The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Chapter 1380

Because of the release of the results, Xiao Bei changed his mind. "After I get the results, I will go to see my mentor. If I am lucky enough to pass the exam, I will repay his kindness in teaching me. If I fail the exam... even though I am ashamed to see him, I will still go to listen to his teachings."

Although Jiang Qu's students were not as great as the great Confucian scholars of the Imperial Academy or Longen Academy, he was still a student of his life.

Ironically, during his early education, several talented individuals emerged, such as the Pei brothers, Pei An and Pei Che, Xiao Bei, and others...

Upon hearing this, Qin Qingdong ate his food while offering a few words of comfort.

"Don't worry, Si Lang and I have invited a doctor to treat him and also hired servants. Now the house and the house are being taken care of. Uncle Meng is still in good health. Although the gentleman had difficulty getting around, after treatment, he can now take a few steps in the courtyard."

"I'll go too."

Song Guanzhou asked with great interest, "I heard that the old gentleman is not particular about gender, and that Jin Fuyun was also enlightened by the old gentleman?"

Upon hearing this title again, Pei An and Qin Qingdong remained calm.

"It's not just Fuyun, there's also the third and fourth young ladies of the Wen family, and oh yes, the current Crown Princess, Erlang's eldest sister—"

"Oooh!"

Song Guanzhou praised him highly, and was even more curious about the old gentleman Jiang Qu. He had countless students, especially the few in front of him, who were rare talents that ordinary teachers would find.

Whether one has achieved fame or not, no one is an ordinary person.

The old man spoke casually, which suggests he must have lived a wealthy and comfortable life.

"The gentleman dislikes these fame and fortune, and had previously had a falling out with some of us. He has been away from the capital for many years, and now he is returning to his hometown, presumably to await the peaceful passing of his hundred years."

In modern society, the pursuit of self-interest is even more acute than it is today.

From kindergarten teachers to doctoral supervisors, the essence of the teacher's role is becoming increasingly blurred, with more news reports of teachers vying for fame and fortune, exploiting students, and turning against their teachers.

It's chilling to watch.

Song Guanzhou rarely encountered a renowned scholar like Jiang Qu, who retired to the countryside, unmoved by external gains or losses, regarding gold, silver, wealth, fame, and fortune as fleeting clouds.

She became even more interested.

Even as the couple lay down that evening, she was still thinking about it.

Especially since Jiang Qu's death in another place is different from the original story, she has now returned to the capital. Pei An, seeing her persistent questioning, did not feel annoyed and patiently answered her in detail. The more Song Guanzhou listened to the old gentleman's deeds, the more he felt that they were rare and precious.

"His character is noble, and Si Lang must take me to pay my respects to him. My mind is impure, and if I could receive some guidance from him, perhaps I could become clearer."

In the still of the night, birdsong and frog croaks could be heard from time to time. Pei An heard them and smiled indulgently, "Even the filthy places are what your husband likes, so don't change them."

what!

Song Guanzhou became disgusted and pinched Pei An's tender side, lightly pinching a few times. It didn't hurt, but it was more of a teasing gesture. "That's not what I meant. You know I have a bad temper, I'm stubborn, suspicious, and deep-thinking. In the long run, I will definitely become a burden to my progress."

If one could have a good opportunity to receive some guidance, then this journey of life would not have been in vain.

Pei An admired this about Song Guanzhou: she knew her own shortcomings and flaws in life and knew how to seek out wiser and more intelligent people to teach her.

"Does my wife possess any abilities I don't know about?"

Pei An embraced her, burying his face in her shoulder, inhaling her fragrance, and whispering in her ear. Song Guanzhou's ears burned from his soft breath, and before she could escape, she said, "I only have some clever tricks, nothing special."

"My wife, Pei Si, has no need to be so modest."

Song Guanzhou's eyes shone brightly as he turned his head and whispered to Pei An, "But what happened? I feel that you are more delicate and soft-hearted than usual today."

Upon hearing this, Pei An smiled and glanced sideways, "How can 'delicate and soft' be used on a man like me? That should be reserved for my wife."

"Wrong, wrong, wrong."

As night fell, Song Guanzhou's jade-like finger hovered in the air. "Speak, Fourth Brother, is something on your mind?"

"My wife, what will you do if we ever have a falling out?"

"It depends on what kind of rift it is..."

"What do you mean?" Pei An asked seriously. Song Guanzhou lay down and explained in detail, "If it's a misunderstanding, or if your original intention was for my own good, even if there is a rift between us, I will forgive you once I know the truth."

"What if there was no initial intention, and it was just unintentional?"

"Unintentionally?"

It was rare for Song Guanzhou to have a casual chat with Pei An, and upon hearing this, he delved deeper, "For example, when you're out socializing, you might get involved with women and bring them home as maids to keep you company?"

Pei An shook his head.

"I certainly won't."

Song Guanzhou was stunned. "That's...?"

"I didn't mean to hurt you, but many things are interconnected and don't go as planned. I try my best to avoid this, but I'm afraid that in the long journey of life, I might drag you down with me..."

Song Guanzhou rolled over and struggled to move his leg, which was in a splint.

Pei An quickly sat up and helped her, saying, "Speak properly, be careful not to bump your leg again." When she lay down again, she heard Song Guanzhou, who was facing her, say in an unusually serious tone, "You did it unintentionally, so I forgive you. But Si Lang, I don't want to lie to you either. Forgiveness is forgiveness, but it doesn't mean everything will be the same as before."

"Watching the boat, what does this mean?"

Song Guanzhou sighed softly, "For example, if that cruel and cruel thing in the Jian Shui Fang happened again, I would never live with you again, nor would I stay in the Duke's mansion. You all warn me that the world outside is difficult and that it is hard for a woman to live alone, but Si Lang, living a life of cowardice is not what I want."

Pei An was speechless.

"...I will never let you suffer like this again."

Song Guanzhou gently stroked his chest with her delicate hand, "Although I don't know how my wife and I came up with these things, it's all just empty talk to talk about things that haven't happened yet. Life is long, Silang, cherish the present."

"My wife, I can't live without you."

Song Guanzhou suddenly felt that something extraordinary must have happened tonight. He had never seen Pei An like this before, clinging to him so affectionately. It was very strange.

"I can't live without you either."

She spoke so fluently that Pei An couldn't tell if she was telling the truth. Upstairs, Song Guanzhou, with her slender waist, looked somewhat displeased, saying, "I see you're quite comfortable."

"You gave me freedom, Shiro."

These words pleased Pei An, and he lifted his head from her chest. "Really?"

In the night, Song Guanzhou answered seriously without a smile, "Yes. You spared me from having to follow the rules in front of my mother-in-law, from dealing with trivial matters inside and outside the home, from worrying about making a living, from planning for the future, and more importantly... I have never given birth to your children, and you have never blamed me for it."

In modern society, having seen through the true nature of men early on, she couldn't help but sincerely admire Pei An's excellence.

Upon hearing this, Pei An felt a surge of shame.

She saved five children, but at the cost of losing her right to be a mother.

Pei An, the son of the Duke of Zhenguo, who had received such great favor from her, how could he possibly have the face to reprimand Song Guanzhou? She wasn't even twenty years old yet...

If Song Guanzhou knew, he would be overjoyed.

To avoid having to meticulously calculate her ovulation period every month, only to be constantly seduced by Pei An's beauty and thus constantly ruin her plan to stay away from him.

Before she could resolve her survival crisis and before she was even twenty, she certainly couldn't get pregnant.

I was greedy...