Chapter 87 My Deskmate Qin Wanyue [4k Chapter]

A carriage was heading out of the palace.

The carriage was pulled by four horses and was extremely luxurious.

Zeng Anmin sat in the carriage with a smile on his face:

"Fortunately, if you hadn't reminded me just now, I would have thanked you and accepted your order."

"Um."

Dad nodded calmly, his voice full of depth:

"Let's talk about it when we get home."

"Okay!"

…

East Palace.

The prince looked at the deserted courtyard, sat on the chair, and had a look of wanting to cry but unable to.

The Fourth Prince, Wang Yuanhao, shrugged, his laziness returning to him.

"Well, it's a wasted trip today."

As he spoke, he sighed leisurely:

"Brother, don't be discouraged. Maybe one day Zeng Anmin will want to come to the Eastern Palace."

Having said that, he walked out with a swagger.

Until his figure disappeared.

The prince's chubby face then twisted.

He slammed his fist on the table in front of him.

"Bang!"

It made an extremely heavy sound.

"Wang Qianzhi..."

The prince's voice was filled with gritted teeth.

It was obvious that Zeng Anmin was unwilling to be a tutor in the Eastern Palace today, and the fat prince blamed Wang Qianzhi for everything.

As for whether Wang Qianzhi did it on purpose or by accident.

unimportant.

…

Prince Qi's Mansion.

In the main hall.

“Bang!!”

Wang Qianzhi was slapped.

The bleeding from the head, which had just stopped, began to bleed again.

King Qi had a cold expression on his face and slowly withdrew his hand. His body, over ten feet long, stood there like a giant beast, looking coldly at Wang Qianzhi in front of him.

"Father..."

Wang Qianzhi was a little dazed by the slap, and his feminine eyes were a little dull.

"Was today's formation initiation intentional?"

King Qi spoke in a cold voice, and looked at Wang Qianzhi with his oppressive eyes.

"I..." Wang Qian subconsciously wanted to shake his head.

But looking at his father's indifferent eyes, he pursed his lips and stood there without saying a word.

Then he looked up, his eyes stubborn:

"I can't just let my uncle's death go like this!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

King Qi stopped raising his hand, and after it remained in the air for a moment, he slowly lowered it.

"Some things can just be done for your father. You don't need to worry about them."

After saying this, his eyes turned gloomy as he looked at Wang Qianzhi:

"Do you know that because of your self-defeating behavior, Zeng Anmin's performance today has been remembered by His Majesty?"

Wang Qianzhi pursed his lips, his face showing dejection, and said in a low voice:

"Impossible... He was clearly poisoned by the child's black agarwood..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole hall fell silent.

King Qi's expression changed slightly, and then he looked like a ferocious beast, his eyes wide open, his voice like a demon, and he looked at Wang Qianzhi word by word:

"You touched my father's things?!!"

The momentum like a wave pressed towards Wang Qianzhi.

Wang Qianzhi was so shocked by the sudden momentum that his heart sank. He raised his head with difficulty and said in a broken voice:

"Father, don't you... find it strange..."

King Qi narrowed his eyes, and the aura he exuded weakened a little.

Wang Qianzhi took this opportunity and said:

"Even though the black agarwood was clearly lit, Zeng Anmin seemed unaffected in the formation..."

"Um……"

"This matter is rotten in my heart, understand?"

"yes."

…………

Shangshu No.

As the carriage stopped steadily, Zeng Anmin and his father appeared in front of the door.

"The master is back!!"

When the doorman, Lao Zhang, saw this, a look of joy appeared on his face, and he quickly shouted to the servants behind the door.

The gate opened and the father and son walked through the main entrance.

The mansion was huge, but the two men had something on their minds, so they walked very fast.

Soon, they arrived at Zeng Shilin's study in the courtyard.

"Squeak~"

As the study door closed.

The father and son sat opposite each other.

Zeng Anmin's eyes fell on his father.

"Dad, just now in the East Palace, the tallest and most stupid guy should be Prince Qi, right?"

It was not until this time that he asked the doubts in his heart.

The old man raised his eyebrows and looked at his eldest son: "Did you find out?"

"Of course." Zeng Anmin heard his father's affirmation and said with a twitch of his lips:

"I just entered the capital, and I can't think of anyone else who could be so hostile to my father and me, except for the Prince of Qi and his son."

"Heh." Dad nodded lightly.

"So, the guy called Wang Qianzhi today also deliberately wanted to activate the illusion array."

Zeng Anmin seemed to be thinking about something, and looked gently at his father.

"It's just that he couldn't imagine that you could be immune to the suppression of the illusion array."

