Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 162
Because of being cheated of money and being bullied by the big devil, Su Jiu has been in a low mood for the past few days.

But Xiao Tingchen soon took her back to Jinling Academy.

Because the most knowledgeable old masters in the academy have to make up lessons for those who have passed the provincial examination, so that they can show their talents in the general examination next spring.

The things the master said were quite profound and obscure, and he would often bring up the topics of the previous exams, which made Su Jiu feel as if he was in a fog.

I just went to class for several days, but I didn't see Si Dushu coming.

She was quite worried and couldn't sleep well at night.

The vegetation is yellow and falling, the stinging insects are salty, and hoarfrost has quietly covered the leaves.

It was frost, and the night was very cold.

Xiao Tingchen nestled in the warm mattress and read the little yellow book. Hearing the sound of the little girl tossing and turning, he said lightly: "There are so many people who have been cheated of money in the world, and there are countless cases of being unable to participate in the exam for some reason. Xiao Jiuer is worried. Do you have to come over?"

Su Jiu sat up.

She was wearing a newly tailored cotton tunic.

Originally, Xiao Tingchen had agreed to buy her rabbit fur embroidered with silver thread to keep out the cold, but this guy was stingy after all, so he only used the leftover fabric for the inner lining of his jacket, and asked the embroiderer to cut her two middle pieces. Clothes.

She said earnestly: "I was thinking, why don't we classmates borrow some silver to help the head of the house. The head of the house works so hard and does a good job in learning, so he will definitely be able to go to high school. After he becomes an official, he will use his salary to pay back to everyone."

"Oh, it's not relative, and he's such an annoying character, why should you help him?"

"When I was a guest at his house that day, my little brother clearly ate his chicken! My little brother said that he is short-handed and soft-mouthed when he eats people. Haven't you forgotten?"

Xiao Tingchen looked up from the book.

The little girl's slender face was half hidden behind the crow-colored hair, her eyes were round, she looked cute and well-behaved, but she was kind-hearted.

He smiled, "Forget it, if you want to take care of it, you can take care of it. I want to see if my sister will take care of every troublesome thing I encounter in the future."

"If I can do it, I will take care of it!"

The little girl's eyes are full of stubbornness.

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After half a month of studying policy theory in the academy, Su Jiu heard Hua Rourou mention that Si Dushu is now working as a helper in a tofu shop, as if he was saving money.

She thought that the reason for saving the money must be to go to Beijing for the exam, which shows that his fighting spirit is still there.

This reassured the little girl a lot, so she pulled Hua Rourou and told her thoughts.

After that, she lowered her head shyly, "If you don't want to, forget it, I'll find a way."

Hua Rourou punched her with her small fist, and smiled very gently, "This is a good thing to accumulate blessings, why don't we want to? Besides, we have all eaten rice from his family, how can we see death?" Do not save?"

Hua Rourou was very popular, and took Su Jiu to run from bedroom to bedroom, and managed to raise 200 taels of silver in no time!
Among them, Xie Rongjing was the most generous, and he took 100 taels directly.

When the 200 taels of silver were presented to Si Dusu, the boy opened his mouth so wide that he could almost stuff an egg into it.

But he was naturally embarrassed to accept it.

Hua Rourou said that it was temporarily lent to him, so the young man gratefully accepted the money and returned to the academy to study.

Time flies like an arrow in the school dormitory.

The water begins to freeze, the ground begins to freeze, and the pheasant enters the great water and becomes a mirage.

Before you know it, it is Lidong.

Considering that the students have not returned home for many days, Dean Sikong decided to give them five days off from tomorrow.

The students were overjoyed, and the last class was already full of distractions and eagerness to return to their hearts.

In this supplementary class, Dean Sikong personally taught the students a subset of classics and history.

As expected of a person who has been a teacher of the emperor, he held the "Analects of Confucius" in his hand, and talked in a very vulgar and elegant way, from family management to country management, even Su Jiu could understand it.

And he was wearing a Jinxian crown on his head, a spotless snow-white Confucian shirt, and a green jade pendant hanging around his waist. Although Ronghua was old, the years had added a strong bookish look to him.

A generation of great Confucianists, but that's all.

After he finished his lecture, several masters came in and assigned holiday homework to the students.

Master Zhu saw that the other masters assigned a lot of homework, so when it was his turn, he hesitated a bit, "Study is heavy, so I won't assign it?"

Si Dushu immediately raised his hand, "Master, the students don't think it is too heavy, you can arrange more! Masters, please arrange more!"

The old gentlemen were so moved that their eyes filled with tears, they doubled their homework without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)