Chapter 14
Because Gang Gye knew the original plot, he could understand his mother's actions.
To outsiders, it would look as though the child a remarried woman had brought with her was stealing an opportunity from the family's biological descendants.
If he shared their blood, that would be one thing.
But in the end, he didn't.
For most people, that would be very difficult to accept.
And considering the Gang family's current circumstances, most of the money required to raise a scholar would have to come from the eldest and second branches.
So it was understandable that Jang Un-chu believed Gang Gye shouldn't be the one to take that opportunity.
They really couldn't think only about themselves.
Gang Gye thought for quite a while.
Then something suddenly came to mind, and his eyes lit up.
"Father, isn't there an academy in town that gives silver to students who do well on examinations?"
He vaguely remembered a few lines from the original novel mentioning such a place when the male protagonist was preparing for the Imperial Examination.
Gang Jo-hang paused.
"There is, but that academy..."
He frowned.
"It doesn't have a very good reputation. I won't send you there."
Gang Gye looked at him in confusion.
So Gang Jo-hang briefly explained the situation.
The headmaster of that academy had once studied at the Imperial Academy in the capital.
Back then, he had only been an ordinary teacher and hadn't seemed particularly remarkable.
Later, he made some kind of mistake and was forced to return to his hometown.
That hometown happened to be the same town where the Gang family lived.
The man had no other useful skills.
He only knew how to teach and study, so he opened a private school.
Unexpectedly, things went incredibly well.
A few years later, more than half of the dozen or so students he had taught became xiucai.
Four of them even went on to become juren.
Those results caused an immediate sensation.
Countless families wanted to send their children to study under him.
The teacher seized the opportunity.
With support from several wealthy families and officials, he established a full academy.
As one might expect, the academy flourished.
The sons of the county magistrate's family, the children of nearby magistrates, and younger descendants from prominent clans were all sent there.
Unfortunately, many of them were difficult young masters who weren't easy to teach or control.
To maintain the academy's reputation, the headmaster also accepted some children from commoner families.
As long as they were intelligent enough, they could study without paying tuition.
Students who performed especially well on examinations could even receive rewards.
Gang Jo-hang said,
"Not all the children of those officials are well-behaved. I've heard that students without influential backgrounds are often bullied there."
He sighed.
"Last year, a very talented boy from a farming family was beaten so badly that his hand was broken. I don't know how he's doing now."
Gang Gye's eyes widened.
What is this? Some kind of survival academy?
In this era, ordinary people couldn't afford to provoke the children of officials.
Gang Gye immediately began shaking his head.
"No. I don't want to go there. I'm not going."
He truly didn't have the courage to attend such a place.
His cheat was an Attendance System.
It wasn't some kind of combat-power enhancement system.
What if something suddenly happened to him at that academy?
He hadn't even lived very long yet.
So Gang Gye had no choice but to think of another route.
Unfortunately, he still hadn't come up with a reliable way to make money.
So he said,
"If nothing else works, I'll learn medicine first."
"If I study medicine for ten years and become a physician, I can treat people and earn money while continuing my studies."
"It's common for scholars to study for twenty years anyway."
"So if I divide it into ten years for medicine and ten years for the classics, I'll be just about ready for the Imperial Examination by then."
Gang Gye said it in such an optimistic tone that Gang Jo-hang seemed to be affected by it.
For a moment, everything no longer felt quite so serious.
That was true.
Even this tiny child understood that he shouldn't stubbornly cling to only one path.
He was actively looking for other ways forward.
Gang Jo-hang didn't need to obsess over this one matter either.
He rubbed Gang Gye's head and said gruffly,
"Enough. You're still young."
"Leave matters about studying to Father. This isn't something you need to worry so much about."
"For now, just focus on learning your characters."
Then he suddenly remembered something.
"Ah, right. I haven't taught you anything today yet."
"Go get your book."
Gang Gye smiled brightly.
"Then Father, you're not going to fight with Mother anymore, right?"
Gang Jo-hang pretended to glare at him.
"Go get the book."
"No."
Gang Gye immediately refused.
"Father should go get it. I don't want to move at all."
Jang Un-chu was inside the room.
If Gang Jo-hang went in to get the book, perhaps it would give the two of them a chance to reconcile.
Even though Gang Jo-hang stared at him, Gang Gye genuinely refused to budge.
In the end, Gang Jo-hang had no choice but to go himself.
Quite a while later, he finally returned with the book and began teaching Gang Gye.
But his expression was noticeably better than before.
Gang Jo-hang taught him a large number of characters.
Afterward, he had Gang Gye practice writing them by himself.
Madam Oh, his eldest aunt, gave Gang Gye the small desk Daejang had used when he was younger.
At Gang Gye's height, it would have been difficult for him to write properly at an ordinary table.
Gang Gye thanked Madam Oh sweetly.
Once he had settled his son in front of the desk, Gang Jo-hang left with the other adults to work.
Jang Un-chu also went with them.
Her eyes were still slightly red.
Everyone instinctively pretended not to notice.
They all knew what had happened at lunch.
If the couple hadn't argued afterward, that would have been stranger.
From Gang Gye's perspective, however, it seemed that his parents had more or less reconciled.
Still, the pressure weighing on his mother's heart couldn't possibly disappear all at once.
Gang Gye sighed inwardly.
I really need to think of a way to make money soon.
If he had enough money to study freely, his mother would no longer need to feel guilty toward him.
But the more urgently he tried to think of something, the harder it became to come up with an idea.
The next morning, Gang Gye woke up early.
His father was sleeping on his left.
His mother was sleeping on his right.






