Qingchuan promotion rules in the backyard

Chapter 147 Departure
In Yangzhou Garrison Mansion, Mao Chengyun and Mrs. Chen were about to send Mao Mingxuan out.

"Ama, Erniang, I can do it by myself, so you don't have to go to the pier." Mao Mingxuan said.He didn't like the feeling of parting.

Thinking of sending Mao Tongtong away last year, he still feels uncomfortable.

"You have always been a child who knows what you know. Ama has nothing to worry about you." Mao Chengyun patted him on the shoulder and said: "Ama just tells you that next year's spring, no matter what your grades are, you Don’t take it to heart. As long as you have worked hard, even if it’s not good, don’t blame yourself.”

"I know, Ama." Mao Mingxuan nodded.

"Study is important, and the body is also important. You must take care of yourself." Chen has already begun to wipe away tears.As a mother, always put the child's body first.

"Emiang, you and Ama should also take care of yourself," Mao Mingxuan said.

Mao Tongtong was no longer at home.As soon as he left, only Mao Chengyun and Chen Shi were left in the family.

"Don't worry about us." Chen said, "Just prepare for the exam with peace of mind."

"Okay, Ama, Erniang, my son is leaving now. You go into the house quickly, there is no need to send it off." Mao Mingxuan looked at the two of them, feeling a little bit reluctant in his heart.

"Well, let's go." Mao Chengyun nodded.Although he was calm on the face, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

Chen watched her son get into the carriage, covered her mouth, tears came down.

Mao Chengyun put his arm around her shoulder and patted her lightly.The two of them were speechless for a while, until the carriage disappeared at the corner of the street, and then turned back to the house.

Originally, Mao Mingxuan should have set off earlier.Unexpectedly, when Chen's letter was written and delivered, he fell ill.Probably because I worked too hard preparing for the exam before, and now I relax, which actually makes me sick.

This disease took ten days to get better.So there was a delay.

This time when he came to Beijing, he only brought Xiao Huzi, a servant who was always on hand, except for some clothes, which were his books.Since he decided to participate in Qiu Wei, he has been working hard.In fact, it is not more about preparing for the autumn, but for the spring of the coming year.

At that time, all the outstanding students from all over the world will gather in the capital, and it will not be so easy to win the first place.Since you want to be your sister's support, you must have enough strength yourself.

"Master, go to bed early." Seeing that Mao Mingxuan was still lighting up the lamp to read at night, Little Huzi felt a little distressed, "You have not recovered from your illness for a long time, and you got seasick and vomited again today, so let's read this book tomorrow."

Mao Mingxuan rubbed his swollen temples, knowing that haste makes waste, so he nodded immediately and said, "Well, let's wash and rest."

Little Huzi went to get hot water to serve Mao Mingxuan.

At night, lying on the bed, feeling the slight shaking, Mao Mingxuan thought of Mao Tongtong again.

I haven't seen her for more than a year, and I don't know if she is okay in the palace?Was she not used to taking a boat when she left Yangzhou for the capital?Is it the same as him, vomiting so much bile is about to come out.Are you lying on a rocking bed at night and not sleeping well?

And the uncle's house far away in the capital, would he really welcome his nephew?He is going to live for half a year, will they find it troublesome?
The last time Mao Tongtong went to live, it was my uncle who first wrote to invite me.This time, he can be said to be the first to kill and then play.Before waiting for uncle's reply, he had already set off.

After thinking about it, he fell asleep in a daze on the rocking bed.

Mao Tongtong in the palace didn't know that Mao Mingxuan had already left for Beijing.Ever since Ba Ye told her about Mao Mingxuan's selection, she never asked Ba Ye about Mao Mingxuan again.She also knew that Ba Ye was very busy every day, and it was impossible for people to pay attention to the news of her family every day for her little princess.It's just that she remembered the time of Chun Wei that Ba Ye said, and she still wanted to wait for the next year. If Ba Ye still loved her, she would find a way to let Ba Ye take her to see Mao Mingxuan.

It has been more than a year, and she really misses her family so much.

When I think of many women in the palace, they have never seen their family members since entering the palace.Apart from sympathy, Mao Tongtong hated this feudal system more.

But now she is also in it, unable to resist, this is the saddest part.

As soon as Ba Ye entered the room, he saw Mao Tongtong weeping silently, with an extremely sad expression on his face.

"Why are you crying?" He walked over and said softly.Such Mao Tongtong is rare for him.There was still a trace of despair in that sad expression, which made people feel distressed just looking at it.

Mao Tongtong quickly wiped away the tears on his face with his hands, and forced a smile, "It's nothing."

"You still don't want to talk to Grandpa?" Ba Ye sat down beside her, and stretched out his arms to wrap her in his arms.

Mao Tongtong's body froze, and then he relaxed slowly, put his arms around Ba Ye's waist, and said softly: "Master, everyone has something they don't want to talk about, can you not ask?"

Eighth Master was slightly surprised.With Mao Tongtong's temperament, it is really rare to say such a request.Today, he didn't even bother to make up a lie, obviously he was very sad.

"Okay." Ba Ye replied without hesitation.

"Thank you, Lord." Mao Tongtong closed his eyes, feeling warm in his heart.

After Ba Ye answered, he really stopped asking, but gently stroked Mao Tongtong's back to let her calm down slowly.

After a long time, Mao Tongtong straightened up from Ba Ye's arms, smiled, and said: "Let me laugh at you."

"Okay?" Ba Ye raised her chin and glanced at her.

"It hurts the spring and the autumn for me to be a slave." Mao Tongtong said.

"Okay." Eighth Master laughed.

"What would you like to have for dinner? This servant will tell Qingzhu to go to the dining room." Mao Tongtong said.

"Whatever you want, it's better to be lighter." Ba Ye said.

"Okay." Mao Tongtong gave Qingzhu a few instructions.

"Did you meet Concubine De in the Imperial Garden two days ago?" Eighth Master asked suddenly.

Mao Tongtong was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that she hadn't told Ba Ye about this after she came back that day.

"En." She nodded, and said: "I went to admire the chrysanthemum that day, and drew some embroidery samples by the way. I didn't expect to meet the empress of Defei. The empress was very kind, and said that the slave girl's embroidery samples were good, so I asked the slave girl to send it to you." give her."

Mao Tongtong briefly explained the events of that day.

"Sisao's paintings are not bad, she actually liked yours." Eighth Master said, with a teasing smile in his eyes.

Mao Tongtong was really unconvinced and said: "My master has never seen the paintings of slaves, so how do you know it's not good?"

The smile in Ba Ye's eyes became even more obvious.This Mao family really is, and now he doesn't know what modesty is anymore.

"Don't believe me?" Mao Tongtong raised his eyebrows when he saw Ba Ye smiling, "I'll show you the drawing right now!"

"Okay! Let me see what the painting that Empress Defei likes looks like." The corners of Ba Ye's mouth curled up.

(End of this chapter)