Farmer's counterattack is busy with farming

Chapter 309

Mo Ran didn't care much and said: "I tried it for fun, but it was all many years ago."

"Hey, so you have fame now?"

"That's it."

For Mo Ran's status, the imperial examinations are just icing on the cake, not useful.

Ning Xianxian was very curious, and asked: "Then you are Juren now?"

Mo Ran glanced at her: "In your eyes, I can only be a Juren?"

"That's not true, you said it yourself, you took the test when you were young..."

"I was No.2 in the imperial examination that year."

Mo Ran laughed.

Ning Xianxian opened her round eyes in surprise, showing a naive expression: "No. 2 in the palace examination, isn't it the second place behind the champion?"

"Yeah, Brother Huang said that I am a member of the royal family after all, so it's not easy to steal the limelight from scholars all over the world. In addition, I am young, so I am not allowed to be the champion." Mo Ran said with a helpless smile.

"You mean, the champion should be yours?"

"Actually, when it comes to the top three in the palace examination, it's hard to tell what the ranking is." Mo Ran said with a smile, "This ranking is determined by the emperor, not based on his preferences.

"That's true." Ning Xianxian nodded, still feeling amazed, "It turns out that you have already been a top three Jinshi, really amazing."

Scholars, Juren, Jinshi, this is the advanced route for all scholars to participate in the imperial examination.

Liu Danfeng and Liu Hanfeng took the exam twice, and they are still at the stage of scholar. Just this, it is already the best result in the nearby ten miles and eight towns.

It can be seen that the imperial examination is not easy.

It's no wonder that the current emperor is extremely wary of Mo Ran's younger brother, and he is really too good.

The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.

Sometimes being too good is a crime in the eyes of some people.

Ning Xianxian couldn't help but glanced at Mo Ran again.

Mo Ran had a warm smile on his face: "I know I'm pretty, but if you always look at me, I'd be shy."

Ning Xianxian pouted: "Don't be talkative. I was wondering why the wound on your face suddenly disappeared."

Mo Ran thought for a while, and said, "I thought about it just now, and I think the problem should be the hot spring water in the pool yesterday."

After he reminded, Ning Xianxian also remembered.

From yesterday to now, among the things that Mo Ran's face has touched, only the hot spring water is very suspicious.

"I've seen records in ancient books that some hot spring water with special ingredients has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin." Ning Xianxian mused, "But your effect is too amazing."

Mo Ran smiled and said: "Go get some next time and try again, so you will know?"

"Good idea," Ning Xianxian's eyes sparkled, "If it proves that the hot spring water really has the effect of removing scars and beautifying the skin, then I will be prosperous!"

"You already have the fat piece of Hengwuyuan, how do you want to make a fortune?" Mo Ran looked at her with some amusement.

"You know, I want to surpass Fendiexuan and become the leader in the industry."

In those years of uninterrupted correspondence, Ning Xianxian and him talked almost everything.

In the process of her founding Hengwuyuan, many ideas were dyed by ink.

Even when she couldn't think of a new product, it was Mo Ran who pestered Madam Qing to ask her to hand over a few more cosmetic formulas.

Therefore, half of the success of Ning Xianxian's Hengwu Garden should be attributed to Mo Ran, the behind-the-scenes strategist.

Ning Xianxian vaguely felt that the hot spring water must be the key to Hengwuyuan surpassing Fandiexuan and becoming the world's largest makeup shop.

Either don't do it, do it, and do it to the extreme.

This is Ning Xianxian's life creed in this life.

Fendiexuan has also noticed this strong rising competitor for a long time, and the two stores have confronted each other many times.

Hengwuyuan wins the limelight because of its novelty products, but after all, it is not as powerful as Fendiexuan's century-old foundation and strength.

Ning Xianxian has also been thinking of a way.

Unexpectedly, after rolling down the mountain, it turned out to be a blessing in disguise, and got a pool of good things.

Thinking of this, Ning Xianxian wished he could go there to check it out again.

At this time, Liu Danfeng came back.

In his hands were two live fish and a handful of yams.

"I didn't expect to be really lucky to dig up yams, which can be eaten as a meal after cooking." Liu Danfeng walked in happily.

"I'll help you." Ning Xianxian left Mo Ran, wanting to help Liu Danfeng clean up the fish.

Mo Ran was lying on her side, her pair of star eyes moved with her movements.

Liu Danfeng glanced at him, and deliberately walked in front of Ning Xianxian, bullying Mo Ran was sick and unable to move, blocking his sight.

Moran raised his eyebrows slightly.

He knew that in the past few years when he was not around, there would be more or less men approaching that child of Xianxian.

This is a normal thing, beautiful and outstanding little girls will always get more attention.

But someone like Liu Danfeng who has such a strong desire to possess her is not something Mo Ran can bear.

"Xianxian, come here." Mo Ran waved to Ning Xianxian.

Ning Xianxian looked up at him: "What's wrong?"

Mo Ran pressed his forehead with one hand, with a sad expression, and said very delicately: "My head hurts."

"Is it burning again?" Ning Xianxian moved over worriedly, and put his cool little hand on his smooth forehead, "It's not hot...how could it hurt? Do you still feel uncomfortable?"

She looked at his expression and asked with concern.

Mo Ran and Liu Danfeng looked at each other, and they saw something bad in each other's eyes.

He withdrew his gaze indifferently, held Ning Xianxian's soft and boneless tenderness with one hand, covered her palm on his cheek, and said, "It's so hot, your hand is cold, It's so comfortable."

The veins on Liu Danfeng's forehead twitched.

Mo Ran glanced at him, and clenched the little hands on his face even tighter.

Boy, are you playing tricks on me?
When the Lord led troops to kill the enemy in the frontier, you were still studying in class!

He took Ning Xianxian's hand with peace of mind, closed his eyes, and seemed to be asleep.

Ning Xianxian felt sorry for his injury and illness, and couldn't bear to pull out his hand forcefully, so he let him hold it.

"Liu Danfeng, I can only trouble you to clean up the fish." She said to Liu Danfeng.

Liu Danfeng looked at the man lying on the hay pretending to be asleep, wishing he could step forward and crush his hideous handsome face.

"Xianxian, let him rest alone, let's talk here." He tried to pull Ning Xianxian away from him.

Ning Xianxian glanced at Mo Ran, and said helplessly, "Forget it, I'm afraid of waking him up. He had a fever all night, and it finally subsided, so let him sleep well."

Liu Danfeng couldn't help feeling stuffy.

The only blame is that he is in good health, neither sick nor injured, and can only watch that nasty bastard pretending to be pitiful, touching Xianxian!

……

Mo Ran was really pretending to be asleep at first, but he really fell asleep after pretending.

After he fell into a deep sleep, his personal soldiers had already found here, and guarded outside nervously, not daring to leave again.

(End of this chapter)