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Chapter 40 The bastard in ancient times who wanted to concentrate on his career 4

After receiving verbal education from the county magistrate's father and his own mother, Yuan Xi did not dare to be distracted in class for fear of being noticed by his wife who was paying attention to him.

Anything that does two things at once is in the past tense.

and…

Yuan Xi was standing opposite the Master, reciting the homework assigned by the Master, a long article. The Master had a serious look on his face, as if he was dissatisfied with him. After finishing the recitation, the Master touched his goatee and nodded, "Yes, it's acceptable."

The master, who had a calm expression on his face, immediately smiled broadly after Yuan Xi left. He stood up and paced back and forth, speaking plausibly, "The young master is very talented. He memorized it so quickly and so skillfully. Thanks to I have a discerning eye."

Then he mused: "But it's the nature of a child who is not as diligent as his elder brother, otherwise he will be able to test the water in two years. Otherwise, I will talk to the county magistrate again and give him more supervision. It cannot be wasted. Such a talented person."

Yuan Xi walked slowly out the door. His mental energy was always focused on the master in the room. He was just a little emotional about the two faces of the master in front of him and behind him. When he heard later, the master had to talk to the county magistrate in order not to waste his qualifications. Dad complained, Yuan Xi really wanted to say thank you to the master.

He will really thank you.

"I just said why is it okay? The master didn't pay attention to the big brother and the others, but focused on me, a little shrimp. Why don't you recite a little too fast, make a fuss, isn't it normal for me to have a photographic memory and recite things quickly? I'm always so low-key ”

Yuan Xi complained to Wu Ba in his heart that he was addicted to cultivating immortals and couldn't help himself, and he didn't have enough time. Suddenly he was asked to spend more time studying, which made him unhappy.

But now he is just a six-year-old little boy and can't make the decision.

Wuba has become accustomed to the host's complaints. Since the host turned into a six-year-old little bean curd, the person has become a lot more childish. He can do all kinds of coquettishness and cuteness at his fingertips. For a person who is over a hundred years old, there is no lower limit.

Facing Wuba's ridicule, Yuan Xi was not ashamed at all, saying that Po Tian was six years old now, and it was normal for a child to act coquettishly.

In the following days, Yuan Xi's coursework increased several times, all of which were tailor-made by his master for this talented man. Even Yuan Xi couldn't help but sigh, this master is a talented person, he has just the right skills, no more, no less. According to his performance, he can finish writing in time for dinner if he works hard. If he slacks off a little bit, he will light up the lights and work overtime at night. This squeezes out his time during the day and has no time to think about anything else.

When he was at school, the master's lectures to Yuan Xi also accelerated. When the full amount of knowledge was about to overflow from his mind, the master just stopped to let him digest it, and so on.

After a while, the master also found out the background of Yuan Xi. The master was a little surprised. He found that the young master's memory was really good, his thinking was as quick as an adult, and his inner evaluation was rising steadily. Magistrate Song was surprised when he found out. He didn't expect that he would give birth to a little prodigy.

Considering that Yuan Xi was still young, the two adults relaxed their requirements a little and didn't push too hard.

Soon, Yuan Xi also discovered that the master was not pressing on him step by step as before, and the arrangements were clear. Instead, he freed up some time every day and could arrange it freely.

He knew that this was the end of Master's investigation of him.

Yuan Xi clenched his fists and cheered quietly.

It's a pity that the flow of time in his space is the same as that in the outside world, otherwise he wouldn't have to worry about running out of time.

Four years have passed.

Yuan Xi is also ten years old.

In the school, Yuan Xi was sitting on a chair. Through the open window, he could be seen holding a book with a serious look on his face, occasionally stopping to write notes. At a young age, he already has the air of a gentleman, showing elegance in every move he makes.

Magistrate Song was greatly relieved. When he came closer to see the book Yuan Xi was reading, his face became stiff, and the old father's eyes changed from relief to anger.

The veins on his forehead were bulging, and he was obviously very angry.

"Song Yuanxi."

He yelled with his first and last name.

Yuan Xi put the book away calmly. Of course he did it on purpose. With his cultivation level, he noticed it from afar.

A hand stretched out from in front of his eyes and took away the book on the table.

Magistrate Song almost laughed angrily when he looked at the book in his hand. He saw the Book of Songs written on the cover. When he opened it, he saw that it contained Taoist scriptures.

"You are going to take the scientific examination next month. You still have time to see if these are available. Forget it in normal times. It doesn't hurt to indulge you at all. Just think of it as cultivating your temperament. Now is a critical moment. How dare you be distracted? ?”

"Father, my son doesn't have to improvise. He's just a scholar. Doesn't his father have confidence in his son? Or is he just bluffing people when he says his son is talented?"

Magistrate Song choked, it really wasn't true, his son was indeed talented, "This, this is not a reason for you to be lazy. Be humble. Don't be so arrogant just because you have some talent. How do you know there is no one more talented than you?" people are here."

"But why should I compete with people who are more talented than me? It would be great if I passed the exam."

That's true, but Magistrate Song just doesn't like his son now, "You're worthless. If you don't pass the exam next month, I'll confiscate all the scriptures in your house. Don't even think about buying them again. I The concierge will keep an eye on it.”

"This book will be confiscated now."

Magistrate Song took the book and left. Yuan Xi didn't panic at all. There was a backup in the space. If it was confiscated, it would be confiscated.

Habits are terrible things. Yuan Xi has often shown interest in Taoist scriptures over the years. He spent all his money on buying books and ordering books from booksellers. There were a roomful of Taoist scriptures in the house. The servants of the Song Mansion are all accustomed to the fact that the fourth young master loves to read mysterious and mysterious scriptures at a young age, not to mention the mistress of the house. Several brothers and sisters sometimes give him a few unbought scriptures or other Taoist classics as birthday gifts. .

These are all calculated by him. If he has been interested and talented since he was a child, and he has become a successful monk when he grows up, it will be easier to accept them.

This is an ancient feudal dynasty. What does he think of guarding against the royal family? He can't just pretend to be cool and then bring the entire Song family into trouble.

Therefore, Yuan Xi has been studying alchemy seriously in the past few years, and he has already considered it. When the time comes, if he gives them a little sweetness, some people will naturally stand on his side.

He doesn't mind passing down the skills when necessary. Anyway, they are originally the skills of this world, but they have just been lost.

Forget about this, Yuan Xi will have to wait a few more years if he wants to move freely. He must first pass the scholar examination next month. His old father has ordered him to get the title of the case, so he has to work harder. Give the old father a chance to brag, and when the time comes, his monthly silver will not go up.

Yuan Xi was not short of money, but he was short of money to spend openly.

In the last world, he could secretly take things out of space and use them, but now he couldn't. Servants followed him all day long. Ruyi knew exactly what he had, and there was no way he could sneak it out.

"When I grow up..."

Another day of longing to grow up.