Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 1139 The Powerful Empress Dowager (24)

"Really..."

There are two words on the rice paper, "Liangyuan".

Strong and powerful, moderate in thickness, every turning point is ingenious - she just wrote it at random, why is the layout so neat?

Liangyuan reluctantly came to one side.

It's very quiet and slightly wild, it's incomparable...

It was the first time Liangyuan felt such a setback after living in this world for ten years. Obviously, it wasn't all that child had, only a little bit of it leaked out, and he couldn't compare it.

Really more popular than dead people!

The young man was determined to surpass this book boy, so he sat down, refreshed, and started studying again.

In this way, five years have passed since one recruited soldiers to cultivate power, and the other studied hard.

Mu An'an is ten years old, and her facial features are slowly growing. People always think about her when she walks on the street.

The girl's black hair is like a waterfall, her eyes are like a crescent moon when she smiles, and there are always two dimples on her lips, gentle and lively.

As long as she stands on the lace, she can teach people to believe that people are more beautiful than flowers, and they really exist.

And the 15-year-old Liang Yuan is already a talented student with a lot of knowledge. He passed the selection examinations, and finally... the day came to Beijing to rush for the exam.

The young man is as handsome as a green bamboo, he is thin and pale, and as he grows older, there is always a layer of mist in his eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.

Even with Mu An'an who has been reading with him, sometimes he can't guess what the boy is thinking.

Liangyuan stood under the eaves, listening to the sound of the rain dripping down the gutters of the blue tiles, watching the little girl sitting in the pavilion teasing a rabbit.

Over the years, he discovered that this book boy is quite good-looking.

When he is serious, when he is mischievous, when he is arrogant, he has an aura, which is completely different from the villagers of Qingci Town that he saw when he went to the market.

"An'an, it's raining, don't lean against the pillar, you'll catch cold easily." He held up his umbrella, walked over, and turned the umbrella completely towards the little girl.

"It's okay, why am I so precious? Have you finished memorizing today's books?" Mu An'an picked up the rabbit and played with one of its ears with one hand.

"It's over, I..."

"After the memorization is finished, it's time to pack up and prepare to go to Beijing for the exam. You will pass high school. My hunch has always been accurate." The girl raised her head and looked at the boy's dull face.

She looked away again.

This little boy is really looking better and better.

If these eyes keep staring at her, she is afraid that she will commit a crime.

"Are you...will you go?" Liangyuan asked dully.

"What am I going to do? Women can't take the imperial examination, and it's too hard to eat and sleep in the open." Mu An'an said, and suddenly slapped her thigh again!
"No! I'm going! It's like going out to play, and it's good to have more experience."

It's not time to enter the palace, but she can't be completely unprepared when the time comes.

It's time to go to the capital to have a look.

Liangyuan didn't know why the light was burning in the girl's eyes, he just thought she was happy.

Young people are ignorant, some feelings are planted in their hearts, and they will always sprout slowly and grow into towering trees.

Whether she can keep out the wind and rain depends entirely on whether the girl is there.

Going to Beijing for exams has always been the way for poor scholars to jump out of the farm. If you are good at learning, you will become an official. It is the desire of scholars to be able to find an official position and shine in the family.

As for Liang Yuan, the son of a good official, he has a wealthy family, and his studies are just a hobby. If he can honor his ancestors, it would be great. If he can't, he won't starve to death.

"Your carriage is so beautiful, simple and heavy, it's just a small house!" Mu An'an was a little excited.

She only felt that Liangjia's carriage was similar to a caravan——

　Three shifts.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)