13 I am a dandy prince
◎Not a great writer◎
It was almost dusk and the room was a little dark, but a figure could still be seen standing silently in front of the bamboo window.
I don't know how much time passed, and suddenly the figure called out softly, "An Qi."
"An Qi has met His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" A black figure quickly appeared in the room, half-knelt behind Yi Yuean, and said respectfully.
"Go and investigate who is behind the rumors spreading about the Songzhu Academy case these days!" Yi Yuean ordered.
In the past few days, rumors have been rife in Songzhu Academy. After learning about it, Yi Yuean felt deeply that this wave of rumors came too quickly, was too fierce, and was somewhat abnormal and weird.
Yi Baiyu, the son of the Marquis of Anping, had joined the academy a long time ago, and had only been a disciple of Zheng Qiuren for a few days, and this matter had not been publicized! Why did it become known to everyone so quickly?
In the past, the communication between students in this academy was very closed.
"Yes, Your Highness!" Upon hearing the prince's order, An Qi immediately responded and left quickly.
The room returned to silence. Yi Yuean stood in front of the window for a while, looking at the dusk outside, wondering what he was thinking.
After the room was plunged into darkness, Yi Yuean finally got up. He walked to the desk, lit the lamp on it, picked up a book from the shelf behind him and began to read.
The next morning
Crown Prince Yi Yuean got up early in the morning and rushed to the school immediately after finishing his meal.
Today is the day when the results of the exam held a few days ago will be announced. Yi Yuean is still confident about the results of the exam.
When he arrived at the school gate, Yi Yuean found that he was not the first one to arrive. There were already more than a dozen people gathered in front of the list waiting for the announcement of the results.
It is better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early. Just as Yi Yuean walked to the bottom of the list, he saw the teacher from the academy coming over with the list.
The crowd automatically parted to make a path for the gentleman to pass through.
The gentleman held up the list and pasted it up neatly.
At this moment, the dense crowd of heads in front blocked Yi Yuean's sight.
Just as he was struggling to squeeze forward, trying to take a look at the list, the crowd in front of him suddenly became noisy.
All he could hear was the crowd's boiling noise, and Yi Yuean heard the students' words of disbelief.
"How is this possible?"
"This is impossible!"
“I don’t agree with this ranking!”
"There is a problem, definitely a problem!"
"How can he be number one?"
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For a moment, Yi Yuean's ears were filled with all kinds of questioning voices.
Yi Yuean was very curious, and he said, "Excuse me, excuse me, excuse me..." As he spoke, he struggled to squeeze under the list.
As soon as he saw the list, he immediately raised his head to find out who was ranked first and caused such a big controversy.
Could it be him? Yi Yuean thought nervously.
I haven't been back to the academy for a long time, and as a prince, it seems a little difficult for me to convince others.
But my talent is there, there is nothing I can do about it.
In just a few seconds, Yi Yuean had even thought about what he would explain to the people behind him later.
When he raised his eyes and took a closer look, the smile froze on his lips and he couldn't help but say loudly: "How is it possible?" The voice came out of his mouth, full of disbelief, causing several students around him to look sideways.
At this time, Yi Yuean had no time to care about this. He just stared at the ranking on the list, which clearly read:
[First place: Yi Baiyu]
[Second place: Yi Yuean]
[Third place: ]
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How could this be?
The originally unknown dude who was known to everyone in the world actually ranked ahead of him and took the first place!
First place! It means that Yi Baiyu got the first place among the twenty-eight people in this group.
First place! This means that every examiner gave Yi Baiyu a high score.
But this...
Is it possible?
Yi Yuean expressed doubts about this.
At the same time, his originally unwavering heart began to waver!
Could it be that those words were not just groundless rumors, but were true? Yi Yuean pondered secretly, lowering his eyelids to hide the complexity in his eyes.
Just when the students in front of the school were in a commotion over the announcement of the ranking of their grades.
On the other hand, all the major bookstores in the capital put a book on the shelves at dawn.
This bookstore is located next to a restaurant. In the early morning when the restaurant is not yet open, the number of customers coming to the bookstore has decreased significantly.
The waiter was leaning on the counter, his head propped up by his hand, yawning lazily and dozing off.
"Waiter, pack up that book for me. I want two." A customer pushed the door open and came in.
"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The customer's voice woke the waiter up immediately. He responded immediately, ran quickly to the book, picked it up and started to pack it.
"Sir, here are the books you requested." The waiter handed the books to the customers in front of him and took the money from them. Just when he thought everything was fine, the two people in front of him did not leave.
"Sir, is there anything else?" asked the waiter.
"Waiter, do you know how many copies of this book were sold before I came here?" the customer asked.
"This... I can't remember the exact number, but roughly, there were about three or four." The waiter carefully recalled his memory and said uncertainly.
