After I became a passerby, I saved the villain's family

The sky was just turning pale when He Xiangyuan returned to the He Mansion drunk.

"stop!"

As soon as I entered the door, I heard a loud shout.

He Xiangyuan raised his head and forced himself to open his eyes to look.

Then I saw my father He Mingrong standing on the front porch with his hands behind his back.

"Dad, why aren't you asleep at this hour, or did you just wake up?" He Xiangyuan had a nonchalant smile on his face.

Seeing him like this, He Mingrong felt angry.

"You still have the nerve to come back. Where did you go fooling around last night?" He Mingrong said in a deep voice.

"Look at me in this state, where can I go?" He Xiangyuan said nonchalantly.

"You!" He Mingrong was furious. "You are such a grown-up, but you only know how to drink and make trouble every day. Look at Jiang Ciyan, who is the same age but has already been promoted to the fourth rank. You, on the other hand, only know how to idle around and have no knowledge or skills."

When He Xiangyuan heard Jiang Ci Yan's name, a cold look appeared in his eyes.

"If you like Jiang Ci Yan so much, why don't you just acknowledge him as your son and see if he will pay attention to you." He Xiangyuan said sarcastically.

"you!"

"Father, I don't know what you are thinking. Ever since my grandfather retired and returned to his hometown, you have been staying at home every day, not caring about worldly affairs, fearing that the emperor would become suspicious of you."

"But whether he is really hiding from the world or has other intentions, you know it in your heart."

"Don't worry, your son will do what you dare not do for you."

He Xiangyuan spoke lazily.

He Mingrong's heart tightened, and he asked, "What are you going to do?"

"What to do? Of course, to become a high-ranking official." He Xiangyuan said with a smile.

"I'm warning you, don't do anything stupid!" He Mingrong said sternly.

He Xiangyuan waved his hand, ignored the furious He Mingrong, and staggered back to the room.

"Master, this test question..." asked a confidant beside him.

At this moment, He Xiangyuan's eyes were cold, and there was no trace of drunkenness on his face.

"Go find someone with more knowledge to answer the question."

The confidant nodded in agreement.

Jiang Ci Yan, everyone praises you for your talent and prudence, but this time I will let you have a taste of the feeling of being ruined!

The next day, at the East City Inn.

Now that the scientific examination is approaching, the students are very nervous.

In order to relieve their tension, several students met in the teahouse downstairs to chat and relax.

"Alas, after studying hard for so many years, I am now nervous." A student sighed.

"Isn't this normal? Do you think everyone is as calm as Mr. Zhang?" said another student.

"You said that Zhang Huaiyun is also a god. He usually keeps silent, but he is really able to keep his composure."

"What do you know? This is called being confident." said a student.

"What do you mean?" others were curious.

"That day I went to his room to borrow a pen, and happened to see him writing a policy essay, so I took the opportunity to take a look. Wow, his writing style and level are so high that we can't catch up even if we take the exam three times!" said the student.

"Is it that powerful?" others questioned.

"Don't disbelieve me. My fellow villager went to ask him questions before, and the two of them chatted about it. Zhang Huaiyun is the champion of their province!"

Hearing these words, several people exclaimed.

"So awesome! I'll ask him questions later." A student rubbed his hands eagerly.

"Is he that powerful enough to help you?" someone asked jokingly.

"It's okay. Zhang Huaiyun looks lonely, but he's easy to get along with. Many of my classmates go to him to ask questions..."

The group was discussing animatedly, not noticing the person eavesdropping at the next table.

Zhang Huaiyun......

The young master is looking for someone with knowledge, and this is him.

After putting down the silver, the man went upstairs.

"Tuk-tuk-tuk."

Zhang Huaiyun was studying when he heard a knock on the door and asked, "Who is it?"

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Zhang Huaiyun's room?" A male voice sounded outside the door.

Zhang Huaiyun stood up and walked over to open the door.

"Who are you?" Zhang Huaiyun was a little confused when looking at the young man outside the door.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm... no, I'm the student taking part in the imperial examination this time." The young man said with a bow.

