The three members of the Rong family were shocked.
The three of them looked closely and found that it was Rong Xinyue and her biological mother, Aunt Su.
"You, mother and daughter, why didn't you let someone pass the message before coming in on your own?!" Rong's father said angrily.
After Aunt Su bowed to the master and his wife, she slowly said, "Master, Madam, I have something to ask of you."
Without waiting for the Rong couple to respond, Aunt Su continued, "Since the eldest daughter is about to become the Crown Princess, the Crown Prince will definitely need to take in a few concubines in addition to the principal wife. As the saying goes, good things should be kept within the family. Instead of letting another family's daughter become a concubine, it's better to leave the position of concubine to my own sister."
The Rong couple and Rong Chuyue were all so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths.
Madam Rong said with a look of disdain, "Madam Su, aren't you usually very honest and respectable? Why are you so presumptuous today?"
"It's one thing for you to eavesdrop on us, but you actually have the audacity to make such a request."
Master Rong said coldly, "There's no sign of the Crown Prince marrying into the Rong family. Don't talk nonsense."
"Besides, even if the Crown Prince really marries Chu Yue as his principal wife, there is no reason for our Rong family to send our sister over as a concubine."
"What's this? Buy one, get one free? It'll make people laugh. If we really do that, the Rong family will become the laughing stock of the entire capital."
"By then, won't the old man's spine be bent? He'll criticize our Rong family for using their daughters to curry favor with the rich and powerful."
Rong Chuyue saw that her father was quite angry, so she tried to smooth things over by saying, "Auntie Su, Xinyue and I are both daughters of the Rong family, both of us are daughters of officials. Wouldn't it be more comfortable for her to find a husband of her dreams and become the mistress of the household in the future?"
"Although the title of concubine sounds nice, she is still a concubine after all."
Madam Rong nodded: "Chu Yue is right, that's what I meant. And right now, I'm already looking for someone for Xin Yue."
Aunt Su and Rong Er looked very ugly.
Aunt Su snorted coldly: "After all, it's because you don't want Xinyue to live in the Prince's Mansion and enjoy a good life."
Rong Er also echoed, "Sister is allowed to enter the Crown Prince's Mansion, but I, a concubine's child, cannot."
After saying that, the mother and daughter turned and left without saying goodbye.
"How can this be! How can you be so stupid!" Master Rong cursed.
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Aunt Su's yard.
Rong Er gritted his teeth and said, "The Crown Prince will soon come to the Rong family to propose marriage. When that time comes, that bitch Rong Chuyue will be the Crown Princess. When the Crown Prince ascends the throne, she will be the Queen of Daxia."
"By then, she will be high above us, and will be over our heads for the rest of her life."
Aunt Su twisted her handkerchief tightly in her hands, her eyes fierce. "No! Lin Jingwan has oppressed me for half my life as the mistress of the house. I can't let her daughter oppress us for the rest of our lives."
"Why don't we wait until the prince comes to your house and then put in some effort to make him unable to stop wanting you. Then maybe he will marry you as his principal wife." Aunt Su's eyes lit up when she said this.
Rong Er frowned: "Mother! It's not as easy as you say. I have tried my best today, but the prince said openly that he has no feelings for me and asked me not to..."
"Unless Rong Chuyue asks the Crown Prince for help, I will definitely not be able to enter the Crown Prince's Mansion."
Aunt Su pondered for a moment and said, "If the Crown Prince's Mansion isn't an option, we'll try to find another way. We can't just give up and let Lin Jingwan arrange a marriage for you."
…
In a blink of an eye, seven days passed and Cheng Feng rushed back to the capital, exhausted.
In the inner room of the imperial study, Cheng Feng stood in front of Emperor Mingxi's desk and reported.
"I have investigated Wei Chong's hometown, and his former teachers and classmates all said they had seen a very similar policy paper written by a scholar named Wei Yong from their village a few years ago."
"Wei Chong's teacher said that the outlines, viewpoints, and discussion sections of Wei Chong's two essays are almost identical to those written by Wei Yong."
Emperor Mingxi frowned and asked, "Have you found the poem?"
In addition to the two policy essays in the examination hall, Emperor Mingxi also specially found the poem that Wei Chong won the prize at the Lanting meeting that night, and asked Cheng Feng to take it to investigate.
Cheng Feng said, "I found it. It was also written by Wei Yong a few years ago. Moreover, this poem was highly praised by several classmates at the time. One of them thought it was so good that he copied it into his notebook and read it over and over again."
"How can this be!" Emperor Mingxi slammed his fist on the table, venting his anger.
When he thought about how Wei Chong had entered the imperial court by plagiarizing other people's poems and essays in his previous life, endangering the country, he became furious.
The next day, just after the morning court session, Emperor Mingxi called Lord Yan into the imperial study and ordered him to remove Wei Chong from the list of tribute students. He also ordered that Wei Chong would never be allowed to take the imperial examinations again.
…
The day for the announcement of the imperial examination results finally arrived. The students who had been waiting anxiously in the inn ran towards the Imperial Examination Hall with joy, like birds out of a cage.
Outside the gate of the Imperial Examination Hall, the big red list of the imperial examination was posted high on the wall, and people were already gathered in front of the list to check it out.
Wei Chong stood behind the crowd, his face calm and composed, without a trace of anxiety. He looked confident and at ease.
"Wei Chong, why don't you hurry up and squeeze forward? If you stand here, how long will it take for you to see the list?" A student looked at Wei Chong in confusion.
Wei Chong just smiled and said, "I'm not in a hurry."
Another student said to the one who had spoken earlier, "What do you know? Our talented student Wei is on the list, that's a done deal. Why would he rush over like us?"
Several students around who knew Wei Chong also echoed the sentiment.
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