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"Yan'er, are you kidding me?" Lin Zeyuan came back to his senses, forced a smile, and looked at Chu Huanyan.

"How could I joke about this kind of thing? I have already made arrangements and you can take up your post tomorrow." Chu Huanyan said in a leisurely tone.

In the last life, Lin Zeyuan disliked Lin Zeyuan, who was a seventh-grade editor at the Hanlin Academy.

In those lifetimes, I would simply give him a ninth-grade sesame official.

"What is the imperial edict for?" Yang asked in confusion.

"Don't worry, Auntie, you're very relaxed. On weekdays, it's just copying documents and filling out papers." Chu Huanyan paused and then said considerately, "Of course I won't let Zeyuan get tired."

When Yang heard this, she felt a little contempt for Chu Huanyan in her heart.

She had said before that Yuan'er was too worried, how could Chu Huanyan really give up on him? Huh, look at this flattering look!

Lin Zeyuan's expression was stiff, "But Yan'er, this is just a ninth-grade disciple!"

After all, he was born into a family of officials. His father was once the Minister of Rites. How could he devote himself to being a mere ninth-grade official!

"From the ninth rank?" Yang was stunned, came back to his senses, and said instantly, "What kind of low-level official position is this? Zeyuan is full of talents, how can he be such a shameful little official!"

"Auntie, be careful. If you insult the official position of the imperial court, you will be punished according to the law." Chu Huanyan frowned and said.

"You..." Yang choked for a moment, and then said hurriedly, "No matter what, Yuan'er can never bear this injustice. If you try to think of a way, at least get a fifth or sixth grade for Yuan'er. !”

"Auntie was joking. The official positions above the court are not just cabbage on the street. You can just buy them. It is not easy for ordinary people to enter the court through operations. What's more, the Lin family has been demoted to common people, and Zeyuan has After being a guilty minister, I was able to earn the imperial edict of the Hanlin Academy by relying on the few thin noodles I had in the past in the Marquis Mansion."

Chu Huanyan sighed, glanced at Lin Zeyuanhe, and spoke helplessly.

"Of course, if Zeyuan really doesn't care whether he's a big or small official, then you don't have to take the post. However, from now on, I'm afraid I won't be able to make any other plans for you."

Lin Zeyuan's heart trembled.

Full of anger, a touch of nervousness quickly surged up because of Chu Huanyan's words.

Thinking quickly in his mind, Lin Zeyuan said awkwardly: "Yan'er, I don't want to go back on my word, I'm just worried that this official position is too humble. Once word gets out, you will be laughed at by others."

"So that's the case, then you can rest assured, it's just rumors, I don't mind."

"But you are the legitimate daughter of the Hou Mansion after all. As your fiancé, how can I..."

Chu Huanyan interrupted Lin Zeyuan and looked at him with a pair of eyes, "If I really cared, how could I have accepted this engagement before? After all, if it is embarrassing... when you first came to the imperial city , but it’s much more embarrassing than it is now.”

Speaking of which, the mother and son in front of them really didn't have the slightest bit of self-awareness.

No matter how humble the imperial edict is, in the final analysis, he is still an official, and he can still easily surpass them by a large margin.

Lin Zeyuan's face completely froze.

Chu Huanyan, a bitch, dared to belittle him like this!

Yang was also gritting her teeth with anger in her heart.

But mother and son both knew deep down that Chu Huanyan was telling the truth, and more importantly, it would be of no benefit to them if they broke up now.

"Huanyan, do you really have no other option? If you are just a ninth-grade disciple, I will definitely not have the face to get married to you right now." Lin Zeyuan wanted to struggle again.

Chu Huanyan mocked in her heart and shook her head with a smile, "It doesn't matter, getting married is a big event, so don't rush it."

Lin Zeyuan was speechless for a moment. Seeing that there was really no room for change, his heart sank completely.

A mere ninth grader, he didn't want to go at all.

But this year's imperial examination is already behind him. Does he really have to wait another year?

"Ze Yuan, have you thought about it? This matter is not forced. If you really don't want to go, I will send someone back now..."

"No need..." Lin Zeyuan seemed to have finally made up his mind, "I'll go!"

No matter what, let’s get into the official position first, and then try to seize the time to climb up!

"Yuan'er, you have wronged yourself too much, you..."

"Mom, it's Yan'er's heart no matter what. You must not say that." Lin Zeyuan winked at Yang.

The latter gritted his teeth and did not continue.

Chu Huanyan's eyes fell on Yang's face, and her lips curved into a smile.

"Speaking of which, I prepared a gift for my aunt today."

"Prepare a gift for me?" Yang looked at Chu Huanyan and thought in her mind.

Could it be that Chu Huanyan also knew that this official position was too small and was afraid that Yuan'er would be angry, so she wanted to please herself so that she could say something nice for her in front of Yuan'er?

Thinking of this, Yang pretended to be reserved and said, "Why don't you prepare a gift for me? It's not necessary."

"Auntie, I have brought it, and I think you will like this gift."

"What is it?" Yang asked curiously.

Huh, life at home is very tight now. In the final analysis, it is all Chu Huanyan’s fault. No matter what the other party gives, it should be paid for!

Chu Huanyan glanced at Xian Yue, who took out a wooden box and opened it, revealing a golden hairpin inlaid with emerald gems.

Lin Zeyuan's face turned pale instantly, "Yan, Yan'er, isn't this the hairpin I gave you before?"

Yang naturally also heard about the good things Lin Zeyuan and Yue Yiyi did. Now when he heard these words, he almost blurted out, "I don't want it!"

"Zeyuan, this is indeed the list you gave me, but today I want to borrow flowers to offer to the Buddha and give them to my aunt."

"Yan'er, since I gave it to you, you should keep it. This is my heart after all."

"I accept it, but it's better to give this hairpin to my aunt."

With that said, Chu Huanyan picked up the hairpin and walked to Yang.

"Auntie, how about I take it for you?"

As if she had seen a ghost, Yang hurriedly took a few steps aside, "Go away, I told you I don't want it!"

"Mrs. Lin, our lady sincerely gave you a gift, how could you have such an attitude." Xian Yue immediately complained.

Yang glared at Xian Yue fiercely, smiled, and said to Chu Huanyan: "Since Yuan'er gave it to you, you should keep it well!"

"Auntie, with the look on your face, could it be that you dislike me for borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha, so you are blaming me in your heart?" Chu Huanyan frowned and spoke in frustration.

"It's nothing, I, I just..." Yang was nervous.

"Is there something wrong with this hairpin?" Xian Yue suddenly said.

"Xianyue, don't talk nonsense." Chu Huanyan glanced at her dissatisfied.

Xianyue continued to speak: "Miss, this slave is not talking nonsense. Look at Mrs. Lin's face, as if this hairpin is some kind of bad luck!"