"...Why do you look so unfamiliar?"

"I just arrived in Kyoto yesterday," the young man explained.

Zhang Huaiyun nodded, "What do you want?"

"To be honest, I have heard that Master Zhang is very knowledgeable. I have been confused about a few questions for many days and would like to ask you for advice."

It turns out that's the problem.

As the imperial examination was approaching, many of his classmates had asked him questions in the past few days. He had reviewed sufficiently and would answer them one by one.

"Okay, come in." Zhang Huaiyun led the person into the house.

Zhang Huaiyun was a little surprised when he saw the questions the young man brought.

"Your question is quite novel. Which year's exam question was it?"

He had done questions from previous scientific examinations many times, but this set of questions was the first time he had seen it.

The young man's eyes flashed with panic, and he explained: "This topic was written by my elder brother, but he is doing business at home and no longer participates in the imperial examination."

"I see." Zhang Huaiyun nodded.

Anyone who can write such a title must be extremely talented.

Pity.

After taking a quick look at the questions, Zhang Huaiyun began to explain.

The young man was confused by what he heard. He didn't understand at all!

"Mr. Zhang," the young man said, "could you please write it down so I can study it carefully when I get back?"

Zhang Huaiyun thought about it, then picked up a pen and wrote down a general idea of ​​how to solve each question.

"Okay." Zhang Huaiyun blew dry the ink and handed the paper to the young man.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang." The young man thanked him quickly.

"It's okay, go back and study hard. I wish you success in the imperial examination." Zhang Huaiyun said.

"Okay, Mr. Zhang." The young man looked at Zhang Huaiyun with an ambiguous look.

With this answer sheet, his young master will definitely be on the list of successful candidates.

After putting the papers away, the young man hurried to He's house.

This person is He Xiangyuan’s confidant, Dekun.

After returning to He Mansion, Dekun quickly handed the answer sheet to He Xiangyuan.

He Xiangyuan opened it and read it carefully.

After a while, Dekun couldn't help but ask, "Master, how did this person answer?"

He Xiangyuan nodded as he looked at it, "Not bad, not bad."

Although he is not well-educated, he is not completely ignorant. It can be seen that the person who answered the question is indeed very knowledgeable.

Hearing He Xiangyuan's praise, Dekun straightened his chest.

He had found the right person.

"I heard from other students that this person has passed the imperial examination." Dekun said.

"Oh?" He Xiangyuan was a little surprised.

If he gets the top prize in the imperial examination, based on his literary talent, he has a high chance of being among the top three.

After thinking it over, He Xiangyuan felt more and more that this person could not be kept.

"Let's proceed according to the previous plan." He Xiangyuan ordered.

"Yes, Master."

The night before the scientific expedition.

Zhang Huaiyun was having dinner downstairs with several of his classmates.

At this time, a middle-aged man in simple clothes hurried to their table.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Zhang?" The man looked anxious, as if he had something urgent to do.

"I am you, may I ask who you are?"

"I am Uncle Zhang's neighbor. Uncle Zhang suddenly became seriously ill and is dying, so he asked me to come and find you, saying that he has something important to tell you."

Uncle Zhang is the fellow villager who sent Zhang Huaiyun to Beijing.

"What?!" Upon hearing that something happened to Uncle Zhang, Zhang Huaiyun stood up suddenly.

Zhang Bo had no relatives or friends in Beijing and only knew him. Now that such a thing had happened, he had to go and see it no matter what.

"Where is Uncle Zhang now?" Zhang Huaiyun asked hurriedly.

"Mr. Zhang, please come with me. Uncle Zhang is dying." The man walked out in a hurry.

When several students saw Zhang Huaiyun was about to leave, they tried to dissuade him: "Brother Zhang, you have an exam tomorrow, you..."

"Don't worry, everyone. I'll be back soon." After saying that, he turned around and followed the man away.

The night was hazy and dark.

Zhang Huaiyun looked at the increasingly deserted path and finally realized something was wrong.

"Where exactly are you taking me... Ugh!"

Before he could finish his words, he was knocked unconscious to the ground.