Chapter 458: The Dark Moonlight Ex-wife of the Number One Scholar 26

Kou Wei nodded and said excitedly, "Okay. Actually, the capital is more fun. There are countless restaurants and snack stalls there, and they have all kinds of food."

Kou Wei was talking to himself, but he didn't notice that Yue Hongying's face was getting uglier and uglier.

Shen Xinran began to cough violently, reminding Kou Wei to shut up. The word "Beijing" was Yue Hongying's sore spot.

But Kou Wei didn't notice. After he finished speaking, he concluded with: "When you go to Beijing in the future, I can take you out to play."

Kou Wei wanted to continue, "I'm in Cuiwei for a while now. Can you accompany me to Cuiwei for two days?"

But Yue Hongying stood up and said with a stiff smile: "I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to my room first. You can eat slowly."

Kou Wei glanced at Yue Hongying's untouched bowl and frowned. What did he do wrong?

After seeing Yue Hongying enter the room, Han Ziwen said to Kou Wei sternly, "Leave after you finish eating. Our house is too small to accommodate you."

Shen Xinran, who was still standing aside, shook his head and sighed. Kou Wei was good in every way, except that he was a little stupid.

…

After waiting for a whole year, Shen Xinran finally saw the seventh volume of "Swordsman". In this new volume, the author added a pure and lustful demon woman.

The demon woman is a saint from the demon sect, and she is the opposite of the hero. But in an accident, she and the hero have a relationship, and things get out of control from then on.

When the evil cult planned to attack the hero, the witch took great risks and secretly passed the message to the hero.

When the Wulin Alliance was hunting down the witch, the hero risked being suspected by his fellow Wulin and secretly helped her escape.

What makes Shen Xinran even more excited is that there is a blooming magnolia on the collarbone of the witch. Whenever the male protagonist is intimate with her, he always touches the magnolia on her collarbone with his hand.

When Han Ziwen returned home, Shen Xinran was sitting in the yard. The sunlight shone through the gaps in the treetops onto her body, covering her with a layer of golden gauze.

She was holding a book with a wrapped cover in her hand, with a faint smile on her lips. She seemed to be attracted by the plot of the book, and even the sound of him opening the door did not disturb her.

As he approached, Shen Xinran seemed to be startled and quickly put the book under his butt, trying to cover up something.

Shen Xinran stood up and walked over to him, his eyes bright and big, "You're back!"

Han Ziwen nodded and said "hmm" lightly. His eyes fell on the book that Shen Xinran had hidden, but he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he went back to his room directly.

Before Shen Xinran could breathe a sigh of relief, he saw Han Ziwen coming out of the room again, holding a neatly bound booklet in his hand, and walking outside.

Shen Xinran was stunned for a moment, then asked with concern: "Where are you going?"

Han Ziwen replied: "I'll go find the teacher."

Shen Xinran nodded and asked softly, "Will you come back for dinner later?"

Han Ziwen pondered for a moment and said, "You guys eat first, no need to wait for me."

Han Ziwen arrived at the alley outside Liu's house and saw a carriage parked at the entrance.

This carriage looks unremarkable, but it is made of fine boxwood, and its wheels and axles are carefully polished and lubricated.

The driver of the carriage sat upright, his hands tightly gripping the reins, his eyes focused and alert, not like someone from an ordinary family.

A feminine-looking man walked out slowly from the end of the alley. He was wearing a dark blue robe embroidered with delicate dark patterns, revealing an unobtrusive luxury.

Han Ziwen and his eyes met briefly in the air, and neither of them spoke.

The man got into the carriage gracefully, while Han Ziwen knocked on the door of Liu Mansion and walked in.

Liu Wenbin sat behind the desk, his posture upright, his hands gently placed on the desk, his eyes seemed to penetrate the books in front of him, staring into the distance.

It wasn't until Han Ziwen walked in that he came back to his senses and asked Han Ziwen, "Have you finished the homework I gave you last time?"

Han Ziwen nodded and handed the booklet in his hand to Liu Wenbin. The cover of the booklet was a little worn.

Liu Wenbin took the booklet, his eyes slowly moved across the familiar handwriting, and waves surged in his heart.

Over the course of two years, he gave Han Ziwen countless difficult questions. Each question was like a challenge, and Han Ziwen always gave a satisfactory answer.

What surprised him even more was that Han Ziwen could sometimes come up with ideas that were better than he expected. These ideas were novel and unique, and often surprised even him as his teacher.

Han Ziwen was undoubtedly the most outstanding disciple he had met in all these years, bar none. He had a hunch that Han Ziwen's future achievements would be no less than his own.

Liu Wenbin put down the booklet, his expression becoming serious. "I'm leaving."

Han Ziwen was not overly surprised when he heard the news. He simply bowed deeply to Liu Wenbin and said, "Students wish you a bright future and a safe journey."

Liu Wenbin smiled and said, "You don't ask me why I left?"

Han Ziwen answered frankly: "If the teacher wants to say it, he will say it naturally."

Liu Wenbin shook his head and sighed deeply, "The emperor is seriously ill and has summoned me back to the capital. But there are too many evil spirits in the capital. I don't know whether my return will be a blessing or a curse."

Han Ziwen said firmly: "The students believe that with the teacher's wisdom and ability, they will be able to turn danger into safety."

Liu Wenbin stared into Han Ziwen's eyes and asked, "You're going to take the provincial examination soon, right?"

Han Ziwen nodded and replied, "August this year."

Liu Wenbin stood up and patted Han Ziwen on the shoulder. "Okay, I'll wait for you in the capital. Don't let me down."

Han Ziwen clasped his hands together and solemnly promised: "I will definitely live up to your trust."

…

The provincial examination, also known as the autumn examination, was the second level of the imperial examination. It was held every three years in the imperial academies of each province. Those who passed became "juren."

Time passed like a white horse, and in the blink of an eye, the day of the autumn examination arrived quietly. The whole provincial capital was immersed in a tense and expectant atmosphere.

Yue Hongying was even more nervous than Han Ziwen. Some time before the exam, she dragged Shen Xinran to the ancient temple on the mountain to worship Buddha every day, praying for Han Ziwen to pass the exam smoothly.

On the day of the exam, just after dawn, the candidates had already lined up outside the Imperial Examination Hall. Han Ziwen arrived a little later and was at the end of the line.

Following the examiner's command, the candidates filed in, the gate of the Imperial Examination Hall slowly closed behind them, and a silent contest began.

Yue Hongying was standing outside the Imperial Examination Hall. She held Shen Xinran's hand tightly, her eyes full of anxiety and expectation. She repeatedly asked, "Xiaoxi, do you think Ziwen can succeed this time?"

Shen Xinran sighed softly, "Mom, don't worry, Brother Ziwen will definitely succeed this time."

Moreover, he was the top scorer in the provincial examination.

Han Ziwen’s previous failure was due to Han Yunshan’s behind-the-scenes manipulation.

Han Ziwen's paper was smudged with ink before it even reached the examiner, causing his score to be unreasonably lowered.

But this time, Han Ziwen became Liu Wenbin's disciple, and Liu Wenbin was there to protect him. Han Yunshan could only watch Han Ziwen's talent blossom.