Thrown Into the Wolf’s Den! Zaizai Holds Space In His Hands To Survive the Disaster Year

Shen Ningning waited anxiously.

She looked at the shopkeeper intently and took out a thick stack of books from the bottom of the cabinet.

The shopkeeper rummaged around and finally said, "I found it. It's here, but..."

Before he finished speaking, Mo Lingwei had already taken it and handed it to the extremely excited Shen Ningning for personal inspection.

Shen Ningning's watery eyes were filled with great joy: "It's Ruyi's pattern, exactly the same!"

The lotus pattern depicted on this page of the booklet was all too familiar to her.

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

"this……"

The shopkeeper apologized and said, "It seems that the customer who originally 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 trembling. She stretched out her little hand and gently touched the name column.

The word "heart mother" is written very gracefully.

After time, the rice paper has turned slightly yellow, but the name signed by her mother is still clear.

Like the water of time rushing in, sparkling waves appeared in Shen Ningning's dark eyes.

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

The shopkeeper took a look and said: "That should be true. 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 paper, you give me a price."

The shopkeeper was stunned: "This, this doesn't work, sir. The lotus pattern will still be used in our shop in the future."

Mo Lingwei didn't talk nonsense to him and directly made an offer: "One thousand taels of silver."

The shopkeeper was in a dilemma: "Sir, you..."

Mo Lingwei interrupted, his voice clear and domineering: "Three thousand taels."

The shopkeeper was shocked. He came to his senses and said, "Sir, this is not about money. The booklet left by my master is not a simple pattern, but the craftsmanship inherited by our industry."

Mo Lingwei sighed: "I know."

He immediately turned his head and looked at the guard Wu Fang: "Go and find the prefect. All the craftsmanship in this shop is for the royal palace."

The shopkeeper almost dislocated his jaw.

His small silver shop actually has the ability to become a special gift for the royal family?

Shen Ningning wiped away her tears and said hurriedly: "Brother, there is no need to mobilize people like this, I only need to 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 to others.

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

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

He looked at Mo Lingwei, the shock in his eyes still not gone.

No wonder he felt that the young master and the little girl looked noble, and seemed to be nobles in the palace.

"I can understand the young master's mood, but I know my craftsmanship well. Being a royal servant is indeed a good thing, but I really can't take on a big responsibility."

The shopkeeper looked at Shen Ningning: "Little Miss, do you think it would be a good idea to tear off the name part of this piece of paper, and I will give it to you directly without asking for your money, is that possible?"

Mo Lingwei felt satisfied.

This shopkeeper is a smart man. He knows that even if he becomes a royal servant, compared with the skilled craftsmen in the palace, his qualifications are mediocre.

Moreover, the concubines and ladies in the palace are not easy to serve.

Rather than being punished for his crime then, it is better to sell these two noble people a favor now.

Shen Ningning's eyes were filled with surprise: "Really? Well, I can't ask for you in vain."

She immediately went to dig into her purse to get the money.

Mo Lingwei held her hand: "As long as I'm here, you don't need to pay."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Fang took out a thousand taels of silver notes and placed them on the shopkeeper's table.

The shopkeeper was flattered and quickly took over, 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 message: "Thank you, uncle shopkeeper, I have never met my mother, and this is the first time I have seen her handwriting."

After she left, the shopkeeper of Yinlou could not recover for a long time.

I couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "This little girl's background is really pitiful, but why does she look familiar? She looks like the lucky girl I saw that day..."

In the carriage.

Shen Ningning kept holding the note and read it again and again.

The words "Xin Niang" were almost imprinted on her heart.

Mo Lingwei always had a smile on his thin lips, and he did not disturb the little guy's peace.

Although the words were on the paper, the moment Shen Ningning touched them, it was as if she had touched her fingertips with her mother a few years ago across time.

The little guy sniffed and choked with watery black eyes: "This is the closest I've ever been to my mother."

Mo Lingwei reassured: "Don't be too sad. I will take you into the palace to find Concubine Rong. Since the shopkeeper said this is a happy couple, Concubine Rong must know who the beloved is."

Shen Ningning threw herself into his arms and put her little hands around Mo Lingwei's neck.

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

Mo Lingwei froze, then sneered, his thin dark eyes filled with love.

"Thank me for nothing. Didn't you help me a lot? Life is boring, but finding your parents 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 he was looking for Concubine Rong, the eldest maid was full of apologies.

"I'm really sorry, Your Highness. Due to the cold weather, the empress contracted the cold and didn't sleep all night. She just drank medicine before going to bed."

Mo Lingwei stared: "Are you sick?"

The eldest maid 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 eldest palace maid smiled and said: "The princess's words will be conveyed to you by your servant."

Mo Lingwei took Shen Ningning's little hand and said, "Let's go sit in Zichen Palace."

The eldest palace maid took them directly to the palace gate and returned to the palace after they were no longer visible.

In the hall, the purple gauze curtain blocks most of the light, and the room is filled with the misty fragrance of medicine.

The eldest palace maid stepped lightly, walked around the mica screen and walked to the inner room. On the bed, sitting on the bed was a beauty with black hair and white skin.

"Empress, His Highness the Crown Prince has left with Princess Funing." The eldest maid said.

Concubine Rong on the bed looked gloomy and her lips were a little pale.

She glanced slightly sideways: "What do they think they are coming to do with me?"

"I didn't say it." The eldest palace maid shook her head: "But I heard that the Crown Prince's people recently went to Leng Palace to investigate Qing He."

Concubine Rong closed her eyes and pressed her eyebrows: "This person has passed away, what is there to find out? I am exhausted, please step back."

"By the way, Princess Funing's canonization ceremony should be coming soon. You can open a private treasury and give her the poetry collection "Flower Dream" that I personally copied, along with the original copy."

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

After opening it, I found the well-preserved poetry collection inside. One copy was copied by Concubine Rong, and the other was the original copy.

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

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

Time flies and half a month passes.

On the first day of October, the examination for the Chinese Academy of Sciences officially begins.

Shen Ningning came by 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 Chinese Academy of Sciences.

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

"Wow," she whispered in surprise, and said to Lu Shaoyuan: "There are so many people taking the exam, it's so stressful."

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

Lu Shaoyuan laughed: "Don't be afraid, there are many people who have no skills at all and just come to see the world. After all, the threshold of the Chinese Academy of Sciences is too high, and ordinary people will not be able to get in in their lifetime."

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

Four masters appeared with six book boys and nurses.

The leader of the ceremony, a man with a slender beard and a serious smile, said: "Separate men and women, and line up in rows on the left and right to enter."

Shen Ningning quickly followed the ladies to stand on the right side. Everyone had to hand in their name certificates and a letter of recommendation signed by the local county magistrate or prefect 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, he stretched out his hand: "Where is your money?"

Shen Ningning was stunned.

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