How can I bow my head and serve the powerful officials?

After the Peach Blossom Banquet, Cheng Wuxue finally couldn't help asking Sheng Yiren, "Why did His Royal Highness the Regent say in front of those people that they would definitely be able to pass the exam better than us?"

Just now in the ancient pavilion, he said that women are not necessarily inferior to men.

"Oh my." Seeing Cheng Wuxue's admiration for Xie Chengze loosened, Sheng Yiren said quickly, "You don't understand this, this is called Excel+APP."

"Ah?" Cheng Wuxue showed a confused look, "Eh Kesail? Eh butt?"

"It's just calculation + flattery." Sheng Yiren taught Cheng Wuxue the new words she learned from Xie Chengze in Liaozhou, "Calculate them by flattering them, let them lose themselves in the flattery, and thus help His Highness achieve his desired goal."

"CPU is to brainwash you, constantly instilling the other party's ideas into you, making you think that the other party is right; PPT is to paint a rosy picture for you, putting unrealized benefits in front of you, so that you are tempted and help the other party work; UFO is to treat you as an outsider and tell you nothing; KTV is to sell you out behind your back and kick you out of your own small group!"

Cheng Wuxue seemed to be thinking about something. "So, the reason why Your Highness said that just now was to encourage those young masters to study hard when they enter the Imperial College in the future?"

Sheng Yiren nodded, "You are worthy of being the future Dali Temple Minister! Your father's position should really be given up to you! To be honest, do you really have no idea about rebellion? As long as the Second Prince ascends the throne, you will definitely be the Dali Temple Minister!"

Cheng Wuxue: "...you are using APP and PPT for me."

Sheng Yiren: "Oh, you are very practical in applying what you have learned."

Cheng Wuxue: "So, what His Royal Highness the Regent said in front of the ladies before was also a lie to us?"

Sheng Yiren immediately ran away: "...Oh, the weather is nice, I'm going home to ask my mother-in-law to collect the clothes, I don't want to chat anymore!"

Cheng Wuxue: ...

Sheng Yiren, you look so embarrassed when you feel guilty!

On the other side, Ouyang Jiu took Zhu Xiaobiao for a walk in Hanshan Temple, and when they returned they found that Jing Ze was looking for them.

The moment he saw the two of them, Jing Ze's anxious expression suddenly darkened, and he strode over, "Where have you been?"

"We went to the temple for a walk, and..." Zhu Xiaobiao was about to say that he had asked for a Wenchang Talisman for him, but he saw Jingze staring at him more and more deeply, with disappointment in his eyes, "When we were in the carriage, did I tell you not to wander around?"

Lord Shen has many enemies now, and as a member of the Regent's party, he will inevitably implicate the Second Prince, and even the people around the Second Prince.

In the past, whenever Zhu Xiaobiao went out of the palace on vacation, he would go to pick him up in person, just so that when he was attacked from behind, he could at least help him share some of the burden.

Just now, when he turned his head, Zhu Xiaobiao disappeared.

Zhu Xiaobiao hadn't seen Jing Ze for a long time and was angry. The last time he was angry was when Jing Ze found out that he was drugged and controlled by his stepmother.

Jing Ze was like this at that time, too. He looked very scary, with eyes as deep as a mountain abyss filled with bottomless black ink. He asked him if he needed his help in killing his stepmother.

He is not an elegant and gentle scholar. The things he experienced earlier have already grown darkness in his heart. He does not mind dealing with his enemies in dirty and bloody ways.

Fearing that Jing Ze would scold him, Zhu Xiaobiao could not help but retreat behind Ouyang Jiu and whispered, "Don't we still have Brother Ouyang..."

"Calm down." Seeing that Jingze looked very unhappy, Ouyang Jiu said hurriedly, "Brother Zhu asked for the Wenchang Talisman for you."

Hearing this, Jing Ze's expression relaxed a little and he stretched out his hand.

Zhu Xiaobiao looked down and said, "Hmm?"

