After the birth of a woman, the whole family depends on me to bring honor to the family

Chang Wei felt a chill on her back. She turned around and saw nothing. It seemed that she was too suspicious.

Xiao Yan hurriedly sent the antidote she made to Kyoto, as well as various prefectures and towns. All of a sudden, she was directly appointed as a first-rank imperial physician.

And that precious medical book was also handed over to the empress. It was impossible for her to keep it privately. Not only was her power limited, but keeping it privately might also bring her fatal disaster.

She is a smart person.

Those who got the antidote later all got better one after another. The virus crisis was finally over, but some people were also seriously injured.

Some weak scholars could not make it and many died. More than a dozen of Chang Feng's classmates died. In their Jiazi School, there were only more than 30 Communist Party members. Now that things are better, the number has been reduced by half.

The counties that suffered the most severe losses this year were Changshu County and Mingcheng Prefecture.

The empress is also secretly investigating the source of the virus. She will not let the crisis bite her from time to time like an ant. Not only would that be very uncomfortable, but it would also damage her authority. She would never allow that.

The first day of July.

Changshu County slowly recovered, and Song Yu finally went to Bailu Academy to study.

She entered Class A, and after passing the Tongsheng exam, she would be assigned to another class. All the girls in the class would be Tongsheng, and the classes would be divided into four levels: A, B, C, and D.

There are about forty students in one school.

Ma Qunwen is ten years old now. As long as she passes the examination for becoming a student, she will be assigned to a class. Maybe she will not necessarily be in the same class with Song Yu.

But it doesn't matter. Song Jushu didn't need her to study with him anyway. Now she is training Ma Qunwen for free, and he will be Yu Jie'er's disciple in the future.

As for the agreement between her and Ma Demei, that depends on Ma Qunwen herself. She, Song Jushu, has never been a soft persimmon who would let others suck her blood?

Don't even think about it.

There are only fifteen people in Class A, and Song Yu is the youngest. The students in this class are generally between ten and seventeen or eighteen years old.

Some people start studying late, but when it comes to studying, as long as you have talent, age is not a problem.

The seats are also very spacious. I have to say that Bailu Academy has a very profound heritage and good resources. Each classroom is very large.

Study separately and don't disturb each other.

Song Yu's seat was the first one. Not only did she have to face the teacher's saliva every time, but she was also particularly watched. She was often distracted, and her consciousness had long since drifted into the study building of Bailu Academy.

Everything in the Song family is back on track, and Song Zhining is preparing to go out again, this time to Mingcheng, the provincial capital, to purchase a batch of fine iron.

Ma Taozhi packed her bag and reluctantly saw her out. Song Xin hadn't gotten up yet. Pan Xiaofu cooked a few eggs for Song Zhining and asked her to eat them on the way. Song Jushu told her to be smart, think about everything and not be reckless.

When Song Yu went to school in the morning, she rolled her eyes when she saw her mother looking at her father with those sticky eyes, but she also felt sorry for her mother. It was indeed not good and not safe for her mother to always be running around.

She thought about asking her mother to change her career, but now was not the right time and she had to wait a few years.

The students in Class A are all smart. Not only are they arrogant, they also look down on everyone and their identities are not simple.

This world does not require those whose families are engaged in business to not take part in the imperial examinations. This world is fair in terms of studying. No matter what family you come from, as long as you have money, you can study.

Its authority is very large and extensive, so in the school, there are also factions: the powerful faction, the wealthy faction, and the poor faction.

It can be said that Bailu Academy, and even all academies, have such a system. The school is like a court. As the saying goes, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes. It is the same everywhere.

Song Yu was truly eye-opening. The martial arts world is everywhere!

Not only do you have to engage in intrigue with others, but you also have to compete with classmates for resources, which is quite tiring.

On the third day of August, Chang Feng finished her exam. She went to the provincial capital to take the imperial examination. Three years passed by so quickly.

Song Yu was reciting the text while shaking his head. The teacher was walking up and down the aisle, clapping his hands with the ruler in his hand from time to time.

Suddenly, a note flew over the lady's head, brushed against her hat and rolled onto Song Yu's desk.

Song Yu didn't even open his eyes and was still reading the text with his head shaking.

The second to last girl sitting in the first row on the right side of the classroom was feeling a little anxious. Damn it, how did the note end up on that evil guy's desk?

After finishing the text, Song Yu was stunned when she saw the note on the table. She picked it up and took a look at it, then opened the note and saw that it said:

"Li Yuchun, the brother from the Xu family is going to meet at a dilapidated temple outside the city tomorrow. You and I can go and have some fun."

Li Yuchun?

Song Yu looked up at the first girl in the first row on the left. She was good-looking, about fifteen years old, and looked like a decent person. Unexpectedly, she was actually a scumbag.

So Song Yu raised his hand.

"Song Yu, what's wrong? Is there something you don't understand?"

"Sir, I am reporting Zhao Lijun for harassing me in class."

The woman called Ms. Bai looked sternly at Zhao Lijun, who was second to last. Although they were in Class A, it was hard to say how much water there was in their class.

There are very few people from poor families, most of them are ladies from wealthy families, and only rich people can afford to go to school.

Li Yuchun looked at Song Yu's straight back, his teeth almost breaking. How many times has this happened to his father?

Zhao Lijun really has a short memory. She didn't even bother to talk about it after class. Now, if her teacher finds out, he's going to call her mom again.

Zhao Lijun's eyelids twitched, and then she smiled awkwardly.

"Sir, I know I was wrong and I will definitely regret it in the future. Please give me a chance."

Song Yu did not hand in the note this time, and the teacher did not want to be too harsh, so he had to ask Zhao Lijun to face the wall and reflect for half a quarter of an hour.

It was a real torture for the frail Zhao Lijun. When she returned to her seat after class, she could hardly stand and staggered on the table.

Song Yu stood up calmly, handed the note to Li Yuchun intact, and said considerately.

"The dilapidated temple you are going to is not safe. Many girls have been raped there recently. You should go to another place!"

Li Yuchun:…………………………

Oh! You said I should change places? Wouldn't that be embarrassing?

She glanced at the note, then put it in the drawer, not taking Song Yu's words to heart at all.

Zhao Lijun didn't take it to heart. Mu Xiu and the others would definitely go to the appointment tomorrow anyway.

Seeing the two people looking nonchalant, Song Yu laughed. Good words could not persuade a ghost who was seeking death. He wished them good luck!

After school, she waited for Ma Qunwen at the gate of the academy. A long time passed and no one came out, so she decided to go to her classroom to check.

Ma Qunwen is in the beginner class, which consists of children between the ages of four and ten. Any girl who has not passed the examination for a tongsheng will be assigned to this low-level class to learn knowledge, regardless of age.

The oldest are eighteen to twenty years old. Their age is really of little use in studying. The only thing that is useful is the documented knowledge in the exam. Everything else is not recognized.

When I arrived at Ma Qunwen's classroom, I saw a few children of medium age surrounding Ma Qunwen.