Anyang, in He Jin's luxury mansion.

Once again, I saw He Jin hugging Shen Xiu'er's waist and walking into the room twisted and twisted. Xiao Yue'er was too lazy to sigh this time.

Only when I looked at Jin Yuan in front of the door, my eyes were filled with resentment and loneliness: the whole courtyard was filled with the sour smell of love, and only the two of us were emitting the fragrance of a single dog.

well......

Everyone, Liu, is worthy of being Liu, and I think I have expected this a long time ago. I haven’t lived here for so many days, and I don’t see you or feel upset.

However, this time they were wrong.

He Jin just wanted to experience this time, what does it feel like to read "Red Sleeves and Incense at Night with You"? After all, many scholars in ancient times seemed to yearn for it.

And he thought that he was now half a scholar, right?

Unfortunately, after only one stick of incense in the study, He Jin realized how hypocritical scholars were in ancient times.

The incense was lit, but it did not have the effect of calming the mind at all.

Instead, she was rubbing her ears with Shen Xiu'er, and then she accidentally glanced at her delicate buttocks that were unintentionally raised when she was playing with incense... The little flame in her heart was burning, and she couldn't even see a word on the book.

What's the bullshit "Red sleeves add fragrance to your night reading" is clearly the reality of picking up girls under the banner of reading!

Helplessly, He Jin could only speak: "Xiu'er, you'd better go out first... Your temptation is too great, it's simply a dose of walking aphrodisiac, I can't resist it."

Even if there is such a request, it will be filled with the sweetness of coaxing women.

When Shen Xiu'er heard this, she was not unhappy, but instead pouted arrogantly and told He Jin, "Then you should concentrate..."

After saying that, he left the study room with twists and turns.

Finally, watching the cute back completely disappear, He Jin took a deep breath and began to force himself to continue reciting the boring Chengwen.

There is no way. Even though he is very sure to win the exam in the college, the premise is still the same. He must write a similar eight-legged essay.

Unlike the county and government examinations, the college examination is the examination that truly determines the qualifications of students, and is hosted by the provincial teachings.

Students in the entire province are all elites among the elites, and many of them should be very informative. If the articles written are nonsense, even if the adults are willing to accept them, the students below will be quarreling.

Fortunately, the rest of the time is still plenty.

Although the exam for scholars is based on counties, if you recommend students to take exams from one county after another, it would be too trivial to have more than one hundred counties in a province and would be too time-consuming.

Therefore, the college entrance examinations are concentrated in various prefectures and cities to take the exam.

Generally speaking, the master of the school presided over the first college entrance examination in the provincial capital. Then, after that, in a few months, he went through the prefectures and cities in Henan to select scholars from each prefectures and counties.

There is still one month before the first Luoyang Academy test starts. It is possible to push it to Zhangde Mansion in a month, or even half a year later.

Therefore, He Jin doesn't have to cram the Buddha's feet this time, he can keep calm and unhappy...uh, cram the Buddha's feet.

But before he could recite a Chengwen, another voice came from outside the room: "Young Master, Meng Qianhu is here, do you want to meet again?"

"What are he here to do?" He Jin couldn't help feeling a little strange, but he still got up and went out.

When he arrived at the front hall, he saw Meng Wenda fiddling with the tea lid slowly, looking very leisurely. Li Chengyou, behind him, snorted arrogantly when he saw He Jin.

He Jin suddenly felt that he was in a bad mood: Isn’t it just that you are the real power of the Jinyiwei family, and I am a false title, what’s there to show off?

I don't like your bad temper!

So, after He Jin bowed to Meng Wenda casually, he pretended to salute Lee Seung-woo.

But halfway through his childhood, he slapped his forehead and said, "Oh, I almost forgot. I am now a hundred households of Jinyiwei, so there is no need to salute you."

Sure enough, Lee Seung-woo was fooled and said contemptuously: "Hmph, a person with a salary is just a honor given by the royal family."

"Yes...ever I feel ashamed whenever I think of the great emperor's grace."

He Jin looked humbly and looked at Meng Wenda and said, "Meng Qianhu, he always had to take care of a child everywhere, or an older child with the real power of the Jinyiwei households. It must be very hard, right?"

When Meng Wenda heard this, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous when he looked at him.

"He Jin, you are a corpse and have the face to say to me?"

He Jin snorted proudly and said, "Go... It's really a crow laughing at the pig black. I don't know how much he has? If I hadn't been born in a family of officials and had a good grandfather, why would you become a Jinyiwei family?"

