The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 493

Chapter 493: 250 Sister Control (Update 1)_3

Chapter 493: 250 Sister Control (Update 1)_3

“Alright!”

Gu Jiao came out of the small courtyard with a big bundle, she carefully explained to him what was in it for Xue Ningxiang, what was for Dean Li, and what was for Luo Lizheng.

In the end, she also gave Zhou Erzhuang a bundle of sustenance money.

Zhou Erzhuang hastily refused: “You’ve given me enough already. I can’t take your money anymore! Besides, I’m on a mission this time, and Vice-General Hu gave me some silver!”

And quite a bit it was.

That was thanks to Gu Changqing, though Vice-General Hu didn’t let him know.

He insisted on not accepting it, and Gu Jiao didn’t force him: “Okay, take care on the road.”

“Ah! I’m off then!”

Zhou Erzhuang suddenly felt very fortunate that he had never bullied Jiaojiao when they were kids, as he was able to meet her face to face without any guilt. It was just… rather unexpected.

Zhou Erzhuang, even after having gone far, couldn’t help but look back a couple of times.

The Guozijian didn’t have any holidays these days, but those who were to take part in the Palace Examination rarely attended their classes, preferring to rest and recuperate at home or in their dorms instead.

The content of the Palace Examination wasn’t too extensive, only testing one or two subjects, it would not be harder than the previous exams, the outcome largely depended on political factional struggles and the Emperor’s preferences.

At this point, everyone was well aware of their own capabilities, cramming at the last minute wouldn’t be of much use, it was better to relax and maintain a healthy state of mind.

Xiao Liulang didn’t attend classes at the Guozijian either, he only went to pick up the child when school was over.

This afternoon, the Mongolian Studies class was a football lesson, there was a small football match which dragged the class a bit longer than usual. By the time the child came out, it was already getting dark.

Xiao Liulang looked at the sweaty child and handed him a handkerchief with distaste, “Wipe it yourself.”

The little one pouted, “Jiaojiao always wipes it for me!”

Xiao Liulang: “…”

Xiao Liulang: “Wipe it yourself.”

The little one whimpered, “I’m tired, so tired!”