Tossed into the wolf's den!Zai Zai holds the space in his hands to survive the disaster year

It's time to go to private school again.

The guards came to pick up Shen Ningning as usual.

While on the carriage, the guard smiled and said, "Miss Shen, the county magistrate has won a chance for you."

Shen Ningning blinked her round eyes curiously: "What opportunity?"

"The national teacher watches the stars at night, and there will be rain in these two days, so the emperor and His Royal Highness, with all the officials, are going to the Temple of Heaven to worship and pray for rain."

"To show his sincerity, the county magistrate invited a statue of the Goddess of Rain from the temple. He asked the students in your private school to copy the "Sutra of Inviting Rain". The image of the empress is presented together with the scriptures."

Shen Ningning thought: "Pray for rain...can we just copy scriptures?"

The guard turned the rein of the horse and said with a smile: "Yes, Miss Shen must take good care of it. This is the wish of the county magistrate."

"If there are no accidents this time, the magistrate will have a way to send you to study at the National School in the capital after you finish your elementary school in a year's time."

"The county magistrate has been helping in the capital these days, so I asked the humble officer to tell the whole story. The lord has also greeted the masters of the private school. Please pay attention to Miss Shen."

Shen Ningning lifted the curtain of the car and looked at the passing land, most of which were dry and cracked, with no grass growing.

This is Chen Shi, but the sun is already shining on the head, and the bright and warm sunlight is burning the earth like a ball of fire.

Cangyun Kingdom, which has been dry for a long time, really needs a timely rain.

Shen Ningning nodded heavily, her eyes sparkling: "I will definitely copy the scriptures!"

Arrived at the private school.

Master Huang also told everyone about the copying of "The Sutra of Inviting Rain" before class.

When the statue of the Goddess of Rain was brought up.

Everyone gasped in amazement.

I saw that the god statue was only the length of an upright palm, and the whole body was made of high-quality suet white jade. The eyebrows and eyes were lifelike, majestic and compassionate.

The Goddess of Rain holds the fencao that helps rain in her hand, and holds a compass in her right hand.

On the skirt at the bottom of her skirt, there is also a dragon wrapped around the skirt, which is said to be her mount.

According to legend, the Goddess of Rain rode such a dragon to spread clouds and rain everywhere.

"Students, the Emperor and His Highness the Crown Prince did not eat for two days in order to sacrifice, which shows how important this rain is to us."

"Therefore, apart from the regular classes, the rest of the knowledge courses are temporarily exempted for the past two days. Each of you will copy a copy of "The Sutra of Inviting Rain" and send it to the capital the day after tomorrow. The county magistrate will present it to the emperor to represent our Guangyang County. Determination."

As he said that, Master Huang looked at Shen Ningning: "Student Shen, your writing is clean and tidy. I will put the scriptures you copied on the top. You should copy them carefully."

After all, the county magistrate had personally confessed.

This time copying scriptures to pray for rain is to give Shen Ningning a chance to perform.

Shen Ningning nodded immediately: "Master, don't worry, I will be careful!"

Master Huang nodded and began to flip through the book to give a lecture.

Lan Qian stared at Shen Ningning, her eyes wished to burn a hole in her back.

A little poor ghost who can only live in the mountains, actually wants to show off?

no way!

"The Sutra of Inviting Rain" is not long, but if you want to copy it carefully, you must calm down.

So for two days in a row, the private school did not have normal classes, and everyone was seriously copying the scriptures in the room.

Shen Ningning was especially careful.

Early the next morning, she had already finished the scriptures all night.

While it was drying the ink stains in the room, Lan Qian's voice came from the door.

"Shen Ningning!"

The little guy turned his head and saw Lan Qian was about to come in with an inkstone in her hand and a pen and paper in her hand.

Shen Ningning's small face tightened, and she said hurriedly in a Nunuuo voice, "Wait a minute, don't come in!"

How could Lan Qian listen to her?
Step straight in!

But Lan Qian never expected that when she lifted her foot, she seemed to be tripped by something!
With a "snap", he fell hard.

