Meng Zhaojun was thinking to herself at this time. No wonder those who liked to stand high and look down upon the crowd below feel so proud, just like the high-ranking and wealthiest viewing the commoners.
The sense of pride within them, born of wealth, and the dignity displayed by their status, were things some dared not even dream of, whereas others could acquire them with a mere gesture.
Meng Zhaojun stood quietly beside Tang Shunyan, reflecting silently. She too would have to strive harder in her future life. In a place like the Capital, there were more opportunities.
"Tang Shunyan, will you go to the Capital City Academy to study in the future?"
Tang Shunyan did not turn to look at Meng Zhaojun, but pondered upon her question. Would he go to the Capital City Academy to study when he grew up?
Just like his father, he would spend a few years studying in the Capital, and, when there was time, he would go to manage the family's businesses there.
