After the Hou family's mistress was reborn, the entire Hou family suffered disaster

Jiang Fuyue came over soon, and Marquis Anyuan heard the news from nowhere and rushed over.

With her children and grandchildren in front of her, the old lady was particularly happy and quickly called to Mother Liu to bring over the best tea in the yard.

It wasn't until everyone finished their cup of tea that Li Ju came late.

Today's Li Juren is very similar to the former Anyuanhou.

The clothes were not worn well, they hung loosely on his body, and he was unsteady when he walked. The only difference was that in the past, Marquis Anyuan's body smelled of powder, while this Li Juren's body smelled of wine.

However, they are all equally annoying.

Jiang Fuyue lowered her eyes and took a sip of tea, trying to cover up the smell of wine with the aroma of tea.

Nowadays, the tea she often drinks has been replaced by Xianchun tea. However, the old lady does not go out. She only knows that Xianchun tea is expensive. She does not know that almost everyone with a nod outside has a can of it. We didn’t catch up on this trend, so the tea from Songshouyuan is still tea made using the steamed green method as Mrs. Zhou once said.

The aroma of this kind of tea is not as refreshing as that of Xianchun tea. It is entangled with the smell of wine and becomes another strange smell.

Jiang Fuyue had no choice but to put the tea cup aside.

Anyuan Hou noticed Jiang Fuyue's movements, frowned and turned to wink at the boy.

The young man understood and started to help Li Juren up. He put him down only when he reached the place furthest away from Marquis Anyuan.

The old lady was also overtaken by the smell of Li Juren. It wasn't until Li Juren was helped away that she relaxed slightly: "How can you drink like this in broad daylight?"

The maid who came with Li Juren knelt on the ground and respectfully replied: "Juren knew that the two young masters would not go to school today, so he indulged himself a little. Please forgive me, madam."

Hearing this, Gu Feng on the side couldn't help but rolled his eyes.

Where is the momentary indulgence?

These days, Li Juren obviously never wakes up!
His movements were small and no one noticed.

The old lady nodded displeasedly: "Go and tell the kitchen to prepare a bowl of hangover soup and bring it up."

He is so drunk, how can he act like a teacher!
"Yes." Liu's mother went to deliver the message in person.

Although Li Juren was unconscious, he had finally arrived. The old lady looked at Gu Liao and Gu Feng, with a kind smile on her face: "Liao'er, Feng'er, how much have you learned now?"

Gu Liao put down the tea cup and said: "My grandson and second brother can already memorize the Three-Character Classic, Hundred Family Surnames, and Thousand-Character Classic."

Hearing this, not only did the old lady's eyes light up, but even Marquis Anyuan showed a look of disbelief on his face: "How long have you been enlightened and you can already memorize these three books?"

I think back when Anyuan Hou himself was enlightened, he had to memorize it for nearly a year before he could barely memorize it!

Gu Liao pursed his lips and nodded, saying, "Yes, I know it all."

"Okay!" The old lady was excited, "Quick, come back and listen, Fuyue, listen carefully!"

Jiang Fuyue said "hmm".

Gu Liao and Gu Feng walked to the middle of the hall and began to recite them word for word.

Marquis Anyuan asked a few more questions about the meanings of words, and both Gu Liao and Gu Feng answered fluently.

The old lady saw the satisfaction on Anyuanhou's face clearly, she smiled so hard that she couldn't close her mouth, and she felt even more proud that she had not invited the wrong person.

In just a few months, the two children have made such great progress, and it's not because she invited Li Juren to teach!

Anyuanhou nodded repeatedly.The excellence of these two children was somewhat beyond his expectation: "Then...let's write a few more words."

After Anyuanhou spoke, the servants of Songshouyuan began to prepare pens, inks, paper and inkstones.

Gu Liao and Gu Feng in the hall looked at each other, with a hint of embarrassment in their eyes.

Books can be memorized by rote, and the meanings of words can be guessed. Gu Liao is smart and can guess pretty well. Only this word can be seen at a glance whether the writing is good or bad.

Although Marquis Anyuan is a prodigal, he can still write, not to mention Jiang Fuyue. Some of the women who grew up in the capital are illiterate.

If people knew that neither of them could even write handwriting well, they would definitely laugh at them.

The two of them were uneasy, but today the hands and feet of the servants were extremely smart. In a short time, pens, inks, paper and inkstones, together with the writing desks, were already placed.

The two had no choice but to bite the bullet and go write.

Marquis Anyuan also stood up and stood behind the two brothers.

The two of them became even more nervous.

Gu Feng's hand shook even more, and before writing a word, a ball of ink fell on the paper.

In comparison, Gu Liao was relatively stable. He took a slow breath, forced himself to steady his mind, and started writing stroke by stroke.

However, the more Marquis Anyuan looked, the deeper his frown deepened.

When the old lady saw that Anyuan Hou looked wrong, she quickly got up and took a look. When she looked at it, her expression turned ugly: "What's going on?"

I saw that the few words written by Gu Liao were all crooked and uneven in thickness. Let alone Gu Feng, there was nothing on the paper except an ink dumpling.

Although he can memorize it so fluently, why can't he use this handwriting so well!
Seeing that the old lady and Marquis Anyuan were getting up, Jiang Fuyue couldn't sit still anymore, so she took a sip of tea and stood over to look at it: "I have only been enlightened for a few months. It's already good to memorize those things. As for this word, just wait until you enter Chinese Studies and practice it slowly."

The old lady turned back and sat down, with no trace of kindness on her face: "What do you know! After entering Chinese Studies, you will naturally have to learn other things! Where can you have time to practice calligraphy?!"

Gu Feng had put down the brush, lowered his head, and twisted his sleeves tightly. Gu Liao's face was not good-looking either. He was just maintaining a writing movement. In fact, the paper at the tip of the pen was already a mass of black ink. , but he didn't realize it.

"My mother-in-law doesn't know that writing requires a lifetime of learning. Students in Chinese studies also have to spend an hour every day to practice calligraphy. Liao'er and Feng'er just started a little late. As long as they learn more in the future If you work hard, you can still catch up." Jiang Fuyue's tone was casual, as if this was really not an important matter.

In their previous life, Jiang Fuyue sent them to study Chinese studies, so she knew the courses of Chinese studies very well.

Hearing this, the old lady's face became more relaxed, but she still had doubts: "Really?"

Jiang Fuyue was too lazy to speak anymore.

Anyuan Hou on the side answered: "Mother, Fuyue... I grew up in the capital. Naturally, Fuyue knows more about Chinese studies. Since Fuyue has said so, there must be no It’s serious, let’s just relax!”

Hearing this, Jiang Fuyue couldn't help but raise her head and glance at Anyuan Hou.

Why is this person acting so weird today and even speaking for her?
Marquis Anyuan curled his lips at her and gave her a comforting look.

Seeing that Marquis Anyuan said this, the old lady suppressed her unhappiness and said, "Well, that's fine."

The old lady looked at the drunken Li Juren and frowned in disgust: "Since Liao'er and Feng'er have learned almost everything they need to learn, it's time to send Li Juren back, you—— "

The old lady stared at the maid who came with Li Juren and said, "Go back and bring Mo Xiangju's account book. I want to check it carefully!" (End of Chapter)