Fu Xiaoguan had no idea that his three wives were planning for his sexual happiness. At this moment, he was in Chengtian Hall, and Shangguan Wenxiu had already received the emperor's order and posted the list of candidates for this special examination in Lantingji.

Shangguan Wenxiu was accompanied by Eunuch Jia, and His Majesty also had an edict, summoning the ten emperors who would appear before him in this special examination.

The news that the results will be announced today has already spread.

Sima Che dressed up as a man again.

"Xiao Xing'er, is it more natural this time?"

Xiao Xing'er curled her lips and said, "Miss, you really have to think carefully. If you don't get it, it's fine. But if you really get it, you'll have to pretend to be a man for a long time!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Of course I know... I can definitely marry you, girl! Hehe, when I make some achievements in Wofeng Road, I will return home in glory and give you a stunner!"

Xiao Xinger glanced at Sima Che and thought to herself, other women can already have children running around by your age, but you are still thinking about becoming an official!

If you hold this position for only three to five years, how will you get married?

Sima Che didn't think too much about it. "Let's go, the Lantingji results are out, and your daughter will definitely be in the top five!"

The master and servant went downstairs and happened to meet Sima Jue who was rushing over.

Sima Jue laughed when he saw Sima Che's outfit. Sima Che was furious and punched Sima Jue on the arm, "How dare you laugh! If you laugh again, I will beat you to death!"

Sima Jue laughed so hard that tears came out.

"Sister, can we just be quiet? Father said you took the imperial examination. I didn't believe it at first, but now I do. But do you really want to be an official in Wofeng Road?"

Sima Che's eyes widened, "How could this be fake?!"

"Okay, okay, my father asked me to come with you to check out the list. He said that if you really passed, such a big thing must be reported to Grandpa."

"No, if grandpa knew about this, how could I become an official?"

"Get in the car, get in the car first!"

The three of them boarded the carriage and headed towards Lan Tingji.

"Sister, I really admire you!" Sima Jue cupped his hands, making Sima Che laugh. "Humph, now is not the time for you to admire me. Wait until I am promoted from county magistrate to prefecture governor."

Sima Jue gave a bitter laugh, "But sister, you are my sister! Not my brother! You are already nineteen years old! When you become the prefect...will you still get married? Do you really think that Ding'an Bo will like a woman in her twenties or thirties?"

Sima Che was stunned. Sima Jue continued, "What kind of status is Ding'an Bo? If you really like him, I support you going to Wofeng Road and becoming a county magistrate, but you must not get the goal wrong. You must leave a deep enough impression on him, then get close to him, and finally become his lover."

"Mr. Ding'an doesn't need you to have any great abilities. Even if you have extraordinary abilities, you can't surpass him! So what does Mr. Ding'an need? He needs your care as a woman. After all, he is a man."

Sima Che blushed and looked at Sima Jue, suddenly feeling that what Sima Jue said seemed to make sense.

That day in Sifang Tower, she had already conveyed her feelings to Fu Xiaoguan directly. So when she arrived at Wofeng Road, she had to make sufficiently dazzling political achievements within a year to make Fu Xiaoguan truly remember her.

I really can't hide this from grandpa. If I win, I will still need grandpa's full support.

After I look at the rankings, I have to write a letter to grandpa.

At the same time, Yun Xiyan also hired a carriage and carried a heavy bag to Lan Tingji.

This bundle contains one hundred volumes of Fu Xiaoguan's poetry collection.

This batch of poetry collections was beautifully printed and well-made, costing a full two taels of silver, so he planned to price each collection at ten taels of silver and only sell these one hundred copies.

This is Jinling, and the people of Jinling are rich! So this batch of poetry collections has to be high-quality.

There is another advantage to selling only 100 copies: it will sell quickly and make little noise, so it won't disturb a busy person like Ding Anbo.

After earning 800 taels of silver, I have to treat Mr. Fu and Mr. Sima to a hotpot meal. I can't owe them this favor.

It is obvious that Mr. Fu will not pass the exam, but it is obvious that I will have no problem. So after this separation, I am afraid that we may never see each other again.

Mr. Fu is a straightforward man with good conversation and manners, and he comes from a wealthy family. It's a pity that we can't serve as officials together in Wofeng Road, otherwise I could give him some advice.

On the contrary, it was that Young Master Sima. People from the Sima family were indeed different. They were wealthy and talented. Since that Young Master Sima was certain to be among the top five, there would be no problem for him to pass the exam.

With the support of the Sima family, it would be easy for him to make a career in Wofeng Road.

Now that I've gone to Wofeng Road, I have many friends and many paths. I don't know which county I will be assigned to. In case I need Mr. Sima's help, it's better to ask for help first than to cram at the last minute.

With this in mind, he arrived at Weiyang Lake, carried a bundle of poetry collections, boarded a packed black-sailed boat, and came to Lantingji.

It was only the morning hour now, so it would probably take at least another hour before the notice was posted.

One hour was enough for him to sell all these poetry collections, because Lantingji was already packed with people!

Yun Xiyan went straight to Lord Lanting, took out a piece of red silk from the bundle and spread it on the ground, then took out ten poetry collections and placed them neatly on it.

His action quickly attracted the attention of many students. Some people gathered around him curiously, only to see him take out an incense burner from the bag and light a stick of incense.

He stood in front of the stall, kowtowed three times respectfully to the poetry collections, and then inserted the incense into the incense burner.

This action attracted more people, and soon the place was packed with people.

"Fellow scholars and writers, I would like to offer this precious place to sell you a collection of poems and essays by Earl Ding'an!"

As soon as he said this, it caused a sensation among the students.

He clasped his fists and bowed: "Ding'an Bo is the world's top writer. There is no need for me to say more about his deeds. There are only 100 copies of the poetry collection for sale this time. Please don't make a fuss. One copy..." He looked at so many people and decided to raise the price.

"Thirty taels of silver per book. Come one by one until they're sold out. No cheating! Limit one book per person!"

"Wow... Ding Anbo's poetry collection has been released?"

"Of course it is. Ding Anbo has written so many poems. I want to get one...!"

"Don't push, let me go first, give me one!"

"Hey brother, if you don't want to buy it, please move aside!"

"Ding'anbo's poetry collection is a family heirloom. I want a copy too!"

"Who the hell pushed me?"

"Hey, don't squeeze in the back!"

"Fuck, hey, hey, hey, I gave you all the money, give me the book!"

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Yun Xiyan had never expected it to be so popular. The incense stick had only burned for less than an inch, and the one hundred poetry books were sold out!

Taking advantage of the chaos, he packed up his bag, squeezed out of the crowd, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and thought to himself that Ding Anbo was the real God of Wealth!

At this moment, Sima Che walked over, looked at him and whispered, "You liar! Split the money 50-50, otherwise... I'll tell Earl Ding'an!"