Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

Huang Bingcheng strolled the streets for half an hour, drank two taels of wine in the middle, and then returned to the original place leisurely.

He found that the carriage was gone. If it was not unexpected, it should not be waiting for him.

Huang Bingcheng did not care, turned around and walked towards the mansion. Anyway, the master should be satisfied with this wave.

In fact, Shen Wuming was indeed very satisfied.

The relationship between him and Cao Zhuyu has always been in a close but not ambiguous state.

As for how deep the love is, Shen Wuming may not be able to say for sure. Anyway, the eight-inch man is more than 20 centimeters.

But there is no doubt that Cao Zhuyu is definitely one of his most trusted people, almost on par with his wife and Song Nanzhu.

"Now there is a problem..."

Back in the mansion, Shen Wuming held three boxes in his arms, which were the imperial edict and the emperor's reward.

But he did not enter the house, but wandered outside the door of the courtyard. For a while, he didn't know how to face his wife.

Although his wife had said before that as long as he won the top prize, he would enjoy the happiness of all the women.

But now, before taking the provincial exam, she has already kissed, hugged and lifted Cao Zhuyu up.

"No, what are you doing? You've been walking here for a long time, but you haven't gone in yet."

Song Nanzhu's voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Shen Wuming was shocked.

Looking back, it was her and her wife walking in from outside.

"No... nothing." Shen Wuming's eyes were a little erratic, but he quickly calmed himself down.

Song Nanzhu looked at him suspiciously, "Your eyeballs are moving, there must be something you are hiding from us."

Shen Wuming glanced at him, "I'm a living person, isn't it normal for my eyeballs to move?"

Song Nanzhu snorted and didn't continue to ask. She has been repeating what Youyi said recently.

You can't get angry all the time, otherwise it will be annoying.

"Okay, I'm just asking."

Song Nanzhu softened his tone, "How was the welcome party for Sun Taishou today? Did they make things difficult for you?"

"Yes, husband." Chu Youyi walked forward and gently embraced his arm, with a fragrant smell.

My wife is still the best, always fragrant and soft.

"Don't worry, your husband is a nobody, a mere Taishou, he can be manipulated at will."

Shen Wuming smiled, and then told what happened in the restaurant.

Hearing that Sun Qun was humiliated in front of Cao Zhuyu and Pei Zian, both of them were very happy and laughed softly.

Song Nanzhu couldn't help but nod, "That Lord Cao is finally useful."

She has always disliked Cao Zhuyu, mainly because of her figure, which always made her feel inferior.

Now she was still very happy to hear Cao Zhuyu humiliated Sun Qun.

After all, Wuming is her best friend, and he can't suffer outside.

Chu Youyi also nodded, "It's right to let Lord Cao and Zi'an accompany you."

"What happened next? Did the governor Sun do anything else?"

Shen Wuming smiled, "Later, he wanted to test me, but the imperial edict came before the test..."

The two girls were shocked to learn that Shen Wuming had actually received an imperial edict and was also canonized as the Prince of Yong'an County.

"Is it true?"

Song Nanzhu slapped Shen Wuming on the shoulder, "You were actually canonized? What did you do?"

Shen Wuming shrugged, "It's probably the article published in the court newspaper before, and the imperial edict didn't make it clear."

"Here, you can see it." Shen Wuming shook the boxes in his hand, and Song Nanzhu opened them quickly.

Chu Youyi smiled softly, without questioning, but just held Shen Wuming's arm slightly hard.

Holding his arms to her chest, a soft squeeze came immediately.

"I knew that my husband was the best. He was conferred a title at a young age and he has unparalleled talent!"

Chu Youyi is always like this. No matter what time it is, she always trusts Shen Wuming the most.

The more this happens, the more guilty Shen Wuming feels.

My wife is so good, but he is still doing it with Zhuyu behind his back...

"Really?"

Song Nanzhu opened the box and took out the silk scroll with white jade as the axis. Every word was just as Shen Wuming said.

There are also bright red imperial seals and Zhongshu Menxia seals on it, which are blessed by the country's destiny.

This cannot be faked.

And no one has the courage to do this.

"Is it possible for me to lie to you?"

Shen Wuming hugged the box with one hand, interlocked his fingers with Chu Youyi, and smiled and replied.

Song Nanzhu looked at the imperial edict over and over again, and was really happy for Shen Wuming.

After all, the title of Yong'an County Master is not worth much, but she still knows the value of being conferred a title at a young age.

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside, followed by Butler Wu and a middle-aged man coming over.

The middle-aged man had a visible look of anxiety on his face, and he was walking quickly, almost running.

Song Nanzhu looked back, "Uncle Zhao, why are you here?"

The middle-aged man strode forward, "Miss, it's bad, something bad has happened to the general."

As soon as these words came out, Song Nanzhu's face changed drastically, and Chu Youyi couldn't help but hold Shen Wuming's hand tightly.

"What's going on?" Song Nanzhu asked hurriedly.

"The general was arrested, and the people above said that he colluded with foreign enemies and sold military equipment..."

Then, the middle-aged man vomited out everything like a bamboo tube pouring beans.

In short.

Song Nanzhu's father, Song Huai'en, was the governor of Cangzhou and also belonged to the Dingzhou Governor's Office.

Three days ago, Song Huai'en suddenly arranged for his men to escort a large number of military equipment out of the camp, and then all those men disappeared.

The Dingzhou Governor's Office investigated and found that those men were not from the army, but had smuggled from Yan State.

The Dingzhou Governor personally interrogated Song Huai'en, but Song Huai'en claimed that he was unaware of it.

This move angered the governor, who ordered him to be detained and sent to the capital to be executed on a chosen day.

"Dad..."

After hearing this, Song Nanzhu screamed, staggered, and almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Shen Wuming was quick and grabbed her arm, but she looked pale and had no color.

"Dad..."

Song Nanzhu felt that his head was in a mess, and it took a long time before he finally calmed down a little.

"Impossible, I don't believe it. Dad will never betray the court, let alone collude with Yan State!"

Song Nanzhu's face was pale, but his tone was firm, "Mom died at the hands of Yan people."

"My father always wanted to destroy Yan State, how could he collude with Yan people?"

Shen Wuming patted the back of her hand, "Don't worry, slow down, let's find a way to deal with this matter together."

He didn't know whether Song Huai'en had betrayed the court, after all, no one could say for sure about such things.

But no matter what, Song Nanzhu was one of his closest people, and he would definitely help him if he encountered trouble.

Then, he turned to look at the middle-aged man, "When will they be escorted to the capital? Has the matter been reported?"

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