Chapter 152: Chapter 146: Your Whole Family Has No Manners! (Part 2)
Lu Xingzhou said, "I have my eye on someone, but it seems the other party isn’t too willing."
"What is their character like?" the Eldest Princess asked.
"I had someone investigate it. Their conduct is upright, and their background is absolutely clean. However, their personality is quite stubborn and unyielding."
The Eldest Princess leaned back and sighed lightly, "It’s not impossible to hire a tutor for him, but in this big vat of dye that is the Capital, it’s rare to find someone with a clean background. It’s easy for someone to exploit a loophole to insert a spy. The Empress Dowager has already been indulging him out of our sight, making him act recklessly. If we add another one, it might send my son down a disastrous path.
In the end, we have to start with relatively clean Confucian scholars. After all, they are classmates, and the courses are similar. Sometimes, their teachings are even more meticulous and understandable than those of a tutor. Prince Consort, please keep an extra eye on this matter."
"I understand."
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Recently, the Little Overlord has stopped rampaging.
Song Wei learned about this from Xu Shu.
Both Xu Shu and Lu Yanqing are first-year students, making it easier for them to notice the Little Overlord’s movements.
Song Wei wasn’t surprised. With a mother who is the Eldest Princess and a father who is the Prince Consort, their family has only one son. If they cannot educate him properly under such circumstances, how much of a failure would they be as parents?
In the dining hall, Xu Shu picked at his soup spoon, somewhat disinterested, "Without new mischief from the Little Overlord, I’m a bit unaccustomed."
Song Wei said, "It seems you’re eager to get beaten up by him."
"Who am I? I wouldn’t let a little brat beat me up."
"Give me a seat."
Xu Shu had barely finished his sentence when a voice came from behind.
Xu Shu immediately sensed something amiss. He turned his head quickly and saw that the person was indeed Lu Yanqing, holding his lunch tray from the dining hall. His expression changed multiple times.
"Give me a seat."
Lu Yanqing repeated, with even more barely controlled irritation in his voice.
Xu Shu glanced to the side where there were clearly empty seats. The Little Overlord was being unreasonable, and Xu Shu wasn’t happy about it, "Do you understand the rules? I was here first, my meal isn’t finished, the Imperial College isn’t your family’s. You say move and I should move? On what grounds?"
Lu Yanqing’s gaze fell on Song Wei across and said, "I have something to discuss with him."
Hearing this, it was obvious he was looking for a personal vendetta. Xu Shu was even less inclined to move, sitting still. He didn’t believe Lu Yanqing could be so unreasonable as to publicly beat up him, a supervisor.
Supervisors are not like Confucian scholars. Behind them often lies a wealthy family background, with complex connections. If you provoke one, ten of his relatives might emerge from among the three hundred students at the Imperial College to demand justice.
Lu Yanqing looked at Xu Shu’s defiant posture, his anger rising, but then he thought of something else, and moved a few steps aside to sit down, looking at Song Wei, "About what my father talked to you about last time, have you given it any thought?"
Song Wei smiled gently, "If I recall correctly, I explained the reason to the Prince Consort at the restaurant that day. I really can’t spare much time for tutoring the Young Marquis."
Lu Yanqing said expressionlessly, "The Medical Officers at the Princess Mansion are much more skilled than any doctor you might casually hire outside. If you agree, I’ll have my father bring your wife to the Princess Mansion for treatment. That way, you can care for her and tutor me."
Song Wei paused slightly in his eating, "I don’t understand, with three hundred students at the Imperial College, why does it have to be me?"
"I’m pondering the same thing," Lu Yanqing slammed his chopsticks on the table heavily, gritting his teeth in anger, "Why among all the students at the Imperial College are you the one daring enough to report me?"
Seeing the situation turning tense, Xu Shu quickly intervened, "Hey, hey, hey, speak what needs to be said, laugh about what needs to be laughed, no need for physical gestures, that’s uncultured!"
As if pricked by a needle, Lu Yanqing glared at Xu Shu viciously, "You’re the one without manners; your whole family is without manners!"
Xu Shu: "...Fine, you’re the boss, whatever you say is correct."
He wouldn’t stoop to argue with an uncultured brat!
After Lu Yanqing left, Xu Shu turned to Song Wei, "Aren’t you afraid of offending him?"
Song Wei replied in a laid-back tone, "From the moment he targeted me, I’d already offended him whether I wanted to or not."
"What are you going to do, then?" Xu Shu asked again.
"I have no plans."
"..."
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Lu Xingzhou approached Song Wei again, the day after the first exam of the year, when the Imperial College had a day off.
Song Fang had gone out to buy groceries. Song Wei was outside brewing medicine for Wen Wan when he heard a knock on the courtyard gate.
Song Wei thought it was Xu Shu, stood up to open the door, only to find the person standing outside was the Prince Consort, holding a gift box.
Song Wei was momentarily stunned, then quickly collected himself, "Is there something the Prince Consort needs?"
As for how he knew the address, such questions weren’t worth asking; with his status, if he wanted to find out, he could do so in the time it takes for a meal.
"It’s about the same matter as last time." Lu Xingzhou’s demeanor was polite and warm, with a smile on his face, "Could Mr. Song reconsider?"
Before Song Wei could respond, he continued, "If it’s because of your wife, I guarantee I can have the most skilled doctor treat her, and ensure she recovers completely."
The offer was very tempting.
Song Wei knew, with the Prince Consort’s status, he could invite the head of the Imperial Hospital to treat his Wanwan without any issue.
However, such temptation often comes with danger.
The Lu Family is like an unpredictable danger for Song Wei.
He was born with a unique fate, especially with someone like Lu Yanqing, it’s easy to predict the troubles ahead.
Thus, regardless of the temptation, he must resist.
Shaking his head, Song Wei replied, "The Prince Consort might not know, but I’m only studying at the Imperial College for one year, meaning I’m now in the second year and must complete the third-year curriculum by the September exams. My studies are truly overwhelming, and I hope the Prince Consort can understand."
Lu Xingzhou smiled kindly, "Young people having aspirations is a good thing, but you must rest when needed. Don’t overtax yourself; if your health fails, everything else is for naught."
With that, he looked at Song Wei and raised the gift box in his hand, "I bought supplements based on your wife’s symptoms. Since I’m here, could you introduce me to her?"