How can you, an emperor, be so infatuated?

Now there are only two awkward princes, one is young and the other is hated, which makes it impossible for her to pick a good one.

An Xin was not bothered by the worries of traveling with his fellow villagers at this moment.

Because the morning court turned into a bustling vegetable market, there was no result after all the arguments, and finally Emperor Sheng An, who had had enough of the show, was defeated.

A sentence full of majesty resounded throughout the hall: "Women are also citizens of our Daqian country. As long as they are capable enough, it's fine to become a general or a prime minister. There is no need to discuss this matter again in the future."

After saying that, he drove them all out.

An Xin, who was distracted in thought and lazy in body, looked at the ministers who opposed him with resentment.

These people are really useless. They obviously want to snatch the position of chief priest from under their butts and leave it to people from their own faction.

Why doesn't she try harder and pretend to commit suicide as a warning or something, so that the dog emperor sitting on the dragon throne can take back the imperial edict and give her a leisurely, free and comfortable life.

After leaving the palace, Jiang Zhou saw An Xin's depressed expression and curled his lips: "Little Principal, you don't seem to like the position of Imperial College Priest very much. Do you think the position is too low?"

"..." What kind of vicious words are these?

An Xin looked at his good student with a sharp tongue, trying to tell from his face whether he was serious about what he said.

“???!” He really wouldn’t get beaten for saying this.

Many people, after passing the imperial examination, may not be able to be promoted to the third rank even after working hard all their lives.

She surpassed many people right from the start. An Xin now felt like she was being bullied when she walked on the street, for fear that those petty officials struggling at the bottom of the imperial city would be jealous and throw stones at her to death.

"You evil son, you had such a good opportunity, but you actually spoke well of giving her a woman in front of His Majesty."

Suddenly, an unkempt middle-aged man rushed out from the alley next to the three people. He had swollen eyes and looked at Li Ziyu and An Xin fiercely.

It is obvious that this man's face is swollen, pale and listless due to excessive drinking and sex.

"How can a woman be the chief priest of the Imperial College? Go and tell His Majesty that this position is more suitable for an official like me who worked as a fourth-rank official in the Ministry of Rites." Cao Zhiqing stared at the unfilial son in front of him and shouted, "Go quickly."

Li Ziyu was afraid that the man's saliva would pollute the air, so he reached out and grabbed An Xin's arm and pulled her behind him.

Then she looked at the man in front of her with eyes as cold as ice, her tone still flat, without any ups and downs, "Do we know you?"

Cao Zhiqing was so angry that he looked at Li Ziyu, who had a detached temperament, and said angrily: "You evil creature, how dare you deny your own father."

"Since you are an official of the Ministry of Rites, you should know more about propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame." An Xin moved his feet: "I advise you not to block others' way in the future. You will get beaten if you do that."

An Xin was pulled to the back by Li Ziyu. She lowered her head and inadvertently saw his big hands behind his back. His slender fingers were clenched so tightly that the joints turned white.

Only then did he realize how much he hated the man who caused his mother's tragic death.

"You bitch..."

“Bang!”

"You...you...you beast, how dare you hit me."

"Watch your mouth, or I won't mind making your whole family disappear from the capital city early."

Li Ziyu's face was terribly gloomy. He could scold him, but he couldn't scold the little mountain head whom he cherished in his heart.

Originally, killing the whole family at once would not be enough to relieve his hatred, so he planned to cut them to death one by one with a blunt knife to avenge his mother's murder.

If this man wanted to die so quickly, it was not impossible for him to agree.

Cao Zhiqing was frightened by the viciousness in Li Ziyu's eyes. By the time he reacted, An Xin and the others had already got on the carriage and left.

Cao Zhiqing, who had already lost his energy, had an ugly look on his face, annoyed that the son wanted to ask his son for some money because the family was already unable to make ends meet.

I didn't expect to hear that the daughter of this boy would be specially appointed as the chief academic officer of the Imperial College by the Emperor.

She resented that such an opportunity must have belonged to her, the wicked son who was able to get close to the emperor and gain the official position through his good words.

Why couldn't that evil creature give such a good position to his father?

If that were the case, they, father and son, would serve in the same court and could help each other get promoted and make money.

In the carriage, Jiang Zhou patted Li Ziyu on the shoulder to comfort him, but was defeated by the other party's disgusted expression. The sharp-tongued man could only silently withdraw his hand.

The most poisonous thing about me is my mouth, and the person opposite me has the darkest heart. I can't afford to offend him. I can't afford to offend him.

An Xin felt relieved when he saw that his two fellow disciples were still able to make people laugh.

6◇9◇Book◇Bar

It was near the end of the year and the students in the Imperial College were on vacation, so An Xin, the chief academician of the Imperial College, did not immediately go there to take up his post.

During this period, most of the winter plum blossoms in the capital are blooming in full splendor. The nobles send invitations to officials who have a certain status and are in great favor. Viewing the flowers is secondary; the real purpose is to socialize and win over others.

An Xin, who will take office as the chief academic officer of the Imperial College in the early spring of next year, has also received many invitations this year.

Someone who is lazy and afraid of the cold, maintains a neutral attitude and even rejected the invitation from the Yuchi family.

Originally, some people were talking about how An Xin became arrogant and looked down on others after becoming an official. But now they saw that she even rejected the family of Yuchi, a first-rank general with whom she had always been on good terms.

When people found out that she really had no interest in this kind of party, the rumor gradually dissipated.

You can't force someone to come if they don't want to.

An Xin, a female official who had not yet taken office, could avoid all kinds of invitations, but the six people who had been in the officialdom in the capital for several years still occasionally received a few invitations that were difficult to refuse.

Fortunately, Li Ziyu and Leng Xiangbai are not enthusiastic and extroverted people, and they usually know how to behave when interacting with others.

People who are on good terms with them also know their personalities and will not force them to frequently invite them to their home parties.

Because of the busy social interactions, An Xin hadn't met Zhu Shijing, Jiang Zhou, An Rui and Liu Boxing for a while, except for Li Ziyu and Leng Xiangbai.

That day, An Xin had just taken back the robes and cloaks that she had made for everyone in the family from the embroidery building.

Three brats who pissed off some of their senior brothers were caught by six people to help An Rui copy Mo Shi Ce: Yuchi Yi, Gao Tai, Chen Qibao, and Kong Xun and Jiang Chenxi who also came to help out of friendship.

Seeing that the robes and cloaks she brought back did not belong to them, Kong Xun, who had obtained a robe and cloak through scheming, sat aside drinking tea with a calm expression.

The other four people looked at her with gloomy eyes, looking so aggrieved that they seemed about to cry.

"Tsk!" An Xin rolled his eyes at them and said, "Don't act like I'm bullying you. I'm a serious person."

"Whether you are a serious person or not, I don't know." Yuchi Yi began to argue: "But it is a fact that you are biased towards the six brothers."

(End of this chapter)