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Song Ci quickly went to the railing and instructed the people attending to her, "Have the flowers and wallets been prepared?"
"Madam, everything is ready."
"That’s good, when people co, throw them hard. For now, everyone hold onto a flower." Song Ci said with a big smile.
Madam Wei glanced at the basket of colorful flowers and wallets beside her, and fell silent for a mont.
How can this old lady have more fun than the youngsters!
But seeing the top scholar parade is a joyful occasion, especially since soone she knows is part of it, the third place scholar!
Madam Wei also moved next to Song Ci and looked towards the east end of the street. She saw a handso young man leading on a tall horse, wearing a laurel crown and a bright smile, waving to the people, causing many to scream and continuously throw wallets and flowers.
Song Ci clicked her tongue in amazent.
"Even the top celebrities are just like this," she said, casually leaning on the railing, "Cui Changxiao may not be the top scholar, but he managed to get the third place."
"The Cui family’s children are indeed outstanding," Madam Wei also sighed.
Here they co, here they co.
Song Ci saw them approaching and imdiately said, "Little ones, throw."
From the balcony, a rush of flowers and wallets flew towards Cui Changxiao and Yan Zisheng, much more enthusiastically than before.
Yan Zisheng caught a wallet aid at his face, looked up, and saw Wang Qiuman’s smiling, peach-blossom-like face, and couldn’t help but smile too, clutching the wallet in his hand.
Their eyes t.
Both recalled the words they said when they first t.
"I promised you a crown of glory."
"You did it."
Wang Qiuman gently bit her lip, the smile reaching her eyes.
Cui Changxiao caught a bundle of golden osmanthus, looked up, and saw Song Ci’s chrysanthemum-like smiling face full of creases.
Song Ci: The author always stabs at my sore wounds.
Cui Changxiao bowed to Song Ci with clasped hands and said loudly, "Live up to the beautiful tis, and the future is promising."
Song Ci was montarily stunned.
Imdiately, the scholars behind heard this, looked over, recognized Song Ci, and also bowed with clasped hands.
In the public square, who among the participating scholars hadn’t heard a few words from Song Ci? The first one was that to get rich, you should first build roads, and provinces all over the country have started to implent this.
And then there’s the blessing she said, which has deeply touched people.
"Ten years of hard study, unrecognized, fa achieved overnight. "
Isn’t this exactly them right now?
The newly succeeded scholars, looking at the admiring and respectful gazes around them, felt their eyes gradually warm.
So, the crowd said another sentence thanking Song Ci for her blessing.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.
Whether upstairs or downstairs, all eyes were on Song Ci.
Song Ci was filled with emotion, "I really am the main character brought to life in this world."
At last, she enjoyed a bit of the spotlight that a transmigrated heroine deserves, with everyone’s eyes entwined with her, a halo above her head.
Madam Wei was baffled, what was this main character nonsense, Your Majesty?
In the adjacent teahouse, a group of young gentlen in one of the private rooms heard the scholars’ words, and all turned their eyes onto a certain gentleman feigning calmness.
Song Zhiyu chuckled, "Don’t look at , my mother is just that charismatic, having her admirers."
In his heart, however, he thought, "Mother is too fearso, making it hard for her incapable son to live."
"If Lady Song weren’t so insightful, she couldn’t have raised soone like the Pri Minister. But Song Si, why haven’t you learned even a bit from your mother and elder brother?" Soone teased lazily.
Song Zhiyu glanced sideways, "If you have sothing to say, say it directly. No need to beat around the bush. Everyone here is the sa, all of us are frivolous sons of wealthy families, none more noble than the other. Fan Qi, what are you showing off for here?"
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