Dad looked at Zeng Anmin with deep eyes, which were full of meaning.

"Haha." Zeng Anmin laughed dryly and scratched his head.

"The Dragon Map's true meaning has this purpose, which is beyond my expectation."

"Haha." Hearing Zeng Anmin's words, Dad just chuckled and nodded without comment.

Afterwards, Zeng Shilin's face became serious:

"In fact, not letting you take the position of tutor to the Crown Prince has little to do with Prince Qi and his son. I, your father, have my own reasons."

"Oh?" Zeng Anmin was slightly taken aback, then looked at his father seriously and said:

"So you mean..."

Dad slowly raised his head, looked towards the window, and slowly uttered two words:

"The imperial examination."

As soon as these words came out, Zeng Anmin's mouth twitched.

No, Dad, the reason why your son was able to enter the realm of a sixth-rank gentleman by chance was only because of plug-ins, golden fingers, and some memories of his previous life.

It was also because of the memories of the previous life that I was able to "compose" the two poems by chance.

You don't think I really rely on my own talents, do you?

"Since you are not affected by the illusion array, I think the same is true for the imperial examination."

Dad looked at Zeng Anmin, and his voice was full of meaning:

"Since four hundred years ago, the imperial examinations of our Great Saint Dynasty no longer focus on essays. Instead, we use the Mysterious Array Division's illusionary formations to allow students to perform within them."

Um?

Zeng Anmin was slightly stunned.

Then he blinked.

He really has never understood the imperial examination in this world.

From the time he traveled through time until now, he has either been solving cases or killing people on his way.

In total, I only stayed in the Water Governor's Academy for five days.

Therefore, the path of imperial examination was not even within his consideration.

"Illusionary Array Imperial Examination?"

Zeng Anmin muttered to himself.

No, the key is that this is indeed very reasonable!

In the world of immortals and heroes, who still uses that outdated examination format for the imperial examinations?

"Yeah." Dad nodded, slowly changed his sitting position, and said with dignity on his face:

"What you learn from books is always shallow."

"As early as four hundred years ago, great scholars and the Xuanzhen Division jointly hosted the first Illusion Array Imperial Examination."

"Students enter the battlefield, and the exam questions may be about flood control, handling cases, governing the people, or marching."

"The imperial examinations throughout history have always been based on test papers. Without personal experience, students would find it difficult to put their ideas into practice even if they could write about them."

"But it's different when you enter the illusion array."

"The illusion array can create various test questions for students to experience firsthand."

After saying this, the old man turned his gaze towards Zeng Anmin, his eyes narrowed slightly:

"Although the Illusionary Array Imperial Examination is a practical undertaking, you've also seen its drawbacks..."

Zeng Anmin nodded, stood up, stretched, and said casually:

"It will expose the true nature of some people with bad character."

"Yes." Dad said in a clear voice:

"So the imperial examinations haven't been completely cancelled. Students will be allowed to choose for themselves before the exams."

"Most students still choose the imperial examination, but a few choose the illusion array."

"Your memory is not suppressed by the illusion array, so the illusion array imperial examination is..."

Dad didn't finish his words.

But Zeng Anmin's eyes sparkled: "It's easy."

"So, taking the path of the imperial examination will take you further than being a tutor in the Eastern Palace."

Dad also nodded slowly.

"In that case..."

Zeng Anmin narrowed his eyes and looked out the window:

"Then let's try it."

…………

In order to take the imperial examination, one must have a recommendation from the academy.

So, only two days passed.

His figure appeared in the most prestigious academy in Beijing.

Imperial College.

Located west of the imperial city.

The area is at least 6,000 square meters.

As the son of the Minister of War, Zeng Anmin entered the Imperial College and became a "Yinjian".

Those who entered the academy to study with the qualification of Juren were called Jujian, those who entered the academy to study with the qualification of Gongsheng were called Gongjian, and the children of officials who obtained the qualification of Jiansheng without taking any examination were called Yinjian.

Therefore, there is also a chain of contempt within the Imperial College.

The tribute supervisor looked down on the judicial supervisor.

The promoted supervisors look down on the hidden supervisors.

The Gongjian, Jujian, and Yinjian all looked down on the Lijian.

Those who obtained the qualification of a student of the Imperial Academy by donating money as an ordinary student were called regular students.

In this chain of contempt.

There are two types of people who can be ignored.

The first type is a Confucian and Taoist genius.

The second type is those who are extremely talented and famous.

It just so happens that Zeng Anmin has both of these situations.

Fortunately, he entered the hall when the students were taking a break.

He followed his teacher into a school in the Imperial College.

