Seeing the peculiar expression and tone of Lu Yujin, Tang Wanwan immediately asked, "Brother Lu, where are you going?"
"Starting tomorrow, I will have to go to the academy every day, so I can only come to see you and teach you to ride after class," Lu Yujin replied, puzzled why Tang Wanwan suddenly seemed happy. Shouldn't she feel dejected and reluctant to see him leave?
"You're going to the academy? Congratulations! That's a place many want to enter but cannot," Tang Wanwan said, knowing that Mrs. Wang was anxious because she wanted Tang Cheng to attend the junior class at the academy but had nowhere to send money.
According to her predecessor's memories, this Lu Yujin, besides being skilled in horseback riding and archery, was also a talented poet. Indeed, he was an outstanding youth, one in a thousand, yet why would he hang himself on her crooked tree?