"I have learned martial arts since I was a child, and ordinary soldiers are not enemies at all. The Jinyiwei is one of the hundreds of households, but I have chosen it with my real skills!"

"Oh..." He Jin nodded, but then he looked puzzled again: "Then can you beat me?"

"I, I!..." The two of them had fought. Although He Jin was a sneak attack that time,... Li Chengyou was a little arrogant, but not conceited. It was probably a fight. If he was not careful, he would probably be beaten by He Jin and call him dad.

"I am familiar with military books and am full of strategies. After joining the Jinyiwei Hundred Houses, I have been following Lord Meng..."

This time, He Jin didn't wait for him to finish his words, and then waved his hand lazily and interrupted, saying, "Don't say that there are hard work for nothing but no credit. There are many people in the world who are hardworking and hardworking, and not many of them are Jinyiwei's households."

"Besides, did you quell the rebellion of the White Lotus Sect in Cizhou? Did you make the coal powder, cement, and rebuilding the Fuyang River?..."

At this moment, Lee Seung-woo's face turned black.

He Jin's meaning was clearly that I quelled the rebellion of the White Lotus Sect in Cizhou, produced coal powder and cement, and rebuilt the Fuyang River. Only then did the court give a false title with a salary of the Jinyiwei and hundreds of households.

And if you, Li Chengyou, have no achievements, can start from the Jinyiwei family, and Meng Qianhu will also provide guidance all the way. Do you still take it for granted?

Are you guilty or not?

"He, He Jin, you, I... I get angry when I see you!" Li Chengyou was so angry that he was so angry that his hands were pressed on the Xiuchun Sword.

He Jin was even more proud and patted the precious embroidered spring sword that came from Zhu Houzhao and said, "You only have embroidered spring sword? I have it too, and it's better than yours!"

"I, you, He Jin, you bully people!" You can't beat me, but you can't say it. The knife is not as precious as others. Li Chengyou was so aggrieved that he almost cried.

"Okay!" Meng Wenda couldn't help it, but she didn't know what to say. In the end, she could only look at He Jin and complain: "Is it interesting to bully a child like this?"

As soon as he said that, Li Chengyou suddenly ran away: Woooooooo...Mr. Meng, he is only fifteen years old, how can you say I am a child!...

Looking at Lee Seung-woo, he walked out of the courtyard with grief and grief.

He Jin sat down and said to Meng Wendayan: "Okay, the children are all out, we should talk about adults. Why are you here this time..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Lee Seung-woo walking to the door with a 'Oh' and tripping the doorway and eating shit. There was no way, he suffered a series of critical strikes, especially the last light finishing attack, which was so devastated to his heart.

Even Meng Wenda, a person with even colder hearts on his face, was not a little reluctant to see it.

But he could only sigh and said to He Jinyan: "It's nothing big, it's just that there is intelligence to find out that the evil bandits of the White Lotus Sect in Anyang seem to be in a rewind."

"In addition, the government examination has just been completed and the hospital examination has not reached such a sensitive time, so we came to supervise the guards to prevent accidents." After saying that, Meng Wenda asked again: "What news is there?"

He Jin then remembered that Anyang is a severely affected area of ​​the White Lotus Sect.

However, he shook his head and said, "I am a student who is now at ease to prepare for the exam. Anyang is not my territory. Can you know what's wrong?"

Listening to He Jin's tone, Meng Wenda knew that he was still dissatisfied with the fact that he had disclosed the matter to Emperor Hongzhi last time.

Helplessly, he could only smile and said, "It's good if there is nothing to do. I wish He Baihu to pass the college entrance examination as soon as possible and get a scholar's reputation, so that we can also give our Jinyiwei a rough face."

After saying that, Meng Wenda got up and wanted to say goodbye.

However, he remembered something and took out two letters from his arms, saying, "When he went to the yamen to inquire about your residence, the clerk of Judge Hu and Duanmu Ruoyu happened to have a letter to you, so I will bring it to you."

After seeing off Meng Wenda and Li Chengyou, who was bitter-faced, He Jin opened the letter when he came back.

He just glanced at Hu Wenxiu's letter because it was full of complimentary nonsense.

However, the sentence from Duanmu Ruoyu's letter made him frown: Hu Wenxiu has always been in-depth and concise, and there is almost no trace to be found...

A judge from the seventh rank, who is low-key in the yamen, is he still going through and out in detail on weekdays?

He Jin couldn't help but shake his head, feeling that this matter was getting less and less simple: an official who was out of reach of the people, but his head was hiding his head and tail was almost like a turtle. If things were abnormal, there would be a demon.

What is Hu Wenxiu doing?...
Chapter completed!