Wang He ran out of the Imperial Censor Wang's residence in a very disheveled state, making him a laughing stock among the many people outside.
Wang He has become a laughing stock in the capital because of his drunkenness. Many of the merchants who cooperate with him are still polite to his face, but they have been laughing at him behind his back.
At this moment, Wang He hurriedly got into the carriage, as if afraid that others would see him.
"Master, where are we going now?"
"Where are you going?!" Wang He roared, "Back to the manor!"
Wang He's face was extremely sour. This Wang Chao had only been able to go to the capital to take the imperial examination and become an official thanks to her mother's help. Now, she was putting on such an arrogant act in front of him, making him lose face.
The more Wang He thought about it, the angrier he became, and when he returned to his residence, he smashed many things.
"Master, the people from Chun Yue Lou have already been paid hush money yesterday, so they won't spread this matter anymore."
“Tell the mother of Chun Yue Lou that if I hear anyone in Chun Yue Lou talking about this again, don’t blame me, Wang He, for ruining her reputation.”
"yes."
Wang He sat on the couch, constantly praying in his heart, with veins bulging on his forehead.
He carefully recalled what happened at Chunyue Tower that day, wondering how he could have spoken so recklessly.
Even if he had drunk excessively in the past, it wouldn't have come to this.
But the thought of Jiang Bai made him extremely eager.
This was indeed the first time he had ever seen a woman like this. She was not only beautiful but also very capable. In particular, her eyes were like those of a wild fox, showing no fear of people and carrying an innate ambition.
It aroused in him a desire to conquer for no reason.
"What a pity that such a woman married someone like Zhao Yi. She would have been better off with me."
"Someone come here."
"master."
The man who came up was the steward of the Prince's mansion, his old eyes gleaming with shrewdness. "What are your orders?"
"Send a letter to the Zhao family." He suddenly added halfway through his sentence, "No, send the letter to Jiang Bai and tell her that I want to hand over the business in the south of the city to her."
"Master, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. We used to control all the medicinal cuisine in the capital. Giving it to the Zhao family would mean losing out. Besides, are the Zhao family members reliable...?"
Wang He glanced at him, and the old steward said nothing more. Ever since the old master died, the entire Wang family had been under Wang He's control, and even the old lady couldn't control him.
"Yes, this old servant will take care of it right away."
Wang He's lips curled slightly. As long as he had the chance to get close to Jiang Bai, how could a weak woman not become his woman?
Zhao Yi's foundation was not yet stable, so eliminating him would be easier than crushing an ant.
Wang He lay reclining on the couch, already fantasizing about the days when a beautiful woman would be in his arms.
But things didn't go as planned; the future was a million times worse than he had imagined.
No one expected that Wang He, who originally controlled the entire medicinal cuisine business in the capital, would one day be universally reviled and driven out of the capital.
Of course, that's a story for another time.
On the other hand, the Zhao family has been revolving around Zhao Xile these days. As for Zhao Ping'an, he goes to the Lei residence after school every day and only comes back at night to rest.
Time flies, and there's only one day left until the selection.
Early that morning, Jiang Bai went to the Ni Chang Pavilion to retrieve the clothes he had previously prepared for Zhao Xile.
On such an important occasion, her daughter, Le'er, had to wear expensive clothes like the other daughters of officials so that she wouldn't be looked down upon.
Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse. Le'er is already pretty, and even at only five years old, you can tell that she will definitely be stunningly beautiful in the future.
With such a bright mind and talent, Jiang Bai is determined to win this talent show.
As long as there are no malicious people causing trouble.
On his way back to the manor after retrieving his clothes, Jiang Bai saw Wang Xuan, the only son of the Wang family.
Wang Xuan sat in the sedan chair, his face extremely violent, as if someone had angered him again.
Jiang Bai glanced at him and continued towards the Zhao residence.
As for Wang Xuan, besides him, there was another young master by his side. However, that person was thinner than Wang Xuan, with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face, which made people feel uncomfortable just looking at him.
This man is the son of Wang Xuan's cousin. He has always relied on Wang Xuan for a living, and the young masters of the capital's official families look down on him.
He comforted Wang Xuan, saying, "Cousin, you don't need to be so angry. Even if Zhao Xile can participate in this selection of literary ladies, how can a merchant's daughter compare with these noble ladies from the capital?"
Wang Xuan felt a little better after hearing this, but what angered him the most was that He Yu was so stubborn and wouldn't even give face to the Wang family.
The reason he went to see He Yu this time was because he learned that Zhao Xile from the Zhao family had also participated in the selection for the Imperial Academy. How could he allow such a lowly merchant from the Zhao family to come to the Imperial Academy? That's why he wanted He Yu to expel them directly.
Unexpectedly, He Yu remained unmoved and even kicked out the silver they had brought.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Wang Xuan slammed his hand on the soft couch of the sedan chair, but the sudden movement twisted the back of his hand.
He has been recuperating for half a month, and even though the wound has healed, his back is still aching slightly.
However, since it was Lei Yun who made the move, he didn't dare to provoke him.
All of this is because of Zhao Ping'an.
The Zhao family, he refuses to believe he can't drive away these lowly people!
"Li Mi, do you have any ideas on how to get Zhao Xile away from me?"
Li Mi pondered for a moment, his eyes, which were already smiling, almost narrowed into slits, and a strange smile appeared on his thin lips.
He leaned closer and whispered a few words in Wang Xuan's ear, and Wang Xuan's expression gradually improved: "This method is good, I'll leave it to you to handle."
"However, doing so is indeed..."
Li Mi did bad things but wanted to maintain a virtuous image. Wang Xuan glanced at him and said, "As for the injuries I suffered, even if the Zhao family had to pay with their lives, it wouldn't matter."
"I will handle this matter perfectly for you, my cousin."
"That would be for the best." Wang Xuan snorted coldly and then had a maid rub his back.
A day passes in the blink of an eye, and in the height of summer, the selection of female candidates for the Imperial Academy is held on the 20th of the fifth month.
Jiang Bai got up very early that morning. Zhao Xile wasn't nervous at all and was all smiles. On the contrary, Jiang Bai's expression was much more unnatural than usual.
Even when drawing her eyebrows, her brows furrowed involuntarily. Zhao Yi chuckled, "Bai'er, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine, I'm just a little nervous."
"Don't be nervous. No matter the outcome, can't our Zhao family give Le'er a good future?"
Hearing this, Jiang Bai felt much relieved: "You're right, look at me."
Zhao Yi knew that Jiang Bai also wanted to give Zhao Xile a better future. If she entered the Imperial Academy, with her talent, she would surely become famous in the capital.
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