Young Master Liu pinched Song Ruier's sleeve and then rummaged through his bosom.
This situation was quite intriguing and immediately attracted a lot of attention, with many people gathering around, looking on with curiosity.
Song Ruier felt utterly humiliated and awkwardly brushed away Young Master Liu's hand.
"It's in the study of the house. I don't need to go back to that courtyard. Go get it yourself."
Unable to endure the repeated humiliations from these people any longer, Song Ruier fled in a panic. He felt like a stray dog, tail between his legs, slinking away to avoid everyone's gaze.
He had exhausted himself along the way, and just when he was about to see the light at the end of the tunnel, he ended up like this.
He was filled with resentment and anger, but the thought of that name only brought him boundless despondency.
Is he destined to be trampled on by Qiao Lian'er for the rest of his life?
Afterwards, Song Dujuan also checked the rankings.
I thought Song Ruier would at least be in the second tier, or even in the third tier, she should be ranked in the top one or two.
But when she looked at the last name from top to bottom, she paused for a moment.
Is this what those noble young men meant by "performing well in the palace examination"?
That shouldn't be the case.
However, Song Dujuan thought again that the capital was full of gold, and there were always stronger competitors. Being able to make it onto this list was already quite good. Being ranked last didn't mean anything.
So she went back without worry.
Qiao Lian'er watched Song Dujuan's departing figure, her eyebrows slightly raised.
This is the Song Fusheng family, the one with a modicum of intelligence.
However, with such a wicked mind and scheming, who knows if their cleverness will backfire?
"How did it go? What's your ranking?" Song Dujuan returned to the courtyard, and Song Fusheng arrived with the second branch of the Song family. They all looked on eagerly and couldn't wait to ask.
“It’s on the list,” Song Dujuan said.
Seeing that she remained relatively calm, the Song family felt reassured.
However, Song Dujuan always felt a little uneasy, but she didn't think about it too much.
Several days later, the official positions assigned to the newly appointed Jinshi (successful candidates in the highest imperial examinations) were announced.
Song Ruier, the Assistant Director of the Taigong Temple, is a lower-ranking official of the eighth grade, meaning he is in charge of guarding the Taigong Temple.
Long ago, on this land, a remarkable man named Jiang Taigong appeared. He was skilled in both literature and martial arts, and assisted the monarch in seizing great achievements. In addition, he had the ability to summon clouds and rain and performed many miracles. Therefore, many people in later generations worshipped Jiang Taigong. The monarch of this dynasty even built a special ancestral temple to worship Taigong and set up special official positions for the temple.
The head of the Taigong Temple was the top official, while the assistant head of the Taigong Temple was only the second-in-command.
In other words, Song Ruier, as a Jinshi (a successful candidate in the highest imperial examinations), was assigned to an extremely quiet department as the second-in-command. This department was usually idle and almost no one paid attention to it, unless the monarch or generals performed a blessing ceremony during a war.
Forget about any profit or kickbacks.
When Song Ruier received her notice to take up her post, everything went dark.
He thought that at worst he would be a seventh-rank assistant clerk or something similar, but he never expected that it would be such an insignificant and idle job.
Aside from the imperial examination, he never wanted to see the emperor again in his entire life.
Song Ruier held the letter of appointment, closed her eyes, and felt a thousand resentments and unwillingness in her heart.
In the end, it was all for naught.
Why is fate so unfair to him, turning its back on him?
If only the world were destroyed, he wouldn't have to face his own failures and see others' triumphs.
The clerk who delivered the letter of appointment didn't even glance at Song Ruier, and left with an air of disgust.
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