Shuntian Mansion Ya, back house.

Huang Zhongda woke up from the bed slowly, opened his eyes and looked at the top of the bed in distraction, as if he had suddenly aged more than ten years. His hair, which had always been neatly combed, looked disheveled at this time, and he no longer had time to pay attention to these details.

has been in the officialdom for nearly 20 years, and he thinks that he has cultivated like fire, but in the end, he will be planted in the hands of a hairy boy.

When this Xinfu Cheng with a halo on his head arrived, he was just a kid with shit luck, thinking that he would easily kick out of the Shuntian Mansion. But in fact, this was the beginning of the tragedy of his life.

The Shuntian Mansion forces controlled by him quickly collapsed, causing him, the Shuntian Mansion Yin, to no longer say anything, and he was forced to bow to Lin Ran in the last battle, and now fell into this big pit.

Now, he is in a dilemma.

If you enter the rules, you will be guilty of the Yan Mansion, and you will most likely fall to pieces; If he retires, he bears the notoriety of "dereliction of duty", and this year is the six-year Jingcha New Year, which is enough to make him demoted or lose his position.

After working hard to get to this position, there was originally a chance to go to the next level, but after just over a month, everything came to naught, and he fell from heaven to hell.

"Dong Weng, you're awake!" Master He sat on the stool in front of the bed, and suddenly saw Huang Zhongda open his eyes, and he looked very happy and surprised.

Huang Zhongda had already come to his senses and returned to the cruel reality, first sighed lightly, and then asked seriously: "After the official fainted, what did he do?" ”

After this experience, he really saw this genius clearly. Just the casual layout has already put him in a situation from which he will never recover, what reason does he have to despise the other party?

If in the past, someone said that Lin Ran would inevitably enter the cabinet to pay homage to the prime minister, he felt that it was a joke. But now, some people say that Lin Ran can't enter the cabinet to worship the prime minister, and he thinks it's a joke.

"After Dong Weng fainted, Lin Fucheng personally sent you back, and warned everyone not to spread the matter!" Master He knew who this "he" was, so he replied honestly.

Huang Zhongda didn't know what Lin Ran's considerations were and why he chose to maintain his dignity, but there was still a faint feeling of gratitude in his heart, but he asked in a low mood: "Sir, what do you think should be done now?" ”

"Dong Weng, we still have to drag this case first, at least we have to give Yan Mansion some time, and let Yan Mansion find a way to get out by himself!" The master thought for a moment and immediately gave a suggestion.

Huang Zhongda's face showed a bitter look, and he said leisurely: "Not to mention Lin Ran, whether they will give the official time, if the official drags it so strongly, I'm afraid it will be difficult to keep this position!" ”

The current case has pointed to Yan Hong, Yan Hong is not only involved in the framing of Wang Gongzi, but also the biggest suspect in the Sichengfang bloodbath, how can there be any reason not to arrest him back?

He dragged on so much not to arrest Yan Hong, but it was inevitable that he would end up talking, how could those political enemies and officials easily let him go, and why did he continue to stay in the position of Shuntian Mansion Yin?

"The lesser of two evils, the heavier!" The master was silent for a moment, and seemed to persuade seriously.

Huang Zhongda closed his eyes slowly, knowing that not only was it difficult to seek advancement, but even keeping his current position was a luxury, so he gently bowed his head, but said hatefully: "Even if this official is going to fall, it won't make that kid feel better!" ”

The originally promising Shuntian Mansion Yin was overshadowed, if it was impossible to say that there was no resentment, and Huang Zhongda, whether it was for dignity or the resentment in his chest, he could give Lin Ran back the color.

Shuntian Gongyuan, Xuanzi Lane No. House.

Wang Honghai slept again in the house, slowly woke up from his sleep, and saw the blue sky when he opened his eyes. Today is a sunny day, a few spring swallows soaring in the blue sky, a small grass on the opposite blue brick wall stretches out young leaves, everything looks so beautiful.

As usual, when he got up, he first arranged the quilt and put it aside, and then put the front plate on it, so that the "bed" became a "table".

After getting water from the large tank in the alley, he used a brazier to roast some dried meat and preserved fruits, which were the best products provided to them by the United Merchant Group. Although the taste is not very good, it is much better than other candidates.

In addition, he took out another ginseng and took a bite, and suddenly there was a replenishment of energy. This was given to him privately by the United Business Group, and other Guangdong candidates seemed to have it, but none of them were as good as his ginseng.

After breakfast, the test questions were handed down, and today is the second session of the exam.

Different from the township examination, the change of venue of the examination is not allowed for their group of candidates to leave the Gongyuan, so they still have to stay in the Gongyuan for the night after handing in their papers yesterday. They had to take three exams in a row, and they had to stay in this house for nine days and eight nights.

This kind of day is undoubtedly a kind of torture, but it is a kind of torture that they must go through if they want to seize the fame of Jinshi. And he comes from Qiongzhou, where the wind is raging and the heat is unbearable, and there is a kind of resilience in his temperament.

"Fight for ten years and study hard to win the championship with my parents!"

Wang Honghai put the paper, pen, ink and inkstone in turn, and the inkstone is the end inkstone produced in Zhaoqing, Guangdong. Before unfolding the test, he first looked at the line of words on the wall and smiled knowingly.

Before leaving, he not only memorized the teacher's advice before leaving, but also transcribed this sentence on the wall. And these words seemed to have a magical power, so that he did not feel nervous in the first exam, and even felt that his teacher was by his side silently encouraging him.

If he can get good results in this examination, he thinks that most of his fame is due to such a bright teacher.

This test is the standard writing of official documents such as treatises, judgments, edicts, and edicts, and thanks to his father and grandfather, he has been exposed to these contents at a very young age.

Therefore, as long as he does not seem too nervous, these topics will definitely not be problematic and can be handled easily.

In just one and a half days, he had completed all the test questions.

He carefully put the test questions back into the leather bag, and looked up at the blue sky on the blue brick wall, but his face flashed with melancholy. As for the results this time, he still has no bottom in his heart.

He knew that there were many pairs of eyes on his results outside, and if he didn't do well in this exam, those villains would inevitably jump out immediately and use this to attack his mentor.