Chapter 407 - 407 Chance Encounter
407 Chance Encounter
As expected, the three of them successfully pa.s.sed the exam.
The academy had already started cla.s.ses. They could enter because of that post.
They were transfer students. The inst.i.tute marked the papers on the spot and divided them into cla.s.ses according to their level of knowledge.
After all, Sister Huan was once a child of the Bulwark Duke’s residence. She started her studies earlier than Lin Miaomiao.
Logically speaking, her results should be better than Lin Miaomiao’s. However, the little girl calculated the scores and answered the questions. She felt that if Lin Miaomiao couldn’t answer, she wouldn’t do it. In the end, the two of them were successfully a.s.signed to the same cla.s.s.
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Shen Yijia could not tell. She only felt that it was already very good that they could pa.s.s.
Song Jingchen took a look at the answers and realized the problem. Several of the questions he had tested Sister Huan on were blank.
He looked up at Sister Huan from the test questions.
Sister Huan shrank back. “Miaomiao is so timid. What if she gets bullied when I’m not around?”
Although she was a little afraid of her brother, she did not regret it at all. She wanted to protect Lin Miaomiao, who was weaker than her, like her sister-in-law protected them.
Song Jingchen thought to himself, “Who did you learn this from?”
Brother Hao did not like to study, but he was smart.
He usually learned it after listening to Song Jingchen’s teachings once. This time, he did well and was a.s.signed to Cla.s.s C of Zhiyuan Hall.
Shen Yijia was confused by these cla.s.ses. In short, the students of Zhiyuan Hall were all at the level where they could take the exam.
According to the current rankings of each student, they were divided into the first, second, and third grades.
However, the imperial examination had nothing to do with Brother Hao for the time being. The reason why they could return to the capital was because Song Jingchen had contributed to saving Xunyang City and was pardoned. This didn’t mean that the past matter of the rebellion didn’t exist. The descendants of the Song family still could not enter the court and become officials.
If Brother Hao wanted to enter the examination hall, he would have to overturn the case one day.
A third-rank official needed to go to court for work. When Shen Yijia woke up, Song Jingchen had already left.
She shook her sore wrist and gritted her teeth angrily. She had already said that she had to get up early, but she didn’t manage to do it.
She had wanted to send him off.
“Sister-in-law, are you up?” Sister Huan’s voice sounded from outside the door.
On the first day of school, Shen Yijia promised to send them to the academy yesterday.
She hurriedly dressed, washed up, and had breakfast. Because the boys’ school was closer, she sent Brother Hao to the boys’ school first, then Sister Huan and Lin Miaomiao.
The academy had a canteen, but it had to be charged separately. Moreover, it was not cheap, so the three of them brought their own lunch. Each of them had a small food box.
Mo Yuan had prepared the food early in the morning.
Shen Yijia watched the two of them enter before leaving. She did not go home directly. Instead, she went to the market.
When she saw the trellis in Madam Qiu’s courtyard yesterday, she thought of building one at home and a few swings.
Be it her or Mo Yuan, they were not familiar with the capital. The two of them searched for a long time before they found a wood shop.
A piece of wood not much thicker than an adult man’s arm cost fifty copper coins.
Shen Yijia thought to herself, “Why don’t you rob someone?”
She asked for 30 sticks in pain and only paid the deposit. She would pay the rest after the shop delivered the items home.
After leaving the wood shop, she still had to buy some vegetable seeds.
In the past two days, Lin Shao and Bruiser had quietly prepared the land in front of the back courtyard.
Everything was ready except for the vegetable seeds.
Every street in the capital had a certain standard for selling everything. The vegetable seller was on another street.
Not long after the carriage left the street where the timber was sold, it suddenly stopped.
Mo Yuan said, “Miss, the road ahead is blocked.”
Shen Yijia lifted the curtain and saw that not far ahead, the entrance of a shop was filled with people. The people behind were all lined up in the middle of the road.
This was not the main street. The road was not wide to begin with, and it was only wide enough for a carriage to pa.s.s through. It was impossible for them to pa.s.s through.
There was no signboard on the shop. The door was blocked, and no one could see inside.
Shen Yijia asked curiously, “What does that shop sell?”
With such a good business, it must be very profitable, right?
Moreover, most of those people were dressed as servants from wealthy families.
Mo Yuan stopped the carriage by the side and walked over to hold someone’s hand. After chatting for a while, she returned. “That’s a bookstore. That person said that the Romantic Scholar’s new book is being released today. They’re all here to buy it.”
“Romantic Scholar?”
Why did this name sound so familiar?
Shen Yijia thought for a moment before remembering. Her eyes widened. “The capital also sells his romance novels?”
With his trashy stories, how did he manage to sell his novels in the capital?