In August, Beijing's Shuntian Township Examination South Institute, known as the "North Wing", was opened.

This kind of thing that only top scholars care about has nothing to do with the family of Dunjun Wang's straw bag, and Wen Wense just listens to it as if it is fresh, and does not care.

But when it comes to the calculations, she misses a person, and it can be said that she has a big heart and ignores someone.

King Dunjun was not interested in Wenju, but he was very interested in martial arts, so he took Xiao Fugua and Wu Sidao went to see the martial arts test.

Unlike the literary examination, the martial examination is held in public.

After all, the strength of the game, the bow and arrow, the Kubu skill or something, the more people there are, the less likely it is to cheat.

Xiao Fugua is young, but his status is not low, and the baby prince of the Dunjun Wang family has no semicolon in Beijing at this time.

After all, the infant mortality rate was too high at that time, even if it was an only son-in-law, such as Prince Jane's son-in-law, Ya Ajiang, his father would generally ask him for a seal after he had been planted with pox and people could stand.

Xiao Fugua's clothes are specially made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the appearance is the same as a formal dress, but the fabric is much lighter.

He clenched his small fists, his black phoenix eyes widened, and he looked nervously at the stage, and his small mouth said from time to time: "Awesome!" Attaboy! ”

It's like he can really understand it.

Sometimes someone will come over to say hello, and Lao Shi will first be polite to people, and then introduce him to Xiao Fugua: "Say hello to Uncle Seya." ”

Xiao Fugua will slip out of his seat cutely, and then look at Wu Sidao, Wu Sidao will use his finger to indicate what etiquette he should use now, how to salute when he meets the elders of the clan, how to salute when he meets the ministers, how to salute when he meets the elders of the family, it is all a little different.

Xiao Fugua is very clever, every time he salutes, smiles sweetly, and forcibly endures not to spread his paws to ask for red envelopes, because Mr. said that it is not too old to be, and it is not appropriate to ask for red envelopes again.

In fact, the baby just likes chubby and pleasing red envelopes, because the baby can give the baby Fujin, as soon as she sees those red envelopes, her eyes will be bright and happy! She doesn't want anything in it, just the red envelope!

So the natural collectors are really funny and headaches, Fucha Yi Mojia used to only need a small box to put down those small sachets of different colors, and he pointed out to the prince of Dunjun to be a concubine, and now he has to take a dowry box to put her red envelope.

And people now also have aesthetics, and those who don't conform to aesthetics don't want it.

Wu Sidao sometimes looks at himself as a student and is very proud, look at it, in this world, there are a few two-year-old children who can bring the identity of the prince to people without showing any timidity.

At this time, the eighth elder brother also arrived, and when he saw the old ten, he was stunned, and his heart was abrupt, but his face was not obvious, and he stepped forward and said with a smile: "Tenth brother, you are also free today, take Xiao Fugua to see the majesty of my Qing warriors." ”

Lao Shi stood up with a smile and beckoned Xiao Fugua to see Babo.

The eighth elder brother smiled and untied the jade on his waist and handed it to Xiao Fugua, "Good boy, do you like Kubu?" ”

"I like it."

"In the future, like you Amma, let's be the Baturu of the Qing Dynasty."

"Uh-huh!" Xiao Fugua nodded, as if he understood or not, and his cute appearance was very cute.