Chapter 460: The Dark Moonlight Ex-wife of the Number One Scholar 28

Boss Huang stepped forward, pulled out a banknote from his pocket, and handed it to Shen Xinran, a fake smile plastered on his face. "Please keep this, Madam Han."

Shen Xinran only took a glance, frowned, and said in surprise: "Why is it only this little!"

Boss Huang was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Shen Xinran to react like this. He asked, "How much do you want?"

Shen Xinran frowned and thought for a moment, "At least ten thousand taels!"

Lin Zhi, who was still standing by, frowned and said, "Didn't you only borrow one thousand taels last time? Why are you asking for ten thousand now?"

Chen Xinran glared at Lin Zhi, "Things are different now. My husband is now a top scholar. How embarrassing it is for me to buy land in my hometown!"

Boss Huang nodded and said, "It's quite embarrassing. If Madam Han doesn't mind, I have several hundred acres of land in the provincial capital that I can give to you."

Chen Xinran waved her hand. "No need. My husband has a bright future and will definitely win the top three prizes in the imperial examinations. So I want to buy land in Kyoto. The nobles in Kyoto don't work much, so I'll ask them to grow vegetables and exercise. This way I don't have to pay for it myself, and I can sell the vegetables they grow to the people in the city to make money."

Boss Huang was stunned by Shen Xinran's words. The dignitaries in the capital must be mentally ill to help you grow vegetables. Is there something wrong with the brain of this Jieyuan's wife?

After Shen Xinran finished speaking, he looked at Boss Huang and asked with a smile: "What do you think of my idea?"

Boss Huang thought to himself: If ten thousand taels of silver can make friends with Jie Yuan, then it would be worth it.

So he nodded, smiled and said, "Your idea is really good. I'll pay for the ten thousand taels."

Shen Xinran smiled and said, "Okay, when will you send the gold to me?"

Boss Huang's eyes widened instantly, he could hardly believe his ears, "What did you say? Gold!"

Shen Xinran said calmly: "Yes, I want to buy all the land within a ten-mile radius of Kyoto. Do you think it's silver?"

Boss Huang originally just wanted to make friends with the powerful, but he didn't want to risk his entire fortune. He smiled awkwardly and said, "I have something else to do. I'll take my leave now."

After saying that, he turned and left. He finally realized that the wife of this top scholar was really mentally ill!

Lin Zhi, who was still standing by, didn't expect Shen Xinran to make such an excessive request. He stammered, "Sister-in-law, your appetite is too big."

Shen Xinran retorted, "What do you mean by a big appetite? I'm just going all in. After all, my husband is now a successful candidate."

Lin Zhi didn't know what to say for a moment. He could only chase after Boss Huang, shouting as he ran, "Boss Huang, wait for me."

After Han Ziwen returned home, Shen Xinran couldn't wait to tell him what had just happened, "You don't know, that boss Huang's face almost turned green."

Han Ziwen looked at Shen Xinran sitting on the chair, smiling coquettishly. He took a step forward and gently helped Shen Xinran tidy up her slightly messy hair. He smiled and said, "As long as you are happy."

Han Ziwen's voice is very gentle, like the spring breeze blowing across the lake, stirring up ripples that are warm and delicate.

Shen Xinran's heart trembled uncontrollably like the surface of the lake.

Capital city.

An official in a light blue robe arrived at Han Yunshan's residence and handed him a sealed document. "Minister Han, this is Han Ziwen's paper."

Han Yunshan frowned, his voice filled with dissatisfaction: "Didn't I ask you to help me destroy his paper?"

The official gave a wry smile, his tone filled with helplessness: "When I was grading the papers, a lot of people from the Ministry of Personnel suddenly arrived and held my position. They were almost inseparable. I really didn't have a chance to do anything."

Han Yunshan was silent for a moment. He waved his hand and said calmly, "Okay, I understand. You can go back."

After the officials left, a woman in gorgeous clothes walked out gracefully from behind the screen, with a hint of displeasure on her face.

"I told you from the beginning that the kid's eyes weren't simple, and I told you to eradicate them completely, but you let them go because of your relationship with that woman."

Han Yunshan turned around and sighed, "That was all many years ago. Now I only have you in my heart."

Wang Baiwei said in a threatening tone, "I'm telling you, my family still doesn't know about this. If they find out, your position as a minister will be over."

Han Yunshan was stunned for a moment, but soon regained his composure. He nodded and promised, "Don't worry, I won't let him enter Beijing."

Wang Baiwei asked with a cold face: "What do you want to do?"

A fierce look flashed in Han Yunshan's eyes. "According to the laws of our dynasty, people with disabilities are not allowed to participate in the imperial examinations. Even if he passes the examination, there is still the Spring Examination to come."

Wang Baiwei smiled when she heard this. She wiped her eyes with her hand and sighed, "Don't blame me for being harsh. If people knew you had a wife before me, where would I put my face? I might as well die!"

Han Yunshan held Wang Baiwei in his arms and comforted her, "Of course I understand you. His Majesty's health is getting worse. When you go to the palace to see the Imperial Concubine, remember to ask her a few more questions."

Wang Baiwei nodded and smiled faintly, "Don't worry, I understand."

That morning, Yue Hongying was cooking when she suddenly realized that the soy sauce bottle was empty. She shouted to Han Ziwen in the yard, "Ziwen, go get me a pot of soy sauce!"

"Okay." Han Ziwen responded, put down the book in his hand, turned around and walked out.

Shen Xinran looked at Han Ziwen's back with a frown. She opened her mouth to say something, but remained silent in the end.

This little world can no longer be so willful, Shen Xinran told himself in his heart.

The owner of the soy sauce shop recognized Han Ziwen and greeted him with a smile: "Han Jieyuan is here to buy soy sauce too. Take it. It's free."

"You run a small business, and it's not easy to make money." Han Ziwen smiled and put the money on the stall according to the normal price.

Han Ziwen was carrying a full pot of soy sauce home when a group of thugs suddenly emerged from an alley and quickly surrounded Han Ziwen.

Before Han Ziwen could react, the sticks fell on him like raindrops.

The intense pain made Han Ziwen frown. He instinctively used his arms to protect his head while trying his best to avoid the attacks.

In just a moment, his back and arms were covered with wounds, and the soy sauce bottle in his hand slipped from his hand and fell heavily on the stone road.

The pedestrians around were stunned by this scene. They stopped and did not dare to step forward to stop it. They could only whisper in the corner.

Yue Hongying, who was still in the kitchen, began to panic for some reason. She looked at Shen Xinran and sighed, "Ziwen, it takes so long to buy soy sauce."

A hint of uneasiness flashed across Shen Xinran's eyes. She took a deep breath and smiled faintly, "Maybe he met a friend and chatted for a while."