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Shen Ningning waited anxiously.

She stared at the shopkeeper intently, and took out a stack of thick booklets from the bottom of the cabinet.

The shopkeeper rummaged back and forth, and finally he said, "I found it, here it is, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Lingwei had already picked it up and handed it to Shen Ningning, who was very excited, to check it out for himself.

Shen Ningning's eyes sparkled with great joy: "It's a wishful pattern, exactly the same!"

She is all too familiar with the lotus pattern depicted on this page of the brochure.

Looking down, the little guy was stunned when he saw the line where the customer signed the payment.

"This……"

The shopkeeper smiled apologetically: "It seems that the customer who ordered Ruyi came to the store to pick it up, so he didn't leave a detailed residential address, but he did have a name."

Mo Lingwei watched Shen Ningning's long eyelashes tremble, she stretched out her small hand, and gently touched the column of the name.

The word "Xinniang" is very beautifully written.

After time has passed, the rice paper has turned slightly yellow, but the pen and ink of her mother's signature is still clear.

Like the water of time rushing in, in Shen Ningning's dark eyes, there was a sparkle of light.

She choked up and said, "Is this my mother's handwriting?"

The shopkeeper glanced at it: "It should be. Whenever customers come to pick up the goods, we will ask them to sign for confirmation."

Shen Ningning read these two words again and again.

Mo Lingwei pursed his lips and looked up at the shopkeeper: "I bought this piece of paper, you make a price."

The shopkeeper was stunned: "This, this is not very good, young master, the lotus pattern will be used in our shop in the future."

Mo Lingwei didn't talk nonsense with him, and directly offered a price: "1000 taels of silver."

The shopkeeper was in a dilemma: "My lord, you..."

Mo Lingwei interrupted with a sharp and domineering voice: "3000 taels."

The shopkeeper was taken aback, and he came back to his senses: "Young master, it's not about money. The booklets left by my master are not simple patterns, but the handicrafts passed down in our industry."

Mo Lingwei took a deep breath: "Understood."

He immediately turned his head and looked at Wu Fang, the guard: "You go to the magistrate, all the craftsmanship in this shop is listed as royal use."

The shopkeeper almost dislocated his jaw.

He, a small silver shop, actually has the ability to become a special offer for the queen?
Shen Ningning wiped away her tears, and hurriedly said: "Brother, there is no need to mobilize people like this, I just take a look."

Mo Lingwei knew how much she wanted to find her parents, but Shen Ningning's personality was that she didn't want to cause trouble for others.

Therefore, what she said, only got him to purse his lips and smile slightly: "I'll arrange it, you don't need to persuade me anymore."

"Wait, wait, young master!" The shopkeeper came back to his senses and hurriedly stopped the guards.

He looked at Mo Lingwei, the shock in his eyes still did not fade away.

No wonder he felt that this young man and that little girl were noble, they seemed to be nobles in the palace.

"Young master's mood, the villain can understand, but the villain's level of craftsmanship, I also know it in my heart. It is indeed a good thing for the ancestral grave to be a royal servant, but the villain really can't take on the big responsibility."

The shopkeeper looked at Shen Ningning: "Miss, do you think it's good to tear off the name part of this piece of paper, and the villain doesn't want your money, so I will give it to you directly, is it possible?"

Mo Lingwei felt satisfied.

This shopkeeper is a smart man, he knows that even if he becomes a queen, but compared with those skilled craftsmen in the palace, his qualifications are really mediocre.

And those concubines and ladies in the palace are not easy to serve.

Rather than being punished for their crimes at that time, it is better to sell these two nobles a favor now.

Shen Ningning's eyes were full of surprise: "Really? Well, I can't ask you for nothing."

She immediately went to her purse to get the silver.

Mo Lingwei pressed her hand: "With me here, you don't need to pay."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Fang took out 1000 taels of silver bills and put them on the counter of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper was overwhelmed, and hurriedly started, folded the paper with the writing on it, and tore it off.

Shen Ningning held it carefully as if she had found a treasure.

Mo Lingwei led her away, and the little guy didn't forget to leave a sentence: "Thank you uncle shopkeeper, I have never seen my mother, this is the first time I saw her writing."

After she left, the shopkeeper of the silver building still couldn't recover for a long time.

Can't help but sigh with emotion: "This little girl's background is really pitiful, but why does she look familiar? It's like the lucky girl boy I saw the other day..."

in the carriage.

Shen Ningning kept holding the note, reading it again and again.

