Chapter 433: Good Fortune
Uncle Huang's face was a little scary.
Seeing the two getting closer and closer.
Feng Mohan moved, moved, moved behind the old woman and hid.
"Why are you here?"
"Uncle Huang, I want to be a grandma and a grandpa, and I still want to be a grandpa." I still want Aunt Liu, this sentence must not be said at this time, and if you say it, it will add fuel to the fire.
Uncle Huang's anger will be doubled.
Old woman Liu patted Feng Mohan's hand and scolded Feng Qingbai, "The child is here, I haven't seen him for a long time, and a few of us old people miss him too." If it's inconvenient, wait until you're done eating, and then send Xiao Feng'er back to the palace. It's time to eat, it's out of the way, right? β
"Oh, we didn't expect this stubble for a while, and we were happy to see the child patronizing, isn't it that Xiao Feng'er can't come out casually in the palace?" The old man frowned worriedly.
Don't let your child run out to see them and cause some trouble.
Liu Da and Chen Xiulan were also frightened.
has been living in the countryside simply, and they don't understand those things in the court and the palace at all.
What's the trouble?
Feng Qingbai was helpless, "Grandpa, grandma, Uncle Liu, Aunt Liu, don't get in the way, don't think about it." It was I who ordered him not to leave the palace, and I became angry when I saw that he was yang and yin and violated me. He ran out so recklessly, it was too willful. β
The palace has the rules of the palace, although they don't take those rules seriously, but Feng Mohan is really uncomfortable running out like this.
To put it bluntly, he dislikes it.
Previously, this stinky boy was driven away by him several times to eat bread, and then deliberately went against him, and whenever he ate bread, he would definitely run to him.
During that time, he dreamed at night with the sound of clicking in his ears.
So this time the Liu family went to Beijing, and he told Feng Mohan that he was not allowed to come out.
It should be a punishment for him.
I didn't expect this kid to be bold this time and kill himself.
is sure that there is a backer around him, and he will not do anything with him.
After listening to Feng Qingbai's explanation, the old man and the others were relieved.
"Since it's okay, don't keep a straight face, you don't dare to show your head when you scare Xiaofeng'er." The old woman was relieved, and turned her head to stir up the wind and cypress.
Protect Feng Mohan solidly.
Feng Qingbai rubbed his eyebrows, not daring to show his head? Feng Mohan?
It's all faked!
The undercurrent of the uncle and nephew, Liu Yusheng looked at it really from the side, and covered his mouth and smiled.
Feng Mohan doesn't look at people, especially good at looking at the look of the eyes and selling tricks.
With his grandmother and father here, Feng Qingbai really can't use him.
One thing descends one thing, Feng Qingbai's current status is similar to that of the eldest brother.
"Come, Xiao Feng'er, show Aunt Liu." Beckoning to Feng Mohan, who was still hiding behind.
"Aunt Liu!" Feng Mohan first poked out his head and glanced at his imperial uncle, and then swooped to Liu Yusheng's side, smiling very obediently.
With a backer, it feels so different.
It can be heaven and earth.
There was a little chatter, and the two old men laughed heartily, and the hall was very lively.
There are occasional people in the house who come up to serve tea and snacks, and they are all secretly surprised when they see this scene.
The emperor and the prince are different from the usual pick-up in front of this group of guests.
The emperor is like a child, and the words he says are very naΓ―ve.
Although the prince didn't have any superfluous expressions on his face, his eyes were full of soft light, which showed that he was in a happy mood.
Nanling Wangfu has never been so lively.
It feels very popular.
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Feng'er, are you really the emperor? I've never heard of you in Xinghua Village before. β
"Later, when I heard the news at first glance, the old woman was scared to death, and the little baby who took the fish and birds turned out to be the emperor!"
"Even now I can't believe it, it's not like it at all, how can the emperor be like this?"
In the hearts of the people, the emperor is an extremely noble and majestic figure, and the person in front of him is too refreshing.
Feng Mohan's chest straightened, "In the palace, I am the emperor, in front of my grandfather and grandmother, I am Xiao Feng'er, you can beat my ass!" β
"Hahahaha!"
Hey, it's a pain.
Still beating the ass, can the emperor's ass be beaten?
On this day, Feng Mohan stayed until the evening and the moon was in the middle of the sky and didn't want to leave, grinding the wind and Qingbai to live in the palace.
He hadn't seen his grandfather and grandmother for a long, long time, and he hadn't seen the elders of the Liu family, so he was really reluctant to leave.
It was not easy for him to go out of the palace, and he couldn't run out every day.
When the Liu family returns to Xinghua Village, maybe in this life, they will not have the opportunity to meet again.
In the end, it was Feng Qingbai who picked up the person and sent it back to the palace in person to stop.
"Uncle Huang, you go pick me up tomorrow, I want to accompany my grandfather and grandmother."
"Uncle Huang, I'm fine in the palace, if you're afraid that I'll slack off, it's a big deal that I'll finish things at night, and you will pick me up during the day?"
"It's okay if you don't take it, you can give a message to the Praetorian Guards, let them stop me, and I'll come out by myself."
"I don't want to do that, then I can only break in."
The strategy of mourning soldiers, selling cuteness and coquettishness, threats and temptations were all used, and when they were stuffed back to the Qiande Palace, they couldn't get an answer from Feng Qingbai's mouth.
Angry, Feng Mohan took a brush and drew Feng Qingbai into a big turtle on paper.
The second day was the time for Liu Zhixia to go to the capital Gongyuan for the exam.
The whole family is nervous, get up early to prepare, and when they are nervous, they want to find something to do to be busy.
When Liu Zhixia got up, the family had breakfast, and they sent everyone out together.
Qian Wanjin and Shi Xianrou also came to send the exam, waiting at the door of the tribute courtyard presided over by the Ministry of Rites.
At that time, the gate of the Gongyuan was already crowded with people.
Gathered from all over the country to raise people and Guozi proctoring candidates, the top will select 300 tributes in this examination.
The first place of the tribute is Huiyuan.
After the test, the top ten tributes have the opportunity to go to the Jinluan Palace, participate in the palace test, and determine the top three.
At the last critical moment, the atmosphere of the candidates was more serious and tense than the last township test, and everyone had a look of waiting on their faces.
Some people were so nervous that before they even started to enter the examination room, their faces were already miserable and pale, they were covered in cold sweat, and their hands and feet were weak.
In previous years, such a situation was not uncommon, and after ten years of hard work, it was clear that it had come to the end, but it was lost in its own psychological quality.
As soon as people dizzy, they lost the qualification to continue to take the exam if they couldn't enter the examination room, and they could only wait three years to fight again.
Seeing Liu Zhixia walking over, Qian Wanjin pulled Shi Xianrou and immediately pulled him up, and took out a piece of red fabric from his arms, "Zhixia, this is the battle armor I specially customized for you, you change it when you take the exam, and your luck will be the first!" β
The fabric shook off, revealing a pair of bright red pants.
Liu Zhixia's head was black.
Liu Yusheng, Fu Yuzheng and Shi Xianrou all blushed, they didn't dare to laugh if they wanted to laugh, but the old woman Liu and Chen Xiulan picked up the big shorts, and really believed in Qian Wanjin's fortune, "Little gold, can this really work?" β