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Xian Yue's words made Lin Zeyuan and Yang a little nervous.

Chu Huanyan frowned and looked at the hairpin in her hand, "How could that be? Zeyuan bought this."

With that said, she turned to look at Lin Zeyuan again, "By the way, Zeyuan, which jewelry store did you buy this hairpin from?"

"I..." Lin Zeyuan's eyes showed a bit of panic, "That's right, it's the one on West Street..."

Seeing her son hemming and hawing, Yang was heartbroken and spoke quickly.

"How could there be anything wrong with the hairpin given by Yuan'er? I was just afraid that Huanyan would make me sad if you gave the hairpin to me."

"So that's how it is." Chu Huanyan smiled again, "But Auntie is overly worried. With this hairpin on your head, I feel even happier."

"Well, thank you very much." Yang pursed her lips and reached out to take the hairpin, but Chu Huanyan raised her hand to avoid Yang.

"Auntie, let me wear it for you now. It just so happens that the outfit Auntie is wearing today is suitable for wearing this hairpin."

"That's no need, I..."

"Why, does Auntie dislike me?"

"Why, how could that be possible!" Yang smiled forcefully.

Chu Huanyan stepped forward and slowly inserted the hairpin into Yang's bun.

She also deliberately placed the hairpin lower, so that when she inserted it, it just scratched Yang's scalp.

The icy cold feeling instantly aroused goosebumps all over Yang's body.

"Okay, are you okay?" Yang asked.

"Okay." Chu Huanyan stared at the hairpin with a smile, "This hairpin is indeed the most suitable for my aunt."

Yang felt a chill in her heart, how could something belonging to a prostitute match her!

"Zeyuan, do you think so?" Chu Huanyan asked Lin Zeyuan with a smile.

The latter could only nod bravely, "Yes, Yan'er, you are right."

"Huanyan, we've talked about the official position and given the hairpin. If there's nothing else, why don't you go back home first." Yang forced a smile.

Now she felt numb from her scalp to her heels, and she wanted to pull out the hairpin immediately and throw it away!

"Didn't my aunt just say that she wanted to make delicious food for me?"

"I..." Yang choked violently, asking her to make food with this hairpin, it would be better to kill her, Chu Huanyan, this bitch!

Looking at Yang's expression as if she had eaten a dead fly, Chu Huanyan finally spoke again.

"I was joking with my aunt. There are still things at home, so I will go back first."

Although she didn't mind continuing to disgust Yang, but...she was afraid that she would be disgusted by eating the other party's food.

"Okay, then I won't send him off. You go slower on the road." Yang glanced at Lin Zeyuan hurriedly.

The latter hurriedly said: "Yan'er, I'll take you out."

"Okay." Chu Huanyan nodded with a smile, walked out of the Lin house.

The moment Chu Huanyan disappeared from the door, Yang quickly pulled out the hairpin on her head and threw it aside. Then she rushed into the kitchen as if being chased by a wild dog and started to fetch water to wash her hair.

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In the carriage, Xian Yue leaned back and forth with laughter, almost bursting from laughter.

"Miss, this slave is really laughing to death. This is really a reward for evil. You shot yourself in the foot! They, cough, cough..."

Chu Huanyan smiled and patted Xian Yue's back, "Slow down, don't choke yourself."

"Slave, it's okay, I'm really happy!"

"It's just a matter of treating others in their own way. How could I make you happy like this?"

"I can't control this. Anyway, I will be happy when I see the person who bullied the young lady suffers!" Xian Yue paused, "However, even if I give Lin Zeyuan an advantage, I feel that he is not even worthy of the official position of the ninth rank. "

A smile appeared on the corners of Chu Huanyan's lips, "Don't worry, life is not easy for such a low-level official. Even if he becomes an official, it may not be a good thing for Lin Zeyuan."

The officialdom is like an abyss. Without the Marquis Mansion to serve as a stepping stone, the bureaucracy is paving the way. Lin Zeyuan's self-proclaimed talent and learning alone may not be enough to be looked down upon in public by a bunch of officials who rely on their literary talent to become officials.

What's more, Lin Zeyuan has a high self-esteem and doesn't look down on his colleagues at all. He may not be able to hide it completely in his words and deeds.

Just as Chu Huanyan expected, Lin Zeyuan had just arrived at his appointment the next day, and he was already standing in the official office of the Hanlin Academy with a dark face.

According to the rules of Tianyi Kingdom, the official office of the Hanlin Academy is divided into two office courtyards, the north and the south.

The environment in the south is quiet, with rockery lakes, garden corridors, and even a throne room in the main hall for the emperor to rest when he comes to inspect. However, only Hanlin Academy officials of sixth rank and above can enter to work here.

In the courtyard to the north, there are piles of papers, books, and petty officials who are in a hurry, either busy transcribing or searching for the collections needed by their superiors.

Except for the seventh-grade officials, who have a special room to work, the others are crowded into a lobby, with each person having a desk.

Although they are officials in the imperial city, if ten people are killed by falling rocks, there may be nine emperors who are either rich or noble. There are really not many people who have the thought to make comfortable arrangements for the eighth- and ninth-grade officials. Clothes.

What's more, Lin Zeyuan is from the ninth rank.

"The new guy has sorted these out by year." An official with dark eyes and a tired face thrust a pile of messy documents into Lin Zeyuan's hands.

Lin Zeyuan, who was looking at his surroundings with disgust, was suddenly stuffed with so many papers that he almost lost his grip. Seeing that the other party was about to leave, he quickly stopped him, "My lord, what do you call me?"

"Wu Zimin, from the eighth grade, you can't be considered an adult." Wu Zimin looked tired and said impatiently, "Is there anything else?"

Lin Zeyuan frowned and said, "Master Wu, I'm new here, I don't know..."

"That's your place." Wu Zimin pointed at an empty table casually.

"Xiaguan means that I have just arrived today. According to etiquette, I should pay a visit to Shangfeng first. I wonder if Mr. Wu can help introduce me?"

With a sleepy face, Wu Zimin finally took a serious look at Lin Zeyuan.

"From the ninth grade, what is Lin?"

"Lin Zeyuan."

"No matter what your name is, but in this place, I advise you, given our status, we should do the things in front of us in a down-to-earth manner, and don't aim too high and think about following the trend and climbing up."

Lin Zeyuan's face darkened, "Master Wu misunderstood, I just..."

"No misunderstanding, no misunderstanding, that's all." Wu Zimin waved his hand, looking too lazy to pay attention, and left quickly.

Lin Zeyuan was left standing awkwardly, frowning, and feeling annoyed.

At this time, an official who was about thirty years old, with smooth appearance and a fat body, walked up to Lin Zeyuan.

"You want to see Shangfeng, right?"

Lin Zeyuan nodded quickly, "Yes."

"I can help you make an introduction."

"Thank you so much, sir!" Lin Zeyuan was overjoyed, "I wonder now..."

"There's no hurry." The official shook his head and stretched out two fingers towards Lin Zeyuan.