"Where is the Wenchang Talisman?" Jing Ze reminded patiently.

"Oh oh oh." Zhu Xiaobiao quickly took out the Wenchang Talisman and handed it to Jing Ze.

Ouyang Jiu, who was standing by, said sourly, "Master Xiao Zhu didn't even send me off. It was obviously me who accompanied you there."

"You can't pass the exam to become the top scholar again." Zhu Xiaobiao said mercilessly, "What's the point of having a Wenchang Talisman?"

"Hey!" Ouyang Jiu couldn't help but stroll to Jingze's side, put his arm around Jingze's shoulders, and said intentionally or unintentionally, "Well, then I have no choice but to ask Brother Jingze for it. The Wenchang Talisman that the future top scholar asked for me may also transfer the luck of the exam to me~"

"what?!"

Zhu Xiaobiao suddenly became anxious. He valued Jingze's exam luck more than his life, so how could he be willing to see such a thing happen? So he immediately said, "No! I'll go and beg for you right now!"

After saying that, he took a few quick steps and urged the two people behind him, "Come on, let's go again!"

Jing Ze shook his head helplessly, "Don't tease him all the time."

"I don't want to listen to the old man's chanting." Ouyang Jiu shook his head and followed Zhu Xiaobiao.

Jing Ze lowered his eyes and carefully hung the Wenchang Talisman in his hand on the jade plate at his waist, gently stroking it as if it were a treasure.

I hope the day of the palace examination will come soon.

At that time, he would also be able to provide for himself.

-

Xie Chengze returned to the palace alone.

He gave Zhu Xiaobiao a holiday, and it was inconvenient for Shen Yuan to stay in the palace for many times, so he went to the imperial study alone to take away the textbooks left there.

Emperor Jian was nowhere to be found, and Eunuch Zhao was not there either. Only Xie Jinyu was sitting at the desk, looking a little dazed.

Xie Chengze subconsciously felt that something was wrong.

Xie Jinyu rarely had a trance, unless...

He walked quickly forward and indeed smelled a faint smell of rust.

"She hit you again?!"

Xie Chengze's eyes tightened, and he quickly leaned over to lift his robe, wanting to see if Xie Jinyu had been whipped again.

He was fine when he left, why was he beaten when he came back? !

"Second brother..."

Hearing Xie Chengze's footsteps in a trance, Xie Jinyu raised her head slightly, her eyes were as gray as the moon covered by clouds in the dark night, showing distressing fatigue and redness, "You are finally back..."

He seemed to have lost all his strength and fell into Xie Chengze's arms, gasping for breath and saying, "Second brother, it hurts so much..."

"Hold on, I'll go find some medicine." Xie Chengze wanted to go to the Imperial Hospital to find some ointment, but he found that Xie Jinyu's arms had wrapped around his waist without him knowing when, and he couldn't break free for a while, "Jinyu, let go first, I'll go find you some medicine."

Xie Jinyu didn't let go, pressing his forehead lightly and heavily on his shoulders, and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't go, second brother, I'm afraid..."

Could it be that the psychological trauma from childhood has been brought out?

Xie Chengze didn't know what to do for a moment. He gently patted the young man's neck, which had no wounds, and comforted him, "It's okay. Second brother is here. Second brother won't let you be bullied again."

What's wrong with that woman? Xie Jinyu is already an adult, why is she still hitting people?

Could it be that she could no longer sit still because she had recently become the regent and her status in the court had gradually increased?

Xie Chengze frowned, and waited until the young man in his arms calmed down before he asked, "Do you have any ointment yourself?"

He just thought about it and felt that it would not be a good idea to rashly go to the Imperial Hospital to ask for medicine for injuries, as it would easily leave loopholes. Xie Jinyu should have prepared some himself.

Xie Jinyu leaned against his shoulder and hummed softly, then retracted one arm, shook it, and a jade medicine bottle rolled out from his sleeve.