Turning the street, in the distance, Zhao Wenrui had already seen the door of the Zhao family's mansion, and his steps were unconsciously faster. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

At this moment, three people suddenly rushed out of the alley and blocked him.

Seeing the person at the front, Zhao Wenrui's face changed greatly: "Guo Yuanju, you dog slave, what do you want to do?"

The current man is in his early fifties, born with thief eyebrows, born with a slave appearance, he glanced at Zhao Wenrui with triangular eyes: "Hehe, I am a slave, what are you?" Zhao Anchen, Zhao Ande, Zhao Angang, Zhao Anpeng...... I forgot, your name was given to you by Xue Yatou, and of course you are not a descendant of the Zhao family's 'An' generation. Also, did the master say that your surname is Zhao? Why haven't I heard it? You Zhao also pressed it yourself, your mother and son are really shameless. Moreover, there is a saying in the mansion that the shameless Xue girl didn't know which Wang Ba she seduced outside, so she gave birth to your little Wang Ba!"

"You are only the eighth king!" Zhao Wenrui was furious, the other party insulted his mother, how could he bear it! He rushed up and crashed into Guo Yuanju's body.

But he was just an eight-year-old child, and what strength did he have, before he touched Guo Yuanju's body, he was picked up by two big men beside him. With his feet off the ground, he fluttered there like a feeble duck, and the medicine in his arms that he had worked hard for all night fell to the ground.

"What are you going to do? Let me go! If I miss the family test, I must go to my father's ...... I'll sue you, master!" Zhao Wenrui seemed to understand what the other party was going to do, and he shouted loudly, hoping that someone would see it and help him.

The "master" in his words is naturally his father Zhao Wende, but he has never called the other party's father, and Zhao Wende has never come to see him since he was born. Sometimes, Zhao Wenrui wonders if Zhao Wende knows that there is such a son as him.

"Hehe, do you think that if you don't participate in the small test, will anyone pay attention to you? Go to the master to sue me, haha, do you think the master knows you?" Guo Yuanju looked disdainful.

"It's noisy, shut your mouth!" Guo Yuanju waved to the two big men, and a rag was stuffed into Zhao Wenrui's mouth, and then he was carried by the other party like a chicken, turning seven or eight turns.

After walking for half an hour, several people came to a broken firewood room, and a big man opened the door and threw Zhao Wenrui in.

A sharp pain of hitting the ground came, and before Zhao Wenrui could come to his senses, Guo Yuanju threw his package in again: "Respected 'Zhao Gongzi', slowly study your herbs inside!hahahaha!"

Then, the chai door was locked, and the footsteps of several people gradually faded away.

Zhao Wenrui struggled to stand up, spit out the rags in his mouth, and rushed up to pull the door of the firewood room hard: "Let me out! Let me out! I want to take the test!"

But this place is an abandoned firewood house in Zhao Mansion, and it is in the northernmost part of Mosang Town, so almost no one will come here. Zhao Wenrui shouted for a long time, but no one answered.

Zhao Wenrui pushed those windows again, but the windows had already been sealed, no matter how hard he tried, there was no reaction at all. Zhao Wenrui wanted to find some sticks or stones to smash the window open, but the firewood room was empty, and there was nothing he wanted.

After tossing for an hour, Zhao Wenrui was exhausted. Looking at the sunlight shining in from outside through the gap in the broken window, Zhao Wenrui knew that the game had begun!

"Someone! Let me out! Please let me out! I want to take the test! I must take the test! Please, let me out!"

Zhao Wenrui fell to the ground weakly, that was not a small test, it was the fate of him and his mother! Why did this happen? He just wanted to change his fate, and he just wanted his mother who had worked hard to raise him to have a name! He just wanted his mother and son to live a better life! Could it be that these demands were excessive!

Why did those people obstruct him so much, why didn't they even let him realize such a small wish, why didn't they even give him a chance to realize it? They were well-fed and pampered, but they wanted to wipe out even such a small hope of their own!

If he can participate in the rookie competition this time, he will definitely do his best, and he will definitely be able to enter the family and be focused on training. And Zhao Wende's family can also be rewarded because of themselves, and even their status in the family can be greatly improved. But these people would rather not have this reward, this promotion, and also wipe out their chances to participate in the competition!

Time was slowly passing, and Zhao Wenrui peeked out of the corner of the broken window and looked out in a daze. After a while, he shouted in a hoarse voice, "Help!

Zhao Wenrui looked sluggish, although he knew that he would have another chance when he was thirteen years old. But what can he learn in the past five years in this remote Mosang Town? After missing the best learning opportunity, after five years, maybe he has become mediocre, and he is afraid that even if he lets himself compete, he may not be able to win in the "rookie competition".

The sun was setting, but no one came.

The first day of the game must have ended, Zhao Wenrui leaned against the door and window of the firewood room and fell asleep. After a night without rest, another day of shouting, he was already exhausted.

The next day, as soon as the sky was bright, Zhao Wenrui woke up. He stood up, leaned against the window, and peered through the hole, trying to see if there was no one outside.

Zhao Wenrui's eyes still have a trace of expectation, if he can go out today, he is sure to catch up, in the remaining two days of competition, although it is impossible to get the first place, go to the capital to participate in the rookie game, but at least can break into the top few, so that he and his mother's status can be improved.

"Help, anyone, let me out! I'll repay you!"

"Please, let me out! I will promise you whatever conditions you want!" Zhao Wenrui's hoarse shout rang out again.

In the afternoon, no one came. Zhao Wenrui's clear eyes finally dimmed, he knew that all hope had been lost, and it was impossible for him to have another chance this time.

A more real problem began to bother him, because his stomach was too hungry to die. He was already very hungry yesterday morning, but the belief that he wanted to compete supported him, and he didn't care.

But now, after being hungry for almost two days, he can no longer ignore this problem.

Zhao Wenrui's eyes fell on the bag of medicine he had bought with great difficulty, and in this three-foot wide firewood room, this was the only one that could be eaten.

"I can't even participate in the competition, so just eat it!" Zhao Wenrui hesitated for a while, then sighed, stepped forward, and opened the package, which was full of packets of herbs wrapped in paper.

These herbs are all soothing and nourishing, and they can be eaten naturally, but some of them don't taste very good. For example, Poria cocos has a variety of functions such as dampness and detoxification, spleen and stomach, liver protection, and joints, but it is hard like a stone, it is very difficult to bite it, and the taste is also very average, similar to wood.

There is also barley, which is not much different from rice, but it is more difficult to bite raw.

Of course, the best taste may be the dried figs, with a faint sweetness, and the seeds inside are like sesame seeds, and they are crunchy to bite.