Chapter 102: Too Oily, I Hate It

Chapter 102: Too Oily, I Hate It

I saw that the yard was full of people, including guards and civilians.

The leaders were none other than Prince Ling Xiao Jingheng and Dali Temple Minister Han Qingyan.

Zhao Huaijin stood there in a daze. He had no idea when they came and how much they heard.

"Master Zhao is really so majestic, isn't he?"

Xiao Jingheng curled his lips, glanced at Zhao Huaijin and said, "Your father has been invited to the Dali Temple for tea, so please invite him too, Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Huaijin's legs went weak. He should have thought of this earlier.

He should have thought about it when Shen Linchuan said that the examination paper was not given by him.

What they did was exposed.

The Zhao family is finished.

The guards took Zhao Huaijin away. When Xiao Jingheng came into the room, he saw Shen Linchuan holding the unconscious Madam Shen.

He covered his nose with his hand to block out the unpleasant smell in the room and said, "Qingzhou student Shen Linchuan sold his body to bribe the son of the Minister of Rites. He is suspected of cheating in the imperial examination. Take him away!"

The runners from the Dali Temple took Shen Linchuan away.

Han Qingyan walked over and felt the pulse of Old Madam Shen. He said to Xiao Jingheng, "I'm afraid this old lady won't be able to hold on for a few more days."

He was proficient in some pharmacology and knew that the old lady's pulse was already weak.

And she was so angry that she became like this.

Xiao Jingheng said: "Then find the best doctor and let her live a little longer.

After all, the most exciting show has not yet begun, and we can’t let her die like this.”

Han Qingyan clicked his tongue twice: "Are you helping Miss Song to get revenge?"

Xiao Jingheng raised his eyebrows, with a soft look in his eyes: "She will take revenge on her own, she doesn't need my help at all."

As he spoke, he sighed and said, “This king feels that he is useless.

Alas, my dear is so smart, I am willing to be her foil."

Han Qingyan: “…”

The Prince Ling in front of me is really too corny.

He clenched his fist and reminded, "It's time to finish at Chengwen Academy."

Hearing this, Jamel Xiao reacted immediately, and he turned and left: “I almost forgot about the important matter.”

It's time for him to go pick up his sweetheart.

At this time, the gate of Chengwen Academy had already opened, but only Song Shiwei walked out.

Qin Yueyao saw her coming out and hurried over to greet her, "You are really capable. You actually persevered. How about it? Are you sure?"

Although Song Shiwei looked tired, she was in good spirits. She nodded and said, "It should be fine."

Qin Yueyao walked around her and asked, "Who are you?"

Song Shiwei asked in confusion: "Why does Sister Qin ask this?"

Qin Yueyao said: "Everyone in the capital knows that you are the eldest daughter of the Cheng En Marquis's family who was raised in the countryside.

Everyone thought you were illiterate and had never been to school, but not only were you an excellent musician, you could also pass the imperial examination with ease.

I was full of confidence before the exam, but when I opened the test paper, I was completely stunned.

I'm good at playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but this test was about classics, laws, poetry, policy questions, etc., and I only answered half of them.

Not to mention the others, there were quite a few who participated, but all of them dropped out before they finished answering the questions, and you were the only one who persisted to the end."

This is also the reason why Song Shiwei was the only one who came out of the academy.

Because after getting the test papers, the others gave up.

She asked curiously, "Did you really grow up in the country?"

Song Shiwei smiled and said, "How could this be false? But Sister Qin, haven't you ever heard the saying that a great man hides in the woods?

I learned all this from my master. Although he was a little crazy, he taught me a lot.

He was an old drunkard, so I learned how to make wine just to learn from him."

Qin Yueyao asked him: "What's his name?"

Song Shiwei shook her head: "I don't know either. He never says his name or tells his story, but I think he is a hermit."

He was a drunkard she met on the road when she was a child. In the cold winter, she was afraid that he would freeze to death, so she took him back.

To thank her, the old man taught her to read and write, and this teaching lasted for eight years!

"I see. But besides opportunity, talent is also important."

Qin Yueyao looked at Song Shiwei and said, "I now feel that no man in the world is worthy of you."

"is it?"

Suddenly, a man's ghostly voice came from behind.

Qin Yueyao turned around and saw Xiao Jingheng with a cold face and a somewhat unfriendly expression.

She shuddered and said quickly, "Except His Royal Highness Prince Ling."

Song Shiwei chuckled and said teasingly, "Sister Qin is not afraid of power, right? Are you afraid of His Royal Highness Prince Ling?"

Qin Yueyao leaned close to Song Shiwei's ear and said, "My brother always says that he has a lot of bad intentions and a very dark heart. How can I not be afraid?"

She coughed lightly: "Well, I'll leave first."

Qin Yueyao walked very quickly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Song Shiwei stared at Jamel Xiao, looking left and right, but she didn't think there was anything wrong with this man? He was clearly too fragile.

"I know I'm good-looking, but you can't keep staring at me like that, right? We're still on the street."

There was a faint smile on Xiao Jingheng's lips, and his shameless look made him deserve a beating.

Song Shiwei: "..."

She rolled her eyes and asked, "Was the prince so shameless before?"

Xiao Jingheng touched his chin and said, "I really don't know this, because I didn't have a beloved girl before."

Song Shiwei's ears turned red. Ever since she cleared up the misunderstanding with Xiao Jingheng, this man started to become glib, just like...

She rolled her eyes, tilted her head to look at him and asked, "Did you peek at the storybook?"

Xiao Jingheng's expression froze, and he frowned and said depressedly: "Is it so obvious?"

Song Shiwei was amused by him. She wondered why Xiao Jingheng became so slick, and it turned out that he learned it from the storybooks.

It's really hard for him, a prince, to have to read storybooks to learn how to please girls.

"You'd better not look at it, it's too greasy, I hate it."

Song Shiwei suppressed her smile and turned around and got into the carriage.

Xiao Jingheng's face suddenly darkened when he heard this, and he glared at Qing Mo fiercely.

It was all because of his good idea that Qingqing disliked him.

He hurried into the carriage and asked, "You really don't like it?"

Song Shiwei asked him: "Why do you want to read the storybook?"

Xiao Jingheng said: "Because I don't understand romance, and I'm not very good at coaxing people, I'm afraid you will think I'm too boring and not fun."

Song Shiwei listened to his explanation and felt sorry for him but also a little moved.

She looked at Jamel Xiao and said, "Do you know why I like A'Mo?"

Xiao Jingheng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Why?"

“Because he’s real.”

Song Shiwei leaned over and stared into his eyes and said, "I don't want those flashy things.

You just need to be yourself and don’t need to change for anyone else.”

Xiao Jingheng's heart moved, and he looked at the woman in front of him, his eyes filled with unmelted tenderness.

He couldn't control his passion and bent his head to kiss her.

Song Shiwei covered his lips and asked, "How is it going?"