Wangfu little dumb wife

Chapter 124 Ask a doctor to treat your throat, okay?

Xu Shu walked for a while, thought of something, turned around and asked, "Can't you live in the dormitory?"

Song Wei shook his head, "I discussed it with the academic officer earlier, and I live outside."

The Gongsheng students selected from the local area are free of board and lodging. It doesn’t make much difference whether Song Wei lives in the Guozijian or not.

After Xu Shu heard this, he squinted his eyes and looked at Song Wei carefully, "Do you have relatives in the capital?"

Song Wei was too lazy to talk to him, so he nodded.

"Which lord is in the mansion, do I know him?" Xu Shu became interested, thinking that he would have to find a chance to take a look when he was waiting for Xiumu.

"Why so much nonsense?"

Song Wei replied exactly what he said earlier.

Xu Shu: "..."

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Guozijian has six lecture halls, namely: justice, aspirations, broad industry, Taoism, sincerity and straightforwardness.

The students in it are not divided into grades by age, but by grades.

Therefore, the freshmen in the same group as Song Wei will have an entrance examination in a few days, and the formal classification will begin after the results are obtained.

Zhengyi Hall, Chongzhi Hall and Guangye Hall are for the first grade.

Xiudaotang and Chengxintang are in the second grade.

The willful hall is in the third grade.

Each lecture hall has a fixed number of 50 students, and the total number of students in the three grades is only 300. Among the 300 students, there are internal classes and external classes.

That is the difference between the so-called key class and ordinary class.

Song Wei listened to Xu Shu's introduction all the way, and wrote down the location of each lecture hall.

Their group of freshmen has not yet arrived, and the entrance ceremony will be held after everyone has arrived, and then the exam will be held.

So Song Wei will be relatively free these days.

The Guozijian is much bigger than the local colleges, and after turning around, the legs are soft.

Xu Shu sat down on the stone bench next to him, brought his frozen hands to his mouth and rubbed them together, and refused to leave, staring blankly at Song Wei, "Hey, buddy, you helped me!" You are so busy, and you don't introduce your name, what's the matter, are you afraid that your buddies will eat your name?"

"Song Wei."

The cold and indifferent words made Xu Shu speechless.

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In the evening, Song Wei walked out of the Imperial College and saw an archway on the opposite side of the street, with the words "Hongwenguan" written on it.

I didn't notice it because I was in such a hurry.

Feeling strange at this moment, he asked Xu Shu, "Where is the Hongwen Museum?"

Xu Shu raised his eyebrows, deliberately showing off, "You tell me where you live, and I'll tell you what the Hongwen Museum does."

Song Wei didn't ask any more questions, and went down the steps to go home.

"Hey, hey, you really don't want to know?"

Xu Shu was secretly annoyed, he had never met such a stubborn person who would die if he said a few more words?
Seeing that Song Wei didn't intend to stop, Xu Shu shouted at his back: "Hongwen Hall is an official school for women!"

Hearing this, Song Wei paused, his eyes thoughtful.

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back home.

Wen Wan has already bought all the things that should be added in the kitchen, and sat in the main room to make dumplings with Song Fang.

Hearing the sound of Xianggong entering the door, Wen Wan stood up, wiped her hands on the bib, and hurried to the kitchen to boil water for him to make tea.

Song Fang turned to look at her third brother, and asked with a smile, "It's the first day to report, how do you feel?"

"Guozijian is better than I thought." Song Wei responded casually, and seeing that Wen Wan was not there, he moved directly to the kitchen.

Water was boiling on the stove, Wen Wan's hands were not idle, she was cleaning the chopping board that was soiled by minced meat.

"Wanwan." Song Wei called her.

Turning her head gently, she asked if he was hungry.

Song Wei shook his head and said no, he had something to discuss with her.

Wen Wan dragged a small stool for him to sit on, and motioned him to speak slowly.

Song Wei said: "I'll hire a doctor with good medical skills to treat your throat, okay?"

(End of this chapter)