Xiang Xieyue was sick and weak, but he was a gallant man. Learning that he had some ancient books hidden in his house, Qin Yufeng borrowed a book from Xiang Xieyue immediately. Later, they agreed to come to the restaurant today, and Xiang Xieyue would bring the ancient book for Qin Yufeng.
"Brother Qin, I'm flattered. How can I achieve success in the exam? I just want to have a try, so that my many years' hard study won't be in vain. Whether I can succeed, it's not important. Just look at me, you'll understand, Brother Qin. Even if I succeed in the exam, I'm afraid the Emperor won't be pleased with me, not to mention anything else." Xiang Xieyue smiled bitterly and pointed at his thin body.
To be an official, at least he must have a healthy body, but he did not look well.
