Was the whole group wiped out in the previous life? Reborn to drag the crippled king into the bridal

The next afternoon.

Rong Shen made an appointment with his classmates at Grand Hyatt Teahouse.

Because the candidates have not left Beijing yet, Shengjing is still bustling.

This teahouse was also crowded. Rong Shen and his friends arrived a little late and were unable to book a private room.

They chose a seat by the window on the second floor. The four of them sat around the table drinking tea and talking about the imperial examination.

Huang Yiming looked helpless. "The results won't be announced until a month later. I'm afraid I'll have trouble sleeping and eating these days."

Chen Zizhuo sighed, "I'm worried too. I feel like I didn't perform very well. Maybe I'll have to wait another three years."

Su Mo agreed, "I'm not fully prepared, and I'm a little unsure. I'm afraid I'll have to wait for three years with Brother Chen."

Huang Yiming looked at Rong Shen, "It seems that this time only our talented and eloquent brother Rong can pass the exam."

Rong Shen said modestly: "Please be modest, and don't flatter me. We still have to wait until the results are announced to know the final result."

They talked about the imperial examination for a while, then turned the topic to poetry and songs, and the atmosphere gradually became more relaxed.

There were also three men sitting by the window next door. Li Xingxian shouted, "Waiter, come over and add some tea."

A waiter was refilling water for other tables and said, "Please wait a moment, sir. I'll be right there."

Zhao Chenghe smiled and stood up. "I drank too much tea. I'll be back soon. You guys continue chatting."

The waiter who had just answered the call happened to come over with a long-spouted teapot to add water and was bumped into by him.

"Ouch..." Zhao Chenghe cursed, "You don't have eyes, do you think you can bump into me?"

The waiter lowered his head and apologized repeatedly, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that. It was you who bumped into me..."

"Are you blaming me?" Zhao Chenghe said in a very superior tone, "When have you ever heard of a guest doing something wrong?"

Li Xingxian sized up the waiter and said, "Take a closer look. Does this waiter look like Yang Zhengliu?"

Zhao Chenghe glanced behind Xiaoer's ear and said, "It's not like him, he is the same. The red mole behind his ear can't lie."

Yang Zhengliu was a student in the same academy as them, but he was gifted and hardworking, and was deeply favored by the dean.

Liang Hongshen asked in confusion: "Didn't the dean say that he could beat those people in the Imperial College and win the first prize? Why is he here?"

Li Xingxian sneered, "It's really strange. How could a top scholar like him be willing to be a waiter in a teahouse?"

"Mr. Yang, you are not in the academy now, so no one will protect you." Zhao Chenghe sat down again, "Come, add some tea for me."

Yang Zhengliu took a step forward and reached out to open the lid of their teapot so that he could add water to it.

Zhao Chenghe suddenly stretched out a foot and deliberately tripped him, causing him to fall forward and fall on the table.

When Yang Zhengliu reached out to grab the lid of the teapot, he accidentally knocked it over, and the remaining tea spilled onto his hands.

His hand was burned and the pain came suddenly, but he didn't scream, just groaned, "Ugh..."

"Oops..." Zhao Chenghe pretended to apologize, "I'm sorry, I didn't see the champion coming over."

Li Xingxian picked up the overturned teapot and said, "Brother Yang, don't bother with Brother Zhao. Please give me a pot of tea."

Yang Zhengliu was holding the long-spouted copper teapot in his other hand, and was about to add hot water to it when he heard that.

As soon as the spout of the teapot touched the teapot, Li Xingxian let go of his hand and sneered, "Sorry, my hand slipped."

"Haha..." Zhao Chenghe laughed, "Brother Li is really good at tricking this guy."

Huang Yiming, who was sitting at the next table, didn't know Yang Zhengliu, but he was already filled with indignation just by looking at him. "How could they be so excessive?"

Chen Zizhuo consoled him, "Brother Huang, please be patient. They are from the same academy, so I'm afraid there is an old grudge between them."

"No matter what the grudge is, you shouldn't insult others like this." Rong Shen frowned and was about to say something to help.

Yang Zhengliu angrily put the copper pot heavily on the table and said sternly: "Don't go too far."

Zhao Chenghe raised his chin arrogantly, "I'm going to bully you too much, what can you, a waiter, do to me?"

Liang Hongshen said sarcastically, "Brother Zhao, be careful. He is the dean's favorite student. He might report you."

Yang Zhengliu questioned righteously, "I just caught you cheating once, and you still hold a grudge against me?"

He did not take the initiative to complain, he just happened to see it during the exam. Unexpectedly, the dean who was invigilating followed his gaze and discovered it.

Zhao Chenghe's eyes were red with anger. "You caused my good brother to be expelled from the academy. Our reputation has been ruined. I have tolerated you for a year."

Li Xingxian gritted his teeth and said, "That's right. If we weren't afraid of getting into trouble again and being punished by the dean, how could we have tolerated you until now?"

Zhao Chenghe immediately raised his fist and said, "If you can't bear it any longer, then there's no need to endure it. The exam is over anyway, so you can do it without any worries."

"Stop!" Rong Shen shouted sternly, with a bit of majesty.

Zhao Chenghe had his back to Rong Shen. He turned back when he heard the voice and said, "Who are you? How dare you interfere in our affairs? Do you know who we are?"

Rong Shen was calm and composed, "Oh? Who is it? How dare you be so arrogant under the feet of the emperor."

Zhao Chenghe stiffened his neck and said, "The Minister of Rites is my relative."

Huang Yiming sneered, "The relative of the Minister of Rites doesn't mention his generation directly, which means he must be a distant relative."

Li Xingxian said arrogantly, "My family and the Concubine Shu are related families. You'd better think carefully."

There was no fear on Rong Shen's face. "We are from the same family as Concubine Shu, so we are just related."

Liang Hongshen pretended to be powerful, "No matter if they are distant relatives or related relatives, they are not people like you who can afford to offend them!"

Although Junyue Teahouse is somewhat famous in Shengjing City, it is not a place that high-ranking officials would set foot in. At most, only relatives of officials would come here.

But how can ordinary relatives of officials compare with the powerful Shangshu and Empress Shufei, one of the four concubines?

Chen Zizhuo raised his lips and said, "Interesting, there aren't many people in the entire Imperial College who dare to compare their relatives with Brother Rong."

Liang Hongshen's eyes flickered, and his heart sank a little, "Are you students from the Imperial College?"

The Imperial Academy is the highest institution of learning in Dongling. Those who can enter it are either from prominent families or extremely talented.

Since even few people in the Imperial College dare to compare themselves with him as a relative, it shows that this person has an extremely prominent status.

Rong Shen did not reveal his identity, but simply said in an imperative tone: "Apologize to this brother, immediately!"

"Why?" Zhao Chenghe was used to being arrogant and was not convinced. "You can order others around just because you have someone at home?"

Su Mo kindly reminded, "You were in the wrong first, Brother Rong is giving you a chance to correct your mistakes so that the matter can be settled peacefully."

Li Xingxian often flaunted the title of Concubine Shu, and this time he was stubborn and refused to change his mind. "What if I say I don't need it?"