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The name of the triangular eye is Yue Hongguang, the only son of the current servant of the household department, he is very rich and narrow-minded.

Inexplicably, he knelt down in front of the crowd, and his face was swept away. In his eyes, Lu Ming was now a thorn in his side and a thorn in his flesh.

Yue Hongguang gritted his teeth and looked at Lu Ming, and stood up in embarrassment: "You wait for me, you hateful mud legs, you think you can enter the imperial court as an official when you arrive at the Imperial College, wait to go home and farm."

Lu Ming deliberately wanted to provoke him, but naturally he was so angry that no one would pay for his life. He rolled his eyelids: "You can't stand still, and you have to rely on the crowd to watch. Yue Shangshu has always been a model for my generation. As a son of man, you openly said that the official position will be used Removal is up to you to decide, it's disrespectful, we are all classmates, we naturally keep our mouths shut, but if other interested people hear about it, it's not good."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone gasped. At a small scale, this is an abuse of power, but at a high level, it is disrespectful and will be beheaded.

Yue Hong's face was ugly for a while, and he was blocked speechless. He has always been arrogant and domineering. Generally, candidates are dressed in white. No matter what the purpose is, they seldom openly oppose him.

It is rare to meet someone who dares to confront him like this.

Seeing the disapproving Lu Ming on the other side, his heart was burning with anger, and he said without hesitation: "Then let's wait and see, the young master will definitely let you crawl out of the Imperial Prison on your knees."

After speaking, he flicked his sleeves and turned to leave.

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows at Lin Han and made a grimace.

I'm not afraid that Yue Hongguang will be angry, but I'm afraid that he is not without anger. If he gets in the way and destroys the plan of the Ninth Prince, he may unintentionally help him a lot.

The students who can study in the Imperial College are either amazingly talented, full of knowledge, or have a prominent family background.

Unlike other private schools, Guozijian does not teach the Four Books and Five Classics, because ten years of hard work is a necessary basic skill for students.

Guozijian accumulated more contacts and taught everyone how to be an official.

On the first day of class, Dong Kangrong turned out to be the teacher. Lu Ming's theory on tax reform was taken out and everyone praised it.

It caused quite a stir in the Guozijian. Today's emperor even brought up this policy in the early court and discussed the feasibility of tax reform with relevant household officials.

Lu Ming became famous now, and countless gifts and invitations were sent to the inn every day.

In order to maintain his character of a literati who treats money like dung, Lu Ming could only endure the pain and return all the gifts.

He seemed to see the white silver, and his heart was bleeding when he walked away from him.

The image of the Virgin Mary and Little White Lotus is not easy to shape.

Lin Han shook his head with a broken smile, rubbed Lu Ming's hair, and then worried flashed in his eyes.

In the past few days, he had sent people to secretly search for his younger brother's whereabouts, but they found nothing.

The only person in this world who has no name and identity is probably the hidden guard.

No one knows better than him the hardships and cruelty of the dark guards.

Since the Ninth Prince dared to let the younger brother come to see him alone, without taking any precautions, it would be fine, the younger brother would never run away.

"Huangfu Hongsheng!"

Lin Han's youthful breath was sharp, the cup in his hand shattered, and then turned into powder.

One day, he will make the other party pay the price.

Lu Ming's study period in Guozijian is only one year, and then he will be sent as an official.

He must take advantage of this time to desperately absorb ancient knowledge, and then use the hidden piles buried in the capital to find out the situation of all parties.

It stands to reason that their class will not be transferred to freshmen.

But today, I don't know why.Turning in was a fair-skinned, small scholar with delicate features and a soft voice.

"I... My name is Li An, can I sit next to you?"

An inaudible voice sounded, Lu Ming turned around, and saw the little scholar standing beside him with reddish cheeks, looking at him uneasily.