The road ahead will be stable.

Therefore, Cui Xian broke free from his grandmother's arms, threw off his long gown, and knelt on his knees in front of the whole family.

The eight-year-old boy is still young, but his eyes and eyebrows are firm, and his waist is straight, like a pine or bamboo.

Although he is young, he has his own character.

"No, my grandson wants to go to the Pei family."

"Firstly, my family is poor and has no money. The only way I can succeed is to continue studying and take the imperial examinations."

"Secondly, the Pei Mansion is the home of a juren scholar, with a noble family tradition, and they sincerely invited me. I don't want to miss this opportunity."

Cui Xian knelt on the ground, looked at the whole family, and said seriously: "Father, mother, uncle, aunt, grandmother, I know what you are thinking. However, our family is poor, and although Xian is young, he also wants to do his part for this family."

"Hexi Village is remote and desolate. I want to get out and make my own way."

"I am extremely lucky to be born into the Cui family. I am willing to share the family's worries, continue the glory of my ancestors, and shoulder the heavy responsibility of restoring the Cui family's reputation."

His voice is childish.

But what he said was very powerful.

The whole family was shocked and looked at Cui Xian in silence, as if they didn't know him.

Old Mrs. Cui was deeply touched and said in a trembling voice, "Good boy, good boy, get up quickly, the ground is cold. Grandmother knows that you have great ambitions, but it is precisely because of this that grandma is reluctant to let you be a servant to others."

Cui Xian raised his head, his dark eyes were exceptionally clear, and he smiled and said, "As the saying goes: A hero is not judged by his origins, so what's wrong with being a book boy? Grandmother, please wait and watch."

"My grandson will definitely create a bright future for himself and our Cui family in the future."

It doesn't matter where a hero comes from.

What a hero! No matter where he comes from, he is not asked!

Old Mrs. Cui wiped away her tears with a smile, her expression both relieved and excited.

Twenty years.

Having seen her two sons fail the exam countless times, her heart and blood had already turned cold. But today, after hearing what her little grandson said, her heart warmed up again.