Chapter 370 Do You Want Love?
At noon, the long-awaited Wen family finally received news of help.
At this time, there were only six days left before the provincial examination.
These days, the entire Wen Mansion is shrouded in an atmosphere of tension and anxiety.
The servants were confused as their superiors kept it a secret.
Family members know their own business. Wen Tingwan's talent and reputation are enough for her to handle poetry gatherings in the boudoirs, but she has no confidence in competing in the imperial examinations.
She has been locked in her room these days, studying the scriptures day and night.
I didn't think about the policy essay part at all, but just waited for the life-saving straw of predicting the topic.
Wen Mingke was so excited that tears almost fell from his eyes as he held the "handwritten edict" that his elder brother had sent from the palace.
Not daring to delay, he immediately took the generous gifts he had prepared long ago and rushed to the Sixth Princess's Mansion in a hurry.
For the first four days, he reported to the princess's mansion every day, but was repeatedly turned away.
The concierge was so arrogant that he didn't even bother to pass on the notice. He just sent him away with a sentence "Your Highness is not at home".
This time, Wen Mingke handed over Qin Zhaoyue's handwritten letter, and the doorman finally relaxed.
"Mr. Wen, please come in. Miss Sui Mo should be in the flower hall right now."
Wen Mingke felt relieved and quickly straightened his clothes and followed the servant who led the way into the mansion.
In the flower hall, Sui Mo was wearing a neat outfit with a modified skirt.
He was slowly wiping a dagger, and the sunlight fell on the cold blade, reflecting a dazzling light.
"Meet Miss Suimo."
Wen Mingke was extremely humble, even a little flattering, and did not dare to act like an elder at all.
Without any greetings, he got straight to the point and quickly handed the letter over with both hands.
Sui Mo put down the dagger, took it and glanced at it, his tone calm.
"I already know the purpose of Mr. Wen's visit. In fact, the family knew about Miss Wen's selection a few days ago.
The reason why I ignored it was because the matter was quite sensitive.
His Highness has already explained that the initial test does not involve too many problems and can still be handled.
However, the provincial examination is related to the foundation of the country, and a single move can affect the entire body, so the risk is extremely high."
Wen Mingke's heart skipped a beat. He didn't expect the other party to be so frank and honest about the risks.
He immediately thought of the eldest son of the Pei family who was now working in the Ceremonial Department. The imperial examination was the main jurisdiction of the Ceremonial Department.
No wonder... No wonder they didn't even let me in before. They were afraid of getting into big trouble.
"Ah..." Sui Mo sighed deeply, and a look of "I'm in a dilemma too" appeared on his face.
"You also know the identity of Mr. Pei. If he were still in the Hanlin Academy, this matter would be easy to handle, but now..."
When it comes to his duties, even if His Highness comes in person, it may not be enough to save face.
Besides, getting one question right on the first exam was already a stroke of luck, so getting it right again on the provincial exam is definitely not going to be easy."
"Your Highness was given strict orders before entering the palace," Sui Mo picked up the handwritten letter, his tone filled with just the right amount of confusion.
"He said the risk was too great and he didn't want to get involved anymore. I don't know why he's changed his mind now."
She shook her head slightly, as if she was helpless about her master's repeated changes.
Wen Mingke's mind raced, and he immediately attributed his "change of mind" to his brother who was in the harem.
After all, he is her biological father, so the Sixth Princess has to give him some face.
He didn't dare to answer the question "Why did you change your mind?" and just bowed repeatedly:
"Yes, yes, the girl is right. We understand the risks and will definitely keep our mouths shut.
But... Miss Sui Mo, please help me. The Wen family will be grateful!"
It's already late, and his meaning is clear: Your master has already agreed, why are you still hesitating? Hurry up.
Sui Mo put the handwritten letter away and said, "Well, since it is His Highness's wish, I will make this trip. One hundred thousand taels."
“Wh…what?!”
Wen Mingke was startled, his eyes almost popped out, and his voice changed tone.
"Miss Suimo, is it so expensive?"
Sui Mo nodded, his tone firm and decisive.
"Your Highness has instructed that this stepping stone cannot be less than one hundred thousand taels.
Our family is only responsible for building bridges and will never make any profit from it.
If Mr. Wen feels embarrassed, please return home and discuss it slowly."
This resolute attitude, coupled with that cold look, clearly meant:
This job is too risky. We don't really want to take it. You'd better give up.
Wen Mingke immediately had an association.
Who would dare to ask for 100,000 taels for a prediction? Even the Imperial College's chief academician wouldn't dare to do that!
This isn't a prediction, this is clearly...
Wow, the Pei family of the Prime Minister’s Mansion has such a big appetite. One hundred thousand taels of silver, who can afford it?
But on second thought, this kind of road to heaven is probably beyond the reach of ordinary people even if they have mountains of gold and silver.
"Well... Miss Suimo," Wen Mingke tried to struggle, "Can you wait until you get the predicted topic before paying..."
Before he finished speaking, Sui Mo raised a faint smile and extended his hand to show the guest away.
"Mr. Wen, please go back."
The attitude was decisive and clear that there was no room for negotiation.
"No! Wait!"
Cold sweat instantly broke out on Wen Mingke's forehead and his heart began to beat wildly.
Seeing a glimmer of hope, thinking of his daughter's future and the possible turnaround of the Wen family...
He gritted his teeth and took out the silver bills he had prepared long ago from his pocket.
"Here is a hundred thousand taels of silver. Please help me, Miss Sui Mo!"
He almost roared, his voice trembling with desperation.
Half a cup of tea later, when Wen Mingke left, Sui Mo looked at the stack of banknotes in his hand, and finally a sincere smile appeared on his face.
One hundred thousand taels, got it!
He summoned Mo Yi, the first member of the Mo Group to break through to the fifth level, and handed her a thick envelope that had been prepared long ago.
"Around midnight tomorrow night, quietly deliver this letter to Wen Mingke's bedside."
"yes."
The topic had actually been prepared long ago, but it was definitely different from Wen Mingke's idea.
Not only is it not the leaked real exam question, it is not even written by Pei Xueqi.
The formal provincial examination is too sensitive, and Qin Zhaoyue does not want to take the huge risk of "colluding with examiners and leaking test questions."
She didn't doubt Pei Xueqiao's character, nor did she believe that he would leak the questions, but what if?
If this question is guessed correctly again and the news leaks out, it will be like yellow mud falling out of your crotch, and it will be shit at best.
If I get involved, I’ll be in endless trouble.
So she asked Sui Mo to come forward early in the morning and buy the prediction questions from several academies in Fengjing in a legitimate manner.
These questions were carefully prepared by a knowledgeable and experienced teacher, who spent more than a thousand taels of silver.
This way, even if the Wen family later discovered that they hadn't guessed the right answer, or had guessed it but leaked the information, she would still be able to justify herself:
The most I did was to make a little money, but I never did anything that violated my principles.
Humph! Sui Mo sneered.
The Wen family had cut ties so cleanly before and had ignored His Highness for many years.
It is reasonable to collect some compensation.
Sui Mo put the 100,000 taels of silver into a sandalwood box and locked it up. The smile that she couldn't suppress revealed her extremely happy mood at the moment.
This feeling is truly indescribable...
Mo Yi, who was standing aside, had an expression that was hard to describe.
"What's that expression on your face? Aren't you happy that your family is making money?"
"No, I just feel like the way you smile now... looks like His Highness."
Broken Ink: ...
The corner of her mouth twitched, she didn't!
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