Song Wei and Xie Zheng entered the room one after the other, Wen Wan had already made tea to entertain them.
Hao Yun, who had just sat down, stood up again and bowed to Song Wei.
Song Wei took the tea bowl Wen Wan handed over, sat on the armchair, and after taking a sip, said, "Brother Hao, no need to be so formal, please sit!"
Hao Yun didn't rush to sit down, but expressed his intention directly, "Brother Song, I've come this time because I have quite a few unclear points in my studies, and I'd like to seek your guidance. I hope you won't hesitate to enlighten me."
Scholars are not like the wily old hands in the officialdom; they don't engage in many intrigues. Those who gather because of their studies often become friends, and there's more of that pure quality between them.
In such matters, Song Wei had nothing to criticize about the other party. He nodded, glanced at Hao Yun's book basket, and pretended not to know, asking, "And this is…?"
