Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 70 Family School
In fact, Sheng Hong had been impatient about Sheng Changquan's studies for a long time. If it weren't for Madam Wang's persuasion, he probably would have gone to Sheng Changbai last night to inquire whether Sheng Changquan's learning was sufficient for admission.

Of course, there are two reasons why he cares so much about this matter.

Firstly, Sheng Changquan is his son. If his son makes progress and achieves academic success, he, as a father, will naturally be extremely happy. The reason for this is known to all.

Secondly, Sheng Hong harbored a secret thought: if Sheng Changquan truly possessed such talent at the age of three, then he could be considered a child prodigy.

As far as Sheng Hong knew, the current emperor was extremely fond of talent, especially child prodigies. If Sheng Changquan could be called a child prodigy, his future would certainly be guaranteed. Moreover, if by some stroke of luck he were to gain the emperor's favor, not only him, but the entire Sheng family would also benefit.

Therefore, Sheng Hong had no choice but to take this seriously.

Of course, all of this is based on the premise that Sheng Changquan truly has real talent and ability; otherwise, he might not only benefit from it, but also be implicated!
The esteemed official, who always considered the reputation of his family as his responsibility, could not afford to be careless!

Moreover, even if it were true, Sheng Hong, who was cautious all his life, would not dare to act recklessly. In his heart, if Sheng Changquan really had the ability, then he, as his father, would force him to learn to the death, and at the very least, he should be able to achieve the same level as his grandfather and become a third-ranked scholar.

This is the earnest expectation of an ordinary father!

So, early in the morning, Sheng Hong hurriedly got up and went to Sheng Changbai's courtyard to ask him about Sheng Changquan's situation. Only after Sheng Changbai gave his approval did Sheng Hong feel at ease.

So, on the way, Sheng Hong had already instructed his servants to prepare another set of tuition fees, just like the ones Changbai and others had received a few years ago, so that they could present them to Zhuang Xuejiu immediately after he accepted Sheng Changquan, as a sign of his sincerity.

Because he was already certain that Mr. Zhuang would accept Sheng Changquan.

"Changquan!" Sheng Hong called out as he walked ahead.

"Yes, father."

Sheng Changquan quickened his pace, walking to Sheng Hong's side, ready to await his father's instruction.

This is an old custom. Whenever children are sent to school, the elders will inevitably give them some advice. Whether they are fathers or uncles, as long as they have the right and time, they will definitely give them a thorough lecture.

“When I sent your older brothers to study before, I mentioned that Mr. Zhuang’s scholarship was the most outstanding. Even I, as his father, often consulted him and learned a lot!”

"Mr. Zhuang was highly accomplished in reading, being a person, and even in the way of being an official. I have benefited greatly from consulting him!"

"You must not be careless!"

Stroking his beloved short beard, Sheng Hong said seriously, "Therefore, if you are fortunate enough to be favored by Master Mengzhuang and allowed to study, you must study diligently and not slack off!"

"If you show even the slightest sign of laziness or disrespect, I'll break your legs!"

Finally, Sheng Hong glared at Sheng Changquan, fearing that he might slack off because of his young age!
However, Sheng Changquan was already used to this, after all, this scene had happened three years ago.

"Yes, father!"

Sheng Changquan was respectful and unhurried, displaying the demeanor of a great general!
"Ok!"

Sheng Hong nodded in satisfaction, which was considered to have met his strict father's code of conduct.

Watching the father and son reprimanding each other, Minglan couldn't help but purse her lips, feeling an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her young heart.

"It's just a pity that my mother..." Although she was happy, Minglan suddenly thought of her own mother. However, she could only think of her mother silently in her heart and never dared to say it out loud.

Because outside, she can only ever call someone "little sister" instead of "mother"!
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In the family school.

The other students had already taken their seats early, prepared their writing brushes, ink, paper, and inkstones, and were ready to wait for the scholar to begin the lesson.

However, it was not yet time for class, and Zhuang Xuejiu had not arrived yet, so the group started discussing among themselves again.

To be fair, the seating arrangement at the Sheng family school was quite interesting. Perhaps out of consideration for the distinction between men and women, the girls and boys were divided into two rows, and according to the principle of seniority, the older ones were in front and the younger ones were behind, so that the six of them were evenly distributed.

However, I wonder if arranging them this way will make it easier for the people at the back to slack off?

"Brother Yuanruo".

At this moment, once everyone was seated, Mo Lan, who loved reciting poems and lyrics, immediately held up a piece of flowered stationery and swayed as she approached Qi Heng.

"Humph!"

"Hu Meizi!"

When Rulan, who was sitting behind Molan, saw this scene, she was furious!
Seeing Mo Lan shamelessly getting closer to Qi Heng, she felt a burning hatred, as if she were being scratched by a cat. She was both anxious and annoyed, and at the same time, she secretly despised her.

Although she doesn't understand what love is yet, she adheres to one principle—what Mo Lan wants, she must have, and even if she can't have it, she must never let the other person have it!

This is a blood feud inherited from the previous generation!
Moreover, Qi Heng is indeed very handsome, and Sheng Rulan is genuinely fond of him, since the pursuit of beauty is human nature.

However, Sheng Rulan couldn't bring herself to use such despicable methods as Mo Lan, since her upbringing didn't support her doing so!

At the same time, she didn't have that talent.

However, this is not her fault, after all, even her own mother did not have this talent.

Sheng Rulan believed that as a legitimate daughter, one must be dignified, polite, self-respecting, and maintain the demeanor of a legitimate daughter. One must never be as shameless as Mo Lan!
Therefore, Sheng Rulan could only stand tall and sit upright in her seat, secretly gathering her inner energy, attempting to kill Mo Lan with her gaze!
Unfortunately, this was completely ineffective.

As usual, Sheng Molan once again "asked for advice": "Yesterday, I felt the fleeting nature of time and composed a poem. I would like to ask Brother Yuanruo to appreciate it and give me some pointers."

Mo Lan approached "Tokyo's Number One Handsome Man" discreetly, secretly inhaling Qi Heng's scent and feeling slightly intoxicated.

"The sandalwood scent on Brother Yuanruo is so unique! I love it!"

For a moment, Mo Lan's eyes almost melted as she looked at Qi Heng.

Because Qi Heng had a complicated kinship with Madam Wang's family, though they were separated by vast distances, the two families maintained a decent relationship. To be precise, it was because Qi Heng had studied under Zhuang Xuejiu that everyone addressed him as brother and sister.

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