Outside Fengming Tower.
Lin Xiushan and Lin Xiushan paced back and forth, looking anxious.
As Jiang Wuji's leader, they hope that Jiang Wuji can successfully become a silver sword.
They were even prepared to entertain Jiang Wuji Youqian in the evening and return the favor for the financing case.
As a result, I never expected that King Luo would give out a golden scroll...
"Boss, why don't you go to His Highness Prince Luo to intercede? Wouldn't it be unfair to let him continue to be a bronze swordsman?"
Liu Changfeng was unwilling to accept Jiang Wuji's death and hoped to change the outcome.
However, Lin Xiushan frowned and sighed: "How can I change His Highness's intention?"
"Let's comfort him for a while. Don't go to Piaoxiang Tower tonight. Take him to Jiaofangsi to have a good time."
"That's okay. Can you help me, the money chief?"
"You'll pay for your share, and I'll pay for the healthy ones."
"Then I won't go. My mother-in-law has been severely investigated recently..."
"Go out!"
"What are you talking about?"
The sudden sound startled the two of them, and at some point, Jiang Wuji had arrived in front of them.
How long has it been since?
Not even half a moment, right?
Oh, I guess the test questions were too difficult, so I just gave up.
A man who can bend and stretch, but still smiles when he fails. This man's character is really admirable.
After looking at each other for a while, Lin Xiushan took the lead and said, "Wuji, I was right about the golden scroll back then. Don't worry about it. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
Liu Changfeng quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, if it doesn't work, just listen to me. I heard that the Holy One intends to choose a princess for His Highness. If you go the right way, then you will truly have a worry-free life!"
Hearing this, Jiang Wuji spread his hands and said with a smile: "What are you talking about? I finished it. Maybe I was lucky and the question was not that difficult."
"???"×2
finished? Not that difficult?
Golden scroll, that’s a golden scroll!
No matter how lucky you are, no matter how simple the question is, you can't finish it in less than half an hour, right?
"Haha, I don't believe it."
"I don't believe it either..."
Just when the two of them expressed doubts, Qin Liyue limped out holding a silver knife and a silver knife token.
"Jiang Yindao, congratulations."
“(°Д°)°Д°)”
…
Jinxiyuan, water pavilion in the pool.
King Luo, who had put on a long skirt, was playing chess with a maid.
The maid's name is Qing He, and she is King Luo's personal maid.
However, the relationship between the two is not like a master and servant, but more like a close friend.
I'm going to lose again... Qinghe, who was holding a black piece, was undecided. After she was sure that the defeat was decided, she said, "Isn't it a bit too much for Your Highness to use the golden scroll to test Jiang Tongdao?"
Hearing this, King Luo smiled lightly and said, "I just want to test how long it will take him to complete the golden scroll."
"Huh? What if he can't answer?"
"It doesn't matter, Qin Liyue knows what to do."
Oh, it turns out the back door is opened...
Qinghe, who secretly witnessed Jiang Wuji teaching King Luo how to box, knew that there was something different about their relationship.
If it were anyone else who dared to treat King Luo like that, he would have been chopped into pieces and fed to the dogs!
Hey, I can understand it, who told Jiang Tongdao to be so handsome? I don’t know if I can be His Highness’s maid.
ah! If His Highness knew that I thought so, he wouldn't be angry! So ashamed. So ashamed.
"What are you thinking about?" King Luo suddenly asked.
"Ah? I didn't miss Jiang Wuji, I really didn't."
"???"
The fat-headed fish heaved slightly: "Qinghe, I think you should go to the academy to stay for a few days."
"Why?" Qinghe tilted his head and asked.
"I, the king, will find a gentleman of high moral character to enlighten you."
"Enlightenment? I was enlightened when I was five years old... It turns out that His Highness was scolding people for being stupid."
"hehe……"
"No more, no more."
Qinghe angrily disrupted the chessboard. Seeing King Luo's displeasure, he immediately changed the subject.
"Your Highness, how long did it take for Feng Jin Dao to take the exam?"
Feng Shanhe is the most powerful golden sword in Fengtian Division. Because he has been away on missions for many years, he has the title of "only his name is heard, but his person is not seen" in Fengtian Division.
But the most common rumor about Feng Shanhe in the world is what he himself often said: walk while watching and be calm, listen without forgetting and follow the wind.
For Dali, whose literary world was in decline, this mantra of Feng Shanhe undoubtedly filled his eyes...
"Half a moment, on the armor." King Luo said concisely and to the point.
"Hiss - it's Brother Feng." Qinghe took a breath of air-conditioning in an exaggerated manner.
"Then how long does Your Highness think Jiang Tong Dao will take?"
"He is new to the world and has no experience in the world. There will naturally be a certain gap between him and an old man like Feng Shanhe. It would be good if he could answer it within half an hour."
"Well...I don't think he can do it."
"Why?"
"You are so handsome. If your brain is still good, where is the justice?"
The fat-headed fish was slightly startled, it was difficult to evaluate.
After a while, a maid in a green skirt hurriedly walked in with large steps.
"Your Highness, there is news from Fengming Tower."
"Oh? How about it?" King Luo raised his eyebrows and asked, and Qing He on the side also showed an expectant look.
