Shen Wan held the hand of little Zian An and played in the garden. The one-and-a-half-year-old Shen Zian was already walking very steadily.
"The eldest young master got the first place in the exam..." "Yeah?"
Child Shen Zian raised his head.
Shen Wan smiled and said, "You won the first place in Yun Shumao exam again."
Shen Wan was not surprised that Yun Luochuan won the first place again. After all, he was smarter and more powerful than the top talent Yun Qingyang before.
If he didn't come first, maybe she would be surprised.
Shen Wan thought: In the past, he was trapped by the body suffering from heart disease, and could only be an idle prince, unable to express his ambitions.
Now that he has a healthy body, is he going to show off his ambitions?
If Yun Luochuan wants to express her ambition, she will leave Jiangzhou City. If he leaves, maybe she will feel a little lonely.
"Yunshu..." Xiao Zi'an turned around, grabbed his mother's finger, and pulled her towards the front yard.
Shen Wan was afraid that he would fall, so she could only bend down and follow him.
Yun Luochuan got first place in the exam and was selected as a scholar. As a neighbor who was "taken care of" by the Yun family, she should go to congratulate her.
Although she wanted to congratulate Yun Luochuan in her heart, she didn't want to go to the Yun family.
When she walked to the door, Shen Wan asked Xiaoyi to carry Xiaozi An to Yun's house. When Xiaozi An saw that she didn't go, she made a fuss.
Mrs. Yun, Mrs. Wu and Yun Changfeng all smiled from ear to ear when facing Dao Xi's servants, and happily rewarded each servant with a tael of silver.
They never dreamed that their grandson/son would be ranked first in the exam, which made them so happy.
Mrs. Wu had already planned to have a banquet with guests in three days and invite a master to tell her son's fortune in front of everyone.
Anyone who can take the first place in the exam is a Wenquxing in the sky. How could Wenquxing be a wife? She wants everyone to know that her son Yun Luochuan cannot be a wife.
"This kid Luochuan is so up to date."
Mrs. Yun is even happier now than when she found out that her grandson got the first place in the examination.
"We in Luochuan will definitely be able to become Jinshi and become high officials in the future."
Yun Changfeng is now full of confidence in his son.
No one in the Yun family has ever been an official! If Luochuan became an official, it would be considered a glorious ancestor.
Wu smiled and said, "Definitely."
Mrs. Yun sent someone to call her grandson. Since her grandson was so promising, she naturally wanted to call him and praise her.
When Yun Luochuan arrived, someone happened to report that the young master of the Shen family was here.
"It came quite quickly!"
Wu frowned.
At this moment, she just wanted to talk happily as a family and praise her precious son. She didn't want outsiders to be around.
It has been a long time since Shen Wan came to visit her, but her son came to their Yun house more and more frequently.
It wasn't that she didn't like the child An An, but the child came frequently and always stayed with Yun Chuan, which made her feel a little weird.
Mrs. Yun didn't think much about it and said with a smile: "Let An An come in quickly. He must have heard that his Uncle Yun got first place in the exam and came to congratulate his Uncle Yun!"
Hearing this, Mrs. Wu thought in her heart: "What can a child who is only one and a half years old understand?
It wasn’t taught by adults.”
Xiao Yi carried Xiao An into the flower hall. Yun Luochuan greeted him with a smile, stretched out his hand and took Xiao An from Xiao Yi's hand.
"Yunshu."
Xiao Zi'an happily hugged Yun Shu's neck.
Yun Luochuan touched his head and said to Xiaoyi: "Go down and eat the fruit!"
Xiaoyi nodded shyly and whispered: "Master Yun, congratulations on passing the scholar examination."
"Thanks."
Yun Luochuan smiled and said thanks.
Jingxing took Xiaoyi down.
Wu's face changed. Her Luochuan was holding her boy An like this, which made her feel a little uncomfortable, because he seemed to be holding a son like this, but this boy An was not his son.