Chapter 259: Fried Pot, Various Fried Pots

Soon, the students from other places who were able to enter the homes of the powerful and wealthy in the capital city under the pretext of being retainers, classmates, or studying abroad, gradually received polite and tactful farewell gifts from the nobles.

At the same time, the students from foreign families who were being discussed by the ministers gathered in a secret compartment.

Their expressions were not very good, and they complained:

"I wanted to visit the Ministry of Revenue doctor recently, but I sat in the guest room for half an hour, and then was politely served tea and sent away."

"Ah, me too. I really don't understand why the children of the noble families in the capital are so cowardly! They don't have any scholarly pride or courage at all."

"That's right! When I was in Prince Jing's capital, I had a lot of support. But now that I'm in Kyoto, they're avoiding me. How ridiculous! We're trying to keep our names on the imperial examinations, aren't we also helping them? How ridiculous!"

…

The students from other places' noble families couldn't understand it.

Otherwise, the anonymous imperial examination system would be a "good for you, good for me, and good for everyone" thing for the children of aristocratic families!

Why are the students in Kyoto so uninterested? ! Are they so confident that they will definitely pass the exam? !

They feel that they are extremely unlucky as when it comes their turn they lose their privileges and have to share power with the common people.

At this time, a fat man stood up and said cheerfully, "Since the officials and children of noble families in the capital can't be relied upon, why don't we go to the imperial teacher to seek help?"

Many aristocratic students praised him one after another: Here we go again, this crazy fan of the national teacher is here to make a move again!

Some people couldn't help but mock: "Ask for help from a baby who is less than two years old. Mr. Zhou, you are really something. You are so restless even after you have recovered..."

Before the man could finish his words, he saw a dark shadow approaching him, and then his vision went dark, and he was knocked to the ground by a powerful punch from Zhou Langjun.

In an instant, the students stood up one after another, some trying to stop the fight and some trying to watch the excitement.

The chubby Mr. Zhou put away his fists and smiled cheerfully again: "You all have benefited from the Imperial Master, so please be more considerate when speaking to us. The Imperial Master is extremely powerful. We should let her judge all our disputes. I will accept whatever she judges as my own."

The man who was hit groaned and said maliciously: "You can't even beat me in the exam. If the national teacher also supports anonymous examination, how will you deal with it!"

The chubby Zhou Langjun said: "Of course I support the national teacher!"

Everyone's mouths twitched collectively: Do you want to support me even if I don't even want a future?

But think about it, even if Zhou Langjun ate a new food during the journey, he would force himself to go to the direction of Imperial Master Enrong to get it, so it doesn't seem strange that he is doing this now.

At this time, a young man who was playing with jade beads in the main seat raised his eyes and said softly: "Mr. Zhou is right in one point. We can change our target."

The students were all stunned and discussed:

"No. Mr. Wang, please don't let Mr. Zhou lead you astray."

"The Great Xia Imperial Master is good! But she is too good! With her magical powers, she might know our little thoughts..."

"Ahem, what little tricks are you using? We conduct the imperial examinations to screen out those with bad conduct, to maintain the integrity of the official ranks, and for the safety of the people."

"That's enough. There's no one here, so why are you still pretending?"

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The gentle and graceful Wang Langjun let his companions vent their anger. When they had almost finished speaking, Wang Langjun said, "Your Majesty."

The students were stunned, and almost in unison exclaimed: "What! Your Majesty! How is it possible!"

Wang Langjun fiddled with his Buddhist beads and said softly, "I will tell you one thing today, but once you leave this door, I will not acknowledge you."

When many students heard that there was a secret, they all expressed their opinions: "Of course!" "We are all sensible people!" "Did Mr. Wang speak today?! I don't know."...

Wang Langjun said, "Before my father left the capital, he had found a young man for Your Majesty. The young man's surname was Rong, and I won't tell you his exact identity, but this young man Rong was extremely daring. He was good at breaking into the royal hunting grounds and shot the emperor's prey to death with one arrow. However, because of his immense strength and outstanding appearance, Your Majesty did not blame him, but instead appreciated him."

The students looked at each other in bewilderment, and some of them looked unhappy: "What do you mean, Mr. Wang, is... His Majesty is... that one?"

Several other handsome men with charming figures from the areas bordering Shu blinked with interest.

Wang Langjun, who was as gentle as jade, almost broke.

He took a deep breath and continued, "What I mean is that His Majesty values ​​young talents very much. Even if the way we met is a bit presumptuous, as long as you have talent, you have the opportunity to be valued."

The students were thoughtful and eager to take action, but also worried and anxious.

Wang Langjun finally said, "I will go and inquire about the news these days, and you should also pay more attention. As for those who are confident of going before His Majesty, you can come to me to discuss important matters. Then, let's adjourn now."

Go ahead, Wang Langjun stood up and left gracefully.

After he left, most of the people in the house soon left.

…

Among the seven or eight students left, the leader was obviously a man who was sitting in a daze.

The man wore a blue turban that tightly wrapped around his head.

He raised his head slightly, and it turned out to be Mr. Yuan, who had once had an affair with Madam Wang from the aristocratic family. However, he had a small scratch on his face that could not be covered up, and his expression was a little gloomy.

At this time, a young man with a bruised face and nose came quickly. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that this guy was almost able to get the bachelor's degree.

Wen Zhili also wore a tightly wrapped headscarf, his face full of anger, but also a bit of fear and timidity.

When he walked in and saw the hat on Yuan Langjun's head, his heart skipped a beat, but then he thought about the storyteller in the tavern who announced the list of scumbags who would be struck by lightning, and Yuan Langjun's name was not on the list.

The other party shouldn't be struck by lightning and lose his hair like him, so he should still be able to hug his thigh.

After a long pause, Wen Zhili came up to Mr. Yuan and bowed his head and said, "Mr. Yuan, I heard that Lord Cheng Weining admires you very much. Could you help introduce him to someone? I would be very grateful..."