At the No. 1 Scholar's Banquet, I took advantage of my drunkenness to tell my colleagues: "You are not a good wife if you can't give birth to children. Sooner or later she will divorce her."
Then my "good wife" came in person. Wearing men's clothes and with hair tied up, he picked me up and hugged me sideways under the gaze of all the officials. He smiled tenderly and said, "My husband drank too much. It's a joke."
On the way back home, Jiang Du stuffed the abacus into my arms.
"Mr. Lang told his colleagues today that he wanted to divorce me?"
"... I was drunk and talking nonsense."
"Oh." He unbuttoned his collar, revealing the arc that was even more obvious than my Adam's apple, "Then let's first calculate the three hundred taels that were lost last month. I made a mistake in the calculation——"
He leaned down and blew gently into my ear.
"There is punishment tonight."
I hate. I was the top scholar in the new subject. During the day, I answered questions fluently in Jinluan Palace. When I got home at night, I had to kneel on the bed with an abacus. What's even more annoying is that before he can figure out the abacus, his fingers have already untied my belt.
"It's been three years." He pressed against my back, his voice as low as a gu, "How come the Number One Scholar still can't learn to settle accounts?"
"Because you are not teaching me how to settle accounts at all!"
He smiled.
"Well, Lang Jun is finally smart for once."
Purpose: Everyone in the world praises a good wife for her appearance, but only the husband knows that she is a husband. The best marriage in the world is never a regular match, but two souls figuring out the rest of each other's lives between the ledger and the abacus.