Chapter 55 The Heart of Anti-Lord
Chapter 55: Rebellious Heart
There are a few faint rosy clouds in the sky in the east, and the dawn is ushered in silence. Chickens crow in the village one after another: "Cuckoo, woohoo~"
Wen Qian was awakened by the crow of the rooster, opened her eyes, stood up and stretched her legs.
The moment she left the room, she caught a glimpse of the jade pendant on the desk. After hesitating for half a second, she put it directly into her sleeve and walked out of the room indifferently.
He bumped into the sleepy Wen Yu. She was rubbing her eyes, her hair was slightly messy, her red face was very red, and she looked like she had just woken up.
Wen Yu was surprised to see Wen Qian at first, but then remembered that she was very undressed, so she covered her face in embarrassment and whispered: "Brother, are you up so early?"
morning?
Wen Qian looked up and saw that the sky was slightly bright and there was a thick red morning fog ten meters away. It was indeed quite early.
That was the earliest time she got up after a month in ancient times.
"Um."
Wen Yu received a cold response from her elder brother and turned around to leave, but his voice rang in her ears again.
"Ayu, Mingyue, he will go to Zhenzai so that mother doesn't have to leave food for him."
Wen Yu stiffened, raised his head and glanced at Wen Qian, then lowered his head again.
"Then when will I return home? Does it mean that eldest brother wants to live in Zhenzai's small courtyard all the time again?"
Wen Qian, who was walking up the east steps, instantly heard a hint of dissatisfaction in her soft tone. Ayu was a little unhappy!
I had planned to stay in the small courtyard in Zhenzai tomorrow night, but it seems that idea has been shelved.
She went to coax him: "Ayu, don't worry, big brother will definitely come home no matter how late tomorrow night is."
After Wen Yu heard those words, Wanyan smiled, turned around and ran back to the house.
Seeing that Wen Yu, who had always been elegant and quiet, actually had a lively and ruthless side, Wen Qian showed a faint smile on her face and left with her legs behind her back.
Anle Town, Chen Mansion.
In the study.
The well-dressed Chen Linong and Wei Nuo, the owner of the Longyin Escort Agency, each held a book list on their legs, and neither of them looked happy.
"Mr. Wei, if you are listed in this book, are you the most likely young man to win the imperial examination next year, or even be the most promising young man in Xuancheng?"
Chen Linong put the book list in his lap, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and continued: "His book list contains people who are doubtful about whether they have passed the exam. Don't taint your discernment."
Wei Nuo raised an eyebrow, put the roster in his lap, picked up the roster that Chen Linong had just placed, and said with a smile: "Mr. Chen is joking, that's not his duty, how can he leave out anyone."
If you don't look at the people on the list, you won't know if someone is at the top and catches the eye of the master.
The master blamed Dong Lai, but he didn't even have a chance to defend himself.
Maybe my old guy is very good at falling into trouble!
Losing your official position is a small matter, but losing your life is not worth it.
Chen Linong smiled politely, with the slightest hint of flattery: "Master Wei, I admire you for being careful and conscientious in your work."
Wei Nuo nodded lightly, but did not take those words to heart. That old guy Chen Linong was not a kind person.
He opened the book list in his lap and read page by page. There were not only young men who had won the title of scholar, but also young geniuses who had just passed their childhood.
Suddenly, the word "Wen Qian" fell into Wei Nuo's eyes, and there was a murmur in his heart: That name is a bit familiar, seems like he has heard it somewhere?
I saw the roster saying:
Warm and dry
Less than the crown (under twenty)
Unmarried
A native of Wenjia Village, he was born with a disabled mother and lost his father in adulthood. He has a stepmother named Jiang, two sisters and one brother.
Wen Qian was selected as a scholar at the age of fifteen. He failed in the scientific examination for four consecutive years. He is doubtful whether he will pass the examination next year.
After reading all the information, Wei Nuo paused and was about to turn to the next page, but found that it was already the bottom page.
He put down the book list and tapped the table with his leg, a trace of doubt showing on his calm face.
This person is so young, even if he hasn't passed the imperial examination in four years, he shouldn't be ranked last?
Moreover, there are more than a dozen people on the roster who are over thirty and have the status of being elected. So Wen Qian obviously has many advantages over them, so how could he be at the bottom?
Chen Linong put away the two books and rosters, saw Wei Nuo rapping on the table in a daze, and reminded him loudly: "Master Wei, Master Wei!"
"Huh? Mr. Chen, what did I say?" Wei Nuo came back to his senses and looked at Chen Linong beside him.
