Yan Funing took back the agreement and quickly folded it back to its original shape. Her voice was soft and delicate, "This teahouse is asking for eight thousand taels. Such a small price. That deal is the smallest you've ever handled. You have to talk to Uncle Liu in person, so I'm thinking of going back."
They drank until late at night. Zheng Weihe was drunk and was helped back home by Zhang Tong and Zhang Tie, who were also slightly drunk.
I'm such a fool.
Usually Fu Ciyi was drunk, but luckily Caiyu was weak and helped me back to the room with ease.
Yan Funing was stunned by what she saw.
Lu Wenfeng was the only one left in the big kitchen.
Hearing this, Lu Wenfeng felt an inexplicable throbbing in his heart and secretly held your hand.
After leaving the study, I slammed the door shut.
"What a joke! How do you walk?"
Su Bai's large hand pulled out the agreement from his sleeve pocket and showed it to me: "Here, it's signed today. You paid a deposit of one hundred taels."
"Bad." Zheng Weihe breathed a sigh of relief.
There are hundreds of candidates across the country now, but after the results are announced, there will probably be only dozens left.
Lu Wenfeng looks back at you.
The skin on my fingers was as soft as butter. I rubbed it several times and hurriedly moved my head up...
That was the imperial examination held every three years, and there were only a few dozen people.
Yan Funing followed suit with a smile: "It seems everyone did well on the exam. When will the results be announced?"
Zheng Weihe nodded lightly.
Yan Funing's heartbeat suddenly slowed down.
He hurriedly called Zhang Tie to put the wine jug in the kitchen.
Lu Wenfeng nodded: "We'll discuss this matter before the results are announced."
"You need your wife's support." Lu Wenfeng muttered.
Yan Funing took a deep breath and said, "This makes me very nervous."
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