Seeing that Mr. Zeng was about to disappear at the entrance of the school, Qin Dewei said to Xu Shi'an: "Please wait a moment, Third Young Master. I will go and come back first, and then we will go back home together."
Xu Shi'an had already fallen into a deep confusion about life at this time, so he only responded casually.
He vaguely felt like he was an ignorant young man who accidentally unlocked the devil's seal, or a rookie mage who accidentally summoned evil energy from another dimension into the world.
Qin Dewei hurriedly chased forward, calling "Sir, please stay" affectionately, and rushed out of the clan school gate.
Hearing this voice, Mr. Zeng turned around quickly and asked enthusiastically: "What do you want from me? Just ask!"
Qin Dewei said sincerely: "Sir! I want to study!"
For some reason, he always felt that speaking in this format was more atmospheric when he was kneeling on the ground and crying.
Mr. Zeng said with great joy: "If you have this ambition, of course it would be great! From now on, you can come to the school with Xu Shi'an and attend the same lectures.
If you have any more questions, feel free to ask me. I use my pen, ink, paper and inkstone first. Anyway, they are all provided by the Xu family, so I don’t use them in vain.
By the way, if necessary, I can come to you to teach when I have nothing to do at night. Also, where do you live now? If it is inconvenient, you can come and stay at my place..."
Qin Dewei was startled. He didn't expect that Mr. Zeng would arrange everything clearly just by saying a word.
He quickly interrupted Mr. Zeng and expressed his thoughts: "Although I have my heart, my mother is unwilling. The most urgent task is to convince my mother. When Mr. Zeng is free, please..."
Mr. Zeng turned around and left: "Study or even big things, why are you waiting? Go find your father-in-law now."
Qin Dewei hurriedly followed, murmuring in his heart, why does Mr. Zeng seem to be more anxious than himself?
There was a lot of talk along the way, and Mr. Zeng asked for help, which made Qin Dewei, who was not used to being close to others, very uncomfortable.
Seeing the gate of Conductor Xu's house, Qin Dewei was not qualified to bring anyone in, so he could only ask the disciple to pass a message and ask his mother to come out and speak.
Mrs. Zhou was probably busy, so she waited for a while before coming out of the gate, looking at Mr. Zeng and Qin Dewei suspiciously.
Mr. Zeng took a step forward, bowed and said, "I haven't seen Sister Zhou for several days, and I feel..."
Qin Dewei, who was standing behind, coughed violently. Mr. Zeng, who was interrupted, smiled bitterly and patted his head. He remembered that there was something important to do today and almost forgot about it.
"Xiaosheng came to see Sister Zhou today because of the matter of Wei Geer."
Zhou seemed a little ungrateful and said, "What does his matter have to do with you?"
Mr. Zeng said: "Today in the school, the students discovered that Wei Geer has amazing talent, excellent literature, and is a good scholar."
Qin Dewei nodded with satisfaction, yes, that's what it should be said.
Why did you ask Mr. Zeng to persuade your mother? First of all, Mr. Zeng is a teacher of ethnic studies and a scholar, so he certainly has credibility when talking about issues related to reading.
Secondly, Mr. Zeng will definitely brag about himself, even if he wants to please his mother! And he does it from the bottom of his heart.
"So what?" Mrs. Zhou's reaction was very cold, not at all the joy that other mothers would have after hearing their son being praised.
This makes Qin Dewei very strange. Doesn't his mother love him?
This is impossible. When I think of all the concerns my mother has for me, although they may not be what I want, the care is definitely not fake!
Mr. Zeng is also a little confused. As a teacher, as long as he praises his students, no parents will be unhappy. How can anyone be as cold as Sister Zhou?
But he shouldered the promise and had to continue: "So I think Wei Geer can take the path of studying. If he succeeds in the future, it will be a good talk."
Zhou's eyebrows suddenly stood up, her almond-shaped eyes widened, her fair face turned red with anger, and she said angrily: "Excellent! How dare you, one big and one small, join forces to fool me!"
Qin Dewei and Mr. Zeng were shocked together. So what is going on?
Zhou scolded the two of them and said, "The fortune teller said at the beginning that Wei Ge'er was destined to be the number one scholar in the world by Wenquxing. What now? He can't even study sociology.
How can I still understand your thoughts as a scholar? What you say about your literary talent is just a trick to please me! But such flattery will not do Wei Geer any good at all!"
"No, that's not the case!" Qin Dewei shouted.
Mrs. Zhou ignored her son and said very disappointedly to Mr. Zeng: "I originally respected you, Zeng Xiucai, as an honest gentleman, but unexpectedly, you also learned such sweet words."
"No! It's not like that!" Mr. Zeng shouted without tears. Of course he had his own little calculation. After all, love is selfish.
First of all, why not praise Qin Dewei for being able to please the person he likes? Secondly, if Qin Dewei studies with him, he can have more contact with the Zhou family in the future.
Third, if Qin Dewei takes the exam in the future, then the Zhou family will have to escape from slavery, and then he will have a chance to succeed.
It can be said that he kills three birds with one stone, so Zeng Xiucai was so active in helping Qin Dewei. But he never expected that he would steal the chicken but lose the rice. What was the problem?
Because love is full of suspicion, since Zhou knows that Mr. Zeng has thoughts about herself, every word and every action of Mr. Zeng will be scrutinized with suspicion.
Under the scrutiny of this "presumption of guilt", Mr. Zeng's words and deeds naturally have "ulterior" purposes, including praising his son's talent, which of course cannot be believed.
Qin Dewei sighed sadly. Since time travel, most people who have really come into contact with him have realized that he is a unique and special boy. Why is it that only his mother turns a blind eye to this?
Mr. Zeng was dejected and left the conductor Xu's door with heavy steps. Qin Dewei was helpless, and it was impossible for him to take the initiative to provide help.
"What do you think of Mr. Zeng? I think Mr. Zeng is a pretty good person." Qin Dewei didn't mean anything else. He was just curious about what his mother thought of Mr. Zeng.
"It's a pity, he's just a nice person." Zhou said lightly, but also a little unwillingly: "Even the name is so ugly!"
This is a very middle-aged answer, and the love of middle-aged people is based on realism. Love in the first-tier metropolises of the Ming Dynasty cannot be without rice.
Qin Dewei asked curiously: "What's wrong with the name?"
Zhou sighed softly and replied: "What's the bad word? It's called danger. Listen, is it a good word to call it dangerous?"
Qin Dewei thought for a moment in surprise, there are still people named after Xian? Zeng Xian?
No! Qin Dewei read the name several times and suddenly thought of another homophone, Zeng Mian?!
At the same time, a sentence came to his mind: In the 27th year of Jiajing reign, Zeng Mian, the minister of the Ministry of War and the commander-in-chief of the Trilateral Government, was beheaded in Xishi together with his chief assistant Xia Yan.
The key is that there is another sentence: Wife and children have been exiled for two thousand miles...
Thinking again about Zeng Xiucai, who came from Yangzhou and liked to read military books, it seemed that he was a good match for Marshal Zeng.
"Why are you so dazed again?" Mrs. Zhou saw her son suddenly motionless.
Fortunately, it was only the ninth year of Jiajing. Qin Dewei came back to his senses and said from the bottom of his heart: "Mother, you really have a sharp gaze. That Zeng Xiucai is indeed a bit dangerous. I suddenly felt a little scared..."