klisemfg Chapter 838 Contradiction (2)
Chapter 838 Contradiction (2)
The male protagonist's deep eyes suddenly turned cold, and he glanced at Leng Qingyin with displeasure.
Leng Qingyin also responded with a contemptuous look of a "jumping clown", and then ignored it and apologized to the civil servants in the hall on behalf of his uncle.
"Please don't worry, everyone. Although Ai Lang has retired, his influence in Yanjing has not weakened. He must have heard the news from somewhere, so he kept a close eye on Enke as soon as he returned to the court. Xuanping Hou spoke without thinking because of the pain of losing his son. Our cooperation will not change because of this."
As soon as these words were spoken, the civil servants below angrily sat down and began to complain.
"Although Prime Minister Ai is old, his influence in the court has never weakened. If the Xie family had not been so eager to support Prince Yuan, how could he have been removed by the emperor?"
"In the final analysis, this matter was caused by the son of Marquis Qiyuan. He wanted to be supported by his wife's family, but he provoked two women from different families. The two families started fighting, and in the end, it dragged down the entire family, leaving us without two major supporters."
After saying this, all the civil servants glared at the philandering Su Qian'an.
Su Qian turned his head with a gloomy expression and said to the two men above him, "Uncle Song, Uncle Leng, Xie Wanning is now pregnant with Prince Yuan's son. I have also contacted the remaining members of the Xie family, and they will fully support us."
Leng Qingyin nodded slightly, his eyes swept across Sheng Jingzhan meaningfully, and he instructed: "Take good care of him. The child in his belly will be one of his trump cards."
Sheng Jingzhan couldn't help but sneer when he heard this, his tone full of disdain: "My royal brother has already eliminated the pregnant woman in my nephew's house. You still want to use the meat in Xie Wanning's belly to threaten my royal brother. It's really ridiculous."
Leng Qingyin glared at him impatiently and warned him bluntly, "Your Highness, Prince Yu, until today, we have not seen your value. If you still want to sit back and reap the benefits, we will choose someone else to support."
Sheng Jingzhan's pupils shrank, and anger immediately appeared on his face. He stared at the person above him with anger, and said through gritted teeth: "Don't worry, I have already negotiated with General Chen Du. When the time comes, he will lead the Chen family army to surround Yanjing for more than ten miles. My royal brother will never be able to mobilize troops to support him."
However, this statement only brought Leng Qingyin's ridicule: "This snow will continue to fall for nearly a month. Do you think people from outside can enter Yanjing?"
Heavy snow was falling, and the door of the house was slammed shut with a dull bang.
Sheng Jingzhan stared at the tightly closed door, his eyes dark and unclear, not even caring about the frost on his eyelashes.
At this time, his subordinates hurried over and opened an umbrella to shield him from the flying snow.
The subordinate cautiously advised: "Master, don't be angry, they..."
"Hmph, you are all just chess pieces in my hands. Where have my troops reached?" Sheng Jingzhan interrupted coldly.
"They are stationed a hundred miles away from Yanjing, ready to be dispatched by their master at any time." The subordinate hurriedly reported.
"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind it. It remains to be seen who will succeed!"
A satisfied smile appeared on Sheng Jingzhan's lips, a hint of determination flashed in his eyes, he turned around and got on the carriage, disappearing into the heavy snow.
The situation in Yanjing seems to be stirred up again by Ai Lang's arrival.
The candidates for the special examination had already spent a day in fear in the Imperial Examination Hall.
As night fell, there were still bursts of screams and intermittent sobbing coming from all around, mixed with the sound of hammering on the ground, impacting the fragile minds of the candidates.
A warm yellow halo of light flickered on the snow-covered blue brick road, and with the sound of knocking, it stopped in front of the fifth row, building number seven.
Qiu Xuanzhi glanced sideways at the unusual dimly lit cell, shook his head with a smile, and whispered to Ai Xiang, who he had urged to come out for inspection, "Ai Xiang, this boy has fallen asleep, don't look at him."
"You have a good character!" Ai Xiang praised lightly.
Qiu Xuanzhi smiled faintly in agreement and looked into the dormitory again. Just then, the student inside turned around in the heavy quilt, revealing Lin Yuzhan's sleeping face with a blush.
The knocking sound rang out again, and he suppressed the contempt that was quietly emerging in his eyes, holding his umbrella and continued to walk with the old man.
When he reached the eighth row, the air was filled with the strong aroma of mutton and spicy flavor, which stimulated his taste buds.
Ai Lang was also attracted by the smell. When he came to dormitory 11 in row 8, he saw a student wearing a thick quilt, squatting on the ground and eating steaming shredded pork noodles.
Ai Lang nodded slightly and praised: "Good appetite."
Wang Cheng turned his head when he heard the sound, only to see the red skirt slowly disappearing with the sound of knocking.
At the same time, there was a faint sound of conversation.
"This student actually ate these strong-flavored noodles, not even worried about the smell getting on the test paper and causing displeasure from the adults."
"Nothing to do with you."
"What Ai Xiang said is right."
Wang Cheng raised his eyebrows nonchalantly, then added ingredients to the pot on the charcoal basin. The sizzling pot exuded an enticing aroma, making the "kids" around him cry with envy.
The night grew darker, and the cold wind blew between the examination rooms. Many candidates were still sitting in front of the wooden boards, either thinking hard or writing furiously.
Leng Shuyu was one of them, but he was different. He was dozing with his eyes closed, and in front of him was only a piece of rice paper with the test questions written on it, nothing else.
The sound of knocking on the bluestone slabs echoed in the night, slowly approaching the cell where he was.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw an old man in a red crane robe, leaning on a crutch, passing by his cell.
Qiu Xuanzhi advised at the right time: "Prime Minister Ai, it's getting late. Your health is more important. Let's go back to Mingyuan Tower!"
Ai Xiang?
Ailang?
It was him!
Leng Shuyu had a flash of enlightenment in his mind and began to look at the questions.
Ailang paused, a hint of sarcasm flashed in his eyes, and he casually glanced at the surrounding cells. He nodded slowly and returned the same way with his crutches.
As the knocking sounds gradually faded away, the entire Imperial Examination Hall fell into silence again.
However, unexpectedly, at noon the next day, two noises were heard in the Imperial Examination Hall, turning the already tense atmosphere into an urgent one.
There was only the sound of a faint bell, followed by a loud report.
"Row five, number seven, hand in your paper."
As soon as he finished speaking, a voice from another row announced, "Row eight, number eleven, hand in your paper."
These two voices echoed over the Imperial Examination Hall for a long time, causing many candidates to be in an uproar and whisper to themselves.
Leng Shuyu's hand, which was making the draft, was suspended in the air, and the ink dripped instantly, ruining a good article. His eyes were full of disbelief.
"Someone actually handed in their paper early?"
"Are these two crazy? They've only just made it through one day."
"..."
There were so many shocked voices in the dormitory that the guards had to shout in alarm: "No noise, or you will be disqualified from the Enke exam."
The Imperial Examination Hall returned to silence, and the two instigators had already submitted all their answers. Under the supervision of the guards, they walked towards the entrance of the Imperial Examination Hall on the snow.