The Way of the Peasant Mother-in-law

Fortunately, he endured his anger and continued to watch. The person he sent to investigate was very clear. After enduring it, Ning Xu closed his eyes.

Ning Xu opened his eyes, if he was the one who changed the prince, he would definitely be killed, and he would never leave a handle, the wild goose would leave a mark, the safest thing is to eliminate the root cause, Rong Chuan almost died, and it fits very well. .

It's just that none of these can prove that Rong Chuan, especially this child really doesn't look like the emperor or the empress, who doesn't know what Ningfu is trying to do!

In Zhoujia Village, Xuemei looked at her husband who was playing with the children, and she finally couldn't help her doubts, "In recent days, Zhang Date and his wife have wandered around the house from time to time, and every time they meet me, they hesitate to say anything. Strange or not?"

She had been talking to her mother-in-law about the children in the family, but she never forgot that Zhang Date knew a lot of people, and she never believed confidently that Mr. Zhang would not work for others, ever since he became a father. After the official, she is also extra cautious!

Jiang Sheng put down his son, "What else? Why did you tell me?"

"Didn't you stay in the academy without rest? Zhang Datie and his wife didn't act too much, so I've been keeping it in my heart."

Now that I say it, I feel a lot more relaxed.

Jiang Sheng asked, "Did something happen to Zhang Daddy's family?"

Xuemei shook her head, "No, I asked my mother to inquire. There is nothing in Zhang Dati's family."

Jiang Sheng wondered, "What about Zhang Datie's son studying?"

Xuemei, "Hasn't his son already entered clan school?"

"I can't blame me for forgetting. There are a lot of children who have entered clan studies recently. What's going on?"

Xuemei couldn't understand, "Forget it, I might as well think about Chang Lian and Rong Chuan more."

Jiang Sheng counted the days, "It's time for the palace test in two days."

Xuemei couldn't hold back the laughter at the corners of her mouth. They had just learned the list for the test, "Chang Lian and Rong Chuan will compete."

Jiang Sheng also smiled, "It's more than just a fight, Patriarch Zhou, whose legs and feet were still uncomfortable a few days ago, heard the news that he walked faster than me, and he was windy."

Xuemei smiled brightly, "I've been too busy these days."

In the capital, it was the palace test in a blink of an eye. It was still before dawn in Zhoufu, and Zhulan also got up. Chang Lian and Rong Chuan were going to enter the palace for the test in a hurry.

Chang Zhong also followed suit, still breathing heavily, "Third brother, come on, young lady."

Chang Lian kissed his younger brother's fat face, "Come on, my brother has received it."

Changzhong opened his eyes wide and became more energetic. He looked at the young lady's husband with big eyes. Do you mean you won't kiss him?

Rong Chuan was quite nervous at first, but seeing the cute appearance of the little guy, he was no longer nervous, he quickly kissed, "Thank you Changzhong for your support."

Zhulan told the two of them, "You don't have to be too nervous, keep calm."

Chang Lian replied, "Mother, don't worry."

Rong Chuan smiled, "Auntie, my third brother and I will maintain a good attitude."

Zhulan personally escorted the two to the gate, until the carriage was far away and the lantern hanging in front of the carriage could not be seen, then Zhulan took the lantern and walked back.

On the way back to the backyard, Zhulan felt the breeze, "The temperature has risen rapidly these days, so it's time to put away the thick cloak."

Mrs. Song, "In the past few days, there have been bud tips on the branches, and in a few days, the wild vegetables can be eaten."

Zhulan recalled, "I remember, when I was in Zhoujia Village, it was quite cold at this time, and it wasn't as green as it was here. In the blink of an eye, I haven't been back for many years."

The time she stayed in Zhoujia Village was really short enough. Although the time was short, it was the place where she first arrived, and the meaning was different.

Mrs. Song, "This time, the third son and Young Master Rong Chuan have been inscribed on the golden list, and they need to return to their hometowns to worship their ancestors."

Zhulan stepped over the threshold, "It's time to go back home to worship the ancestors."

She and Zhou Shuren are outsiders, but Chang Lian is a real descendant of the Zhou family. Chang Lian is different from Zhou Shuren. Zhou Shuren sacrificed his ancestors to fake goods. Speaking of which, Zhou Shuren didn't worship his ancestors last time, and Zhou Boss took his place.

The Zhou family's carriage arrived at the gate of the palace, and the front was checked one after another. Chang Lian got off the carriage first, and then helped Rong Chuan.

Since Chang Lian completely accepted Rong Chuan in his heart, because he is relatively old, he has been taking care of Rong Chuan subconsciously.

Jinyan held a lantern in front of him, and Rong Chuan glanced on tiptoe, "This line is a bit long."

Chang Lian stretched out his hand to feel the temperature, "Fortunately it's not too cold today."

Soon it was Chang Lian and Rong Chuan's turn in the team, and the sky was a little bright. The two were a family and entered the palace gate together.

They quickly found their respective positions, and both of them were relatively front.

When they were all ready, they lined up and went to the main hall.

Arriving in the hall, it was extraordinarily quiet for a while, and when the emperor arrived, he saluted and bowed.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair, with the prince standing beside him, because the tributes were all bowing their heads, and the palace was a little dark, the emperor did not look carefully, and said lightly: "Sit even if you are flat."

Then one after another entered the seat, the emperor asked the question, and soon someone started to write.

The emperor didn't go down and walk, closed his eyes and rested ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This time has just started, so don't be in a hurry.

The prince looked at his father from the corner of his eyes, and he also wanted to sit down and rest!

A little bit of time passed, Rong Chuan and Chang Lian drew up the draft in their hearts before they started writing.

Chang Lian thanked my father. My father likes to teach people in combination with practical teaching. An article will lead to various insights. These are all what my father has seen. For my father who was a prefect and a prefect, my father has always paid attention to the people's livelihood. As a son, you will hear a lot.

Rong Chuan wrote quickly, his uncle was indeed a good master, and only by receiving his uncle's teaching would he know how powerful his uncle was.

Rong Chuan thought of Shi Qing, who was ranked 12th. Shi Qing had been with his uncle for more than a year, and his uncle didn't hide anything at all. If it wasn't for Shi Qing's failure, Shi Qing's ranking would have been in the top ten.

Soon the light in the hall became much brighter, and the emperor opened his eyes, looking from the first Hui Yuan one by one, and when he reached the sixth place, the emperor's eyes were particularly deep, and he paused for a long time.

Shen Yang couldn't think of not feeling it, his hands were shaking, he finally finished writing it, and he had to rewrite it, but he didn't dare to make too many movements, so he could only hold the pen stiffly and dare not move.

The prince has been paying attention to the father, looking in the direction of the father, he is stunned, this side of the face is a bit like the father, can't help but look carefully, this look is even more concerned.

With the double attention of the emperor and the prince, Shen Yang swallowed, sweat dripping from his forehead, all the drafts in his mind were gone, his mind was a little blank, and his heart was beating fast.

The emperor withdrew his gaze, this mental quality is really bad, it can't stand it.

The crown prince thought a lot. If the fifth child was not fake, even if he saw someone more like his father, he would not think too much, but now he can't help thinking too much.