Farmer girl swaps husbands: buys a sickly villain and pampers him

Chapter 69 Financial Path
Academy. Zhong Chushan knocked on Zhou Wangshu's desk and said in a low voice, "This afternoon's chess class is really boring. How about I take you out to play?"

Zhou Wangshu flipped through the chess manual in his hand and shook his head. "I'm different from you. Even if I can't pass the imperial examination, I still have to study hard. I can't let Yaoguang and my mother-in-law down."

"You are not Xiao Ci. No one will care even if you skip classes. Your mother-in-law and that young wife are not watching you all the time. Why are you so stubborn?" Zhong Chushan curled his lips.

"It's true that Yaoguang and my mother-in-law don't keep an eye on me all the time, but my heart knows whether I have let them down. I can lie to everyone, but I can't lie to my own heart."

Jiang Yihui scoffed at the table next to him, "He's not like you. Even if he can't study, he'll still inherit the family fortune. If he doesn't study, he'll just have to go back to digging the dirt."

"Aren't you? Oh, it's very possible that you're not. After all, your servant has become the treasure of the headmaster and the teacher. Even if you don't pass the imperial examination, you can still rely on your servant to walk around the academy. Speaking of which, the reason you don't pay tuition now is because of that servant, right? You are really lucky to have a servant to support you." Zhou Wangshu shook his head, "Unlike me, who can only rely on my wife."

Jiang Yihui slammed the table and looked at Zhou Wangshu coldly: "If you have the guts, say it again."

"Why are you so angry? Isn't what he said the truth?" Zhong Chushan retorted. "The truth is not allowed to be spoken, why are you feeling guilty?"

Xiao Yanci walked in from outside and saw that the atmosphere in the lecture hall was weird. His eyes stopped on Zhong Chushan who was standing there, and then he saw Jiang Yihui through Zhong Chushan's eyes.

Jiang Yihui's eyes were blazing with fire, and he looked at him with hostility.

He frowned.

Why is this man so crazy?

He didn't seem to have offended him, did he?
"Xiao Ci, come here and grind it for me." Jiang Yihui said loudly.

Xiao Yanci squeezed his palms.

This damn low-class person, how dare he...

But now his household registration is with his family. Even if he becomes a good citizen, if his family uses any means, he may eventually become a slave.

He suppressed the hatred in his heart, walked over slowly, and ground obediently.

Jiang Yihui raised his head proudly and looked around, as if he dared not disobey.

When the other classmates saw Xiao Yanci like this, they also looked disdainful.

Even though he was the Master's favorite, it still did not change the fact that he was someone else's servant. Even though he had a good name with the Master's intervention, he was still controlled by others.

When the Master came in and saw this, he said unhappily, "Xiao Ci, what are you doing standing there? Why don't you sit back down?"

Xiao Yanci sat at the first table in the front.

Xiao Yanci bowed gracefully and sat back in the front.

"Jiang Yihui, Xiao Ci is your classmate now. If you continue to order him around like this, I'll ask everyone in your family to come over and see if you have any objections to our academy, which is why you're pretending to obey and actually bullying your classmate."

Jiang Yihui muttered, "He was originally my servant. It's good enough that I can show him some mercy and let him go on the good list. What's wrong with him grinding ink for me?"

"What did you say?" The teacher slapped the podium.

"Master, I understand. I won't order him around anymore in the future." Jiang Yihui said unwillingly.

"That's right. You're classmates, you should get along well." Zhong Chushan said from the side: "He really treats people differently based on their situation. A few days ago, when you were being bullied in the cafeteria, he didn't even stand up for you!"

"The teacher is the teacher after all. The teacher wants to train my abilities. Let's not complain about the teacher." Zhou Wangshu comforted him good-temperedly.

"What's the point of taking this crappy class? I can't even understand what I'm saying. I really don't understand why my family insists on me studying here," Zhong Chushan yawned. "I'm destined to run a gambling house anyway. Have you ever seen a gambling house owner speak elegantly to others?"

"Brother Buyu, why haven't you come to class recently?" Zhou Wangshu asked.

"He just let a little girl run away and got beaten up by his family. He'll have to stay in bed for at least two weeks."

"Isn't his house a dance studio?"

"It's a dance house. Although they sell their skills but not their bodies, there are always tough sponsors who want to take advantage of the girls, so that place is not a good place for innocence. Some girls are sold there by their families, and they don't want to live like that, so they will try their best to escape. That boy has seen a lot since he was a child, and his heart is still soft. He will still secretly let people go."

"Then let's go visit him tonight!" Zhou Wangshu said, "I've been at the academy for so long, and you two are the only friends I have."

Zhong Chushan perked up after hearing this and began planning where they'd go after visiting Chen Buyu. In Zhong Chushan's eyes, since none of them could concentrate on their studies, it would be better for them to happily make friends and have fun every day. If his family gave up on him one day, they wouldn't let him study that damned book anymore.

Chess classes were played in pairs. Zhong Chushan and Zhou Wangshu played against each other. Initially, their moves were chaotic, but as they progressed, they discovered that the chaotic situation had become more dynamic.

The Master surveyed the entire field, and as he passed their chessboards, he stroked his beard with a look of satisfaction: "You've made progress, not bad."

Zhong Chushan was completely confused.

His chess skills have improved? What do you mean?

Could it be that he has some talent in chess, but he didn't know it before, so it was buried?
At night, Zhou Wangshu and Zhong Chushan went to the only dance studio in the city to visit Chen Buyu.

The dance studio manager knew Zhong Chushan and greeted them. When he looked at Zhou Wangshu, his eyes were filled with amazement.

"Mr. Zhong, is this also your classmate?" said the dance studio manager.

"Of course." Zhong Chushan said proudly, "I live with your young master!"

"Since you're a student at the academy, you should be good at music, right?" The dance studio manager looked at Zhou Wangshu expectantly. "Our zither player is sick today, and we're worried about not having anyone to play the zither. Could you please help fill in for us?"

Zhong Chushan was stunned: "Why didn't you look for me?"

"Mr. Zhong, you're joking. Everyone knows that you, like our young master, only love to play and are not good at anything else?" The steward said something heartbreaking with a smile.

"Then why did you look for him? Doesn't he look like someone who is good at music?" Zhong Chushan shouted even louder.

"To be honest, this young man is obviously a man of great learning. I've been here for forty years and have seen all sorts of people. A person's temperament cannot be deceived."

"Haha, you might as well say that he is good-looking and seems very smart. What a pity, you have to look away..." Zhong Chushan was interrupted by Zhou Wangshu before he could finish his words.

Zhou Wangshu was polite and gentle, saying, "Since you're a zither player, you should be paid, right? I wonder how much you can earn for playing a piece?"

(End of this chapter)