My whole family read my heart, and everyone became successful.

Zhao Letong was still discovered by his father and son, who checked the students' writing one by one, holding a ruler to see who wrote poorly, and slapped them on the spot.

Zhao Letong didn't even prepare pen, ink, paper and inkstone, he couldn't hide it no matter what, and he and his wife soon stared at each other.

She was wearing a pink dress, with two buns in her hair, and two pink beaded flowers. She was cute and had big, innocent eyes. In fact, she didn't know what to say to her wife.

Although Zhao Letong is not a social fear, he is used to being a loner in the world of cultivation, and he is not a social cow. He is not used to dealing with people, so he looks a bit slow.

Everyone thought it was because she had not fully recovered from her previous illness, so they didn't pay much attention to it.

"Whose child are you?"

Zhao Youning said: "Master, this is my sister-in-law. They say that my sister-in-law is a monster. If I don't accept it, let them see that my sister-in-law is not a monster. She is the cutest child."

"Oh, it turns out to be the young lady of the Zhao family. You are all well-educated scholars. How can you spread rumors?

The sage said that scholars should not talk about strange powers and confuse the gods, and should not spread lies. Talking nonsense without seeking proof is not the behavior of a gentleman.

From now on, let Master know if any of you spread rumors, Master's ruler will not be polite. "

"Students know."

The children were still very obedient, and some were quite ashamed. They shouldn't have said anything about their sister-in-law.

Zhao Letong saw that this gentleman was upright, which was indeed good. He had a fresh air lingering around him. This was the literary spirit produced by profound knowledge, and he had the appearance of a great Confucian. He said crisply: "Sir, he is an upright man. It is a blessing for him to be a student. Tongtong wishes him long lasting literary spirit." , will last forever."

The husband was shocked. At his age, if he was successful, he would definitely not waste his life in a small clan school.

After failing the imperial examination many times, I had given up all hope. I didn’t even plan to take the provincial examination this time.

When Zhao Letong said this, hope suddenly welled up in his heart. Maybe it could happen this time?

"From now on, you should come to the clan for enlightenment every day."

Zhao Youning was ecstatic, while Zhao Letong was dull. She didn't want to study.

After one class, the master immediately went to register for the provincial examination. He signed up at the last minute. He was ridiculed by his former colleagues. This time, he was very calm and did not argue with them. He went back calmly. The master himself was shocked. I feel like I've been elevated.

The master's surname is Zhu, and his given name is Zhu Zhengxuan. He is in his early forties, and because of his lack of ambition, he looks like he is in his fifties.

No one took this little thing to heart. Zhao Letong only attended ethnic studies, which could not break the rumors.

Zhao Biao was also very angry. Who could be so vicious as to spread rumors about a child? There was no court meeting the next day, so he simply carried her to the Ministry of War to shut up those vicious mouths. How could his lovely daughter be a monster?

Zhao Letong went to the Ministry of War again and was baptized by the gazes of those old generals. They called people one by one. He was cute and polite. How could he be a monster?

Only Zhang Zhao was thoughtful, as if every time he met this girl, he was unlucky. He didn't believe those rumors, he just wanted to make Zhao Biao unlucky.

Zhao Letong is his sweetheart. If something happens to Zhao Letong, he will feel uncomfortable and he will be happy.

Just when he was about to speak, Zhao Letong called sweetly: "Uncle-in-law."

Zhang Zhao: "..."

His face suddenly changed. He wanted to have an attack but couldn't think of a reason. This child was really poisonous.

Zhao Biao and others laughed, and the child shouted that there was nothing wrong. He married Zou Jinglan, wasn't he Letong's uncle?

Zhao Letong tilted his head, why are you unhappy?

"Oh, I wish my uncle and aunt a long life, love and happiness, and a son soon."

"Ha ha……"

This time he laughed even louder, "Old Zhang, I hope you have a son as soon as possible. There is nothing wrong with the child."

The key is that at such an old age, it would be fun to actually have children.

Zhao Letong secretly pouted, a bunch of old guys with low taste.

"I'm hungry, Daddy."

