After Rebirth, I Became the Treacherous Minister Black Moonlight

Chapter 133 Pressing the bed

Governor's Mansion.

Lu Yuan was sitting in the study, quietly reading the book in his hand.

Opposite him, stood the respectful Zheng Siye.

Even though he was respectful on the outside, he didn't care in his heart.

Who knew that the Governor was not good at writing or martial arts? He was obviously not a scholar, but he always appeared in front of him as if he couldn't let go of the scroll.

If he really loved studying so much, why didn't he enter the Imperial College back then? Didn't get the top score in the exam?

Zheng Siye was a Jinshi for three years in Chong'an. He always looked down upon Lu Yuan, who was born in a wild family. However, Lu Yuan rose to the top and dominated the entire court in a few years.

Later, he joined Lu Yuan, and he rose from a small ninth-grade Xuezheng position to his current position as a fourth-grade secretary. It can be said that he soared into the sky.

In the Imperial College, the only person with a higher official position than him was Jijiu.

"Grand Governor, I heard that Lin Jijiu has close contacts with many officials and is suspected of bribery, mostly for the admission quota of the Imperial College. If we can seize the opportunity to seize Lin Jijiu's handle, we can bring him down! By then, the Imperial College will be in the hands of the Governor!"

After Zheng Siye finished speaking excitedly, Lu Yuan didn't see any reaction, so he called out tentatively, "Grand Governor?"

Lu Yuan turned over a page of the book and said calmly: "Have I made you troublesome?"

Zheng Siye was stunned: "Grand Governor, Lin Jijiu is stubborn and has refused your attempts many times. As long as he is around, the Imperial College will not be able to obey your orders!"

Lu Yuan said calmly: "Isn't there you, Zheng Siye?"

Zheng Siye was startled, and said with a smile: "Well... naturally, the lower official will be loyal to the governor, and is willing to do his best for the governor! However, the lower official is just a clerk, not as powerful as the one who offers wine, the lower official I just want to clear the way for the Governor.”

Lu Yan read the book and said casually: "Do you want to clear the way for me, or do you want to serve as a sacrificial wine for yourself?"

Zheng Siye's mind was exposed, his face turned pale, and he quickly raised his hands and saluted: "I don't dare!"

Lu Yuan said calmly: "Go back and be your boss."

"yes!"

Zheng Siye broke into a cold sweat.

After Zheng Siye left, Lu Yuan finished reading the book in his hand. He felt it was boring and put the book on the table: "Yu Zichuan."

Yu Zichuan was sitting on the roof polishing his bow. Hearing this, he flew down and rushed into the study room and asked him, "What are you doing?"

Lu Yuan raised an eyebrow and glanced at him: "Call you."

After that, he left without looking back.

Ikukochuan, who was interrupted from the process of wiping his bow, suddenly turned dark, returned to the roof, and started wiping from the beginning in frustration.

After a while, Lu Yuan walked back, looked at him and asked, "Your surname is also Yu. Are you related to the Yu family in Youzhou?"

Yu Zichuan: "No."

The process of wiping the bow was interrupted again!

I have to wipe it all over again!

Lu Yuan walked out of the yard with a smile on his lips.

This time he really left.

Tinglan Garden is Baoshu's courtyard, and the wedding courtyard is next door. After a long day of work, the wedding bed was finally placed in the wedding room.

The maids swept the entire room and wiped the corners of the bed several times. It was so clean that not a speck of dust could be touched.

But what’s shocking is not how clean the bed is, but how wonderfully crafted it is. Every carving is perfect, exquisite, simple, grand, and at the same time vaguely elegant and mysterious.

Everyone seemed to be able to see the bride in her wedding dress, sitting quietly on the bed, wearing a red hijab, looking forward to her husband with joy and a little shyness.

No one in the Dudu Mansion said a word.

Even Cen Guanshi, a great butler with countless treasures, was shocked to the point of being speechless.

Aunt Li felt proud, finally it was not like she had never seen the world before. "Pretty, beautiful."

Baoshu climbed onto the bed on her hands and knees.

"Um, I want it too!"

Tan'er also went to crawl, but Shangguan Lingti slipped back.

Shangguan Ling pointed at Bao Zhuzhu and said, "What she calls a bed press, what are you going to do?"

In the Zhou Dynasty, there is a custom of pressing the bed before the wedding. The date of the wedding is not fixed. Some are the day before the wedding, and some can be held for a few more days.

Tan'er said: "You have to press the bed too!"

Shangguan Ling was laughed at by her: "The people on the bed are all four or five-year-old babies. They can't be too young. How old are you?"

Tan'er said confidently: "Five years old!"

Shangguan Ling: "..."

In the end, Tan'er was not able to sleep on Meng Qianqian's wedding bed, and could only watch Bao Zhuzhu rolling around on the bed, one after another.

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Tan'er's teeth were itching with envy: "Bao Zhuzhu!"

Baozhuzhu lay down on the bed leisurely. I don't know who he learned from, but he actually crossed his legs with great air.

Everyone's mouth twitched.

My child, you are really not afraid of being beaten by your father.

Manager Cen said from the bottom of his heart: "This is a real Qiangong bed. I have lived half my life and have never seen such a superb workmanship. I'm afraid no one can buy it with eight thousand taels of silver. No, I have money." I can’t buy it either, Miss Meng is really interested.”

Lu Yuan looked at the kid with his legs crossed on his wedding bed and snorted: "I'll beat him next time."

The next day, Yu Li received the admission documents from the Imperial College.

Yu Li couldn't believe that he was actually admitted to the Imperial College, just like in a dream.

Meng Qianqian first accompanied him to the Imperial College to pick up books and clothes. Since Yu Li was admitted to the Hall of Justice, one of the six halls of the Imperial College, he would be admitted to the Imperial College in the future.

Unless he goes to the foreign class of the Imperial College, the teaching of the foreign class is different from that of the sixth class.

Fortunately, the Imperial College has a three-day holiday every month, so the students can go home.

Yu Li said shyly: "Cousin, I...I don't know how to thank you."

Meng Qianqian smiled: "My cousin got into the exam based on his own ability. Why do you want to thank me?"

When Meng Qianqian went to see Mrs. Lin for help, Mrs. Lin told her that her old-fashioned family was much stricter than the masters in the Imperial College. He took the exam alone, which seemed like an opportunity, but was much more difficult.

Yu Li scratched his head: "I still have to thank you."

In the afternoon, Yu sent someone to invite Yu Li to a teahouse.

Mrs. Yu once again mentioned the matter of letting him move to the Hou Mansion: "The Marquis personally agreed to let Xie Yan teach you your homework, and he will also find the most famous academy for you. You will study with the Master during the day and Xie Yan at night. This is a rare opportunity, don’t be ignorant.”

Yu Li said: "Aunt, thank you and uncle for your kindness, but thanks to my cousin, I already have a place to study."

Yu frowned and said: "She found it for you? She doesn't know a word herself, so where can she find a good place for you to study? The academies in the capital are mixed, don't listen to the hype of some people, in fact, under her There aren’t many students at all. Is it a low-class private school? I’m afraid there aren’t even a lot of disciples!”

Yu Li: "It's the Imperial College."

"What does she know? Don't let her delay you...wait, you just said...the Imperial College?"

Yu Shi reacted belatedly.

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Yu Li put the document with the seal of the Imperial College on the table, looked at her steadily, and said seriously: "Zhengyi Hall, I will enter the school tomorrow."

Isn't it early today?