Chen Linong said: "Should they discuss the rewards for the top three in Yidong Mingyue's poetry meeting?"
Chen Linong is an old guy who has no profit and cannot afford to get up early. He is petty-minded, snobbish, and greedy for power. Is he hiding any hidden agenda?
Wei Nuo's eyes were slightly cold, he picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip, covering up the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, and said puzzledly: "In the past, there were only pens, inks, paper and inkstones, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to choose from. Could it be that it was held at that time?" Poetry club, does Mr. Chen have any better suggestions?"
Chen Linong's rich face was wearing a proud smile: "Do you have such a small idea?"
"Oh? Tell me." Wei Nuo raised his eyebrows, put down the tea cup in his lap, and looked at him with some expectation.
Chen Linong smiled, took out an invitation card with golden edges from his sleeve, and placed it on the table, "Master Wei, he wants to use that invitation card as one of the rewards for the top three."
This post was exactly what Chu Qin had given him two months ago, and one of the posts was given to Wen Qian. However, Yuan Chen did not send anyone to give it to him, but he used it in a roundabout way for the upcoming poetry meeting.
Chen Yuanwai believed that the pretentious Wen Qian would definitely come. Even if he didn't come, the invitation would have fallen into someone else's lap.
There is an invitation card in his leg for his own use. He can go to Wenjia Village and invite Wen Qian to accompany him. It is possible to sell him one.
Wei Nuo opened the invitation with a puzzled look on his face. After seeing the contents clearly, his eyes sank and he looked at him pretending to be envious: "Mr. Chen, you are so talented and can be related to the eldest son of King Anyang. I admire you! "
"Haha, haha." Chen Linong laughed and said, "Easy to say, easy to say. If Mr. Wei also wants to get to know Prince Chu, he can introduce you to him."
Anyway, the master they are loyal to behind the scenes has kept us in Anle town in the barren mountains and rivers for many years, so it’s time for someone else to take over!
Wei Nuo didn't expect that Chen Linong would dare to blatantly say something to win over him, and his expression suddenly changed: "If Chen Linong is so intentional, are he afraid of Master Dong's poison outside their bodies?"
Chen Linong's face froze. He didn't expect Wei Nuo to be so disappointed. He would not open any pot and pick up which pot. His tone was cold: "What did Master Wei say? If he is close to the prince of Chu, he will deny his master. Don't ask for the kindness of a villain."
The belly of a gentleman!”
Bah! So what about the poison?
Without the sound of the master's flute, they would always be insects sleeping outside the body. Moreover, the master has not found them for four years, maybe...
Wei Nuo didn't know what Chen Linong was thinking, so he more or less guessed what he was thinking. After thinking for a moment, he smiled and said, "No, he made a mistake. I hope Mr. Chen can forgive me!"
Chen Linong shook his head and sighed: "Master Wei, I am wrong about my master's loyalty. It's too late for me to admire him. How can I blame him? I'm so polite. I'm so polite."
It goes without saying that I should blame him. If he had the chance, he would step on me into the mud. Isn't he coveted for the Long Yin Escort Agency in my legs for a long time?
It’s time for another owner to take charge...
Wei Nuo's eyes quickly flashed with a hint of coldness, and then he said with a smile: "Mr. Chen spent his own money to give the invitations to the Crown Prince and Crown Ceremony to the top three in this poetry meeting. How could he fail?"
As he spoke, he took out a book from his arms and put it on the table: "Thirty-Six Stratagems, as the reward for the first place in this poetry competition, does Chen Yuanwai think it is good?"
"What? "Thirty-Six Strategies"!"
Chen Linong looked at the slightly yellowed book on the table in shock, picked it up carefully, and after looking at it carefully for a moment, he exclaimed: "Then the "Thirty-Six Stratagems" written by Qin Zhao, the direct emperor of Qin, is not complete.
Only copy."
Wei Nuo nodded: "Not bad!"
Mr. Chen was a little greedy for the books and smiled awkwardly: "This book can indeed be a reward for the first place. His invitation is given to the second place. What prize will be given to the third place?"
Wei Nuo picked up the tea cup and drank it all in one gulp, laughing and saying: "Haha, third place? Why should they bother? They can just reward me with pens, inks, papers and inkstones."
After that, he got up and walked out.
Chen Yuanwai's expression changed again and again, and then he showed a look of sudden realization.
It turns out that boy also had the intention to rebel against the master, and deliberately neglected the third place. I'm afraid everyone will feel resentful for such a flat reward!
He really thought...that boy was really as loyal as he said!
Sure enough, people in the world are treacherous!
Chapter completed!