After entering the book, I emptied the warehouse of my foster mother's house to farm

Ji Ziyou specially changed into a brand new robe. With his tall and thin figure, he looked very much like Ji Yan when he was young.

Ji Yan saw him walk in from outside, the sunlight lengthened his shadow, as if he saw his younger self. At that moment, he was dazed.

"My grandson pays his respects to his grandfather."

Ji Ziyou stood up straight, clasped his hands, and bowed his body, all in a very serious manner, which was in line with Ji Yan's teachings to Ji Zixuan.

This was the first time that Ji Yan looked at his grandson seriously.

Unexpectedly, more than ten years have passed in a flash.

"Sit down and talk."

After a long time, Ji Yan withdrew his gaze and pointed to a chair beside him.

"Serve tea to the Second Young Master."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Ji Ziyou was flattered for the first time to be valued by his grandfather, but he suppressed his joy because he was afraid that his grandfather would criticize him for being imprecise.

He didn't know what his grandfather wanted him to do, and he didn't dare to say anything. He sat on the chair holding the tea bowl, feeling very anxious, like a student waiting to be questioned by the teacher.

He didn't know how long it had been, but he felt the gaze above him withdraw, and then he heard the person above him speak: "Ziyou, do you want to assist Zixian and become his counselor?"

What do you mean?

Ji Ziyu's inner nervousness and excitement were instantly extinguished by cold water at this moment.

Assist Ji Zixuan?

Is my grandfather concluding that he will not pass the imperial examination and will have no chance to take part in the imperial examination next year?

Or maybe my grandfather never paid any attention to me at all.

He is only a month younger than Ji Zixuan. Ji Zixuan passed the examination and became a scholar three years ago, and so did he!

Ji Ziyu's inner bitterness, resentment and jealousy surged in his heart. At this moment, he felt his throat was dry and he couldn't speak.

Ji Yan saw all of this, and seeing that he was unwilling, he sighed helplessly.

"Let's go back."

Ji Ziyou stood up, suppressing his grievance and unwillingness. He gradually loosened his clenched hands, saluted Ji Yan, and turned to leave.

But before leaving, he clenched his fists again and said with a choked voice: "Grandfather, I will pass the exam."

After saying this, he quickly left the study without caring about the expressions of the people in the room.

Inside the house, Ji Yan was confused and actually a little angry.

Young and frivolous!

……

After Ji Ziyou returned to the third room, he had a huge tantrum, but he did not make a big noise to alarm the servants. Instead, he drew Ji Zixuan on a piece of rice paper and used an awl to poke the person in the drawing to pieces.

Ji Zixuan, as long as you are alive, grandpa will never see me again!

You must die!

Ji Ziyou's face was grim. He threw the portrait, which had been shattered into pieces, into a copper basin, and burned it into a pile of black ash.

"mother."

When Mrs. Guo heard her son calling her, she couldn't help but shiver.

However, she still managed to force out a smile as much as possible: "You'er, what's wrong?"

She didn't even dare to ask why the old man had called him over.

Ji Ziyou smiled brightly and said to Guo: "Mom, my grandfather asked me to learn more from my elder brother and praised me."

"really?"

Is my son finally taken seriously by my grandfather?

Upon hearing this, Guo burst into tears of joy and quickly said to her husband, "Dad, did you hear that?"

The third master shrank his head, looked at his wife, then looked at his son, nodded repeatedly, and smiled a little guilty: "I heard it, I heard it."

Guo immediately stood up and asked the maid to prepare two dishes that her son liked so that the whole family could celebrate.

However, just after she finished instructing the maid and turned around, she heard Ji Ziyou say, "Mother, I have something to tell my father..."