Yu also benefited from it.

The store owner knew that girls’ appetites were not as big as men’s, so he put more minced mutton in the dish.

Su Xuanming and Wen Yu sat opposite each other and ate in silence.

This mutton soup is cooked to perfection, soft and tasty, so delicious that you almost want to eat your tongue.

The two of them were eating hard, and when they looked up, they found that the other was also looking at them.

Their eyes met, full of tacit understanding.

Unfortunately, this wonderful atmosphere was broken by the guests next to us.

"Guess what Mr. Cui Sanlun went to Hangzhou for?"

The other strong man drank a big mouthful of mutton soup and said, "Is there any need to ask? I'm going to propose marriage to Su Erlang."

"Hehe, Su Dalang hasn't even gotten engaged yet, but Su Erlang is already eager to get married. Could it be that he's getting married because he's pregnant?"

Upon hearing this, Su Xuanming frowned and looked at the person who spoke. He felt that the man looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him before.

The guests at another table interrupted, "Don't talk nonsense! What's so strange about this? No one in the Yongchang Marquis's Mansion follows the rules. It's just that the younger brother got engaged before the older brother. Is it a big deal for the Yongchang Marquis's Mansion?"

"That's right! Maybe Su Dalang will marry a princess in the future. Aren't the emperor's sisters still unmarried?"

"Oh, this is such an honor!"

Su Xuanming and Wen Yu fell silent.

Being a royal consort in the Zhou Dynasty was just a title without real power.

Not everyone wants this kind of glory.

Su Xuanming and Wen Yu put down their chopsticks at the same time.

Su Xuanming skillfully placed a few copper coins on the table, said hello to the shop owner, and left with Wen Yu.

The two did not talk any more along the way.

Wen Yu's home is near Pan Building, which is very close to the Imperial College in the inner city. Many students rent houses near Pan Building.

At night, the area around Pan Building becomes quiet, and occasionally one can hear the sound of students reading and reciting.

"We're here." Wen Yu stood at the door, turned around, looked at Su Xuanming, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

A gust of wind blew by, and the two lanterns hanging on the door of the Wen Mansion swayed.

Su Xuanming's eyes were filled with Wen Yu's image: "Are you leaving too?"