The shopkeeper said that they would be free of rent for the past few days, saying that a child from their inn came first in the exam, which was a great honor for them.

It doesn’t make sense, they still want the first place’s rent.

Of course, the most important thing is that the shopkeeper wants Lin Sangua's calligraphy.

This is also a means to increase the popularity of the inn.

In many inns, when the top scorer in the exam, especially the top scorer in the palace exam, leaves their calligraphy treasure, it is simply a gift from God for them.

Of course, after being admitted to the top of the imperial examination, it is rare to leave calligraphy treasures in a place like an inn.

After people become famous, they become more reserved.

Therefore, many times, shopkeepers will place bets.

Before the scholars are completely famous, leave their calligraphy treasures.

Once they are named on the gold medal list, the calligraphy treasures they left behind will naturally be worth a hundred times more.

Of course, they are not the all-or-nothing kind; many of them cast a wide net.

Only those students who are more talented and promising will want their calligraphy works.

Naturally, Ding Xiang had no objection to this request. She was the most friendly person. People liked her son's calligraphy, and she was too late to be happy.

But this matter still depends on what Sangua thinks, so she didn't agree at first and told the shopkeeper to ask Sangua what he meant.

The shopkeeper nodded and said it made sense.

Then the shopkeeper looked around Lilac and found no trace of Sangua, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"Well, I was called by the county magistrate. I don't know what it was about. I'll ask him when he comes back."

"It's okay, it's okay. I'm not in a hurry. When will you and the young master

Whenever you have time, that’s fine.”

After saying that, he returned the rent for the past few days to Dingxiang.

Ding Xiang didn't want to accept it at first, so naturally she wouldn't take the money seriously, not to mention that it was a small business and she was embarrassed to do it.

But, I can’t stand the shopkeeper’s insistence!

There was no other way, Ding Xiang could only accept it with a smile.

After collecting the money like this, Ding Xiang felt even more embarrassed. If San Gua came back later and was unwilling to give Mo Bao, wouldn't it be a big loss for the shopkeeper?

The shopkeeper was such a shrewd person. He knew it at a glance and quickly stated that it didn't matter even if he didn't have Mo Bao. He was willing to waive the room fee.

Now that the conversation was over, what else could Ding Xiang say, so she said goodbye to the shopkeeper and went back to her room.

When she returned to the room, looking at the room she had lived in for more than ten days, and recalling what had happened during this period, she felt quite sad.

At this moment, there are quite a few vacancies in the inn.

The results release is over, and many scholars have paid their room fees and left.

Ding Xiang remembered that when she first arrived, she visited several inns but couldn't find a vacant room.

As I thought about it, I laughed.

While she was packing her things, she was waiting for Sangua to come back.

About an hour later, Lin Sangua slowly walked in from outside.

By this time, the two people's luggage, Ding Xiang, had almost been sorted.

"Back." Ding Xiang stopped what she was doing and looked at her son who entered the door.

Yes, his face looks normal.

"Yeah." Lin Sangua walked to the table and poured himself a glass of water.

After taking a sip of water, she said: "Mom, this time the county magistrate called me over. First he praised me well, and then he told me

He told me that someone like me needs a better college, so he introduced me to a college. This is the letter of introduction and asked me to go there before the second exam."

Lin Sangua put a letter on the table as he spoke.

Ding Xiang was stunned, but she didn't expect the county magistrate to move so quickly.

It seems that he really likes Sangua.

Of course, this is a good thing.

So Ding Xiang asked: "Then when will we go to the academy?"

There are still four months until the next exam. If they go back home first and then go to the academy, it will take a lot of time.

In fact, when Ding Xiang asked this question, she had already planned it in her mind.

That means not going home first, but sending Sangua directly to the college.

"The county magistrate means to set off immediately."

As expected, Ding Xiang nodded without any surprise.

"Mom, you're tired. You've been running around with me. You've lost a lot of weight during this time. How about I go to the academy by myself?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? How tired is this? You are my son. I don't worry about things in my heart. Who do you want to worry about?"

"mother"

"Okay, stop talking. Mom is going home after sending you to the academy!"

Seeing Ding Xiang's attitude, Lin Sangua was very insistent. He knew that he would never be able to defeat her.

Instead, I felt relieved and a smile appeared on my face.

"This is my mother's good son." Ding Xiang looked at her soft and waxy son in front of her and couldn't help but pinch his cheeks.

A year ago, Lin Sangua still enjoyed being so close to his mother, but since studying,

, the whole person has grown a lot, and his character is no longer as childish as before.

"Mom, my son is older, so don't always pinch my face."

"Okay, okay, mom, remember, you won't pinch my Sangua's face anymore." Ding Xiang smiled heartlessly.

Lin Sangua looked at the smile on his mother's face and expressed doubts in his heart. Did his mother really listen?
Chapter completed!