The handwriting of Xinniang was almost branded on her heart.

Mo Ling Weibo always had a smile on his lips, and he didn't bother the little guy's peace.

Although the words were on paper, the moment Shen Ningning touched them, it was as if he touched his fingertips with his mother a few years ago.

The little guy sniffed, his black eyes choked with sobs and said: "This is the closest I've been to my mother."

Mo Lingwei comforted: "Don't be too sad, I'll take you into the palace to find Concubine Rong now, since the shopkeeper said this is a wishful couple, then Concubine Rong must know who my mother-in-law is."

Shen Ningning threw herself into his arms, wrapping her small arms around Mo Lingwei's neck.

"Thank you, brother!" Her hot tears spilled down his skirt.

Mo Lingwei's body froze, and he immediately sneered, his dark and thin eyes were full of love.

"Thank me, didn't you help me a lot? Life is boring, but finding your parents for you is the most important thing for me right now."

After the two entered the palace, they went directly to Concubine Rong's palace.

When Mo Lingwei said to look for Concubine Rong, the palace lady was full of apologies.

"I'm really sorry, His Royal Highness, because the weather turned cold, the empress caught a cold and stayed up all night. She just drank the medicine and fell asleep."

Mo Lingwei stared: "Are you sick?"

The grand lady nodded.

Shen Ningning said in a soft voice: "It's okay big sister, then we will visit Concubine Rong another day, and hope she recovers soon."

The palace maid smiled: "The princess's words, the slaves will definitely convey them on their behalf."

Mo Lingwei took Shen Ningning's little hand: "Let's go, go to Zichen Palace and sit down."

The maid of honor sent them directly to the gate of the palace, and returned to the palace when they were no longer seen.

In the hall, the purple gauze hanging curtain covers most of the light, and the room is full of medicinal fragrance.

The maid of honor stepped lightly, walked around the mica screen and walked to the inner room, where a black-haired and fair-skinned beauty sat on the bed.

"Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has already left with Princess Funing," said the palace lady.

Concubine Rong on the bed had a pale face and her lips were a little pale.

She squinted slightly: "What are they doing here looking for me?"

"I didn't say anything." The eldest maid shook her head: "But I heard that the servants of His Royal Highness have recently gone to Lenggong to investigate He."

Concubine Rong closed her eyes and pressed her brows: "The man has passed away, what is there to investigate? I am exhausted, please step back."

"By the way, Princess Funing's canonization ceremony should be coming soon. You open a private library and give her the collection of poems "Flower Dream" that I copied by myself, together with the only copy."

"Yes." The eldest maid turned to leave and walked to the private treasury of the side hall.

After opening it, I found the well-preserved collection of poems, one was transcribed by Concubine Rong, and the other was the original orphan copy.

The maid of honor opened the copy that Concubine Rong had copied and checked it carefully, and put it back into the box after confirming that it was correct.

If Shen Ningning can see it, the little guy will be surprised. Concubine Rong's handwriting is very similar to the mother's handwriting she just got.

Time flies, and half a month has passed.

On the first day of October, the National Academy of Sciences officially began to take the exam.

Shen Ningning came in a carriage early in the morning, and Lu Shaoyuan also came to take the exam.

Before it was time to open the side door, two long queues had already formed outside the Guoxue Institute.

The little guy took a glance and estimated that there were more than 300 people.

"Wow," she was surprised in a low voice, and said to Lu Shaoyuan, "There are so many people coming to take the exam, it's so stressful."

In order to take the exam, she only slept for two hours a day for half a month, and spent the rest of the time studying with the crazy scholar.

Lu Shaoyuan laughed: "You don't have to be afraid, many people have no level at all, and they just come to see the world. After all, the threshold of Chinese Academy of Sciences is too high, and ordinary people will not be able to get in for a lifetime."

At this moment, gongs and drums sounded, and the side door of the National Academy opened.

Four masters showed up with six schoolchildren and the nursing home.

The head teacher had a slender beard, and said earnestly: "Men and women are separated, and the left and right rows should be lined up to enter the venue."

Shen Ningning hurriedly followed the ladies to the right and stood there. Everyone had to hand in their names and a letter of recommendation signed by the local magistrate or magistrate in order to be eligible for the exam.

When it was Shen Ningning's turn, the book boy in charge of registration checked her name certificate and recommendation letter.

However, instead of letting her in, she stretched out her hand: "Where's your money?"

Shen Ningning was taken aback.

What silver?Do I have to pay for the exam?No one told her acridine.