Fortunately, he endured his anger and continued to watch. The people he sent to investigate were very clear. After enduring it, Ning Xu closed his eyes.
Ning Xu opened his eyes. If he were the one who replaced the prince, he would definitely be killed. There would be no clues left. The safest way is to eliminate the root cause. Rong Chuan almost died, which is very consistent. .
However, none of this can prove Rong Chuan, especially since this child does not look like an emperor or a queen. Who knows what Ning Mansion is planning!
In Zhoujiacun, Xuemei looked at her husband who was playing with the children, and finally couldn't bear the doubts in her heart. "In recent days, Zhang Dati and his wife have been hanging around the house from time to time. Every time they meet me, they hesitate to speak. What do you mean?" Isn’t it strange?”
She had been talking to her mother-in-law about taking care of the children at home because of this couple. She had not forgotten that Zhang Datie knew many people. She had never been confident that Mr. Zhang would not sacrifice his life for others. After becoming an official, she is also extremely cautious!
Jiang Sheng put down his son, "Is there still this matter? Why did you tell me?"
"You haven't been in the school without rest. Zhang Dati and his wife didn't do anything excessive, so I just keep it in my heart."
Now that I have said it out, I feel much relieved.
Jiang Sheng asked, "Did something happen to Zhang Dati's family?"
Xuemei shook her head, "No, I asked my mother to go find out. There is nothing wrong with Zhang Dati's family."
Jiang Sheng was confused, "What about Zhang Dati's son studying?"
Xuemei, "Hasn't his son already entered the clan school?"
"You can't blame me for forgetting. There have been a lot of children entering clan school recently. What could that be?"
Xuemei couldn't understand either, "Forget it, I might as well think more about Chang Lian and Rong Chuan."
Jiang Sheng counted the days, "It's time for the imperial examination in two days."
The smile on Xuemei's lips couldn't be suppressed. They had just found out the list of candidates for the audition, "Chang Lian and Rong Chuan compete for the best."
Jiang Sheng also smiled, "It's more than just trying to keep up the good work. Clan Chief Zhou, whose legs and feet were feeling uncomfortable a few days ago, heard the news and walked faster than me, even with the wind."
Xuemei smiled brightly, "I've been very busy these past few days."
In the capital, it was time for the palace examination in a blink of an eye. It was still dark in the Zhou Mansion and Zhulan was up. Chang Lian and Rong Chuan had to rush into the palace for the examination.
Chang Zhong also got up, still breathing loudly, "Third brother, come on, young lady."
Chang Lian kissed his younger brother's fat face and said, "Come on, my brother has received it."
Chang Zhong opened his eyes wide and became more energetic. He looked at his young husband with his big eyes, "Do you mean you don't want to kiss me?"
Rong Chuan was quite nervous at first, but when he saw the little guy's cute appearance, he lost all nervousness and kissed him quickly, "Thank you Chang Zhong for your support."
Zhulan warned the two of them, "Don't be too nervous and stay calm."
Chang Lian replied, "Mom, don't worry."
Rong Chuan smiled and said, "Auntie, third brother and I will keep a good attitude."
Zhulan personally escorted the two of them to the gate. It wasn't until the carriage was far away that the lantern hung in front of the carriage was no longer visible, then Zhulan walked back with the lantern.
On the way back to the backyard, Zhulan felt the breeze, "The temperature has risen rapidly these days, it's time to put away the thick cloak."
Mrs. Song, "In the past few days, there are bud tips on the branches. In a few days, wild vegetables will be edible."
Zhulan recalled, "I remember, when I was in Zhoujiacun, it was quite cold at this time of year and not as green as here. In the blink of an eye, I haven't been back for many years."
Her stay in Zhoujiacun was really short. Although the time was short, it was the first time she arrived, so the meaning was different.
Mrs. Song, "This time, the Third Young Master and Young Master Rongchuan have been named on the gold medal list. They need to return to their hometown to worship their ancestors."
Zhulan crossed the threshold and said, "It is indeed time to return home to worship our ancestors."
She and Zhou Shuren are outsiders, but Chang Lian is a real descendant of the Zhou family. Chang Lian is different from Zhou Shuren. Zhou Shuren is a fake when he worships his ancestors. Speaking of which, Zhou Shuren didn't worship his ancestors last time, so Zhou Shuren took his place.
The Zhou family's carriage arrived at the palace gate, and people were checking in one after another. Chang Lian got off the carriage first, and then gave Rong Chuan a hand.
Since Chang Lian completely accepted Rong Chuan in his heart, because of his older age, he has always been caring for Rong Chuan subconsciously.
Jin Yan was holding a lantern in front of him. Rong Chuan stood on tiptoes and took a look, "This line is a bit long."
Chang Lian stretched out his hand to feel the temperature, "Fortunately, it's not too cold today."
Soon it was Chang Lian and Rong Chuan's turn in the queue. It was already dawning. They were members of the same family and entered the palace together.
They quickly found their respective positions, both of them relatively forward.
When everyone arrived, they lined up and went to the main hall.
When we arrived at the palace, it was extremely quiet for a while. We waited for the emperor to arrive and bowed and bowed.
The emperor was sitting on the dragon chair, with the prince standing next to him. Because the tributes had their heads lowered and the hall was a bit dark, the emperor didn't look carefully and said calmly: "Sit down flat."
Then people took their seats one after another, the emperor set out the question, and soon someone began to write.
The emperor didn't move around either. He closed his eyes and rested his mind. It was just starting at this time and there was no rush to wait for a while.
The prince looked at his father from the corner of his eye. He also wanted to sit down and rest!
Time passed little by little, and Rong Chuan and Chang Lian drafted the manuscript in their minds before starting to write.
Chang Lian thanked his father. He liked to combine practical teachings with his teachings. An article would lead to various insights. These were all seen by his father. For a father who had served as a prefect and a magistrate, he had always paid great attention to the people's livelihood. As a biological son, you will listen to more.
Rong Chuan is also dexterous in writing. His uncle is indeed a good master. Only by accepting his teachings can you know how powerful his uncle is.
Rong Chuan thought of Shi Qing, who was ranked twelfth. Shi Qing had been with his uncle for more than a year, and his uncle had no secrets at all. If Shi Qing hadn't been bad at trying out, Shi Qing would have been ranked among the top ten.
Soon the light in the hall became much brighter. The emperor opened his eyes and looked at the first Huiyuan one by one. When he reached the sixth one, the emperor's eyes were particularly deep and he paused for a long time.
Shen Yang couldn't feel it even if he didn't want to. His hands were shaking. He finally lost what he had written and had to write it again. He didn't dare to make any big movements, so he could only hold the pen stiffly and not dare to move.
The prince had been paying attention to his father. He looked in the direction his father was looking and was stunned. This side of his face looked a bit like his father. He couldn't help but look at it carefully. This time he looked even more attentive.
With the dual attention of the emperor and the prince, Shen Yang swallowed, and the sweat on his forehead started to flow. The drafts he had made in his mind were gone, his mind was a little blank, and his heart was beating fast.
The emperor withdrew his gaze. His mental quality was really bad and he couldn't stand it anymore.
The prince thought a lot. If Lao Wu was not fake, even if he saw someone who looked more like his father, he wouldn't think too much about it, but now he couldn't help but think about it.