Xiaoheng has no relatives in this world, only them.
Unconsciously, An Li regarded Wen Heng as his own child.
The first game went by quickly.
After a half-minute break, the second game began.
At the referee's command, the civil and military actors each took the stage.
Wen Heng, dressed in green, was the last to come up.
As soon as he appeared, he caused quite a stir!
Part of it is because of the face.
But more importantly, his talent is more eye-catching than his face!!
In this world, people value the character of scholars more.
The pursuit of literary and artistic pursuits is more popular than martial arts.
Wen Heng pretended not to hear anything, glanced at the crowd, and when he saw An Li, he found his seat and sat down.
"quiet!"
The referee said helplessly that every time this person appeared, it would cause a sensation.
The officers and soldiers who were maintaining order also shouted a few times in the crowd.
The referee announced the start of the game only after the spectators had quieted down.
An Li looked at Wen Heng from the audience and cheered him on in his heart.
Wen Heng took the scroll and saw the title. He just smiled faintly and looked relaxed.
He thought for a moment, then began to write with his bony, delicate, and fair hands.
His attitude was very serious and he was not affected by external things at all.
A quarter of an hour later, Wen Heng finished answering the questions.
He put down his brush and began to examine it carefully.
His actions were naturally heard by the other five people competing on the same stage.
I couldn't help but feel anxious!
Some people even cursed in their hearts, "Monster! Why are you writing so fast? They haven't finished yet!"
After Wen Heng finished checking and found no mistakes, he closed the book.
He actually fell asleep on the square table!
This behavior was bold and seemed normal, and the other five people broke out in sweat.
The hands move faster!
"Ring! Ring! Ring!"
The referee rang the bell, "Exam takers, please step down."
Wen Heng came down from the stage and walked quickly to An Li.
He touched his head and said, "Aunt Ming, the weather is a bit cold, you should go back."
An Li smiled, "How can this be possible? Aunt Ming is not afraid of the cold. You are Qian'er's friend, and you are also my child."
"Here, look, your hands are frozen red!"
She took the heater from Chunliu and placed it next to Wen Heng.
Wen Heng smiled embarrassedly and took it.
"And these oil woods, put a few in when you want to extinguish them." An Li handed over the oil wood again.
Wen Heng felt even more embarrassed, "Aunt Ming, that's not necessary."
"Here, do we need to go back to the post station after the game?"
An Li asked.
Wen Heng nodded, "Aunt Ming, I want it back."
"Then you can go back. Aunt Ming will come to see you again when you compete in the next round."
"Just tell the servant if you need anything. The General's Mansion is your home."
An Li saw that he was nervous and stopped teasing him.
She arranged two servants outside the civil and military post stations respectively.
Whenever Qian'er and Xiaoheng needed something, they could tell the servant and he would buy it for them.
"Okay, got it."
"Aunt Ming, Xiao Heng has returned to the post station."
Wen Heng looked at An Li nervously.
For some reason, when he saw Aunt Ming, he felt very warm, as if his mother cared about him.
"Go back."
An Li patted his shoulder to encourage him.
After Wen Heng left, Chun He could no longer hold back and said, "Madam, I feel that Master Wen seems to have changed."
"I'm not as straight as before, and I can joke with people now."
A few days ago, Chunhe saw Master Wen teasing Dahei.
An Li thought about it and roughly knew the reason.
Xiaoheng's parents died early, and he was brought directly to the academy by the vice-president of Shuisheng Academy.
Perhaps he didn't care about him too much, and he also experienced Ming Yuanbo's plagiarism and leading the bullying of him.
He couldn't express the grievances in his heart, and as time went by, he developed a personality that was free to speak out whatever he wanted.
In the future, we must give him more care!
"Don't say anything more, let's go back home."
An Li nodded at Chunhe's brow and got on the carriage.
Only after returning home did I feel warm again.
Although it was a nice day outside with the sun shining brightly, it was still a bit chilly.
at night.
The north wind blew through the courtyard, blowing dead leaves to the ground.
Making a rustling sound.
An Li was awakened by the whimpering of the wind and stood up and asked, "Chun Liu, are the windows closed?"
For a long time, there was no movement.
She realized something was wrong, turned on the switch, and put her daughter, who was sleeping soundly, into the dark room.
She came out of the dark room again and quietly lit the oil lamp.
Chun Liuchun and the other two were seen lying on the ground covered in blood.
There are sounds of fighting on the roof!
An Li was shocked!
Regardless of the danger, he extinguished the oil lamp, used all his strength, and dragged Chun Liu and Chun He into the dark room in the dark.
He came up again, wiped off the bloodstains, and took the purple gold gourd away.
The moment the darkroom door closes!
An Li heard the dull thud of something falling from the roof to the ground, and the soft sound of footsteps landing in the air.
Could the person falling down be a dead person?!
She didn't dare make any sound and lit the oil lamp in the dark room.
Hurry to check Chunliu and Chunhe's injuries!
fortunately!
There is still a breath left.
An Li poured out two vitality pills from the purple gold gourd and put them into the two people's mouths.
Watching the vitality pill turn into water and enter their stomachs, Chun Liuchun and the others looked better.
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