Chapter ninety-eight is nothing more than a champion
deep inside the Zhong Mansion, a beautiful figure is wandering among the pavilions. It is the eldest lady of the Zhong family.
A little distracted, wandering around among the pavilions and pavilions, my heart has already followed the person I miss to the palace.
Her family has told her that the auspicious date has been set. In one month, she will officially marry her, and the other party has agreed, which means that she will become a real wife in one month.
“Sister!” A figure suddenly jumped out and shouted.
“Ah!” Zhong Ruochen was startled, clutching his chest and looking pale with shock. When he saw it was his sister, he became angry and punched her several times.
Wen Ruowei quickly ran away, escaped to the outside of the railing, twisted his buttocks, and waved a few pieces of paper in his hand to his sister in the corridor, "Sister, I got something good. If you hit me again, I won't do it."
Let me show you."
Zhong Ruochen didn't climb over the railing as shamelessly as she did. He also knew that he couldn't catch up, so he had to give up and asked, "What are you holding in your hand?"
Wen Ruowei hehe, "My parents didn't let me follow my brother-in-law to watch the examination. If I don't want to read it, I won't read it. Anyway, I got someone to copy the answers to my brother-in-law's examination." He shook his head and swung the things in his hands, "Sister,
Do you want to see it?"
Zhong Ruochen’s eyes lit up.
These days, the sweetness in her heart is indescribable when she hears all kinds of people praising her future husband's talents as unparalleled in the world.
Even she felt that she had waited all these years in vain. The person she was destined to have turned out to be so outstanding. You should know that others praised her as "unparalleled in the world"!
Unparalleled in the world, what a talent this must be.
She is also a scholarly woman who likes writing. In fact, she has long wanted to see her future husband's perfect score in Huiyuan's answer sheet, and she is eager to see it.
That kind of mood is incomprehensible to outsiders. It is a feeling similar to "seeing a word as a face", and it can avoid the embarrassment of a real meeting. I want to understand through words what kind of person my future husband is and how unique his talent is.
But she had to behave like a lady. After all, she was not officially married yet, so she was embarrassed to ask for something written by a man, especially after learning that she was going to marry him.
At this time, I heard that my sister had it on her hand, and my heart really warmed up, so I reached out and asked for it, "Weiwei, show me."
In front of her sister, she doesn't need to hide anything.
Wen Ruowei looked like I knew it, shook the thing in his hand, and said proudly: "I can give it to you, sister, you have to get some benefits in exchange."
Zhong Ruochen was a little impatient, "Don't make trouble, Weiwei, give it to me quickly, or I'll get angry."
Wen Ruowei immediately put the things behind his back, "Hey, you asked me for something and you dared to threaten me. If you don't give me a favor, right? If you don't give it, I won't show it to you."
Zhong Ruochen was annoyed and immediately walked out of the corridor and went to get it himself.
Wen Ruowei immediately bit the thing on his hand, turned around and climbed directly to the rockery, regardless of the fact that he was wearing a skirt.
At last the person stood on the rockery, looking down triumphantly.
Zhong Ruochen is a lady, how can she climb a mountain in a skirt? She lost her temper and had to give in: "What do you want?"
Wen Ruowei had obviously planned this for a long time and immediately blurted out: "Let my brother-in-law write a poem for me!"
Zhong Ruochen immediately turned around and left. She didn't even dare to meet that person, so how could she have the nerve to ask for a poem?
Wen Ruowei immediately shouted: "Not now, but in the future. Aren't you going to marry him in a month? After you marry him, how about you talk to your brother-in-law again?"
If this is the case, Zhong Ruochen stopped, hesitated a little, turned around and said angrily: "I don't know if they will agree."
Wen Ruowei: "Sister, as long as you ask for it for me, if my brother-in-law refuses, then I have nothing to say."
Zhong Ruochen was puzzled, “What do you want his poem to be about?”
Wen Ruowei immediately squatted on the rockery and said condescendingly, "Sister, you don't know, right? Nowadays, many people want to ask for a poem from their brother-in-law. Every day, people come to their parents, hoping to ask for a poem from their brother-in-law. You are
I don’t know, but someone offered me a price of thirty thousand taels, just for a poem inscribed by my brother-in-law.
Nowadays, many people outside are proud of being able to get autographed poems with full marks, which are rare in a century. They can sell them for high prices. My mother is already laughing from ear to ear. She said that my brother-in-law can do whatever he wants just by selling poems.
I casually bought a big house in the capital, but my father rejected all of them. My father said that the imperial examination is the most important thing, don't let these messy things interfere with my brother-in-law's preparation for the exam. You see, if I can get a poem by my brother-in-law, I can put it out.
Go, that would be so honorable."
Zhong Ruochen reached up and said, "Take it down."
Wen Ruowei's eyes lit up, "Sister, did you agree?"
“Forget it if I don’t give it.” Zhong Ruochen turned around and left.
"Here, give, give, if you say so I will take it as your promise." Wen Ruowei quickly climbed down, already dirty, and ran to his sister to present the pieces of paper.
As soon as he got the things, Zhong Ruochen immediately turned around and returned to the corridor, leaned on the armrest chair, sorted out the threads of several pieces of paper, smoothed out the wrinkles, and the poem came into view. He read it once and was fascinated.
He murmured repeatedly, "Chaotian Que... once he entered the King's Palace, he lost his name before and after his death. Once... he lost his name before and after his death... Chaotian Que..." He murmured, as if he was crazy.
