The Whole Family Is Insanely Eavesdropping on My Thoughts

Chapter 155 Annunciation of the Yuan Dynasty

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: "Father, Jinghuai will come as soon as he goes."

He found an excuse to leave the table. 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. He came here specifically to apologize to the saint for Chao Chao. Chao Chao was young and ignorant, and took the Xiyue Divine Sword."

"Jinghuai will definitely persuade her to return the divine sword when she returns home, so as not to jeopardize the friendship between the two countries." Lu Jinghuai said earnestly.

The maid's face softened slightly.

"You are sensible." The maid snorted.

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

The maid glanced at the saint and then retreated 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 like Jiang Yunjin.

Jiang Yunjin is the beauty of mortals.

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

The Saint slowly approached, Lu Jinghuai's throat rolled, and he felt a strange fragrance blowing towards his face.

"Your sister is very interesting, ask her? Are you willing to go back to West Vietnam with me?" The saint exhaled like a blue, and Lu Jinghuai's ears turned slightly red.

In Western Vietnam, saints were equal to emperors.

Her presence could almost shake the Western Vietnamese Emperor.

Lu Jinghuai agreed on the spot.

"Thank you, Mr. Jinghuai... If you have something important, 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 darkened slightly, and he held the token tightly in his hand.

There were whip marks on his body and his breath stung.

"Where have you been? Don't wander around in the palace, or you may bump 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 once again climbed up to the Holy Maiden of Western Vietnam.

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.

"Chaochao, 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 Mansion and can attend the palace banquet.

The Xu family has a decree.

But Lu Yanshu, Lu Zhengyue, and Lu Yuanxiao are now just ordinary people.

When they were at the palace gate, they heard that their sister had drawn the divine sword.

"You can't touch it. Master Jiang was almost stabbed to death by it just now." Mrs. Xu felt scared when she thought of the scene just now.

"No way, Ryuki."

"If you dare to hurt your brother, I will throw mud into the manure pit!" Lu Chaochao's tone was a bit threatening.

He handed the Chaoyang Sword to Lu Yuanxiao.

Lu Yuanxiao touched it tentatively: "Wow, is this the Divine Sword?"

"The rumored Chaoyang Sword is so fierce. It seems to be quite cute..." Lu Yuanxiao couldn't imagine its ferocity at all.

Mrs. Xu looked up at the sky, 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 mansion, already exhausted physically and mentally.

After hurriedly freshening up, he went straight to rest.

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

Early the next morning.

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

"Hurry up and get a good seat."

Mrs. Xu prayed in front of the Buddha again and again early in the morning: "Blessed by Bodhisattva, may the inkstone be worthy of 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 her son would be able to live up to the grievances he had endured for many years.

"Don't worry, madam. We sent people to wait in front of the list early. Once the results are announced, we will come back immediately to report the good news."

Dengzhi opened his mouth to persuade.

Madam 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.

But Lu Chaochao made a quick calculation: "On the tenth day of September, 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, supporting her sick body.

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

The old lady knelt before the Buddha and kowtowed devoutly.

"It's not time to release the results yet," the maid advised.

Mr. Pei was dressed in brocade clothes and had a proud look on his eyebrows.

"Have you prepared 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 also be doubled."

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

When Xu was the mistress, she was always rewarded with seasonal vegetables and fruits, and several meat dishes every month. The monthly money was extremely generous.

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

During festivals, there is even a double monthly payment.

Even when the master of the house celebrates his birthday, they are all happy with it, offering snacks on the table 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.

Not even a meat dish!

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

Today's life in the Hou Mansion is a world away from what Xu's life was like back then.

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

A group of people sat 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 is here to announce the good news..."

"The official is coming to our street..."

A little maid hurriedly reported.

The old lady and Mrs. Pei stood up in joy, and the old lady was overjoyed: "Bodhisattva bless you, brother Jinghuai has a glorious ancestor."

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 hurried towards the door.

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 young man from Zhongyonghou Mansion immediately laughed.

"Oh my god, it's our young master!"

"Young Master has won the first prize in the provincial examination!" The young man from the Zhongyong Hou Mansion hurriedly came in to announce the good news.

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

"Old madam, madam, the young master has been released!"

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

"Win? Did my son win Jieyuan?" Ms. Pei screamed, tears filling her eyes with excitement. 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 shaking as she held the beads: "I'm hit, I'm hit, Brother Huai is hit!"

"Go and fire the cannons, fire the cannons 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 they crackled non-stop.

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

PS: I’ll send you the third update. I’ll see you tomorrow. I’m sorry that I’m late. I have a fever due to influenza A and I spent a whole day in the hospital (end of this chapter).

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