After leaving the orphanage, Su Jiaoniang began preparing the things she would need on her way to the provincial government.
When they got home, the mule cart was still full.
When Fu Tu saw Su Jiaoniang's mule cart, he asked, "Are you leaving already?"
"Go take a look, open a shop and come back."
With reluctance in his eyes, Fu Tu stared at Su Jiao Niang but ultimately did not utter the words of urging her to stay. No one in this world understood his mother better than him.
Even his father wouldn't do it.
At the very least, he couldn't guess that his mother wanted to do something drastic to Lu Congrong.
But he can!
Not only did they guess it, they also took care of Lu Congrong in advance.
In this way, her mother remained the same as she had always wanted to be.
As Futu thought this, a smile appeared on his face.
Her smile was the same as always, simple yet with a touch of childlike innocence.
Before leaving, Su Jiaoniang went to Doctor Liu's courtyard.
Back in the courtyard, I saw two people standing next to Futu.
It should be the Black-Clad Guards.
However, they were dressed in plain clothes and had a somewhat fierce appearance, making them seem like they were not to be trifled with.
"Mother, I'm worried about you going out alone. Let them go with you."
"Madam." Two guards in black clasped their hands in greeting to Su Jiaoniang.
The voice sounded familiar, as if she had heard it not long ago. After recalling for a moment, Su Jiaoniang tentatively asked, "Are you the Black-Clad Guards who were following Song Qian?"
“Yes, we’ve met before,” the two said together.
Working with familiar people again is much more pleasant.
Su Jiaoniang nodded, looked at Old Su Xiucai, and said, "Father, I'm going out for a while. I'm leaving the house in your care. Futu is very resourceful, so please take good care of him. Don't let him stay out all night, don't let him verbally abuse girls, and don't let him kill anyone..."
Su Jiaoniang hadn't even finished speaking.
Old Scholar Su picked up his stick: "Go away, go away quickly! My grandson is not a murderer or arsonist. Why do you always think the worst of people?"
Su Jiaoniang covered her head and backed away.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the smile that Futu couldn't hide on his face.
The kid was happy to see her get beaten up!
"Mother, have a safe journey." Fu Tu watched Su Jiaoniang leave the courtyard and couldn't help but run after the carriage to say a few words.
Su Jiaoniang watched as the two children's small figures grew smaller and smaller.
I haven't even left home yet, and I'm already starting to miss it.
I even wanted to drop everything I was doing and go home immediately.
However, Su Jiaoniang suppressed this impulse. No one's life is smooth sailing. To stand firm in the storm, one must strive to become stronger.
The carriage left Lucheng.
Su Jiaoniang looked at the wild goats running in the fields outside the carriage.
The two guards in black robes were named Chu Jiu and Shi Yi.
Chu Jiu has a fierce appearance and a square face!
Eleven has a scar on her forehead, but she has a baby face. If it weren't for the scar, she would probably be very cute.
But because of this scar, he exudes a more menacing aura.
This person has fought between life and death.
Lucheng.
Fu Tu put down his book and saw Old Su, the scholar, heading towards the school next door. He then walked towards the county town.
His mother went to the provincial capital to do business and earn money, so he couldn't be idle either; time is so precious!
The Cai family!
The provincial government did not send anyone to deal with the Cai family. Cai Yi was still being well taken care of in prison, while his grandmother back home controlled all the businesses and competed with her peers like a mad dog.
They act as if they're afraid of not making enough money.
Their eating manners were rather unsightly.
He'll kill the person his mother wanted to kill but couldn't!
He'll do what his mother wants to do!
As soon as Futu walked out, Xiaoya followed him out: "You have to take me with you, otherwise I'll tell Grandpa that you're not studying properly and have run away."
Xiao Ya put down her paintbrush, looked at the Buddha statue, and lowered her voice.
Fu Tu's gaze fell on the little girl.
He really had no way to deal with her.
"Then I won't go." I'll go another day, at night, and sneak out!
Futu has many ideas.
I accompanied Xiaoya to paint with Feng Yuwei. At noon, Xiaoya and Gouhua went to do business at their shop in the county town.
Feng Yuwei also hopped on the oxcart.
He carried his paintbrush and paper and headed towards the orphanage for the disabled.
What he knows must be passed down!
Otherwise, it would be such a pity.
Fu Tu stared at the two people who walked out, preparing to start his great undertaking. Just as he stepped out of his house, he saw Old Su, the scholar, coming towards him.
Futu turned and ran home.
...
Sitting in the study, staring at the Four Books and Five Classics.
He didn't need to be particularly diligent in his studies. You should know that the eunuchs who could enter the Directorate of Ceremonial Affairs in the palace had all been tested, and at the very least, their knowledge could not be inferior to that of the talented scholars in the capital.
Even better than the top scorer.
Otherwise, how could he approve official documents for the emperor, how could he deal with those old guys in the court who were picking on him, and how could he quote classical allusions when he was cursing?
Otherwise, we wouldn't be able to beat those old guys.
Those things are still in my mind; all I need to do is review them and learn something new from them.
"Grandpa, you're back?" he asked.
Old Scholar Su nodded: "See if you're studying properly. Don't run around playing in the mud, and stay away from the river." After giving these instructions, Old Scholar Su walked outside, pausing for a moment: "I'll be back in a little while!"
"..." Never mind, I'll go out tonight.
The Cai family, let's stay for another half a day!
With that thought in mind, Futu focused on reading his book.
When I got tired of reading, I put down the book and started practicing boxing in the yard.
To regain control and understanding of cold weapons.
As night deepened, Xiao Ya returned from the county town.
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