After the cannon fodder father and daughter married into the family, the whole family regretted it

"Your grandfather's whole life's passion is for you. Now you say you don't want to study anymore. Do you want to kill me?"

Patriarch Qin clutched his chest, his eyes filled with paranoia and grief.

Qin Shucai was choked with anger. He considered himself a scholar, although not a well-read man. However, he could not refute a single word at this moment.

But he accepted all this because of his studies. Does that mean he will always feel sorry for his family and accept everything for it? Even if he knows that they are doing something wrong, he has to turn a blind eye and even become an accomplice?

He studied and took exams just for this?

Everything that his teacher and his knowledge had given him collided with the cold reality in his mind at this moment.

He couldn't convince himself, and didn't want to have a bigger conflict with his grandfather, so he could only turn around and leave.

The grandparents and grandchildren parted on bad terms.

On the other hand, Fang Tong and Qin Yan, who had returned home, were also in a bad mood. Qian Fengping was in a complicated mood when she learned what happened today.

But in the years since Yan'er's father left, the tribe has caused a lot of trouble, and she has gotten used to it.

Although Chief Qin did not succeed in today's matter, Fang Tong already had an idea in his mind. When Qin Shucai really passed the imperial examination in the future, the people in the clan would not be as easily instigated as they were today.

They will completely side with the patriarch for the sake of benefits.

"Your clan leader was right about one thing today. He was too anxious."

Fang Tong's face turned grim: "If his grandson had already graduated from high school, you might have been forced to pay money by those people who went there today."

Qin Yan's expression wasn't much better, in fact, it was even worse.

"Yes, I am the head of the family on paper, but I am still young and have a leg disease. If I can't keep it, our family will become the money bag of the clan."

He clenched his fists and then slowly released them.

"Uncle Fang, do you have any ideas?"

If it were in the past, he would have found it difficult to talk directly to his mother about such things, but after having Uncle Fang, he really took on a lot for this family.

Just look at her mother and you will know that she has spent less time grieving about her family and him, and is always thinking about the cake. He hasn't seen so much smile on his mother's face for a long time.

Fang Tong thought about it and nodded.

"I've had an idea before. I want to save money and buy a house in the county town."

Qin Yan had indeed heard him say this before, but they had never discussed it in depth, and it was just an idea.

"If this is really possible, it would be much better than the current situation. Nowadays, in a village, the village chief cannot interfere too much in the affairs of the clan unless it becomes a big deal."

The situation in the county town is different. In places where there are formal government offices, people like Patriarch Qin will be much more restrained.

Moreover, many people would regard a village as a whole, and a surname as a whole. In the village, Patriarch Qin could naturally ask all clansmen to come to him, but once in the county town, if he wanted to bring people to his door, that would be another matter.

The village is too secluded.

Qian Fengping had no objection and had no intention of being reluctant to spend the money.

"If we could live in the county town... my son and daughter wouldn't have to go through so much trouble to go to the academy."

Fang Tong and Qin Yan looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Qian Fengping was stunned: "What are you laughing at? But this matter is still far away. Didn't we agree that we have to open a shop first when we have money?"

After the turmoil of that day, life returned to normal.

Songhe Academy also welcomed the legendary additional examination.

On the day of the supplementary examination, not a single student was absent due to any reason.

Everyone's desk was spotlessly clean, with nothing on it except the four treasures of the study. It was clear at a glance.

The topic was announced a quarter of an hour ago. Some people are still thinking about it, while others have already started writing.

Yu Zhenghai's position and Qin Yan's position were far apart, at the far sides.

He wrote and stopped, thinking in the middle, but he saw Qin Yan writing very quickly on the other side.

Huh? He couldn't help but look a few more times and found that he really didn't pause.

"cough."

Master Wei, who was standing in front with his hands behind his back, cleared his throat.

Only then did he come to his senses and quickly write his own.

Master Wei then withdrew his gaze and looked at Qin Yan.

From the very beginning, he had a clear view of every student here while they were doing their homework. After reading the questions, Qin Yan would think for a moment and then write on the paper. Until now, he only paused occasionally and hardly stopped.

He has been my student for such a long time that he has a rough idea of the level of the article.

Master Wei couldn't help it after all. He walked around the seats with his hands behind his back. When he came to Qin Yan, he couldn't help but take a few more glances at the paper.

This is incredible. Putting aside how it is written, how could so much be written?

At a glance, I was fascinated by the neat and beautiful handwriting and the meaningful words.

It was not until Qin Yan felt that the master had been by his side for too long and looked up at him with some surprise when dipping the ink that Master Wei came to his senses.

When the time came, the teacher announced that the papers were ready.

"Ah? It's time already?"

"Master, can you give me a quarter of an hour..."

Master Wei was speechless: "You guys are going to take the imperial examination and can't finish writing. Are you planning to tell the invigilator the same thing?"

After Yu Zhenghai handed it in, he immediately rushed to Qin Yan and said, "I see you wrote it very quickly. How is it?"

Qin Yan thought it was okay: "How come you have the time to look at me while you're taking the exam?"

Yu Zhenghai cleared his throat: "Well, I just saw it accidentally. Qinglin, how about you? How do you feel?"

“I’m quite satisfied with it, but I was a little worried at first that I wouldn’t be able to finish it. I didn’t dare spend too much time thinking about it. I felt a little…”

"Indeed, there's no way to do any meticulous work. It all depends on who can hit the target with one strike."

"Hey, Qin Yan, I think you'll be fine. When the rankings come out, let me have a look at your paper!"

The three of them looked at their other classmates. Some had blank eyes, while others were having heated discussions with others.

"What about you, how are you?"

Yu Zhenghai grinned, "Anyway, I've finished writing. Today the kitchen has added meatballs in broth, so I need two more. Let's go."

Qin Yan and Wei Qinglin laughed. As the three of them walked out together, they heard Liu Mingce talking to other classmates about how he solved the problem.

"...That's it. How can you still be studying if you don't even understand this? Just go home and farm."

The two exchanged glances, and saw helplessness in each other's eyes. Yu Zhenghai, who was walking in front, glanced at Liu Mingce impatiently. He hated people who said such things the most. What? Is it so great to be good at studying?

It’s so ugly to talk!

In the afternoon, the teachers assigned some homework to the students and asked them to study on their own, and then graded the papers in the room with the dean.

They were inside the house and could hear Fang Nanzhi reciting his lessons in the yard.

The teacher was multitasking and soon he figured it out.

"Nanzhi, this kid, has memorized the entire Analects?"

The teacher beside him couldn't help but sigh.

"I hear you do. You have a really good memory. You've only been enrolled for a short while. No wonder the dean took a liking to you and accepted you as a student."