Chapter 472 The heroic scholar and his neighbor, the pretty widow (bushi)
The heroic scholar and his neighbor, the pretty widow (bushi)
Since ancient times, there have been three major happy events in life: the wedding night and passing the imperial examination, and Lance accounted for two of them.
He did it, and Song Ning naturally fulfilled his promise.
That night, Lance drove away the servants, leaving only him and Song Ning.
Song Ning's heart was pounding. He felt that everything that had happened during this period was so fast that he couldn't react.
However, after experiencing what happened at the Zhennan Marquis Mansion, he felt that it was actually nothing.
Lance didn't feel sorry for Song Ning.
He took advantage of Song Ning's distracted state and secretly used some props to make Song Ning mistakenly believe that he was still in the yard, but in fact he had moved to a quiet place.
Even the quilt was replaced with a brocade quilt and a pair of dragon and phoenix, and dragon and dragon candles.
A night of pleasure.
The next day, Lance woke up refreshed, looked at Song Ning's sleeping profile, and let out a sigh of relief.
It's time to take the next step.
At this time, someone in Zhennan Marquis's mansion finally realized that Song Ning had disappeared and reported it to Zhennan Marquis. He sneered and suddenly remembered something.
"Why haven't you seen Lance come over these days?"
I admire that child the most, why haven’t I seen him in the past few days?
Just as the Marquis of Zhennan was about to become suspicious, a servant immediately brought in a business card.
"The new champion?"
What is the relationship between the new number one scholar and his Zhennan Marquis Mansion?
Marquis Zhennan took the note with all his might and saw Lance's name.
He was stunned at first, then he was overjoyed.
Lance actually won the first place in the imperial examination? In this way, even if the title of Mr. Hegui is gone, their Zhennan Marquis Mansion has gained help among the literati.
In such a good mood, he actually became much more energetic after being bedridden.
He sat up and asked someone to check, and soon confirmed that the new top scorer was indeed Lance.
As for why no one came.
Fuqin, who was called to the front, bowed and said, "Let the Marquis know that there was a great commotion in the mansion that day, but the imperial examination was just around the corner. At that time, Master Lans wanted to discuss this matter with the Marquis several times, but no one in the mansion cared about it. In the end, he had no choice but to leave the maid in the mansion to inform the Marquis of this matter, and the Master left the mansion to find a place to live and prepare for the exam."
"These useless bastards didn't even bother to tell me about such a big thing."
The Marquis of Zhennan cursed but couldn't help staring at the piano for a while.
"How come you are still perfect?"
Fuqin's face turned red and she knelt down.
"The young master asked me to tell the marquis that day that he still wanted my indenture so that he could use me with peace of mind."
The Marquis of Zhennan showed a hint of truth.
"Okay, he's a cautious guy."
After thinking for a while, Marquis Zhennan waved his hand and asked someone to take Fuqin's indenture.
"In that case, you can go over and serve first, but don't forget that even if the indenture is not in the Marquis's Mansion, you are still a member of the Marquis's Mansion. Do you understand?"
Fuqin just acted obediently and agreed out of fear. After getting the indenture, she packed her luggage and went to Lance and Song Ning without looking back.
"Now that you have it, keep it for yourself. You can leave if you want, or stay if you want. It's up to you."
Lance said as Song Ning came closer.
"This is what you promised her before."
Lance pulled the man onto his lap, "Yeah."
Fuqin looked at Lance, then at Song Ning, who was blushing but didn't move, and quickly congratulated him.
"Congratulations, Master. I am willing to stay and continue to serve you, as long as you and Master do not mind."
Although she wanted to get married, since she hadn't found a good match yet, it would be better for her to follow a good master.
Besides, the master and the mistress seemed to have a bond as strong as gold, so she naturally didn't have to worry about being abducted into bed. She just had to do what the master told her to do.
Fuqin was released, and the Marquis of Zhennan gradually began to set his sights on Lance.
After he deliberately inquired, he got the news - the new top scholar was very much loved by the emperor, and he offered many suggestions and won important tasks from the emperor. In just over half a year, he had become the most popular person in front of the emperor.
In response to this, Lance could only say that with the data from the previous life in hand, it was not difficult to choose how some policies should be implemented.
So even though he didn't actually contribute, he was able to jump out several times with the help of the 'prophet' - every time he said the direction was right, and after a few times, even though he was just a new top scholar, he was inevitably noticed by ministers and the emperor.
The Marquis of Zhennan, who was recuperating, finally couldn't help but invite Lance to meet at the restaurant.
After getting off the carriage, Marquis Zhennan, who looked much more haggard and thinner than before, walked quickly towards Lance. He looked like a kind father, but there was only a little sparse beard left under his chin.
As soon as he opened his mouth, his voice lost its richness and became a little sharper.
"There were too many things going on in the mansion before. I am feeling better these days, so I will take some time to come and see you."
He played the card of warmth, and Lance showed a flattered expression at the right time.
"Thank you for your concern, Lord. I wonder if you have recovered? Is the prince okay now?"
If the Marquis of Zhennan wants to play the sympathy card, he can also play the heart-wrenching card.
The Marquis of Zhennan looked so kind and fatherly that he almost couldn't hold back.
He tried hard to remind himself that this son he had not yet acknowledged was now the new top scholar in the imperial examination and had a promising future, and only then did he manage to keep a straight face.
"Let's go in first and then talk."
Lance felt a little regretful, but followed him into the private room.
In the private room, the Marquis of Zhennan specially asked someone to order a table of the highest standard. "This signature dish in Zuixianlou is not easy to order. He was originally a royal chef in the palace. He saved the life of the late emperor and was granted the grace to be released from the palace to open this restaurant. When the late emperor was still alive, he often came to taste the food. To arrange this table of food, you have to order it in advance. Try it. When you were on the list, this marquis was lying in bed, otherwise I would have personally arranged to drink with you here for a few days."
He picked up some food as he spoke, acting like a loving father to the fullest.
After Lance pretended to be friendly with him for a while, he asked casually.
"I wonder what happened in the mansion a while ago? I only heard the servants say that the prince angered the marquis and was punished by family rules. Why is it that the marquis looks so bad? Could it be that the prince made the marquis sick?"
He kept bringing up all sorts of issues, and the Marquis of Zhennan could hardly hold back his expression.
But in the end, still relying on the power of the newly crowned top scholar, the Marquis of Zhennan only found an excuse.
"He was playing around with a maid in the mansion and didn't study hard, so I caught him. There's no need to talk about those things. But you entered the court without a guide, and you were bullied in the court."
He said this with a sigh that contained a cryptic hint.
"It turns out that I am useless. You are clearly mine, but I cannot let others know your identity. I can only leave you helpless in the court."
Lance took a sip of tea and understood.
Here it comes, time to make a move.