In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 1203 - 1115: Thanking the Mentor

Chapter 1203: Chapter 1115: Thanking the Mentor

"Wait... Wait a minute... this child!"

Mrs. Su-Hua called out twice, but Su Ke ran even faster ahead. She couldn’t help shaking her head, then suddenly remembered the question she had earlier, "You still haven’t told me, what is going on between you and Qin Shuan’er!"

But Su Ke had already run far away and wasn’t going to answer her.

Mrs. Su-Hua sighed to herself.

Speaking of Qin Shuan’er, she had watched her grow up from a young age. At one point, she even considered having Shuan’er as her daughter-in-law, but when she mentioned it to Su Lao Si, he rebuked her severely. There was no other reason; the messy familial generations between them were just too incompatible. After that, she set the idea aside.

But as Qin Shuan’er grew up and became more beautiful, the once-settled heart of Mrs. Su-Hua began to flutter again.

When she brought it up with Su Lao Si once more, he became outright angry.

"Forget about the messed-up family hierarchy between them, just consider her grandmother... Doesn’t she just rub you the wrong way? Moreover, Ke’er has high aspirations. If he doesn’t fancy Shuan’er, can you force him to marry her? Once Ke’er starts his career in the court, would marrying Shuan’er benefit him in any way? I’ve recently heard that Ke’er’s mentor intends to match his own granddaughter with him, and that would help him advance further in the court. Such a fine marriage proposal—would you really be willing to turn it down?"

Su Lao Si’s words left Mrs. Su-Hua speechless.

A mother knows her son best!

Although she didn’t know what Ke’er thought of Shuan’er, she could clearly see that at least the two children had mutual affection.

"What’s wrong, what are you doing here? What’s the matter?"

Su Lao Si came over, looking at her curiously.

Mrs. Su-Hua snapped out of her thoughts and glanced at him, but refused to share her concerns, "It’s nothing, I was just reminding that boy to be more polite when he sees his mentor later on. But he ran off as fast as he could, as if he were afraid ’Frankly speaking’ was chasing after him..."

Su Ke had made a trip to the Imperial Palace first.

As he expected, neither His Majesty nor the Empress saw him; they merely sent word to encourage him.

Su Ke once again hurried to his mentor’s residence.

Yesterday he had also come here, only to see remnants of firework debris all over the ground, which filled him with shame, and he did not go in.

Now knowing that he had passed the Spring Imperial Civil Service Examination, he naturally sped over, his spirits as high as a galloping horse’s hooves.

From afar, off by the second entrance, he had his page boy go ahead to announce his arrival. The gatekeeper, upon seeing Su Ke, broke into a wide smile and opened the door, nodding and bowing incessantly to curry favor.

"It turns out to be Master Su arriving. Young Master Xue just mentioned you. The old man has been waiting in the hall for a long time, please follow me inside."

These words made Su Ke feel rather embarrassed.

"Brother Xue is already here?"

"That’s right, he came early this morning, had lunch with my master, and is now having tea in the hall."

"It seems Brother Xue has beaten me to it."

Su Ke joked, thinking about how his mentor had been waiting for him to visit since yesterday, but he didn’t go until today. He must have disappointed his mentor.

Thinking of this, he dismounted and strode into the hall, following the servant quickly. Indeed, the mentor was already waiting there, and Xue Qian was sitting at the lower end, making faces at him.

Su Ke pretended not to see and went down on his knees before the mentor.

"Frankly speaking, your disciple drank too much yesterday and only woke up from a drunken stupor now. As a result, I arrived late today. Please punish me severely."

"Get up, quickly get up."

The mentor was all smiles, helping him to his feet with a laugh.

"Good! Very good, truly worthy to be my student. This time you have really made me proud! To capture the fifth place among the Tribute Scholars in one fell swoop, you truly have the air of your teacher back in the day. Well done!"

It was then that Su Ke learned that this academician from the Yingtian Academy had also once placed fifth among the Tribute Scholars.

"Your disciple is ashamed! I dare not compare myself with Frankly speaking."

Uncle Lei laughed heartily and reached out to straighten his already neatly arranged collar.

He turned and glanced at Xue Qian with a mix of pride and frustration: "And why not? Both of you are my students. Remember always to be steadfast and daring, never rash, and always consider the consequences of your actions... As the saying goes, ’Green comes from blue, but it is better than blue.’ This academician is waiting for the day when you surpass your teacher!"

Su Ke, not daring to be overly confident, quickly bowed with a fist held to his chest in embarrassment: "Your disciple’s learning is not thorough, and I failed to achieve a higher ranking, truly I have not lived up to Frankly speaking’s teaching."

"Ha ha... Your achievements are already very good." Uncle Lei laughed heartily: "What’s most admirable is your character. Humble and calm, and you understand the importance of respecting your teacher and the way. Good, excellent! Compared to some others, you are streets ahead." As he finished, he hummed at that certain someone.

Xue Qian’s face turned red at these words.

He wanted to argue but couldn’t find the words, so he just muttered: "Frankly speaking, at least I managed to place high, you don’t have to keep putting me down..."

"Humph! You still have the nerve to talk! If your skills were not lacking, would you have veered off-topic to the ends of the earth? A simple topic about a spring scene, and you had the ’talent’ to turn it into autumn! Look at yourself..."

Uncle Lei sighed repeatedly as if lamenting his unfulfilled expectations, shakingly pointing at him: "What am I to do with you? By age, you are a few years older than Su Ke; in terms of kinship, you are a nephew to me; and as for the educational legacy, your Xue family comes from a line of scholars, serving the emperor generation after generation, with an ancestor who was a State Duke, a father who was the Hanlin Imperial Academy’s Grand Scholar, and an elder brother, the Hanlin Imperial Academy’s Historian. You had every advantage—time, location, and kin—and yet when the results of the Spring Imperial Civil Service Examination came out, your name was next to the date. Tell me... Ah, how can I face Brother Xue Xian!"

The more Uncle Lei spoke, the more Xue Qian’s shame intensified.

His head drooped lower and lower until it nearly buried in his chest, and he didn’t dare raise it.

It was only after hearing Uncle Lei’s final remark that he dryly argued: "Uncle Lei, this has nothing to do with you. It’s my own lack of talent, a disgrace to the many years of teaching you bestowed upon me. I’ve already made this clear to my father, and he will not blame you for it."

"You... you rascal, can you even listen to the nonsense you’re speaking?"

Uncle Lei trembled all over with anger: "Do you think I’m afraid that Brother Xue Xian will blame me? I am ashamed to face your father! Ashamed, do you understand?"

With those words, he scolded Xue Qian so harshly that the latter shrank his head back in.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing Uncle Lei about to launch into another tirade, Su Ke, who was being somewhat ignored, didn’t know whether to laugh or not.

He could see that the mentor’s attitude towards him was different from his attitude towards Xue Qian.

"Frankly speaking, in all fairness, we cannot blame Brother Xue. The line ’Yellow flowers are all over the ground’ comes from a lesser-known source, not within the ’Four Books’ and ’Five Classics’ which were part of the examination. Brother Xue, focusing all his efforts on his studies, naturally wouldn’t spend time on some extracurricular books. Not having read those lines is hardly Brother Xue’s fault."

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