There was movement in the distance, which was the sound of the Gongyuan gate opening. The students went over in order and began to check their identities and cheat sheets.
The curtain of the carriage behind him was also opened, and Xu Mo walked out of the carriage carrying a bamboo basket.
It's too late.
Jiang Sheng suddenly raised his head, his big round eyes full of sincerity.
Seeing this, Jiang Jizu stopped the bodyguard who had taken the order, strode to the gate of Gongyuan, said something unknown, and showed his identity card.
The originally calm and casual Master Gongyuan immediately became polite and stood up to give instructions to the two government officials.
It's done.
Jiang Sheng burst into tears with excitement. He turned around and grabbed Xu Mo's hand and said, "Brother, you will be fine. Take the exam well. We will wait for you outside."
Those who didn’t know better thought Big Brother was in jail.
Xu Mo couldn't laugh or cry, and took another deep look at Jiang Jizu. Although he didn't know the identity of this man, he could guess that he had a good relationship with his sister.
It was a pity that he was about to pay tribute to the Courtyard, so he had no way to protect his sister personally, so he could only look at Chang Yan deeply.
"Don't worry, brother." The fifth brother understood, "Leave everything to me."
Xu Mo then joined the queue of only a few remaining students.
Next to him, Zheng Ruqian was a little hesitant, "What do you mean by leaving it to you? Is Xiaowu the only one reliable? Can't I, the second brother, be the same?"
Xu Mo held back his smile, waved to his younger brothers and sisters, and then glanced regretfully towards the north of the city.
The masters responsible for the inspection moved very quickly. They first searched the person and then the items. After finally checking that there was nothing in the food, they could let the person in.
Xu Mo packed his things into the bamboo basket and looked north of the city.
I thought it was a pity, but I didn't expect a few strong young men to appear on the bustling streets. They couldn't ride horses in the capital, but their running speed was no less than that of horse-drawn carriages.
Especially the young man at the head, who had sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, a heroic appearance, a tall, thin and powerful figure. He was as flexible as a leopard and evaded the crowd, and finally arrived at the gate of Gongyuan dripping with sweat.
"Brother," he shouted from afar, "take the exam well, I'll wait for you outside."
Xu Mo reluctantly walked into the Gongyuan. The moment he turned around, the last student had also finished checking. The gate of the Gongyuan slowly closed, cutting off the sight of the students and their families, but not the hearts that were involved with each other.
When the last crack in the door disappeared, the students and their families either sighed and turned around, or found a corner to wait.
In the turbulent crowd, only the five brothers and sisters stood there, smiling and looking at each other.
Two years is neither long nor short.
Except for Zheng Ruqian who went to northern Xinjiang to meet Fang Heng once, no one else had seen this brave and resolute brother for two years and more than seven hundred days.
He has grown a lot taller, two fingers taller than the eldest Xu Mo. He is still thin, and his strength can only be seen when he moves.
His face has also changed a bit. He has grown taller and matured. The immature feeling brought by his young age has receded, and has been replaced by a calm and heroic look, and a calm and sassy look.
There were many people passing by and there were a lot of noisy sounds, but they were not distracted. They looked at each other carefully, compared the people in their impressions, and then smiled happily.
All the noise can't stop the approach, and all the difficulties can't stop the desire to cuddle up.
When Fang Heng really stood in front of everyone, it was not a dream, not a hallucination, nor a thought floating in the wind.
Zheng Ruqian was the first to turn his eyes red, and went up to give him a fist, "Why did you come back just now? My eldest brother has already gone to the Tribute Academy."
Fang Heng took it hard and explained shyly, "I remembered the wrong time, I thought it was late February."
Chang Yan, who was standing next to him, nodded clearly and guessed it perfectly.
"How long has it been since Third Brother has been back this time? Has it been hard work on the border? Are you tired?" Wen Zhiyun came closer and asked in a low voice.
Two years passed by, and the first three brothers began to mature and acquire the spirit of a boy. Only the two brothers at the bottom were still so immature, especially Xiaosi, who was thin, weak and lovable.
"Although the round trip is about two months, I am doing well in Northern Xinjiang and not tired." Fang Heng rubbed his little head, "But you, I heard that the medical clinic in Fengjing is very popular, and our family Xiaosi is amazing, he will definitely be a famous doctor in the future."
Wen Zhiyun smiled shyly, still looking like he was easily held on his shoulders three or four years ago.
Fang Heng also smiled, and his eyes fell on Chang Yan. This younger brother was the youngest but the most thoughtful. He and his eldest brother decided many things in the family together, becoming the leader between the siblings.
It’s just that people who are too thoughtful are destined to be unhappy.
Even at this moment of reunion, when everyone was overflowing with joy, he remained calm and calm, with no hint of joy or anger.
But so what, as long as he is a younger brother, he will always be a younger brother.
Fang Heng stretched out his two hands, pinched Chang Yan's cheeks under his surprised gaze, pulled them to both sides, then leaned over and whispered, "If you have anything to say, tell Third Brother, don't keep it to yourself. "
The hand that squeezed his face quickly loosened, and the strength was not sore, but Chang Yan felt mixed emotions in his heart. He only felt that no matter how lonely the child was, he had someone to rely on and someone of his own.
He caressed his cheek with one hand, his eyes were dotted with stars, and he grinned for a while.
Finally it was the turn of the youngest sister in the family.
As soon as Fang Heng's eyes fell, Jiang Sheng put her hands on her hips and said, "Don't call me fat."
When Fang Heng opened his mouth again, Jiang Sheng added, "Don't say that I haven't grown taller."
She is obviously a twelve-year-old girl. The girls from aristocratic families of the same age are all tall, slender, and elegant.
Even the little daughter of the tofu seller in the market gradually grew taller and looked like a beautiful flower.
Only Jiang Sheng is not too tall and is a bit rounded. He looks like a teapot with his hands on his hips, and his behavior is often a bit childish.
Although the family members did not dislike him, Jiang Sheng still heard a few mutterings when he was walking outside.
They complained that she was not slender enough, that she was not beautiful enough, that she was not tall enough, that she was not mature enough and stable enough.
But Jiang Sheng, the reason you don’t grow taller is because you were too hard when you were a child. The reason you gain weight is because you are too eager for food. The reason you are not stable enough is because your brothers are in front of you. You are the youngest sister in the family, and you should do whatever you want. live.
Fang Heng walked over with a smile, and effortlessly lifted Jiang Sheng up, holding it under his arm like a child, spinning it twice in the air, and then put it back on the ground.
"Who said you were fat?" He pinched his black balls, "Our Jiang Sheng is so lucky."
Who doesn’t like a sister who is round and round, like white jade pearls?
"Yes, yes, our family Jiang Sheng is the luckiest." Zheng Ruqian came over and interrupted, "She eats a lot of meat every meal. Looking at the entire Fengjing, which lady can do that?"
"Second brother!" Jiang Sheng was so angry that he stamped his feet and chased after him, intending to beat him.
Zheng Lao Er ran faster, chasing and hiding, hitting and dodging, using Fang Lao San as a pillar. The game was thrilling.
The other two smaller ones all pursed their lips and smiled, and their whole bodies were filled with joy that no outsider could penetrate.
It turned out that they were the ones who had accompanied Jiang Sheng for five years of his life.
Jiang Jizu watched quietly from a distance, choosing not to disturb.
Until Konoe reminded in a low voice from behind, "General, the third lady... is here too."
