Started as a thatched house and ended up as a female figure

Dispersed.

Almost all the officials looked at Cheng Wan intentionally or unintentionally as they walked.

Until now, they still can't figure it out.

How did things turn out like this?

They were all ministers, so how could this one trick the emperor into being so loyal to her and protecting her?

They really want to learn this skill.

Many officials even couldn't help but start wondering whether they should also write an essay expressing their loyalty to the emperor and showing their pity after returning, and then "randomly" put the essay somewhere, waiting to be "forced" to be exposed?

"Lord Peng, are you okay? Do you want me to give you a hand?" Cheng Wan walked up to the gray-haired Censor Peng with a concerned look on his face.

Censor Peng's condition at this time could not be described as good. His face was pale and he looked dejected.

Censor Peng raised his eyes and looked at Cheng Wan in a daze.

Just now, he was severely reprimanded by the emperor, who said that he used his power to slander loyal officials and had ulterior motives, and was not fit to be a censor, and almost wanted to deprive him of his position.

The emperor was angry at the time and no one dared to plead for him.

Except for the Marquis of Zhaoping in front of him...

Regardless of the purpose of Marquis Zhaoping's plea for him, the emperor finally gave Marquis Zhaoping face and only punished him to reflect on his mistakes for half a month.

"Lord Peng?" Cheng Wan stretched out his hand and waved in front of Censor Peng.

Censor Peng came back to his senses and gave Cheng Wan a forced smile: "I dare not trouble Marquis Zhaoping, I am fine. Just now in the hall, thank you Marquis Zhaoping for pleading for me."

Censor Peng understood that no matter what he thought of the Marquis Zhaoping in his heart, he had to be respectful and grateful to him on the surface, otherwise if the emperor heard about it, the emperor would have an even worse impression of him.

"Lord Peng, you are too kind. There is just a small misunderstanding between us. We are officials in the same dynasty, so we should help each other when we can. Don't you agree?"

"Yes, that's natural."

Censor Peng and Cheng Wan smiled at each other, as if nothing unpleasant had ever happened between them.

"Master, are you guys going to let bygones be bygones?"

Cheng Wan looked at the somewhat hunched back of Censor Peng, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "How can we forget our grudges? It's just that everyone is trying to be respectful. In addition, officials should not have too strong personal emotions in many cases. When you look at others, they are either useful or useless."

As long as it is useful, a clash of swords in the previous moment will not affect a pleasant conversation in the next moment.

"Master Hou."

Several officials including Yan Mu, Ying Changlin, and Mao Yuanyi came over.

Cheng Wan's eyebrows curved: "Is everyone well?"

"My Lord, you are really..." Ying Changlin gave Cheng Wan a thumbs up, then Ying Changlin moved closer to Cheng Wan and whispered, "My Lord, how did you think of putting that essay in the record book? Could it be that you had already predicted this day?!"

Yan Mu and the others also pricked up their ears.

They knew that what happened today was just a coincidence, but they couldn't help but wonder if Cheng Wan had any special means of calculation.

"Master Ying really thinks highly of me." Cheng Wan shook his head helplessly, "If I could have predicted this day, I wouldn't have been so confused when I was summoned to the Xuanzheng Palace. Besides..."

Cheng Wanqing coughed and said with some embarrassment: "I originally wrote that essay only for myself, and the words and sentences in it are really...very corny."

Yan Mu and the others recalled the essay that Cheng Wan had read in the hall, and then they all shook themselves uncomfortably.

I'm afraid it would be impossible for them to read those words out in public, let alone write them out in private.

It is understandable that Marquis Zhaoping could receive the emperor's exclusive favor.

When Cheng Wan saw the reactions of Yan Mu and the others, his eyes flickered and a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

She actually wrote that essay to practice her calligraphy when she was tired of reciting lessons that day and wanted to take a break.

But she was used to being cautious, and in order to prevent herself from unconsciously writing something she shouldn't say, she instinctively expressed her loyalty to the emperor even when practicing calligraphy.

After finishing writing, she folded the paper and put it in the drawer. If Jin Jin hadn't reminded her today that there was a piece of paper that shouldn't have been stuck in a record book, she would have almost forgotten this piece of "nonsense" that she had written while practicing calligraphy.

Thinking of the piece of paper that she quickly destroyed, Cheng Wan's eyes were filled with anger.

"The emperor is very easy to deceive. Now that I am a woman, I have been appointed as an official and made a marquis. In the future, there will be more women in power. In the end, this world will be ruled by women!"

The tone of her voice, her handwriting.

Those people not only wanted to kill her, they also wanted to make the entire Cheng family die without a burial place and want all women in the world to be imprisoned in their boudoirs again.

From the moment he saw the piece of paper, Cheng Wan knew that there would soon be a "battle" to be fought.

She started acting when her father-in-law sent her to Xuanzheng Hall, acting confused, uneasy, shy, and moved...

"Jinjin, regardless of how well I perform as an official, my acting skills are almost perfect."

"Master, no matter what, their plan has failed."

"Anyway, this hurdle has been successfully passed. My Lord, the Emperor has allowed you to prepare for the exam at home. What are your plans next?" Yan Mu looked at Cheng Wan with a smile and raised Cheng Wan's value level in his mind.

Cheng Wan said seriously, "The Emperor has allowed me to take the imperial examination and relieved me of all worries. Naturally, I will work harder and strive to go as far as possible on the road to the imperial examination. I have decided to go home and concentrate on preparing for the examination from now on."

The county exam will be held in February next year, and it is already late October. Cheng Wan had been prepared to shed one layer of skin for the exam before, and now she is prepared to shed two layers of skin for the exam.

The emperor's favor is a happy thing, but it is also a pressure.

Even though the emperor said nice things, if she failed in the first round of the imperial examination, he would definitely dislike her.

Because she was not motivated, she made the emperor who supported her lose face...

"That's fine. Then let us wish you good luck in your exams."

Cheng Wan bowed to Yan Mu and said, "Sir, I'll have to trouble you to arrange the official duties within my authority."

"No problem. The school commander doesn't have much work to do. