A scholar’s ​​path to becoming a god

"Sister Liu, sit over here, there's room here!" Miss Pei, the daughter of the Yongzhou governor, waved enthusiastically.

Sheng Zhiyu sat over.

"Sister Liu, what's wrong with your lips? Why are they a little swollen?" Miss Pei asked.

"Is there any?" Sheng Zhiyu didn't pay too much attention, "Maybe it's because I just woke up and had edema."

The other ladies didn't worry too much.

After eating, Sheng Zhiyu brought a few steamed buns and a bowl of soup back to the room.

Gu Xingzhou is still sleeping, which is not his fault. After all, he had insomnia until the early morning last night.

Sheng Zhiyu put breakfast on the table.

At this moment, Gu Xingzhou woke up and felt a little guilty when he saw Sheng Zhiyu's slightly red and swollen lips.

Sheng Zhiyu saw that he was a little strange and called him.

Gu Xingzhou said reflexively: "I'm not, I didn't!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was almost fooled to death by himself.

"Senior, what's wrong with you? Come and have breakfast." Sheng Zhiyu felt a little confused.

After all, Gu Xingzhou was more powerful than Chu Muyan, so he quickly concealed his emotions.

At night, Gu Xingzhou went back to sleep on the hard bed in the penthouse.

Sheng Zhiyu only thought that he was a gentleman and didn't think much about it.

Finally, it was time to enter the palace for the draft. Gu Xingzhou couldn't enter the palace, so he kept the voice call on with Sheng Zhiyu so that he could know her situation at any time.

Sheng Zhiyu was taken into the palace together with the ladies he had just met for a few days.

The show girls from Da Cang Country need to dress uniformly. All the show girls put on light blue palace clothes with white patterns, had the same hairstyle, and were not even allowed to wear makeup.

Without any external assistance, Sheng Zhiyu's advantages became even more prominent.

Her figure was already tall and slim, and her small face like a white jade hibiscus made her stand out even more. Standing among the crowd of beautiful women, she stood out from the crowd.

"Who is that beautiful girl? She has surpassed Lin Wan'er, the most beautiful woman in the capital."

"She seems to be the daughter of the salt transport envoy from Jiangnan."

"It's really beautiful."

"..."

"Sister Liu, they are all looking at you." Pei Siyao whispered.

Sheng Zhiyu smiled: "I'm obviously looking at my sisters."

"You are so sweet-mouthed. If you ask me, among all the beautiful girls, you and Lin Wan'er are the most beautiful." Qin Yanyan joked.

At this time, Lin Wan'er, the Taifu's daughter, was also looking this way.

She is a typical classical graceful beauty, with a petite figure and a fair and charming face.

"Wan'er, don't listen to their nonsense, you are the most beautiful woman in the capital." The young lady next to Lin Waner said angrily.

Lin Wan'er smiled nonchalantly: "The number one beauty is just a false name. Besides, that lady is really cute."

Soon, the first round of screening began.

The beautiful ladies stood in a row and were carefully observed by the nuns.

If you don't look good, don't do it.

If you have body odor, don't do it.

If your body proportions are out of proportion, don’t do it.

After one round, one-third of the people were missing.

Then, it was time to take off all her clothes and let the nuns inspect her.

Liu Hanyan's father's official position was not high, and by the time it was Sheng Zhiyu's turn, he had already inspected half of the beautiful women.

A total of three people entered each time. Sheng Zhiyu and the other two beautiful ladies entered the room, where there were three inspection ladies.

"Take off all your clothes." One of the long-faced nuns said seriously.

The other two ladies were a little nervous, but Sheng Zhiyu undressed and took off his clothes very neatly.

We are all women, and you have what I have, so what are you afraid of?

After the routine inspection, the three nuns quickly focused their attention on Sheng Zhiyu.

The long-faced nun asked: "What's your name?"

Sheng Zhiyu answered honestly: "The daughter of the Jiangnan Salt Transport Envoy, Liu Hanyan."

The long-faced grandma nodded: "My family background is good, and my temperament is also first-rate."

The round-faced grandma was more direct: "This is really a beauty. Look at her color and figure. It's even more rare that she is a white tiger. Many noble people actually don't like women with thick hair."

Sheng Zhiyu didn't expect this nanny to be so open and felt a little embarrassed.

Another nun with a square face said: "It's a pity that the current situation is such a waste of natural resources. It's better to consider a few young princes."

Sheng Zhiyu listened to what they said becoming more and more outrageous, and felt that she still overestimated the thickness of her skin.

She was still on voice chat with Gu Xingzhou, could they stop talking nonsense?

Gu Xingzhou over there was also a little embarrassed, and his thoughts drifted back to that night involuntarily. Through the clear water of the hot spring, he seemed to see...

By the time Gu Xingzhou finally stopped his increasingly crooked thoughts, Sheng Zhiyu's inspection had ended.

After getting dressed, she walked out somewhat erratically.

After this round of physical examination, more than half of the people were eliminated, and only about a hundred people remained.

Next, is the palace election.

If the emperor was ill and could not come forward, the empress and the four noble concubines Shude would preside over it, and the final decision would be made by the queen mother.

According to legend, the woman who was brought into the palace by the emperor because of her beauty was the current Concubine Shu.

"Liu Hanyan, the daughter of Jiangnan Salt Transport Envoy, is seventeen years old. I have an audience!"

The eunuch's loud shout made Sheng Zhiyu think that he and so-and-so had a dream connection.

After bowing according to the proper etiquette, Sheng Zhiyu stood there in a dignified manner.

"Jiangnan really does produce beauties, sister Shu Fei, I can't compare with you." A soft voice said.

Sheng Zhiyu just glanced at Concubine Shu out of the corner of his eye. She was indeed a charming and charming beauty, and it was a pity to match the emperor's rotten old man.

But at the same time, due to the effect of the sacred blood, she faintly felt the evil spirit in Concubine Shu.

I just don’t know what kind of monster it is.

Concubine Shu is not hostile at all, and the other concubines are also eager to leave a mark. Anyway, the emperor is like this. He brings people into the harem to save the princes and princes.

In this way, Sheng Zhiyu was successfully retained. Among the ladies who were close to her, only Pei Siyao stayed, and the two of them happened to go back to the inn together.

The canonization decree should arrive in a few days.

Back in the room, Sheng Zhiyu felt a little uncomfortable when facing Gu Xingzhou.

Gu Xingzhou coughed lightly to hide his embarrassment.

Sheng Zhiyu then started the topic: "That Concubine Shu is indeed a monster, but I don't know what kind it is."

Gu Xingzhou said: "Concubine Shu must be the key. After we enter the palace, we just need to interact with her more."

"Senior, have you had dinner?" Sheng Zhiyu felt a little hungry. Breakfast was not allowed on the day of the draft. It was almost dark after the draft.

Gu Xingzhou shook his head: "I'm waiting for you."

For some reason, Sheng Zhiyu's heart seemed to be stirred.

She felt that she was a little unsatisfied. Isn't it just an ordinary four words? As for being so panicked?

Although Sheng Zhiyu didn't show it clearly, Gu Xingzhou's attention was focused on her, and he naturally felt a subtle change in her attitude towards him.

Just as the atmosphere between the two became increasingly ambiguous, a voice in the group rang out inappropriately: "Senior, I have a reminder!"