The ink prepared in the inkstone in her hand splashed all over her face!
Lan Qian fell so painfully!

She opened her mouth, the ink stained her teeth black, and she cried out of anger.

"Shen Ningning! You plot against me?!"

The little guy walked over and kindly helped her up.

Although there was surprise on a small face, there was no sign of regret.

Shen Ningning's voice was sweet and soft: "Lan Qian is sorry, because you peeked wantonly last time and broke into my room at will."

"In order to copy scriptures quietly, I pulled a cotton thread at the door, are you okay?"

Lan Qian's lungs were about to explode.

How could it be all right? !
She looked back.

What tripped her was indeed a cotton thread stretched left and right, which was tied near the threshold!
"Shen Ningning, you vicious villain, you just want to harm me!" Lan Qian scolded recklessly.

The little guy blinked his innocent eyes: "I remind you, don't rush in, you won't listen to me."

Lan Qian really has nowhere to reason!

"You...you!" Ink flowed from the corner of her mouth, her lips were swollen, and in Shen Ningning's eyes, she looked like grandma's pickled sausage.

Shen Ningning puffed up her face and tried not to smile.

But still can't hold back.

"puff……"

"You dare to laugh at me?! It's a shame that I kindly gave you ink!"

"Everyone's inkstone and ink are the same, why did you give it to me?" Shen Ningning blinked her long and thick eyelashes.

She is not a fool, I don't believe it!
Lan Qian felt that her words were poor, and when she was about to forcibly tear up the scriptures copied by Shen Ningning, Lu Shaoyuan's voice came from the door: "What happened?"

"Brother Shaoyuan!" Lan Qian burst into tears: "I was delivering ink to Shen Ningning, but I tripped over her plan, and I was injured."

Lu Shaoyuan had just finished copying the scriptures, and the bookboy said that the candle lights were lit all night in Shen Ningning's room.

So he suspected that she hadn't slept, and had just brought her breakfast from the dining hall.

Just saw this scene.

He looked suspiciously at Lan Qian, and then at Shen Ningning.

Compared to Lan Qian's hoarse accusation, the little guy stood there obediently, with fair skin and bright eyes, like a little pearl too lazy to talk.

Lu Shaoyuan then said to Lan Qian coldly, "Why are you so idle?"

"Everyone is busy copying scriptures, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it in time, do you still have time to send ink to Shen Ningning?"

Lan Qian was murdered, her tone paused: "I..."

Lu Shaoyuan urged in displeasure: "Go back to your room!"

If it wasn't for Mo's cover-up, Shen Ningning would have seen that Lan Qian's original expression was darker than Mo's!
She was afraid of Lu Shaoyuan, so she could only leave in despair.

Shen Ningning turned around and sorted out the scriptures she had copied.

Lu Shaoyuan came over and put a plate of breakfast on the table.

The little guy took a look, a bun and a cup of soy milk.

I can't eat it at all!

She waited for a while to enter the fairyland and eat the braised beef noodles that Aunt Liu made last time!
Thinking of the sticky noodles, wrapped in fragrant meat sauce, dozens of chunks of beef and oily green vegetables are placed on the bowl.

Shen Ningning couldn't help but drool.

Her voice was waxy: "You eat, I'm not hungry."

Lu Shaoyuan coughed lightly, and he didn't know how to persuade her to eat. He talked too much as if he cared about her, obviously he didn't know Shen Ningning well.

"That... Lan Qian probably didn't have the kindness to give you ink." He thought for a while, and then talked about the matter just now.

Shen Ningning's clear eyes were full of agility: "I know, the cotton thread is to prevent her."

Lu Shaoyuan turned his head and glanced at the thread tied to the door, and couldn't help laughing.

"You're pretty smart."

At this time, Master sent someone to look for Lu Shaoyuan, but he had to leave first.

When leaving, she also told Shen Ningning: "Eat the buns, otherwise you will be hungry, and you will have to wait until noon to eat again."