Although Du Chunhua is a girl from a mountain village, she is diligent and proficient in doing laundry, cooking and housework.

Having two people waiting by his side made Li Xiuyuan extra worry-free.

As for making friends and attending literati gatherings like an ordinary scholar, he was not very interested, lest he meet that ordinary-looking scholar again and that young man from Hedong, Ye Huaian, and he would be ruined by that time.

Mood.

Let’s talk about everything after taking the scholar exam.

But the peaceful days were not over for many days.

About five days later.

Li Xiuyuan played with the big gun in the yard as usual in the morning and shot a bow to ensure that his muscles and bones were not lazy, and then went into the study to practice calligraphy.

"Tranquility reaches far."

He wrote these four characters on the rice paper.

"Xiaodie, look, how does my strength compare with the past few days?"

Xiaodie was grinding ink aside, her bright eyes moved at this moment, and she said with a smile: "Young master's writing skills are amazing, no matter what he writes, it looks good, and it is much better than the past few days."

"Haha, you know how to flatter me. This calligraphy has to be taken to the examination room. It's not okay if you don't write it well." Li Xiuyuan shook his head and smiled, but continued to practice calligraphy.

But then again, he did feel that his handwriting was much better than the previous few days.
Chapter completed!