In August, the South Branch of Shuntian Rural Examination in Beijing, known as "Beiwei", started the exam.

This kind of thing that only top academics care about has nothing to do with Prince Dun and his family. Yuan Wense just listened to it as if it was new and didn't care.

But after all the calculations, she missed one person. It can be said that she was too caring and ignored someone.

Prince Dun was not interested in the civil examination, but he was very interested in the martial arts examination, so Wu Sidao took Little Fu Gua with him to watch the martial arts examination.

Unlike the literary test, the martial arts test is held in public.

After all, in terms of competition strength, bow and arrow, Kubu skills, etc., the more people there are, the less likely it is to cheat.

Xiao Fugua is young but has a high status. The youngest son of the Wang family in Dun County still has no semicolon in Beijing at this time.

After all, the infant mortality rate was too high at that time. Even if it was an only legitimate son, such as Prince Jian's Crown Prince Ya'a Jiang'a, his father would usually only give him a title after he had been vaccinated with pox and the person was able to stand upright.

Little Fugua's clothes are specially made by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. They look like formal dresses, but the fabrics are much thinner. Little Fugua is naturally cute, and wearing this court dress makes people unable to take their eyes away.

He clenched his fists, his black phoenix eyes widened, and looked nervously at the stage. From time to time, he said: "Awesome! Well done!"

It was as if he really understood.

Sometimes someone would come over to say hello, and Old Ten would first be polite to the person, and then introduce him to Little Fugua: "Say hello to Uncle Saya."

The little Fugua would cutely slip out of his seat and look at Wu Sidao again. Wu Sidao would use his fingers to indicate what etiquette he should use now, how to salute when meeting the elders of the clan, how to salute when meeting the ministers, and what to do when meeting the elders of the retainers.

Salutes are a little different.

Little Fugua is very clever. He salutes every time and smiles sweetly. He also forcibly resists not spreading his paws to ask for red envelopes because his husband said that it is not the New Year and it is not appropriate to ask for red envelopes.

In fact, babies just like plump and cheerful red envelopes, because they can be given to babies like Fujin. When she sees those red envelopes, her eyes will sparkle with joy! She doesn’t want anything in them, just the red envelopes!

Therefore, it is really funny and troublesome for people who are born collectors. It turned out that Fucha's Mojia only needed a small box to put down those small sachets of different shapes and colors, and he made them for the prince of Dunjun.

My descendant, Fujin, now has to get a dowry box to put her bride.

Moreover, people now also have aesthetics, and they don’t want anything that doesn’t suit their aesthetics.

Wu Sidao sometimes feels very proud when he looks at his student. Look, there are a few two-year-old children in this world who can hold the title of the Crown Prince in front of others without showing any timidity.

At this time, Eighth Brother also arrived. When he saw Lao Shi, he was startled for a moment. He felt a sudden shock in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He stepped forward and said with a smile: "Ten Brother, you are also free today. Bring Little Fugua to see you."

Look at the majestic appearance of my Qing warriors."

Lao Shi stood up with a smile and asked Little Fu Gua to meet his eighth uncle.

Brother Ba smiled and took off the jade from his waist and handed it to Xiao Fugua, "Good boy, do you like Kubu?"

"like."

"Then in the future, just like your Amma, let's be the Batulu of the Qing Dynasty."
Chapter completed!