My father's words came to my ears:

"Once you enter the Imperial College, you can study with peace of mind. The Imperial College has six doctors, each of whom is proficient in one of the Six Arts. They are all top-notch in their respective fields. Your chance to break through to the fifth rank of Confucianism and Taoism lies with them."

As a student of the Imperial College, even during breaks, he would take out his books and sit in his seat to read.

As a transfer student, the first thing Zeng Anmin received was the curious looks of all his classmates.

"Just pick an empty seat and sit down." The teacher who brought Zeng Anmin into school smiled and led him into the seat, then walked out.

"OK."

Zeng Anmin nodded and then prepared to pick an empty seat.

However, when his gaze looked towards the empty seat, his expression became strange.

Forty seats in front of me.

Only three were empty.

Sitting next to one of the empty seats was Qin Wanyue!

Qin Wanyue was wearing a white student uniform today.

The student uniform was extremely eye-catching on her body, and because of her quiet aura, it gave off an otherworldly aura of white lotus.

The white lotus here is a compliment.

Qin Wanyue smiled, and her eyes, like autumn water, had been fixed on Zeng Anmin since he appeared.

acquaintance!

After seeing Qin Wanyue, Zeng Anmin walked towards her with a smile without any hesitation.

Just watch his movements.

All the students were stunned.

This person wants to... sit next to Miss Wanyue?

Then all the students looked at each other strangely.

Although Miss Qin is a new student.

However, his talent and learning were not shallow, and he was highly regarded by many teachers.

His father was the newly promoted Doctor of the Imperial College and the Supervisor Qin Shoucheng.

During these two days, there were also many confident students who wanted to sit with Miss Wanyue.

However, Miss Qin declined all of them on the grounds that she wanted to "concentrate on studying".

Those who were dissatisfied debated with Miss Wanyue on the spot, but were left speechless and had to flee in panic.

Now here comes another person who overestimates his own abilities.

A whisper broke out.

"Haha, another self-righteous one."

"Hush, keep your voice down and just watch him laugh."

"Haha, let's concentrate on our studies and not be distracted by such trivial matters."

“…………”

Everyone looked at Zeng Anmin with eyes that looked like they were waiting for a good show.

However, the next moment, they were all dumbfounded.

Zeng Anmin came to Miss Wanyue's seat and said with a smile:

"So I'll sit here?"

A magnetic voice rang out in the hall.

"Brother Quan Fu, please do as you please."

Miss Wanyue kept smiling, and her pointed chin nodded gently a few times like a butterfly.

She even took the initiative to move her body to make more space for Zeng Anmin.

???

All the students who saw this scene were stunned.

Blinked blankly.

After Zeng Anmin sat down, he looked at Qin Wanyue with a smile and said:

"Miss Wanyue, long time no see?"

"Yes, four days."

Qin Wanyue still had a smile on her face.

The two were chatting.

Suddenly, another figure appeared at the school gate.

"Why is there a new student here?"

"There are quite a lot of Yinjian today."

"They are all guys who rely on the power of their fathers."

"Talk less."

“…………”

The figure at the door first glanced around the school anxiously.

When his eyes fell on Zeng Anmin, an expression of ecstasy suddenly appeared on his face.

Then he walked towards this side without any hesitation:

"Brother Quan Fu, long time no see! I miss you so much!"

The man walked very quickly, looking at Zeng Anmin as if he were meeting his old father again after a long separation...

Zeng Anmin was stunned when he saw the figure walking towards him quickly.

He looked at the familiar fat face in front of him, and the corners of his mouth twitched a few times:

"What brings you here?"

The owner of the figure in front of him was none other than the current Crown Prince, Wang Yuanzhen!

"I reported this to my teacher at home, and he agreed to let me come here to feel the atmosphere."

The chubby prince smiled shyly and pointed behind Zeng Anmin with his chubby finger:

"Well, I'll sit behind you!"

A smile appeared on Wang Yuanzhen's clean face, and his eyes were clear.

"Just sit if you want."

Zeng Anmin breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm too lazy to say anything more.

It can be seen that the prince still has not given up on himself.

Zeng Anmin gently touched his chin with his fingers.

"The Master is here."

Someone shouted.

All the students sat very straight.

He looked towards the podium with a solemn gaze.

At the door.

Qin Shoucheng walked into the hall with a book in his hand, expressionless.

"Today we will talk about 'Yi Zi'."

As usual, he walked slowly to the table and slowly opened the book on the table.

Then he looked up and glanced casually towards the school.

Coincidentally, my eyes met Zeng Anmin's.

Zeng Anmin blinked twice innocently.

Qin Shoucheng's face froze.

(End of this chapter)