No one expected it.

The four-nation talks actually gave two-year-old Lu Chaochao the limelight.

 She turned out to be the biggest winner.

Emperor Xuanping smiled from ear to ear. "My late emperor, my late emperor, you have fulfilled this dream well."

 The Western Vietnamese envoy left the meeting angrily.

The Saint of Xiyue looked deeply at Lu Chaochao and left the banquet with her maid.

Lu Jinghuai coughed lightly and said, "Father, Jinghuai will come as soon as he goes."

He found an excuse to leave. Lu Yuanze was depressed at the moment that Rongguang did not belong to the Zhongyong Hou Mansion, but he didn't care.

Lu Jinghuai was injured and had to be forced into the palace today.

 He chased after him with hasty steps.

 "Saint, please wait..."

 The four maids looked at him slightly defensively.

“Holy girl, Xiaosheng is Chao Chao’s brother Lu Jinghuai. I came here specifically to apologize to the saint for Chao Chao. Chao Chao was young and ignorant, so he took the Xiyue Divine Sword.”

"When Jinghuai returns home, he will definitely advise her to return the divine sword, so as not to ruin the friendship between the two countries." Lu Jinghuai said seriously as he held his hand.

The maid's face softened slightly.

 “You are sensible.” The maid snorted.

Jing Li waved his hand: "You guys stay away."

The maid glanced at the saint and stepped back far away.

"Are you Princess Zhaoyang's brother?" Saint Jingli's voice was so melodious and charming that it made people's ears turn red.

“Yes.” Lu Jinghuai swallowed.

 The Saint Jingli is far more breathtakingly beautiful than ladies from aristocratic families such as Jiang Yunjin.

 Jiang Yunjin is the beauty of mortals.

The Saint Jingli is charming and fairy-like, sacred yet addictive.

The saint approached slowly, Lu Jinghuai's throat rolled, and he felt a strange fragrance coming to his face.

"Your sister is very interesting. Ask her if she would like to come back to West Vietnam with me?" The saint exhaled like blue, and Lu Jinghuai's ears turned slightly red.

 In Western Vietnam, saints are equal to emperors.

 Her presence could almost shake the Emperor of Western Vietnam.

 Lu Jinghuai responded on the spot.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Jinghuai... If you have any important matters, please come to the Xiyue Embassy to find me." The saint gave him the token, and then Shi Shiran left.

Lu Jinghuai coughed lightly and watched the Saint of Xiyue walk away.

His eyes were slightly downcast, and he held the token tightly in his hand.

 There were whip marks on his body, and his breathing was stinging.

"Where have you been? Don't walk around in the palace, be careful of bumping into the nobles." Marquis Zhongyong glanced at him. Lu Jinghuai had become extremely silent since asking for help.

"Yes." Lu Jinghuai said calmly.

Without mentioning it at all, he climbed up to the Holy Lady of Western Vietnam again.

At this moment, the palace banquet has ended. Lu Chaochao does not live in the palace on weekdays. She is still a baby and cannot live without the Xu family.

“Chachao, you are so powerful, can I touch the Chaoyang Sword?” Lu Yuanxiao asked eagerly.

Lu Jinghuai is now the only legitimate son of the Zhongyong Hou family and can attend the palace banquet.

 The Xu family has a royal decree.

 And Lu Yanshu, Lu Zheng, and Yue Lu Yuanxiao, are now just ordinary people.

 At the gate of the palace, they heard that their sister had drawn the divine sword.

“I can’t touch it. Mr. Jiang was almost stabbed to death by it just now.” Ms. Xu felt scared when she thought of the scene just now.

 “No way, Liangqin.”

"If you dare to hurt my brother, I will put mud in the manure pit!" Lu Chaochao said with a hint of threat.

 Handed the Chaoyang Sword to Lu Yuanxiao.

Lu Yuanxiao touched it tentatively: "Wow, is this the divine sword?"

“The Chaoyang Sword, which is rumored to be fierce, seems to be quite cute...” Lu Yuanxiao couldn’t imagine its ferocity at all.

Xu's eyes are looking at the sky, is she so well-behaved?

Rong Che was knocked away by it.

 Probably, only in the hands of Chao Chao can it be called well-behaved.

 Everyone returned to the house, already exhausted both physically and mentally.

Hurryly freshen up and then take a rest.

Xu asked someone to pick a bottle of medicine from the private treasury and give it to Rong Che.

 Early on the second day.

 “Hurry up, hurry up, the results are about to be released.”

 “Hurry up and get a good seat.”

