It was Xia Miaoyuan's first time to dine in the Prince's Mansion, which was extremely novel.
The emperor and empress had brought her to the prince's mansion before, but she was still young at that time and could only drink milk but not eat.
"Let's see if the food cooked by the chef in the Prince's Mansion is delicious!" Xia Miaoyuan jumped into the flower hall and went straight to the dining table.
"It's not about whether the chef is good or not, it's about whether the food cooked by the chef in the Prince's Mansion is delicious or not!" The prince corrected with a smile.
"Go and invite Mr. Han to have dinner with us," the prince ordered.
In less than a cup of tea, Han Qingbo arrived.
"Uncle Han, let's have dinner together!" Xia Miaoyuan stepped forward and pulled Han Qingbo's robe to the table.
The prince said gently, "Qingbo, please sit down and eat. You don't have to be restrained when you are with me."
Han Qingbo nodded repeatedly and sat down to eat.
"There are so many delicious foods!" Xia Miaoyuan looked at the table full of sumptuous dishes and didn't know which one to eat first.
The nanny came over, served Xia Miaoyuan half a bowl of porridge, and put some vegetables on a small plate.
"No, no, it's too plain!" Xia Miaoyuan glanced at the soft and mushy vegetables that the nanny had picked for him and curled his lips in dissatisfaction.
"Eat meat! This princess wants to eat meat!" Xia Miaoyuan called in a baby voice.
The prince looked at his sister lovingly, put two chicken wings on Xia Miaoyuan's small plate, and also picked up a piece of fish.
Xia Miaoyuan then picked up the chicken wings and started to eat them without saying anything else.
[The chef at the Prince's Mansion has really good cooking skills!]
In the blink of an eye, a braised chicken wing was already eaten. Xia Miaoyuan licked her lips in satisfaction. Only then did she realize that Han Qingbo, who was sitting opposite her, was picking up food in his small plate with his chopsticks, but he didn't pick up anything. His expression was a little dazed.
"Uncle Han, please eat quickly! It's delicious!" Xia Miaoyuan said softly.
"Okay!" Han Qingbo responded softly, picked up a piece of vegetable and put it in his mouth, his expression still dull.
"Qingbo, what's wrong with you? Do you have a poor appetite?" the prince asked with concern.
Han Qingbo smiled sheepishly and whispered, "To be honest with you, Your Highnesses, I haven't had a very good appetite lately."
Xia Miaoyuan looked at Han Qingbo's face carefully. His complexion was indeed a little dark, and there was a blue tint under his eyes.
[You really don't look good! ]
[Ah, the pressure before the exam is really terrible. ]
In fact, the pressure of taking the imperial examination was even greater in ancient times. There were tens of thousands of people taking the joint examination, but only 360 people made the final list and were able to enter the palace examination.
After hearing his sister's words, the prince felt sympathy in his heart.
Yes, the admission rate of Daxia’s imperial examination was actually very low, and the many students who came to take the exam were often under great pressure.
"Uncle Han, the teachers at the Imperial College praised you, and your father and mother also praised you. You will definitely have no problem in the exam." Xia Miaoyuan advised softly.
"The articles you write casually are already very good. What are you afraid of?"
Han Qingbo was instantly moved. He didn't expect that the little Princess Anguo could be so comforting.
"Yes, Miao'er is absolutely right. Qingbo, just relax and face the exam as usual."
Xia Miaoyuan stood on a chair, picked up a big chicken leg from the plate and put it on Han Qingbo's plate.
"Uncle Han, eat! Eat more delicious food, and you'll feel better!"
After saying that, Xia Miaoyuan grabbed the chicken wing on his plate, took a big bite, and smiled at Han Qingbo.
Han Qingbo looked at Xia Miaoyuan gnawing on the chicken wings and felt that the little princess was even more heartwarming, and he was quite moved.
He also picked up the chicken leg and started chewing it. "Mmm, delicious! The princess was right, it really is delicious."
After dinner, the prince sent someone to Yin’s Clinic to ask Yin Xizi to prescribe some heat-clearing and mind-calming medicine for Han Qingbo.
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On the other side, inside Tongfu Inn.
Zhu Qi and several students who shared the same room with him sat in the lobby of the inn and had dinner.
Zhu Qi was lost in thought while eating the noodles in his bowl.
He was very short of money this time and had already spent quite a bit on the hotel.
If you calculate it, it will take some time after the examination to get the results.
And during this period, he has to stay in the capital.
When you are away from home, you have to spend money on food and accommodation. If you do the math, the remaining money is definitely not enough.
What should I do? I have to find a way to make money quickly.
At this time, a scholar in a purple satin robe staggered over with a pot of wine and passed by Zhu Qi.
"Hahaha! Let's drink some more, brothers!" said the scholar with a thick tongue.
His name was Chen Fu, and he was also a student from out of town who had come to the capital to take the imperial examination. His father was a local tycoon.
Chen Fu is a playboy and is not very good at studying.
In the previous provincial examination, his father spent a lot of money to get him the title of Juren.
He went to Beijing to take part in the special examination this time. He knew that he had no connections in the capital and would definitely not pass the exam on his own, so he spent the whole day drinking and having fun in the inn.
When Chen Fu walked to Zhu Qi's table, Zhu Qi had just finished his noodles. He wiped his mouth with a handkerchief and stood up.
He stood up suddenly and bumped into Chen Fu, knocking the wine jug out of Chen Fu's hand.
With a snap, the wine jug broke and the wine spilled all over Chen Fu.
"Who did it?" Chen Fu shouted fiercely.
"I'm sorry, I didn't pay attention when I stood up just now." Zhu Qi said apologetically.
"It's you, kid! You country bumpkin!" Chen Fu grabbed Zhu Qi's collar.
Zhu Qi was shocked by this rude behavior.
"Open your dog eyes and look, this robe of mine is made of the finest Hangzhou satin, embroidered by an embroiderer from Suzhou. I had it made before I left the house!"
"You bumped into me today and my robe is completely ruined."
Zhu Qi looked embarrassed: "I'm sorry! But I really didn't mean it. Or you can take off your robe and I will wash it for you."
Upon hearing this, Chen Fu laughed mockingly. "You're truly a country bumpkin who's never seen the world. Don't you know that fine clothes like this can't be washed with water? If you soil it today, it's ruined."
Zhu Qi's expression turned even worse, and he asked in a low voice, "So, what should we do?"
Chen Fu spat in Zhu Qi's face and shouted, "Pay me money!"
"Twenty taels of silver, give it to me!"
Zhu Qi was horrified. "Twenty... twenty taels?! Twenty taels for this robe?"
Chen Fu's friends also chimed in, "Why don't you pay me back quickly? Young Master Chen said the clothes cost twenty taels."
"That's right, if you damage someone's clothes you have to pay for it, you're a scholar after all!"
At this moment, a hearty voice was heard: "Let him go first!"
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