HCB Chapter 31 Time to Go to School with My Little Schoolbag
Chapter 31 Time to Go to School with My Little Schoolbag
"Young Master Jing is so young. As the young master of a noble family, why hasn't he gone to the academy?"
Even though his family wasn't well-off, his parents gritted their teeth and sent him to the academy to study.
Especially when they are young, there are many things they cannot understand on their own, so they naturally have to ask the teacher for advice.
However, not only did Young Master Jing not go to the academy, his family also did not hire a tutor for him.
This puzzled Zhong Xunxi somewhat.
Such a promising talent shouldn't be wasted.
This question stumped Qin Jiuwei.
She genuinely didn't know about this.
"We have our own plans for this matter, so there's no need for you to worry about it, sir," Qin Jiuwei replied casually, though she was secretly making plans in her heart.
Seeing this, Zhong Xunxi didn't ask any more questions and led Xie Jue towards the front yard.
Xie Jue seemed to be wiping away tears with his head down, which Zhong Xunxi saw and understood.
It's understandable that the child might experience some adjustment difficulties on their first day of school.
Zhong Xunxi stopped outside the main courtyard, wanting to say a few words of comfort, "Young Master Jue..."
Xie Jue looked up upon hearing this, only to find that there wasn't a single tear on his face.
Zhong Xunxi: ...
So you were just playing with your own face all along...
Xie Jue raised her fair face and asked, "Teacher, what are we learning today?"
Zhong Xunxi: ...
Good boy, you adapt much faster than I do.
The children of the Marquis's family are indeed different.
After the two left, Qin Jiuwei sat in a chair, her delicate brows furrowed.
The Qin family had no sons, and in her previous life she spent many years in the deep palace.
Therefore, she didn't know much about politics and economics.
Therefore, I didn't think there was anything wrong with Xie Jing studying at home.
Now, after being reminded by Zhong Xunxi, I realized that there was a problem with this matter.
Qin Jiuwei instructed someone to summon Granny Zhao.
"Which academy did Young Master Jing study at before?"
"Reporting to Madam, it is Wutong Academy."
Wutong Academy is the best academy in the capital, where many Confucian scholars taught.
At the same time, Wutong Academy was also the place where the imperial examinations were held in the capital. Only by passing the imperial examinations could one obtain the status of a Xiucai (a scholar who passed the lowest level of the imperial examinations).
Xie Jing, being the adopted son of Xie Shizi, was of the right age and was naturally able to attend school there.
Do you know why he's not studying at the academy anymore?
Granny Zhao thought for a moment, "Young Master Jing used to study at the academy, but later he said he didn't want to go anymore."
"As for the reason..." Granny Zhao pursed her lips, "This old servant doesn't know."
"Both the young master and the lady of the house asked, but young master Jing only said that he did not want to go. The young master respected young master Jing's decision and did not ask any further questions."
Qin Jiu nodded slightly and dismissed Granny Zhao.
She knew that what Granny Zhao said was the truth.
This child may appear gentle, but he actually has a lot of his own ideas.
They would never share their thoughts with others.
Qin Jiuwei instructed, "Have Shurong come over quietly later; I have something to ask her."
It wasn't until lunch break that Shurong finally had a chance to go to the main house and tell him everything she knew.
“Young Master Jing returned from the academy three months ago and has been staying at home ever since.”
"As for the rest, this servant is not aware of it. This servant only takes care of Young Master Jing's daily life when he returns to the manor."
Qin Jiuwei frowned deeply. "If even you don't know, who else would?"
Shu Rong suddenly remembered something, and her eyes lit up.
"By the way, Young Master Jing used to have a study companion who always accompanied him to the academy."
"But ever since Young Master Jing returned from the academy, that child has also been driven away."
Qin Jiuwei instinctively felt that this study companion was very important. "What's his name?"
“That companion’s name is Qingsong,” Shurong replied.
Qin Jiuwei's voice turned colder, carrying an undeniable air of authority.
"Find him. I want him to appear before me at this time tomorrow."
"Yes, young lady."
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evening.
"Mother! I'm back!"
Xie Jue, carrying a small schoolbag, skipped and hopped into the room.
Seeing Qin Jiuwei sitting on the soft couch playing chess with Xiaohe, he immediately pounced over.
He grabbed Qin Jiuwei's leg, pouted, and whined in a childish voice.
"Mother~ Mother~ I miss my mother so much."
Qin Jiuwei was both amused and exasperated by his antics. She lowered her head, picked up the little dumpling from the ground, and hugged it to her arms.
Xie Jue returned to Qin Jiuwei's arms after a day, humming a few times with great satisfaction.
Qin Jiuwei reached out and pinched his little cheek.
Xie Yanli strode into the main house.
He usually wouldn't come to the main house on his own initiative, since that's where Qin Jiuwei lives.
It would be best for the two of them to keep some distance.
But today is Xie Jue's first day of classes, so he naturally came over to ask about the situation.
Unexpectedly, this is the scene I saw as soon as I entered.
Qin Jiuwei wore a lilac-colored silk dress, which made her even more beautiful and charming.
He was looking down at the little one in his arms, his clear and bright eyes filled with tenderness, and the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, revealing a faint smile.
"Father!"
Xie Jue noticed Xie Yanli standing at the door and called out excitedly.
Xie Yanli walked to the soft couch and asked, "How did you adjust to school today? Was Mr. Zhong's teaching alright?"
Upon hearing this, Xie Jue's smiling face immediately fell.
Qin Jiuwei's voice tightened involuntarily, "What? Is it because Mr. Zhong didn't teach well?"