Becoming a literary master starting from the story of Minglan

Chapter 72 Enrollment
"Scholar, I entrust my son to you!"

Sheng Hong straightened his clothes and bowed respectfully to Zhuang Ru!
This is not only due to gratitude for entrusting their children's future, but also because of the younger generation's affection for their elders.

"Alas, Xiujin, don't act like that!"

Sheng Hong, courtesy name Xiujin, was the courtesy name given to him by his former teacher.

With one hand behind his back and the other holding Sheng Hong, Mr. Zhuang said, "Since I have become your tutor, it is only right that I take on the responsibility of teaching and educating your children. Why should Xiujin do this?"

"You are a learned and talented scholar. I am deeply grateful for your kindness in placing such a fine jade in my humble abode. I would never dare to overlook this and would never dare to speak of such a matter with shame!"

Sheng Hong did not get up and insisted on bowing down. Zhuang Ru could not stop him and could only let him do as he pleased.

Behind them, Sheng Changquan and Sheng Minglan, the siblings, naturally followed their father and bowed in unison, just like Sheng Hong.

Across from him, Mr. Zhuang Ru observed this and nodded in approval.

After all, politeness is one thing, but who doesn't like someone who respects their teachers?

"Xiujin!"

After Sheng Hong stood up, Zhuang Ru said, "I have just learned about what Quan-ge'er has learned, and I have some plans in mind. I wonder?"

At this point, Mr. Zhuang suddenly stopped talking and looked at the two children beside him.

Upon seeing this, Sheng Hong naturally understood his meaning.

"You two go to the schoolhouse first and set up your writing materials. The scholar will be here shortly!"

Looking at the two children beside him, Sheng Hong spoke.

"Yes!"

The siblings understood their father's meaning, so they obediently bowed to the two elders and then quickly left, leaving the place to Sheng Hong and the others.

After dismissing the child with a few words, Sheng Hong bowed slightly, ready to listen to Mr. Zhuang's doubts.

"Xiujin!"

Seeing that the person in question was not present, Zhuang Ru spoke directly: "I have already asked Quan Ge'er, and I know that he has read quite a few classics and is quite knowledgeable."

"No! For someone his age to possess such skill is already extremely rare!"

"It could even be said that this is a once-in-a-century occurrence; Quan-ge'er is certainly worthy of being called a child prodigy!"

Sheng Hong's eyes narrowed, and he couldn't help but show some surprise on his face!
Although he had already received the evaluation from Sheng Changbai and had even set questions to test Sheng Changquan himself, and thus had some certainty in his mind, it was only when he received such an evaluation from Mr. Zhuang, who had been educating people for decades, that Sheng Hong was truly at ease.

After all, Mr. Zhuang is an authority figure!
"However, Xiujin!"

Before the joy on Sheng Hong's face could fade, Zhuang Ru continued, "Youthful success is not necessarily a good thing!"

"I don't know Quan Ge'er's temperament very well yet, but I intend to temper him so that he can understand that there are always people better than him and that there is always something beyond his understanding, so that he won't become arrogant and make some mistakes in his dealings with others in the future."

"So, Xiujin, what do you think?"

"The scholar is absolutely right!"

Sheng Hong quickly said, "Actually, that was my original plan. I wanted to ask the scholar to give this child a good lesson!"

Having risen from humble beginnings as a son of a concubine, Sheng Hong knew how difficult the journey would be. Although he valued family background and official position, he ultimately had a deep affection for his children.

Xiujin means to be cautious in one's conduct and to strictly abide by etiquette and law.

How could Sheng Hong, a man so cautious in his speech that he dared not even reveal his name, allow his son to be too flamboyant?
Originally, he intended for Sheng Changquan to learn and practice more to lay a solid foundation. As for whether he could get the title of child prodigy, he was just going with the flow and did not pursue it unnecessarily.

Because he knew that if Sheng Changquan was truly talented, then no matter how much he tried to conceal his prodigy status, it would eventually be discovered.

Therefore, upon hearing Mr. Zhuang's plan, Sheng Hong naturally did not object.

"Scholar, feel free to do whatever you want, I will have no objection!"

Mr. Zhuang Ru was naturally satisfied with this. ...

In the family school.

"Sixth Sister is here!"

From afar, Rulan saw Sheng Minglan leading Sheng Changquan, walking towards her one after the other.

"Snapped!"

A sound of bamboo curtains rustling rang out, and Minglan quickly led her younger brother into the school.

The siblings first greeted their older brothers and sisters, but when they faced Qi Heng, before they could speak, he spoke first.

"Sixth sister, seventh brother!"

Upon seeing the siblings, Qi Heng greeted them with great joy.

"Little father-in-law."

"Little father-in-law."

The siblings replied, and then quietly walked to the last row under Qi Heng's slightly disappointed gaze.

There, someone had already placed an extra table.

Minglan frowned as she looked at the table behind Sheng Changfeng, feeling that it was too close to the wind and exposed to direct sunlight, which would hinder her reading.

"Brother Quan, why don't you sit here with me? Let's switch seats."

"No need, sis!"

Sheng Changquan shook his head: "You're not as strong as me, you'll catch a cold sitting over there!"

After looking around, Sheng Changquan's eyes lit up. He immediately put down the exam box in his hand and strode to the seat behind Sheng Changfeng.

"Seventh brother, what are you doing?"

Seeing Sheng Changquan's actions, Sheng Changfeng had a bad feeling: "This is the table that the scholar asked us to move. It's already set up, so please don't touch it!"

"Third brother, don't worry. Just help me move behind sixth sister's seat. If anything happens, just say it was me."

Seeing Sheng Changfeng's unhappy expression, Sheng Changquan deliberately said, "Third brother, you're stronger than me, you don't expect me to move the table, do you?"

Because Master Zhuang had strict rules, no servants or maids were allowed in his private school. Students had to do everything themselves in order to cultivate good habits.

"Oh, Seventh Brother, let me do it!"

Before Sheng Changfeng could speak, Qi Heng, who had been listening intently from the side, stood up with a broad smile.

"Bang!"

Before anyone could speak, Qi Heng walked over to Sheng Changquan, picked up the table behind Sheng Changfeng, strode over to Minglan, and carefully placed it behind her.

"Thank you, young master!"

Seeing this, Minglan had no choice but to express her gratitude.

"Sixth Sister, you're too kind!"

Although it was Sheng Changquan's business, Qi Heng kept unconsciously talking to Sheng Minglan. Although no one else noticed anything unusual, Sheng Minglan herself had a vague feeling of something was amiss.

Of course, there was also a little one who felt something was off, but since they hadn't had much contact, Sheng Changquan could only assume that Qi Heng was a little embarrassed because he was studying at the Sheng family's private school and was doing this to repay the Sheng family.

However, Sheng Changquan eventually began to secretly observe the situation.

Can a scholar's affairs be considered a debt? — No!

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