The Marquis Mansion’s Elite Class

Is it too late to regret now?

Zong Wenxiu watched his younger brother's back, struggling with how to broach the subject.

"Jincheng, you tell us," He Zheng said, immediately interested, as this represented his integration into this new circle.

The little imp cleared his throat and dramatically shouted, "Down with Qin Ye! First Place A Must!"

Zong Wenxiu covered his face, unable to watch.

Zhao Yin poked Pan Hongzhi, signaling him to look at Zong Wenxiu: "There's another old-fashioned one."

Pan Hongzhi, already resigned, rolled his eyes and tried not to pay attention to the situation.

Being close to the little imp meant excessive entanglement would be endless, as the boy would continuously make people cringe.

As He Zheng's loyal sidekick, he immediately followed suit, shouting loudly, "Down with Qin Ye! First Place A Must!"

Zong Wenxiu: "..."

It's done, the die is cast.

Zong Jincheng laughed until he was slapping his thighs, and then he and He Zheng took turns shouting the class slogan several more times, their enthusiasm growing with each loud cry, like fish in water, like tigers with wings.

After a while, He Zheng curiously asked, "But Jincheng, who is this Qin Ye?"

He hadn’t attended the academy, and it had been a long time since he had seen Zong Jincheng, so he had never heard of this person. But from the second half of the class slogan, it seemed that Qin Ye was someone on par with First Place?

The little imp gritted his teeth and said, "He's just a guy who temporarily ranks first in the Child Prodigy Class across the entire capital, cold, heartless, arrogant, rude, unsympathetic, with his eyes on top of his head..."

Zong Wenxiu wanted to laugh.

His brother's description of Qin Ye had been expanded.

But to He Zheng, this sounded like a textbook evil villain.

This Qin Ye must be incredibly ugly and terrifying for Jincheng to describe him like this.

He Zheng immediately clenched his fist and promised, "Jincheng, don't worry. Once I study hard, we brothers will work together and definitely take down this big villain, Qin Ye!"

Zong Wenxiu: "???"

Big villain???

Qin Ye hadn’t done anything heinous; he was just the perennial top scorer!

Looking at his brother’s shocked expression, Zong Jincheng immediately felt guilty and said, "...he's not really a big villain."

"Ah?" He Zheng was confused.

Zong Jincheng quickly added, "Ah, anyway, he’s not a villain, and we're not really going to beat him up. It's about surpassing him in our studies!"

"Got it! I'm with you!" He Zheng, the loyal brother, said.

The little imp patted his shoulder in satisfaction, "Good, good, you're my best brother. In the Advanced Class, I've got your back!"

Zong Wenxiu: "..."

There are only three of us in the Advanced Class.

Who are you protecting He Zheng from?@@novelbin@@

"Best brothers!" He Zheng hugged him tightly, and the four young prodigies were now connected.

Looking at them laughing so joyously, Pan Hongzhi felt a bit uneasy. He reminded Cheng Zhidong, "Cheng, tonight you'll be sharing a bed with He Zheng. Even if he loves studying, he's still one of the four young prodigies. I don’t think it’ll be that simple. Be careful tonight and don’t stay up too late talking to him."

Cheng Zhidong waved his hand, "Don’t worry. I’ll fall asleep as soon as my head hits the pillow, leaving no chance for him to start a conversation."

Pan Hongzhi thought, Hopefully it goes smoothly.

The two young prodigies chatted for a while, and Cheng Zhidong brought over the original text and explanatory version of "Questioning the Seeking" and said to He Zheng, "Here’s one with the original text and one with the explanations. There are over four hundred allusions in 'Questioning the Seeking,' but only a few dozen are commonly tested. I’ve marked them for you, so focus on these first."

He Zheng was a bit overwhelmed, "Teacher Cheng, I’ve never studied before. I don’t even know 'Three-Character Classic,' 'Hundred Family Surnames,' 'Thousand Character Classic.' Isn’t starting with 'Questioning the Seeking' a bit too early?"

Cheng Zhidong casually replied, "Don’t worry, you don’t need to study those. The Child Prodigy Class Exam doesn’t test them."

He Zheng: "Ah?"

Zong Jincheng, eavesdropping nearby: "Ah ah?"

Zong Wenxiu in his mind: "???"

Seeing the children more puzzled than when he had been in front of Xu Wan, Cheng Zhidong felt a bit more intelligent for having caught on to her intentions the quickest.

He ​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌​​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​​‌​​‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​‌​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌‌​​​​​‌‌​‌​‌​​‌‌​‌‌​​​‌‌​‌​​​​‌‌​​‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌‌‌​​​​‌‌​​‌‌​​​‌‌​​‌​‍explained to the children, "Minister He wants He Zheng to enter the Child Prodigy Class within five months, which would grant him permanent study opportunities. But at the normal pace of teaching, even our Advanced Class couldn’t achieve that. So Madam Xu decided to focus only on the content relevant to the exam. The most basic introductory books and well-known poems won’t be studied because they are too simple, and they won’t be tested in the Child Prodigy Class Exam."

He Zheng’s eyes widened.

Even though he was still an outsider, he could roughly understand that both Teacher Cheng and Madam Xu were helping him meet his father’s requirements.

Overwhelmed with emotion, He Zheng quickly took the books, "Okay, okay, I’ll listen to Teacher Cheng and Madam Xu. I’ll study 'Questioning the Seeking'!"

Zong Jincheng immediately protested, and he was going to throw a tantrum.

Pan Hongzhi quickly covered his ears.

But the little imp’s voice still pierced through: "Pan Teacher! Why can’t we study like this! It would help me defeat Qin Ye quickly!"

"This is too unfair! You have such a great method but never told me, it’s biased, biased, biased, biased!"

Pan Hongzhi, in despair, opened his eyes and, with his private tutor's professionalism, tried to reason, "This shortcut only applies to He Zheng because he’s only aiming for that one exam. Jincheng, it’s different for you! You’re aiming for the top, the scholarship, how can you waste your foundation-building time for just one small exam?"

"You’re just making excuses! It’s biased, you’re biased!" The little imp still frowned and pouted, his face full of indignation, clearly not consoled.

Pan Hongzhi pulled out his trump card: "Think about it. If you used this method and became the top of the Child Prodigy Class, but because you didn’t build a strong foundation and got overtaken by Qin Ye, once he becomes the champion, everyone would laugh at you for being outranked by Qin Ye. But it’s different if you do it the other way around. Everyone would praise you, everyone would think you’re amazing, defeating Qin Ye’s eight years of effort in just three years, a literal godsend of wisdom!"

Zong Wenxiu: "..."

If you praise them like that, all the brothers will be mollified.

Sure enough, the little imp was already giggling foolishly, proudly lifting his head, "Then I’ll let Qin Ye be cocky for a while. At the ultimate scholarship, I’ll show him what the brilliance of a godsend is!"

Pan Hongzhi slapped his own face.

I deserve it!

Why didn’t I say something like ‘genius’ or ‘prodigy’ earlier?

Why did I have to use the phrase ‘godsend’?

Now that the little imp has picked it up, he’s going to boast about being a godsend every day from now on!

What era have we entered where a godsend is this playful?

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