Inside the house, Gao Yaozu's heart skipped a beat.
He looked again at the book in his hand. He clearly recognized every word, but somehow, he just couldn't keep reading.
Outside, Old Gao watched Gao Qingmiao's departing figure, then heard the reading inside cease. He turned around and scolded, "The biggest taboo in studying is a restless mind. Yaozu, the hopes of our entire family rest on you!"
The door suddenly swung open, and Gao Yaozu stood at the entrance in dejection, finally mustering the courage to say something he had contemplated for years.
"Father, Fifth Brother is not young anymore, and his marriage can't be delayed. My autumn exam isn't urgent, so why not save the taels for Fifth Brother to get married first?"
The old man dismissed this without a care: "That's not something you should be worrying about."
