The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Shi Wanqing's eyes were wide with anger, her lips were dark blue.

Then I heard the heartless brother say, "Don't use your status as aunt to oppress her, and don't take her things. Those things were given to her by her mother and her aunt. It doesn't matter if she doesn't recognize you as her aunt." , don’t drag me into trouble and make her deny me as her father!”

Since Shi Wanqing returned to the capital and her parents' home, nothing has gone as she wished.

Even when her son entered Wenchang Academy, he felt no joy at all because of the appearance of Old Master Huang.

She was already angry, but now she saw her brother's elbow turned outwards, which made her feel unspeakably heartbroken.

She covered her chest with one hand and pointed at her brother and then Tang Chujun with the other hand. She hiccupped and fainted.

Tang Chujun was a little helpless, sighed, and said to Qiu Zhiyan on the side, "Brother Yan, you saw it too, I didn't say anything excessive, I was just talking about it." After that, he directed the girls and ladies to help Shi Wanqing.

However, Qiu Zhiyan was not anxious at all, just like a cold wooden man, he saluted to Tang Chujun, "My nephew will take my mother back to the house right now. My second uncle, my second aunt, and my cousin Xia'er are all disturbing me."

Tang Chujun felt strange when the person walked away, "Brother Yan, why does this kid look a little weird?"

Shi Chengxuan asked, "Isn't it good?" He also knew that it would be no problem to take his mother back to the house.

Shi Anxia said, "There is no light in his eyes, like a cold walking zombie."

Tang Chujun nodded, his tone a little heavy, "Yes, it's a bit like... your brother used to be."

Shi Chengxuan said carelessly, "No way! My eldest sister treats her son like a treasure! You are too worried."

Tang Chujun didn't want to meddle in other people's business. Since my uncle said that the mother and daughter were "too worried", it was natural that they were too worried.

At that time, Shi Wanqing woke up when she returned to the room. With a cold face, she sat on the soft couch by the window and knocked the tea handed over by the maid Biluo to the ground.

Bi Luo screamed and received a slap on the face.

"You little bitch! You can't do anything! What's the use of you!" She spoke harshly and kicked the crying Biluo to the ground, "Get out!"

When Bi Luo climbed out crying, Feng Mu glanced at Qiu Zhiyan.

Qiu Zhiyan was still standing there like a piece of wood, watching quietly, numb, without even moving his brows.

Until Shi Wanqing said softly to him, "Yan'er, it's time for you to go study. Take the exam well and step on Shi Yunqi's feet for me."

Qiu Zhiyan bowed his head and said, "Yes, mother. My son has retired."

"Wait!" Shi Wanqing stood up, walked to her son, stretched out her hand to tidy up his collar, and said softly, "I'll ask Biluo to bring you some supper later. I think you'll be here tonight." so late."

Qiu Zhiyan thought for a while and nodded, "I'm afraid it will take an all-nighter."

Shi Wanqing finally smiled and said, "Thank you Yan'er."

"It's not hard, son." When Qiu Zhiyan turned around and exited the door, he seemed to suddenly think of something, "By the way, my son needs to train his speed in answering questions. Does the mother have a literate boy?"

"This..." Shi Wanqing stretched out her hand to touch her forehead, "It would have been nice if we had brought a few more literate boys from Huizhou. We won't be able to buy them here for a while."

Qiu Zhiyan didn't hesitate and simply said, "Forget it, it won't be a problem."

Shi Wanqing was anxious, "Why don't you study with me for my mother?"

Qiu Zhiyan had a filial look on his face, "The mother has hurt her son. It's late and cold in the night, so the mother can rest easy, and the son can do it on his own."

Shi Wanqing suddenly remembered, "Wait a minute, Bi Luo knows how to read. I will transfer her to your room to wait on you. She will be able to train your answering speed with you."

Qiu Zhiyan was very embarrassed and a little disgusted, "Bi Luo? What does she know about a maid?"

Shi Wanqing was now treating a dead horse as a live doctor, "She knows how to write. She used to serve in your second uncle's room and often wrote for your second uncle."

Qiu Zhiyan looked disgusted and nodded helplessly, "Mom, you've taken the trouble, let her try. If it doesn't work, I'll let her go back to your yard. If she does, she can stay."

When Shi Wanqing saw her son relenting, she immediately became happy, "Okay, I understand."

The moment Qiu Zhiyan turned around, he revealed a sneer.

An hour later, a delicate voice sounded outside Qiu Zhiyuan's study, "Master Yan, can Bi Luo come in?"

The door creaked open.

A man's hand stretched out from inside and eagerly dragged Bi Luo into the house.

But when Bi Luo cried out softly, she laughed softly, "Bad young master! Be careful if someone sees you!"

The man smiled evilly, "Little goblin, are you still afraid of people seeing you? Who seduced me under my second uncle's nose in the first place?"

Bi Luo's eyes were as charming as silk, and she wrapped her body softly, "Master, Bi Luo is here to review your studies with you. You must take the exam well, otherwise Madam will beat Bi Luo to death."

The man said softly "Hmm"... It was really hard work and my back ached with the candlelight burning until dawn.

The next day, Shi Wanqing called Biluo and asked, "How did you accompany the young master to warm up his books last night?"

Biluo knelt on the ground and answered, "Back to Madam, I will ask the questions according to the test paper, and the young master will answer. The young master said that the speed of answering questions determines the outcome of the competition."

Shi Wanqing stretched out her hand to lift Biluo's face up and looked at it carefully, and said calmly, "You'd better not have other thoughts, otherwise I will sell you to the lowest place."

Bi Luo lowered her eyebrows and said, "Bi Luo doesn't dare. The young master only sees the test questions in the book, and has never looked at whether the slave is a boy or a girl."

Shi Wanqing was very satisfied with this answer, "When Master Chunwei tops the list in high school, you will also be a meritorious person. Then I will not be able to treat you badly. During this period, you will go to the Master's room at night to wait on me."

Biluo covered up the sarcasm on her face and kowtowed respectfully to thank her.

Shi Wanqing waved her hand and asked her to go down and catch up on her sleep, so that she would have the energy to spend time with her son studying at night.

Qiu Zimo curled her lips and reminded her mother, "This girl has the deepest thoughts. Mother, be careful to be deceived by her."

Shi Wanqing disagreed, "Even if she wants to use any tricks, your brother has to think about it. Your brother is the most upright person, and he only cares about books."

For two days in a row, Bi Luo waited in Qiu Zhiyan's room, all night and night.

The lights at Yunqi Academy were also brightly lit, and the old Marquis's eyes were filled with laughter.

I spent the whole day wandering around outside the school with my hands behind my back, not even bothering to listen to songs.

It was on the twenty-first day of the first lunar month that the trial began.

There were as many as 6,000 students participating in the competition this year, which was a lot higher than in previous years.

The streets were full of gongs and drums. The imperial court had arranged for the Propaganda Department to perform rituals and music to build momentum for the competition.

The imperial court also dispatched 3,000 Dongyu guards to maintain order, which showed that the competition was as intense as Chunwei.

The proud men of heaven, gather together.

Especially the students from Yunqi Academy, each one is more handsome than the other...