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Chapter Ninety-One

Thanks to Kan Da, Tudou for the tattoo, and the two of you for the reward. In order to express my gratitude, I will post the third update today (this is the second update, please vote)

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Su Jin was really hesitant about whether to take part in the imperial examination.

On the one hand, past experience tells me that the road to officialdom is not smooth. If you are not careful, your consequences will be ten thousand times worse than those of ordinary people. Moreover, your personality is too out-of-the-box, and it seems that you are not suitable for being an official.

But on the other hand, Bao Zheng's words touched him greatly. The official body was like a golden amulet. With this amulet on his body, what happened today would be absolutely impossible; the imperial court official was not something he could do casually.

If someone is wronged, his fate will not be decided by a small state official. It will undoubtedly be much safer.

Su Jin sat in the elegant hall of Hefeng Tower and asked himself three questions, trying to find out the answers.

The first question is, are you satisfied with your current life?

It seems that this issue does not need to be considered at all. Of course, I am not satisfied. The family home is still peaceful, but there are constant foreign invasions. Su Ji is not a wealthy family in the world. At best, he can only be ranked among the top in Luzhou City. Looking at the Song Dynasty, Su Ji

Submerged in the torrent of rich people, not even a hair can be seen; and with the various suppression and restraints of the Chamber of Commerce, coupled with the fact that this time I have taken over the responsibility with the prefect, the future life will be even more difficult.

The second question is, which one is better and worse between becoming an official and being a common man?

There seems to be no need to consider this question. Su Jin, a layman, does not have the kind of mind that is detached and indifferent among the mountains and forests, so the answer to this question is obvious; people in every dynasty are eager to enter the system. If they are not from a rich family background,

With enough political capital, ordinary people could only change their destiny through the imperial examination. This is very similar to the present in later generations.

Putting aside subjective factors, given the current situation of the Su family, under the gaze of a pack of wolves, if one had an official position, the safety factor would immediately increase by thousands of times, and these young men of the chamber of commerce would never dare to touch them again.

With a hair of a hair, all he cares about is the strife in the officialdom and the happiness and anger of the current big boss, Emperor Renzong;

Although he didn't know much about this dynasty, Su Jin's superficial historical knowledge had never heard of any Northern Song Dynasty civil servant being beheaded. This was a relatively relaxed and open era. As long as you did your duty carefully, don't be accused of being a criminal.

There seems to be no need to worry about life and death issues in the officialdom for such an unforgivable crime as conspiracy.

What should Su Ji do? This is the third question Su Jin asked himself.

Su Ji is in a prosperous stage, and all aspects are developing in a good direction. At this moment, Su Ji has no one to take the helm. I am afraid that Su Ji will be swallowed up by the whale before he can pass the examination.

If he loses his name again in Sun Mountain, wouldn't he be in vain and make the world laugh? Nearly four hundred people in Su Ji's family are clinging to the big tree of Su Ji to make a living. If Su Ji falls, although his family's livelihood is not in danger, it has defrauded these loyal people.

I am an old shopkeeper who has been with Su Ji for more than ten or twenty years. In some families, three generations of their ancestors have lived in Su Ji. Doesn’t that mean they want to hang themselves?

Are we going to invite my mother to take charge again? Let’s not talk about whether Mrs. Wang can lead Su Ji on the road to revival. From a moral point of view, she cannot let her mother, who is nearly fifty years old, work day and night for the business. Let’s talk about it.

My face doesn't look good either.

The imperial examination is a big deal, and you can't pass it casually. You can't just rely on a few pirated poems. You have to study systematically. I have only heard about ancient imperial examinations and bits and pieces on paper, but I have no experience.

However, there are various signs that not everyone can succeed in the ancient imperial examination in one go. If I want to study and take the examination at the same time, I am afraid that I will not be able to have the cake and eat it too.

Hesitatingly, he didn't even know that Li Chong came back drunk. Only Yan Biyun was left watching him quietly, knowing that he was thinking about something and was upset.

Su Jin drank one glass after another unknowingly. Yan Biyun was surprised how he suddenly became so good at drinking, and softly advised: "Aren't you too drunk? Drinking too much is not good for your health."

Before he could finish his words, there was a "bang" sound, and Su Jin threw his head on the table and became drunk.

Yan Biyun couldn't laugh or cry. Could it be that it was wrong to remind him? He was very energetic even if he didn't mention it, but he got drunk when he mentioned it. What kind of evil thing is this?

In desperation, she had to call Xiao Sui'er and Xiao Xian'er to help, and the three of them worked together to lift Su Jin's dead pig-like body onto the couch in the side room and lay her down.

It was impossible to go back home. He was so drunk that he couldn't drive, so he had to stay here. Xiao Sui'er sent Su Ji and the others away, and took care of herself here. She sat on the couch with her mouth pouted and eyes bulging.

I was in a daze, and I didn't know who I was sulking at.