Hearing this, the person who asked the question smiled and thanked him, then left with the people around him.
It’s just that the person next to him looked unhappy, which made the waiter wonder if he had said something wrong.
Shaking his head to clear away all the random thoughts, the waiter staggered back to the counter and continued to doze off.
However, through the window, he vaguely saw the customers in the store on the street, seemingly arguing.
Outside the window, the two people arguing were Zhao Xiyan, the vice president of Songzhu Academy, and Zheng Qiuren, the teacher.
Zhao Xiyan had a dark face and listened expressionlessly as Zheng Qiuren next to him boasted about the book in his hand, "Alas, my students are not as good as I was in my youth!"
Zhao Xiyan's face turned even darker with anger, but there was nothing he could do about it!
Why are these two here?
What happened was that just a few days ago, when Zhao Xiyan was busy printing books, Zheng Qiuren came to his house and asked to join as soon as he arrived.
Zhao Xiyan certainly didn't want half of his credit to be taken away, so it would be better for him to keep this job in his own hands.
Unexpectedly, Zheng Qiuren asked him to compare between his own disciple and his disciples to see who sold more books.
He came here specifically to ensure that Zhao Xiyan did not cut corners when printing Yi Baiyu's book.
Zhao Xiyan certainly didn't believe it. He thought it was a trick played by Zheng Qiuren to deceive him.
Unfortunately, after asking Song Ziming and the others, I found out that this was true... I can't keep these unlucky apprentices anymore!
As soon as the books were released in the early morning, the two of them couldn’t wait to go to the bookstore to take a look.
Listening to Zheng Qiuren's constant boasting, Zhao Xiyan forgot the words he had secretly told himself to be patient in the future. He said, "The villain is getting ahead! The world is still uncertain, be careful not to hurt your back!"
"Then you don't have to worry about it!" Zheng Qiuren smiled when he heard that, put his hands behind his back, and left slowly.
"Does this guy still have me, the dean, in his eyes?" Zhao Xiyan said to himself as he looked at Zheng Qiuren's receding back.
However, what's wrong with this guy recently? It seems like he's going backwards and becoming more and more arrogant!
It's a bit like I just met him.
Twenty years ago, Zhao Xiyan had just passed the imperial examination and was very proud of himself. At the request of his family elders, he visited a well-known sage in the capital.
"Sir, Mr. Gai is really not in a position to see guests today." The butler said helplessly to the scholar outside the gate.
"My dear father, I clearly saw someone go in just now. Why can he do it but I can't?" the scholar said, looking determined.
"Uncle An, what happened?" A voice came from far away inside the door.
After hearing this, Uncle An turned around quickly, which allowed Zhao Xiyan to see the person who came. He was indeed the so-called romantic and dashing man!
"It's you?" Zhao Xiyan looked at it carefully again. Isn't this clothes worn by the person who just came in?
"Why are you making such a noise at Gai Gong's gate?" The person in front of him ignored Zhao Xiyan's question and just asked.
"I am not making any noise. I have come here specially to visit you." Zhao Xiyan bowed.
"Mr. Gai is a very idle person, how can any unknown person visit him?" the man frowned.
"I passed the imperial examination this year!" Zhao Xiyan said this with obvious pride in his tone. At his age, it is rare to pass the imperial examination and become a Jinshi.
Before the man could say anything, Uncle An beside him couldn't help but said, "Mr. Zheng has already passed the imperial examination!"
How is this possible! Zhao Xi was extremely surprised. The person in front of him looked a few years younger than him!
After hearing this, the man did not reply. He just glanced at Zhao Xiyan who was still standing there in a daze, and then said to Uncle An beside him: "Uncle An, close the door!" After that, he turned around and left.
"Young master, please come back another day." Uncle An said and closed the door of the mansion.
The sound of "bang" woke Zhao Xiyan from his shock.
"Oh..." He sighed and walked towards the inn.
Thinking of the scene at that time, Zhao Xiyan couldn't help but hold his forehead with his hand. It was so embarrassing.
However, when Zhao Xiyan later rose and fell in the court, he never saw him again.
When I visited Gai Gong at his home, he did not mention a word about this.
The next time I saw Zheng Qiuren was at Songzhu Academy.
The person in front of me is no longer the same as he used to be. His pride has been broken and he has fallen into the quagmire.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but sigh.
He shook his head, and imitated what Zheng Qiuren had just done, with his hands behind his back, he walked slowly towards the palace.
Yi Baiyu's book had been printed, and he wanted to personally deliver it to the emperor for his appreciation.
After walking about two paths, the steps that were originally moving forward turned.
Let's hire a carriage, Zhao Xiyan thought secretly.
People are getting old.
【Author’s words】
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