"Mom, Song Zheyan is back."

Song Guangze and Liang Wanzhi stood in front of the courtyard of Huaxiangshe, looking at Song Zheyan walking from the end of the corridor.

Song Guangze frowned slightly, stepped forward quickly, and asked, "Zheyan, is Mr. Lu out?"

Lu Jing and Xie Jinyu from Guangwen Hall both worshiped outside Mr. Nanshan's door, and their talents and learning were on par with Xie Jinyu's.

The most rare and valuable thing is that as long as he is good enough, even if he is a commoner's child, Lu Jing will make an exception and be accepted into his family.

Although the number of places is limited, Song Guangze is confident that he will accept him.

Song Zheyan said: "Sir, I am meeting an important guest. It is temporarily inconvenient..."

"Snapped!"

Before Song Zheyan finished speaking, Liang Wanzhi stepped forward and slapped him. Then she looked around and saw that there was no one around. Liang Wanzhi became even more presumptuous: "Song Zheyan, don't you want to see how good my brother Ze is, so you are deliberately causing harm."

"You..." Song Zheyan took two steps back, raised his hand to cover his burning face, and looked at Liang Wanzhi in shock: "How can you hit someone?"

"It's you who I hit, and took away my Brother Ze's things." Liang Wanzhi looked at her with a sinister look: "If it weren't for you, the current heir apparent in the Yongning Hou Mansion would be Brother Ze. What kind of good looks do you think I can give you? I warn you, don’t even think about complaining in front of your mentor. I am the daughter of Prince Xiping. No matter how big your Yongning Marquis Mansion is, it cannot be bigger than my Prince Xiping Mansion."

She deliberately lowered her voice and warned Song Zheyan sternly, but she felt it was not enough to relieve her anger, so she moved closer to Song Zheyan and reached out to pinch Song Zheyan's ears.

Song Zheyan said "ah" and didn't hide.

When Liang Wanzhi saw him shouting so loudly, she quickly let go of her hand, fearing to attract others and ruin Song Guangze's career.

Unexpectedly, a figure walked out of the courtyard of the flower house. He stood behind the mother and son, with a gloomy look on his face.

Liang Wanzhi didn't know it, and when she saw no one coming, she continued to speak harshly to Song Zhe: "Do you know why your father died?"

Song Zheyan's pupils trembled: "Do you know how my father died?"

"Of course, your father..." Liang Wanzhi thought of what happened in Xiguan eight years ago, with sinister eyes: "Because your grandparents were unfilial and unfaithful, and because you robbed other people's things, God will repay you. You Dad deserves to die on the battlefield.”

"You are not allowed to scold my father. My father was a loyal and brave man and deserved his death." Song Zheyan rushed to Liang Wanzhi's side and bit Liang Wanzhi's arm hard.

Liang Wanzhi screamed and pushed Song Zheyan away.

After Song Zheyan was pushed away by her, Liang Wanzhi raised his palm again and lowered it high.

But before that hand hit Song Zheyan, her wrist was grabbed by the person behind her. Liang Wanzhi stiffened and turned to look at the person behind her.

Lu Jing also pushed Liang Wanzhi away at this time, walked forward quickly, and helped Song Zheyan up. His face was very ugly: "Get out."

"Lu Jing!" Song Guangze blurted out when he saw Lu Jing's face. It was indeed Lu Jing in the dream.

Liang Wanzhi was stunned for a moment: "Lu... Lu..."

She quickly took out the invitation sent to the Song family by Lu Jing. After confirming that the inviter's name was Lu Jing, Liang Wanzhi got up from the ground and said, "Mr. Lu, my son is..."

"The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. No matter how talented he is, he is still a shameless person. Guangwen Hall dare not accept such a student and take back the invitation card in her hand."

After Lu Jing spoke, the invitation card in Liang Wanzhi's hand was snatched away.

When she came to her senses, a group of Guangwen Hall students wearing light blue robes walked out of the originally quiet corridor.

The person who took away the invitation... a tall and thin student.

Lu Jing looked at the slap mark on Song Zheyan's face and frowned in distress: "You idiot, why did you stand and let her hit you?"

Liang Wanzhi came back to her senses and looked at the invitation that had been taken away. She was horrified that she had fallen into a trap.

She fell into Song Zheyan's scheme.

"Mr. Lu, please listen to my explanation. This child just said bad words to me, disrespected his elders, and wanted to drive away my son Song Guangze. I am very dedicated to protecting my son, so..."

"You don't need to defend yourself. When Zheyan came out to see you, I stood in the courtyard of the flower house and saw the scene clearly. Since you are from the Prince of Xiping's Palace, I guess this small temple in Guangwentang cannot accommodate you. Dear Buddha, I have sent people to pick up Song Guangze’s poems. If you take the poems, get out!”

Lu Jing took Song Zheyan's hand and turned to leave.

Liang Wanzhi's face turned pale, as if a basin of water filled with ice and snow had been poured on her head, making her shiver with the cold.

Guangwentang is her son's only way out, and her brother Ze can't afford to lose such a good opportunity again.

"Woo, woo woo..." Song Guangze was deeply hit and burst into tears...

"Brother Ze, don't cry. Mom has a way. Mom has a way. You listen to mother. Mom will definitely let Mr. Lu accept you."

"Mom, why do you want to fight Zheyan? Mr. Lu is teaching Zheyan now. If you offend Song Zheyan, you have offended Mr. Lu. Is there any other way you can make Mr. Lu accept me? Wuwu...wu..." (End of chapter)

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