This was the second time Yan Biyun saw Su Jin drunk, both times at her home and Fenglou. She sat beside her in a daze for a while, and suddenly remembered a poem: If the wine is not intoxicating, everyone will get drunk. She suddenly turned red with embarrassment.

I blame myself secretly for not being calm lately and not knowing what is going on in my mind.

It was sweltering in the summer afternoon, and I don't know which maid was too lazy to nail a corner of the green screen window, and a fly ran in and flew around the room. Su Jin's forehead was sweating while sleeping, and the flies were crawling around on his sweaty face.

, Yan Biyun frowned when he saw it.

I wanted to help Su Jin drive away the girl, but it was hard to do so when Xiao Sui'er was present. Look at this little girl, dozing off and on while leaning on the back of the chair, not even half of the dedication of a human maid.

Yan Biyun thought for a while, beckoned to the short maid, and whispered a few words in her ear. The maid understood and came to Xiao Sui'er to shake her awake.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Xiao Sui'er has been frightened for the past two days and hasn't slept well. She was sleeping soundly at the moment, but when she was pushed awake, she was a little confused.

"If Miss Sui'er is tired, please go to the couch in the west wing and rest for a while. Mr. Su may not be able to wake up for an hour or two. My lady said there is no need to make sobering soup. It was probably difficult to sleep peacefully in the prison last night. It's better to let him sleep now.

Let him sleep a little longer." The maid said.

"Then...who will take care of the young master?" Xiao Sui'er was also extremely sleepy, but she was still loyal to her duties.

"Don't worry, we are here. You go and rest for a while. I will call you when your young master wakes up."

Xiao Sui'er felt relieved, yawned and followed the short maid out of the side room to the west wing.

Yan Biyun breathed a sigh of relief, and there was a layer of fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He gently stood up and closed the door, moved to sit next to Su Jin, wiped away the sweat beads with a silk scarf, and picked up the round fan to help Su Jin.

The brocade fan blows in the wind.

Su Jin was dreaming, the sun was blazing, and there was yellow sand all around. Su Jin, dressed in a white warrior uniform, was chasing a winged crocodile in the desert heat with a three-foot green sword in his hand. The crocodile was running very fast, Su Jin

He tried his best to catch up but couldn't catch up.

Just when his mouth was dry and his whole body was on fire, a gust of breeze suddenly blew by, and his whole body felt refreshed and ecstatic. Su Jin took advantage of the force of the breeze to fly up into the air, and a cold light that shook the world and made people cry passed by.

The winged crocodile has a missing head.

Su Jin stood on the monster's huge head, looking around proudly and smiling.

Yan Biyun was blowing a round fan and leaned over to take a closer look at this handsome young gentleman. He had thick eyebrows, a wide forehead, a straight nose and thin lips. He felt panicked when he looked at it. Suddenly, Su Jin laughed loudly, "Oh... haha", which frightened him.

Yan Biyun quickly stood up and turned his face away.

She thought it was Su Jin who woke up and found out that she was peeping at him. She was so embarrassed that her face and neck turned crimson. However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement. When she looked back, Su Jin was sleeping soundly with a smile on her face, and she was not even half awake.

As it comes.

Yan Biyun spat, this guy wasn't honest when sleeping, and he came to scare people. He wanted to bite him a few times with his evil smile on his face.

Suddenly I heard Su Jin say: "Water...water..."

Yan Biyun understood that a drunk person's mouth feels dry and his stomach is burning, and he needs herbal tea to moisten his throat and soak his internal organs. He immediately poured a cup of herbal tea on the table and brought it to the couch.

But how to feed water was a problem. After thinking about it, he put the herbal tea aside, stretched out his slender hands to lift Su Jin up with difficulty, and held him against his body. Su Jin's head was on her towering breasts.

Wandering around, Yan Biyun's heart was pounding, and she picked up the herbal tea and brought it to Su Jin's mouth.

Su Jinru got the nectar, drank it down, and drank the whole cup of tea to the bottom, and then exhaled with satisfaction.

Yan Biyun put the empty tea cup aside, and was about to move Su Jin's head away from her chest. Unexpectedly, Su Jin turned sideways, turned his arms up and directly put them on Yan Biyun's shoulders. Instead of moving his head and face away, he turned towards her.

The two peaks of her body were arched together, and her mouth was right next to the red bean on the left. The hot breath she exhaled sprayed through the thin clothes, quickly heating and expanding the acacia bean.

Yan Biyun felt extremely uncomfortable all over, but she was suppressed by Su Jin's heavy body and could not move. The uncomfortable feeling in her chest made her not know what to do, and finally used her nagging force to move Su Jin's head away.

The hot breath from his mouth couldn't spray his red beans, so he sighed slightly.

"Enemies!" Yan Biyun said softly. She suddenly blushed and leaned over to kiss Su Jin's smooth forehead, then picked up the fan. Not only did she recognize her identity as a pillow, but she also became the most competent maid.dd


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