Fantasy: Starting out as a gigolo, born a Confucian sage

Knowing that there was a traitor in the Governor's Office, Yang Wubing's face looked a little bad, but he did not continue the topic.

"I already know about the matter, I will investigate it myself, you have worked hard during this period."

"I will report to His Majesty later, you have made great contributions this time!"

Yang Wubing patted Shen Wuming on the shoulder, "You are capable, let's see if you can pass the exam and become the top scholar later!"

"If the imperial examination is over and you can't find a satisfactory place to go, you can come to my Governor's Office to be a legal officer!"

The Governor's Office, the General Administration Office, the Governor's Office, etc. are all copied according to the template of the court.

There are military officers and legal officers under them, corresponding to the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Justice of the court, which are definitely powerful.

Shen Wuming expressed his gratitude, and then stayed for one night at the invitation of Yang Wubing.

He said goodbye and left the next morning.

After all, he had been busy for so many days, and the people of Chu Pingshan didn't know the result yet.

Cui Zu'e would not return to Zhongshan County, but would return to Cangzhou to meet Cui Zhujian.

"Then I'll take my leave."

At the gate, Cui Zu'e looked at Shen Wuming with a strange feeling in her eyes.

Shen Wuming bowed and said, "I have to thank the Cui family this time. If it weren't for you to help me mediate, I'm afraid..."

When he found Governor Yang, in addition to relying on the ladder of the Pei family, he also got the support of the Cui family.

If Cui Zhujian hadn't helped to speak, Yang Wubing might not be willing to wait for five more days for such a big thing to happen to Song Huai'en.

But if it was Pei Mao and Cui Anshi's face, it would naturally be very different.

"So, how do you plan to thank me, Mr. Shen?"

Cui Zu'e smiled, her eyes fell on him without blinking, and she bit her red lips lightly.

Shen Wuming hesitated for a moment, "I owe you a favor. If you need me later, I will never refuse!"

"That's what you said!"

After the two of them exchanged greetings for a while, Cui Zu'e said goodbye and left, followed by a dozen guards from the Governor's Mansion.

…

It was almost evening when we returned to Zhongshan County, but fortunately there was no curfew yet.

Shen Wuming and Song Nanzhu went straight to Shouting Marquis Mansion, and Song Huai'en was also escorted there by Huang Bingcheng.

Song Huai'en was overjoyed when he learned that the Governor's Office had lifted his ban, and he bowed to Shen Wuming.

"Thank you, Lord Shen. If it weren't for you, I really... I don't know what to do."

The incident was too weird, and Song Huai'en was completely confused, and even suspected that he was a criminal.

In this situation, if Shen Wuming hadn't helped him investigate, he would probably have chosen to accept his fate.

Shen Wuming shook his head and smiled, and quickly helped him up, "Nanzhu and I are good friends, General Song, you don't have to be so polite."

"But although you are not a prisoner, you are also guilty of dereliction of duty, and your position may be..."

Yang Wubing had previously talked to Shen Wuming alone, and Song Huai'en was framed, so naturally he was not guilty of death.

But Yuan Detai was his subordinate after all, and he was the one who failed to supervise the case.

So he could forget about the position of Cangzhou General Manager, and he could only follow other arrangements.

"It's good enough to be able to save my life." Song Huai'en sighed leisurely, "I used to only pursue fame!"

"But only when I was locked in the prison car did I realize that it would be good to take good care of Nanzhu!"

"At that time, I was thinking, Nanzhu hadn't even married yet, and I was going to be executed, what would she do in the future..."

Song Huai'en suddenly experienced a big change, and his mood was a little melancholy, and he insisted on pulling Shen Wuming to drink two cups.

Chu Pingshan had also returned to the mansion. He and Song Huai'en were good friends, so he naturally had to accompany him at this time.

The three men sat in the lobby of Shoutinghou Mansion, drinking back and forth.

"Drink less, drink less, half a cup is enough, I can't drink."

"I heard that Yingge Tower has a courtesan recently, and it seems that she is from Gaochang in the Western Regions."

"Wang Caozhi is not good. He drinks and acts crazy, but he disappears when it comes to paying the bill."

"It's a pity for Qin Shihuang. The Great Wall was not built for defense, but for going out of the border."

"We should attack Yan State. Just give me 3,000 elite soldiers. Don't go by land, go by water."

"Use the navy to surprise attack Yan State's rear, and then fight head-on, tie down the main force, and use the surprise troops to fuck his ass!"

"No, we should manage Goguryeo, and then use the barbarians to control the barbarians, so that he can't take care of both ends."

The topics of men at the wine table are always so plain and unpretentious, from food to women, from women to history.

Finally, it falls on the international situation.

The topics of women are different. For example, Chu Youyi and Song Nanzhu are talking about boudoir talk at this time.

Or in other words

It should be Song Nanzhu who is chattering non-stop. Chu Youyi just looks at her gently and answers from time to time.

"This time, it's all thanks to Wuming. If it weren't for him, I wouldn't know what to do at that time."

"He is so powerful. Gu Zhaoxue is not an ordinary fourth realm. She has strong blood and abundant combat experience!"

"When I started fighting, the blood evil on her body almost made me unable to react."

"But Wuming directly froze her. The knife was only three inches away from me, and she couldn't move."

After experiencing this incident with Song Huai'en, Song Nanzhu's attitude towards Shen Wuming also changed greatly.

Although he used to regard him as his best friend, he was more disgusted.

It was the feeling of "Why do I have such a stupid son like you?"

But now it is different. Every three sentences she says are about Shen Wuming, and she is full of admiration when she speaks.

Chu Youyi blinked, thinking about something, but did not interrupt, but listened quietly to Song Nanzhu's words.

Song Nanzhu talked for two hours in a row, and it was completely dark before she picked up a glass of water to moisten her mouth.

Chu Youyi smiled, "Nanzhu, you are not young anymore, do you have a man you like?"

"Ah?" Song Nanzhu took a sip of tea, "This... why do you suddenly ask this question?"

"I was just thinking." Chu Youyi held Song Nanzhu's hand, "We are best friends who grew up together."

"I have been married for half a year, and you still don't have a man you like, nor are you engaged."

"I was thinking about whether I could help you match them up. It just so happens that my husband has a lot of friends, all of whom are very good."

"Tsk!" Song Nanzhu was careless and subconsciously retorted, "They are not as good as Wuming's finger."

"That's right."

Chu Youyi was thoughtful, "You are my best friend, your husband must not be worse than my husband."

"Otherwise, I will be the first to disagree, but my husband is really great, you may not be able to find a second one."

"You are very proud." Song Nanzhu rolled his eyes, then put down the cup, stretched out his hand and began to tickle Chu Youyi.

Chu Youyi was not to be outdone and also started to tickle her, and the two girls giggled.

But after a moment, Chu Youyi suddenly asked: "Do you like my husband?"

Song Nanzhu was stunned for a moment.

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