"Zhi'er, take these eggs to eat on the road."
"And bring this dried meat too. Don't let yourself go hungry."
"Put this silver away properly. Your mother also sewed five taels of silver into the lining of your clothes."
Early in the morning, outside Fang Yue's home.
Chen Shi fussed over Fang Yue as she packed his luggage, stuffing in two newly made sets of clothes. The rest was silver and all manner of food.
During dinner yesterday, Fang Yue had explained that he planned to head to Xiahe County Town.
He also said that he would stay in Xiahe County Town for a while this time, hoping to watch this year's Imperial Martial Candidate examination and broaden his horizons.
The moment Chen Shi heard that, she and Father Fang stayed up the entire night.
They bustled about the house, packing things for Fang Yue.
It could be said that they brought out every one of their eighteen martial arts in the kitchen, preparing all sorts of food and drink.
They were terrified that Fang Yue might not eat well. What if he lost weight?
"Zhi'er, how about we wait until next year before taking the examination?"
Just as Fang Yue was about to leave, Chen Shi suddenly spoke.
Not only was Fang Yue stunned, but Father Fang, his elder brother Fang Cheng, and his elder sister Fang Lan all looked at Chen Shi in disbelief.
Chen Shi had always treated Fang Yue wonderfully, and she had always placed great hopes on him.
Whenever she chatted with people in the village, she would say that her son Fang Yue was the Martial Star descended from the heavens, that he would surely become an Imperial Martial Candidate someday, rise above the rest, and bring glory to his ancestors.
But now that