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Chapter 85 Emperor Xiangxu(2/2)

"Are you Xue Pingzhao?"

Xue Bai said: "I really don't remember my life experience. What I can guarantee is that as long as the Prime Minister's Office has no ill intentions towards me, I will have no hatred in my heart. I have said this many times, and things are sometimes so simple."

Li Xiu smiled perfunctorily.

Since Xue Bai still refused to be honest, there was no need for him to stay any longer. However, when he stood up, he remembered Seventeenth Mother's earnest confession, so he stopped.

"If you can tell me honestly, maybe... the Right Prime Minister's Mansion can give you another chance to marry the Seventeenth Mother."

"I just said it, honestly. What I said is the truth."

Seeing how stubborn he was, Li Xiu turned around and smiled, and never looked back.

Xue Bai lowered his head and adjusted the bandage on his shoulder, thinking of the woman who called herself "Zong Xiaoxian".

He thought that he might have been able to cheat the marriage just now, but it was not necessary. He would have to make up for his lies every day in front of a narrow-minded person like Li Linfu. The support from the Right Prime Minister's Office was not much, but the backlash in the future was huge.

But I also remember that the little girl said, "You owe me a favor."

If she hadn't reminded him that day, Xue Bai would have been imprisoned in Dali Temple. If he had first confessed some evidence of Dong Gong's crimes, he might have been able to escape. But it is impossible to say how much suffering San Mu would have suffered.

He accepts this debt of gratitude...

"Mr. Lang?"

Xue Bai came back to his senses and saw Qing Lan standing in front of him, his face full of distress and concern.

"Sitting here injured, what are you thinking about?"

Xue Bai smiled and said: "I'm thinking that after getting rid of Youxiang Mansion, we can live better and better in the future."

Qinglan felt a little ashamed when she heard this, and thought to herself, "Mr. Lang said that 'we' want to spend time together."

The two of them walked out of the main hall and looked up. They saw the sky was clear and the sky was clear. Xue Bai couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

During the past period, he sometimes felt like an ant scurrying between people's fingers, but he still kept telling himself in his heart that it was a towering tree... Now it can sprout.

This is the spring when all things revive.

~~

February 16th.

This was the day when Ji Wen was demoted and sent out. He was about to go to Fanyang to take charge of the affairs. There was no one in Chang'an City to see him off, only the guards at the city gate gave him a few cold looks.

Looking back at Chang'an, he only felt that he had lost so miserably...

Xue Bai recovered from his injuries and enrolled in the Imperial College to prepare for the imperial examination.

When he presented the dominoes, Yang Yuyao asked him what reward he wanted to ask for from the saint. He thought for a long time and finally did not take the opportunity to ask for an official. Because even if he asked for it, he would only be an official. His ambition is not to be a magic chicken like Jia Chang. Boy, you should definitely owe this reward to save your life if something happens in the future.

Yang Wei has recently been trying to persuade the brave saint to discuss salt. He could have Xue Bai work under the curtain and then recommend him as an official. If this method fails, the official reputation will not be good at the beginning, so it is okay to leave.

Xue Bai is prepared for everything, and hopes to take the right path to become an official. It may seem troublesome at first, but it will be much easier in the future.

If you can pass the annual examination of the Imperial College this fall, you will be eligible to take the imperial examination next year. During this period, you should make up for your deficiencies in talent, calligraphy, reputation, etc.



The Imperial College is located to the west of Wubenfang, opposite Anshang City of the Imperial City. It occupies half a square, with a width of 350 steps from north to south and a length of 450 steps from east to west.

Now that the spring of the sixth year of Tianbao is approaching, many tribute students from various states and counties have arrived and settled in Wubenfang. On the long street, elegantly dressed men of all ages can be seen everywhere.

It's a good time to make friends.

"Xue Bai!"

From a distance, he saw Du Wulang waving to him at the gate of the Imperial College.

He shouted loudly, and several people immediately looked at them. Xue Bai was not afraid of people looking at him, and nodded to these future cronies.

"Grandpa said that everything has been arranged. We are supplementary students. We can just go directly to the Secretary of the Imperial College."

Although Du Wulang didn't like reading very much, he was still very fresh when he came here for the first time, so he led Xue Bai in through the side door.

First, we bypassed the Lu Shengren Palace where Confucius was enshrined, followed by a high-gate lobby, and then the four halls of "Guozi", "Guangwen", "Taixue" and "Four Gates".

They walked towards the Taixue Pavilion, and Du Wulang kept introducing them all the way.

"This Siye's name is Su Yuanming. It is said that he is quite talented. But do you know what is even more remarkable? Just recently, the famous Xielu Lang Zheng Qian was appointed as a doctor of Taixue."

"who is he?"

In fact, Du Wulang only heard about it yesterday, but he talked eloquently: "Dr. Zheng was a Jinshi before he was twenty years old. His attainments in poetry, calligraphy, and painting were so high that he was called the 'Three Wonders of Zheng Qian' by the saints. He is also good at military arts, medicine, Taoism, and miscellaneous studies. In short, he is very talented. Grandpa said that we have entered the Imperial College, and it is a blessing to have him teach us..."

~~

Imperial College, Imperial College.

Su Yuanming pushed open the door of the public room and saw Zheng Qian sitting on the desk looking at the papers. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Brother Chuting has been transferred to the Imperial Academy."

Zheng Qian was fifty-six years old at that time, with a long beard and extraordinary style. When he saw Su Yuanming come in, he immediately responded: "It will be convenient for you and me to drink from now on."

"Du Zimei must be in Chang'an in the next few days, and he should drink wine with his poems."

Zheng Qian responded with a smile, but his eyes never left the document in his hand.

Su Yuanming noticed his concentration and asked, "What is brother Chuting looking at?"

Zheng Qian handed over the scroll in his hand and said, "How about you take a look at this five-character poem?"

"The grass grows taller and brighter every year..."

Su Yuanming felt the extraordinaryness of this poem at just one glance. After reading it, when he looked at the name of the person who wrote the investment banking paper, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"It's him again."

"What does the weak man know about him?"

"The two new students who were recruited this time are both known for their filial piety. In the Tianbao Five Years case, Du Qi saved his father; not long ago, Xue Bai was running to pay off his father's debt. In addition, at the Shangyuan Banquet, Xue Bai was there That poem by Yu Qian is really good..."

Zheng Qian smiled, stroked his long gray beard and said nothing more.

After a while, someone outside the door said: "Students Xue Bai and Du Qi, please see the teacher."

When the two young men entered the room, before Su Yuanming could tell them apart, Zheng Qian's eyes had already fallen on Xue Bai. He might not have seen him before, after all, the difference in appearance between the two young men was obvious.

"I've met Dr. Zheng. Please say hello to Dr. Zheng."

After Xue Bai bowed solemnly, Zheng Qian smiled and said, "A student of Yan Qingchen's handwriting is so bad?"

"The student is dull and has just become a teacher."

"It doesn't matter, the future is long, don't be impatient about your studies." Zheng Qian said, closed his eyes, and added unconsciously, "No matter what your status was in the past, today you have entered the order of the emperor, and here you are just Student, do you understand?"

Xue Bai had a thought in his mind, wondering if he had any overtones, so he hurriedly bowed in response.

He vaguely felt that Zheng Qian might be here for him...
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