"The exam is completed."
Qinghe: "Eh..."
King Luo: "How long?"
"From the time I walked in to the time I came out, it took less than half a moment."
In less than half a moment... the fat-headed fish, who has always been aloof from emotion and anger, looked in disbelief. Qinghe opened his eyes wide and shouted: "How long? How long do you say?"
The maid lowered her head and continued: "But Mr. Qin said that from marking the paper to answering, it only takes ten breaths..."
Ten breaths?
Only ten breaths? !
The fat-headed fish was ups and downs, its clear eyes trembling, as if it had picked up a huge treasure...
…
It's getting late, and the lanterns are starting to turn on.
Piaoxianglou is one of the best restaurants in the outer city.
All Lin Xiushan's sword holders are here tonight, and there are also many people who are not very familiar with him. There are even two golden swordsmen, and the five big tables are full.
Moving the silver sword to the right is a happy event, and most colleagues will try to celebrate it, which can be regarded as a personal favor, but a scene like tonight's can be said to be unprecedented.
Not to mention anything else, just completing the golden scroll and being valued by King Luo were enough for other sword holders to come over and fawn over him.
It is worth mentioning: Fengtian is a good leader, and Lin Xiushan pays for it.
"I have long said that Brother Jiang is a dragon and a phoenix among men. Not to mention the silver sword, the gold sword is just around the corner!"
"Hey, the golden sword is not enough. I think Brother Jiang will become the princess sooner or later!"
"Shh, it's not fun to talk about this outside!"
"The financing case...I won't say much else. I'll toast you with this cup!"
"And us, let's toast Brother Jiang too!"
"Come on, come on, after this drink, there will be another..."
"By the way, why didn't Yang Jindao come?"
"Oh, stop talking. If it goes down a hundred feet, the master will have to lie down for half a month."
"Here, let me offer you this glass of wine!" The drunk Lin Xiushan handed over the glass.
The scene was in full swing, and Jiang Wuji was overwhelmed by the congratulations from his colleagues.
But people always need to socialize.
In the blink of an eye, the conversation died down and everyone dispersed.
On the way home, Jiang Wuji, who had drunk a lot of wine, was wandering in his thoughts.
I am a silver sword now, and my monthly salary is ten taels.
In terms of commodity prices, I am now a handsome boy with a monthly income of over 10,000 yuan.
Fathead Fish also gave me a bonus of 100 taels, so I am a handsome guy with a deposit of 100,000 yuan.
Listening to music in Goulan costs a hundred cents, calling a girl starts with five hundred cents.
The minimum wage for Jiaofangsi is one tael of silver, for ordinary prostitutes it is three taels, for the better ones it is five taels, and for oirans it depends on who is the top player that night, there is no limit.
Well, except for the oiran from the Jiaofang Division, I think I can start with the others...hehehehe.
I used to be submissive, but now I hit hard!
Sure enough, money is a man’s greatest source of confidence!
Oh, by the way, maybe I can imitate Xu Yinluo, copying poems and paying homage to courtesans?
After the female thief tortured King Luo for the past two days, I was suffocated... Well, I won't go home tonight! It’s not like I have no money!
Jiang Wuji's whole body felt hot, and his dantian felt like a volcano, wanting to burst out.
However, just as he was about to turn around and go to Jiaofangsi, a soft voice suddenly came from one side.
"Guan, Guan Ye?"
"Um?"
Hearing the sound, a young girl half-opened the door to her room, her fair little face full of pear blossoms.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Wuji had a good drinking capacity. At this moment, he realized that he was not drunk yet, but he just wanted to continue his drunkenness and go to the Jiaofang Division to find someone to discuss with him.
"Master, help me..." the girl choked, big tears falling down her pretty chin.
Seeing this situation, Jiang Wuji rubbed his face vigorously and said seriously: "What's wrong?"
The girl looked inside the house, as if there was something scary inside, and she didn't dare to say anything.
Jiang Wuji frowned, braced himself, held the silver knife at his waist, and stepped forward carefully.
After crossing the threshold, a strange fragrance hit my face, and at the same time, the scene inside the house appeared in front of my eyes.
Jiang Wuji looked around cautiously, but found nothing unusual.
"Girl, what on earth happened...huh?!"
The moment he turned around, Jiang Wuji saw a white shadow.
The young girl's tears have not yet dried, but her eyes are as charming as silk, her hands are folded across her chest, and she is biting her red lips and approaching step by step.
"Official..."
"It's so white... Bah! So moist... Bah, bah, bah! Girl, respect yourself!"
Everyone in Jiang Wuji was dumbfounded. Could this be the so-called good luck?
Get promoted and make a fortune, your colleagues invite you to dinner, and then the girl comes to your door?
"Why do officials ask slaves to respect themselves? Is it... like this?"
Bai Ying suddenly opened his jade arms.
"Dua
gdua
g~"
Jiang Wuji: "(;꒪ꈊ꒪;)!!!"
"The officials must be merciful~ but don't be too quick~"
After the words fell, Bai Ying wanted to throw Jiang Wuji down, but the next second.
"Snapped!"
A crisp slap sounded suddenly.
"Oh oh oh
M head. Oh. "
"How many times have I told you, I am a gentleman, a gentleman!"
