Famine and exile: I brought the Spirit Spring to save the entire Marquis's mansion.

Lu Shishen came to deliver medicine to Huo Zhennan.

They inquired about their father's health.

Although Lu Shishen's medicine was made with the spiritual flowers and water from the valley, it wasn't a miraculous medicine that could bring the dead back to life; it was simply dozens of times stronger than ordinary medicine.

Lu Shishen understood this very well, so he could roughly estimate how well Huo Zhennan could recover.

"The physical body can recover to almost its full potential, but the meridians are damaged, so the kung fu won't recover much. The most important thing is the mind; it might only be slightly better than it is now."

Everyone was upset for a while.

Finally, Huo Qingchuan said, "As long as you're alive, that's good. Now Dad has no worries and is much happier than before."

From inside the house came Huo Zhennan's howling cries, as if his mother was pulling on his ear.

I'm quite happy.

Let's just assume Dad is getting senile prematurely.

In their hearts, he will always be that towering hero.

"How is Dali?" Huo Qingchuan asked again.

"I made it through. I woke up once yesterday." Lu Shishen's eyes were filled with relief.

Fortunately, Dali had a strong will to survive.

Fortunately, he returned in time, and after using a lot of medicine, we finally pulled him back from the brink of death.

"Um," Huo Qiuye asked a little embarrassedly, "I heard that you were giving Dali bowl after bowl of elixirs. Well, there shouldn't be much left, right? Is it enough for my father? Do we need to go to Dongshan again?"

Upon hearing this, Huo Qingchuan and the others laughed.

"Third brother, don't worry, Father has enough to eat. Shi Shen has been in the valley for two months, and he's been doing nothing but sleeping and making medicine."

He turned all the medicinal herbs and plants in the valley into pills.

When he left, he carried a whole sack on his back, and he staggered as he walked.

If I remember correctly, there were quite a few hidden in the valley, weren't there?

Lu Shishen gave an embarrassed smile, his delicate face turning red.

That's quite greedy, but I just couldn't resist the flowers and plants.

"Haha, then I can rest assured! Dr. Lu, my father's health depends on you!" Huo Qiuye laughed.

"Don't worry, Third Young Master."

Early the next morning.

Yue Buyuan was invited to Huo Qingchuan's study, but Huo Qingchuan invited her to sit on a stone bench in the courtyard.

It was chilly in early spring; sitting down made it feel really cold.

The study is a sacred place, a place for discussing important matters with court officials. It is certainly not a place for a commoner like him to enter, Yue Buyuan thought to himself.

"Mr. Yue, my son said you were looking for me?"

"Yes, sir. I know your time is precious, so I'll get straight to the point."

Yue Buyuan produced two articles.

"My lord, you are a scholar of exceptional talent. Please judge the merits of these two articles."

Huo Qingchuan took it and quickly finished reading it.

"In terms of depth, Mr. Yue's article is naturally more brilliant and thought-provoking."

This... Mr. Sky Above, though his writing is somewhat immature, uses stories to spark arguments, making his writing captivating.

Both of these articles were meant to promote the new dynasty and were addressed to the people of the entire country.

Mr. Yue's article is aimed at the awakening of the gentry.

This article, in particular, is more likely to resonate deeply with the people at the grassroots level.

The two gentlemen, writing and advocating from different perspectives, complement each other perfectly. Very good, very good.

I wonder who this Mr. Cangqiong is?

The court is currently in dire need of personnel; both gentlemen can serve the country together.”

"Thank you for your praise, sir. That's exactly what I was thinking, and I'm currently preparing to participate in this year's imperial examination."

The moon wasn't full, and perhaps because it was cold, her voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

Huo Qingchuan poured him a cup of hot tea, feeling somewhat apologetic.

I should have invited them directly to the main hall.

"I dare not trouble you, sir." Yue Buyuan was flattered.

He then said, "Jintang is exceptionally intelligent, and I can no longer teach him anything. I dare not delay any longer, so I beg you, sir, to find him another renowned teacher."

If Huo Qingchuan didn't know Yue Buyuan's level of expertise before, after reading that article, he was already impressed.

As expected of Yue Qiuyang's great-grandson, his handwriting alone is at the level of a master, more than enough to teach Jintang.

"This azure sky is Jin Tang's alias! I have a few more of his works here; once you've read them, you'll see how amazing he is!"

Having had such a disciple in this life, even if the moon is not full, I have no regrets!

What a boastful tone from the heavens above!

Huo Qingchuan read the other articles with surprise.

I still can't believe that Jintang, who is only nine years old, could write this.

It also contains a lot of observations and simple, easy-to-understand principles, which really doesn't seem like something a nine-year-old child could write!

This matter shocked Huo Qingchuan for a long time.

After Yue Bu Yuan left, he had someone summon Jin Tang.

Jintang has already written three books, which she brought with her.

His calligraphy was taught by Huo Qingchuan, and it has a strong sense of style. However, upon closer inspection, it is somewhat different from Huo Qingchuan's, less formal, and more unrestrained.

Huo Qingchuan questioned him extensively and finally discovered how quickly Jintang had matured after the calamity that befell the Marquis's mansion.

What he has experienced and learned in the past year or two is more profound and insightful than what he received during the ten years of pampered and strict instruction in the Marquis's mansion.

Besides his own intelligence, he also met two important mentors in his life.

Li Yuzhi came out of the study and pulled up Huo Qingchuan, who was deep in thought, from the stone bench.

“In the past, my fourth sister-in-law liked to take Jintang with her wherever she did things, and she taught him a lot.”

Even a chicken, a duck, or a fallen leaf could inspire several stories from my fourth sister-in-law.

Jintang studied with Mr. Yue again. He became serious and memorized quickly, eventually finishing all the books in Mr. Yue's room.

Reading ten thousand books is not as good as traveling ten thousand miles. In the army camp, my fourth brother did not restrict him and let him run around. He had seen the chaotic things that we had seen in the countryside.

He had seen the atrocities committed in the Western Liao Dynasty that you may not have witnessed.

You can't treat Jintang like a child anymore. You should talk to him more often in the future; he has a lot of ideas.

I've tidied up the study; from now on, you're not allowed to fool around here.

Li Yuzhi, with a hint of shyness, warned him in a low voice, pulling him into the study to warm his slightly chilly body.

I carefully arranged the books that Jintang had finished writing on the first shelf.

Who would have thought that the Grand Secretary, who appears aloof and unapproachable to outsiders, and as awe-inspiring as snow on a mountaintop, has been doing all sorts of things in this study!

On the upper shelf of the bookshelf against the wall, there were several faint fingerprints.

Li Yuzhi blushed.

She caught it last night.

She quickly started wiping again.

"Alright, I'll discuss this with our son more often from now on."

The man leaned closer, grabbed her hand that was wiping, slowly intertwined their fingers, and then pinned her against the bookshelf, making her unable to move.

"That's right, it's a pity, otherwise..."

"vomit……"

Li Yuzhi suddenly gagged in her nervousness.

"what happened?"

He immediately loosened his grip, his previous aggressive aura instantly transforming into tension and worry.

"Are you feeling unwell? Was it because I was too..."

"Do not."

Li Yuzhi covered his mouth and pulled his hand to his lower abdomen.

A bright and happy smile bloomed on her lips.

Like a blooming peony, it outshines all other flowers, possessing unparalleled beauty.

She captivated the man's eyes.