The beloved baby has a space

Chapter 502 begins reporting the news

Just then, Liu returned and said that they had run into Magistrate Zhang on their way to see a doctor.

As luck would have it, Widow Zhou was still holding on when a man on horseback knocked her down.

The horse's hooves nearly trampled Widow Zhou to death, but Magistrate Zhang arrived in a flash, subduing the horse with one hand and embracing Widow Zhou tightly with the other.

"It scared me half to death. Its hoof was raised high, about to step on her, but Magistrate Zhang stopped it." Liu said, still shaken.

Later, Magistrate Zhang carried the frightened widow Zhou directly to the Jimin Medical Clinic.

Madam Feng asked in surprise, "Was it Magistrate Zhang who was holding it?"

"I would like to hug her, but she's a bit heavy; I can only lift one arm," Liu said, a little embarrassed.

Little Zhang whispered, "Don't let Widow Zhou find out. She hates losing face in public the most."

Widow Zhou had a strong temper and was particularly concerned about her reputation.

Being frightened unconscious by a horse on a busy street would definitely bother Widow Zhou, so they had to pretend they didn't know.

Only Xiao Ayu, upon hearing these words, recalled the stories told by the storyteller in town.

A hero rescuing a damsel in distress—that sounds really interesting.

Uncle Zhang doesn't seem to like coming to their village. This time, when his elder brother got married, Uncle Zhang originally said he would come, but in the end, he only sent two yamen runners to deliver things.

Registrar Qu even explained it to him once.

Little Ayu felt that Uncle Zhang wasn't busy, but simply didn't want to come to their village.

They quickly forgot about this little incident.

After everyone returned to Lanhe Town, on the afternoon of the third day, Wang Chuanyuan became restless and wondered if he should go to the county town to take a look.

"The results must have been posted in the county town by now. I wonder if the children have passed the exam." Wang Chuanyuan was anxious, but he also felt that it was unlikely that the children had passed the exam after only two years of study.

But I still have a lingering thought about it.

What if?
Judging from the children's confident expressions, they seem quite capable of passing the exam. If all their children could pass, that would be wonderful. Including the second brother, the whole family would have seven scholars. Imagine how much tax they could save!
How much land can their family buy?

Just thinking about it is exciting.

In a few days, when my second brother passes the imperial examination and becomes a scholar, he will be exempted from the loss of more than 30 mu of land.

Those who passed the imperial examinations could be exempted from 200 mu of land, not to mention the corvée labor that was already exempted, they also didn't have to go to the army for conscription.

Even if you stop taking the exam, you can still apply to become a minor official.

Although such officials usually cannot be promoted further.

But having an official in the family is a great honor for the whole family!

Only Old Mrs. Wang remained remarkably calm: "What's the panic?"

Regardless of the outcome, they will head to the prefectural city first thing tomorrow morning.

Aside from Ayu and Aibao, whoever gets into the other group will be taken along.

As evening fell, two messengers arrived in town to announce that three students from Qingmu Academy had passed the imperial examination and become scholars. The three students and their families jumped for joy.

The sons of the Wang family had initially made solemn vows, but seeing that the trustworthy person had not yet come to their house, they became somewhat restless.

Little Ayu came over to call them to eat, but they all waved their hands.

"I won't eat it yet."

They craned their necks, peering intently outside.

Afraid of missing something.

Before long, they heard hurried footsteps.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Changfu, the servant in the household.

(End of this chapter)