"Let's go have some snacks."

Zhao Letong brought a variety of snacks in the package to eat. Although he preferred to eat soy pork elbow and soy beef, it was always not good to come to the Yamen to eat these, so he had to settle for some snacks.

The snacks were made with goat's milk, white sugar, and minced dried fruits such as soy flour. They were sweet and delicious, and Zhao Letong was very satisfied with them.

"Give me a piece of your snack."

A child's arrogant voice came from behind him. Zhao Letong turned around and saw a boy of about five years old. He was as thin as a stick, with gloomy eyes and a pale face, which looked strange.

"who are you?"

"I want you to take care of me. I'm looking down on you by eating your snacks. Give them to me."

Zhao Letong looked around. The adults were all discussing things in front, and she and this boy were the only ones left. He was probably the child of an old general. She would not be polite if there were no adults present.

"You're not polite and you need to take care of it. I'll take care of it if you don't care."

Zhao Letong stood up. He was about the same height as him and could not be slapped in the face. He turned his eyes, pressed his neck directly, pushed him to the ground, and pressed his chest tightly: "I'll give you a big ass bag, and you can steal my snacks. It's shameless."

"Relax, do you know who my grandfather is?"

"I only know that now you are my grandson. If I am happy, I might spare you."

Zhao Letong pressed his stomach again, causing the boy to get up and his face turned red with anger.

Suddenly, his eyes became frightened, he held his breath and did not dare to speak. He also gave Zhao Letong a wink, don't move.

Zhao Letong felt something strange around him, and saw a woman with a pale face, wet body, and hair covering her face, walking towards him shaking.

It turned out to be a female ghost or a drowned ghost. Zhao Letong waved his hand: "Go away, don't delay things."

The female ghost was stunned for a moment, then turned around and walked away, quickly disappearing.

The boy was shocked, "How did you do that?"

"You are my grandson, do I have an obligation to tell you?"

"You want to be my grandfather, but my grandfather can't agree."

"Then you call me eldest sister, I only play with obedient children."

The boy thought for a while. He was the eldest grandson in his family. He really didn't have an older sister. It seemed good to have someone who could see ghosts and repel them. "Big sister."

"Well, that's good."

Zhao Letong picked him up, patted the dirt on his body, and handed him snacks: "Eat it."

"Thank you."

"This is how you are sensible. No one likes rude children. If you want to be rude without being criticized, unless you are very strong and make everyone respect you and look up to you."

That means you accept their salutes. We are just children now, and everyone has to come step by step.

I remember that when she was a young casual cultivator, she always smiled at others and called them seniors. As a person, you have to understand your own identity.

The boy nodded, seeming to understand, "I know, everyone in my family salutes me, except for my grandfather, I don't need to be polite."

"You are like me, and my nephews also salute me, but this is not a day out. With so many adults bullying children, we will suffer."

"Then you have to grow up quickly."

"You want what you want."

The two were chatting lively, and someone was looking for her outside. The boy said, "Sister, my grandfather called me."

"I'm full too. It's time to go home. Let's go together."

Zhao Letong stood up, glanced at the corner unintentionally, and left with him without saying anything more.

Zhao Biao also came to her, "Tongtong, why are you with Young Master Ye?"

Zhao Letong reached out for him to hug: "This is my new little brother."

"This……"

Zhao Biao's expression was bright, and he glanced apologetically at the serious old man beside him: "My child's words have offended the young master. I forgive you."

This old man is the famous founder of the imperial court. Ye Qing, the husband of Ye Guogong, is a super noble who has to be courteous to the emperor and is exempted from royalties when going to court.

Her new little brother is Ye Guogong’s grandson, Ye Tiance!

Mr. Ye looked at his grandson with a stern and rigid expression that could make a child cry, but Zhao Letong saw a touch of love in his eyes. This old man loved his grandson very much.

Ye Tiance said: "The eldest sister can beat me. Didn't my grandfather say that the strong are respected? She asked me to call her grandpa, but I felt it was inappropriate, so I called her eldest sister."

Zhao Letong: "..."