Mrs. Xu prayed again and again in front of the Buddha early in the morning: "Blessed by Bodhisattva, may the inkstone be able to live up to its many years of hard work and be on the list." Mrs. Xu did not dare to think of being ranked first. She only hoped that it would live up to the grievances her son had endured for many years.

"Don't worry, madam, we sent someone to wait in front of the list early. Once the results are obtained, come back immediately to report the good news." Dengzhi persuaded.

Madam, I couldn’t sleep well last night, tossing and turning.

 I'm just worried about the eldest young master's achievements.

"Don't show your emotions in front of the eldest young master, and don't put too much pressure on Yanshu." Mrs. Xu never forgot her instructions.

Lu Chaochao, however, made a quick calculation: "On the tenth day of the ninth lunar month, there will be a great joy in the family."

The little guy's expression is indifferent. The counterfeit can win the first prize by plagiarizing the big brother. How can it be worse if the big brother plays in person?

 The Zhongyong Hou Mansion at this moment.

"Have the official messengers come to announce the good news?" the old lady asked, holding on to her sick body.

Ever since her younger brother was sentenced to death and Lu Jinghuai had a private meeting with his wife, her health has been getting worse day by day.

 The old lady knelt in front of the Buddha and kowtowed devoutly.

“It’s not time to release the results yet,” the maid advised.

Mr. Pei is dressed in brocade and gorgeous clothes, with a proud look on his eyebrows.

"Are you ready for the red envelope for the reward? The young master must be on the list. Don't be stingy with the reward later." Mr. Pei waved his hand grandly.

 “We cannot lose the face of the Zhongyong Hou Mansion.”

“Okay, okay, your monthly money will be doubled.”

The maidservant suppressed the disdain on her lips and secretly rolled her eyes.

When Xu was a mistress, she was always rewarded with seasonal vegetables and fruits. She was also rewarded with meat and vegetables several times a month. The monthly money was extremely generous.

 There are four seasons throughout the year, and there are several sets of clothes for each season.

 On holidays, there is even a double monthly payment.

Even when the master of the house celebrates his birthday, they all feel happy and give him snacks and money on the table.

And Pei?

Last month, even the monthly payment was delayed for half a month, and there was no silver reward even during the Mid-Autumn Festival.

 Only half a moon cake was given.

 There isn’t even a meat dish!

The maids in the mansion were complaining. If they hadn't sold themselves to the Marquis Mansion, they would have gone to the Xu family.

The life of the Hou Mansion today is almost as bad as the Xu family back then.

The old lady’s private treasury can hardly fill the hole.

 A group of people were sitting in front of the hall, waiting anxiously.

 “Has the list been released?”

 “Are the firecrackers at the door ready?”

 “Where is brother Jinghuai?” the old lady asked from time to time, feeling her heart in her throat.

 Sudden…

 There were exclamations outside the door.

 “The official messenger who announced the good news is here...”

“The official messenger is coming to our street...”

 There is a little maid who reports in a hurry.

The old lady and Mr. Pei stood up in joy. The old lady was overjoyed: "Bodhisattva bless you, brother Jinghuai has made his family proud."

Mrs. Pei hurriedly asked: "Is the boy who looked at the list back?"

The maid said: "There are so many people looking at the list, but they haven't come back yet. I'm afraid they'll get stuck."

The group of people hurriedly walked towards the gate.

Someone loudly asked the official: "Sir, who is the one who brings the good news?"

The official smiled and said: "Yes, Jieyuan! Congratulations to Mr. Lu for ranking first in high school!"

 The servant of Zhongyonghou Mansion immediately laughed.

 “Oh my god, it’s our young master!”

"Young master has won the first place in the provincial examination!" The servant of Zhongyong Hou Mansion hurriedly came in to announce the good news.

The maidservant immediately led the official to the door: "Sir, Mr. Lu is from our Marquis Mansion!"

 “Old madam, madam, the young master has been released!”

When Pei heard this, he was so happy that he almost fainted.

"Win? Did my son win Jieyuan?" Pei screamed, tears of excitement filling her eyes. Her son, her son lived up to expectations and trampled Lu Yanshu under his feet.

The old lady’s hands were trembling, and she couldn’t help but tremble while holding the beads: “I’m hit, I’m hit, Brother Huai’s hit!”

 “Go and fire the cannon, fire the cannon quickly.” The old lady said loudly.

 The boy immediately stepped forward, took out the fire crackers and lit the firecrackers.

boom…

boom…

boom…

Fireworks exploded over the Hou Mansion, firecrackers were lit and crackled non-stop.

 Zhongyong Hou Mansion is immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

  PS: Third update. See you tomorrow. Sorry for being late. I have a fever due to influenza A and have been in the hospital for a whole day (end of this chapter)

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