“Oh, sister, I heard that this poem caused a sensation in the whole capital. I heard that many people cried bitterly outside the Gongyuan. Many people said that my brother-in-law will become famous all over the world..."
In the palace examination room, the four bachelors who were invigilating the examination turned their heads from time to time to look at Yu Qing, who was sitting in the first place.
Most of the candidates have basically started to write, and many have even started writing for a while, but the Gongbang Huiyuan is still sitting there indifferently, sitting quietly with his eyes closed, as if he is concentrating.
Several bachelors have the urge to go over and remind him. They want to tell him that this is a palace examination. One question determines the outcome. You are only given one hour. The examination does not allow you to take the test for several days. You have to consider the cost of time.
In fact, Yu Qing was anxious inside, but he had no choice. The junior uncle had not responded yet, so he could only wait, fearing that it would not look good if he stared at him, so he had to close his eyes and think.
He had already thought about it in his heart. If something unexpected happened and his junior uncle failed to send the answer in time, he would rather hand in a blank paper than write something embarrassing. The reason was that he felt that he had limited ink in his stomach and would prepare for the coming year.
Re-examination.
As for the full score Huiyuan said, he couldn’t care less about the impact of handing in a blank paper if he had limited ink in his stomach. He would force his way out first...
In a quiet house near the imperial city, Zhou Xinyuan hurriedly came out of the study and went directly to the yard. He found the place where his footprints had been left. After resetting his feet, he looked at the nearly thousand-word poem in his hand and thought that he wanted to
I couldn't help but sigh when I did something.
The reason why Linglongguan is hidden from the world is because of the special skills he practices. It is secondary to attracting attempts to take advantage of him. The important thing is that it is easy to violate taboos, which may cause public anger and lead to encirclement and suppression. Therefore, there are restrictions in the sect rules.
, there are some things that cannot be done, otherwise once exposed, the consequences will be disastrous. For example, using Linglong Guan Kung Fu to cheat in the imperial examination is absolutely not allowed.
However, now, neither the leader of Linglongguan nor his junior uncle mentioned the sect rules. They both did things that violated the sect rules even though they knew it was against the sect rules. It seemed that there were no such things as sect rules.
But then again, the sect rules that currently govern the inner disciples are what he and Yu Qing decide.
He silently apologized to his late master and senior brother in his heart, and continued to do whatever he had to do. He listened intently, his ear wheels trembling slightly. After confirming Yu Qing's location again, he began to whisper in a low voice, "Answer."
I’m ready to write it down. From now on, I will recite it repeatedly until the end of the palace examination..."
Yu Qing, who had closed his eyes in the palace to meditate, suddenly opened his eyes, quickly took action, picked up a pen, dipped it in ink, put it on the paper, and quickly wrote a draft.
Several bachelors who were invigilating the examination noticed his behavior one after another. They counted the time and had to make a draft and copy it again. They were really afraid that he would not be able to complete the answer sheet in time.
However, as I looked at it, I realized that I might have been worrying too much.
Yu Qing taught them what it meant to finish the work in one go, without stopping to write a draft.
After several academicians stared and observed for a while, they looked at each other and realized that there is indeed something extraordinary about extraordinary people. It was estimated that all the careful consideration before had turned into the writing of the pen at this moment...
At the end of the day, a violent whipping sound suddenly sounded inside the palace gate.
In the carriage outside the paddock, Mr. and Mrs. Zhong, who were hiding from the sun, ran out to watch again.
The people at the scene were no longer so crowded. Those who joined in the fun did not want to suffer. The rest were either people who picked up people, those who had regrets in their hearts, or those who watched the fun just for the fun of it.
As expected, after the whip was sounded, the Gongshimen who took part in the palace examination came out, and the leader was still Yu Qing.
After the old eunuch led them out of the palace gate, he stepped aside and bowed to see them off.
Out of the forbidden area, a group of tribute soldiers were all relieved no matter how they passed the test.
Xu Fei and Zhan Muchun both wanted to come up to Yu Qing to say hello, but Yu Qing didn't want to stay for a moment, was too lazy to greet everyone, and strode away.
Seeing him coming, the Zhong family members immediately waved their hands outside the paddock to indicate that they were here.
Yu Qingren had just walked to the edge of the paddock when someone outside suddenly shouted loudly, "Has Mr. Huiyuan ever been married? A certain family has a small birthrate. Their daughter is in her prime and is good-looking. I would like to betrothed to Mr. Huiyuan!"
This sound caused a burst of laughter, and immediately aroused Wen Jianhui's face full of hostility. When the prospective son-in-law arrived, he immediately rushed Yu Qing to get in the car, not wanting Yu Qing to show up outside more.
After sitting down in the car, Wen Jianhui asked with concern: "Shiheng, you must be very tired from the palace exam, right?"
Yu Qing: “It’s okay.”
Zhong Su asked: "How do you feel about yourself on the test?"
Yu Qing didn't know how he did in the exam. Anyway, he carefully read Mr. Ming's answers this time. Well, he still thought he could understand it, so he copied it anyway. At this time, he could only sigh, "It doesn't matter.
It’s nothing more than getting the top score in the exam!”
For him, nothing is worse than getting a perfect score.
What he said was the truth that came from his feelings, but Wen Jianhui heard it and covered her mouth with a smile. She found that powerful people spoke differently, and getting the top prize in the exam was nothing more than a top prize.
It seems that if my son-in-law has the ability to say such things, it would be like arrogance if it were someone else.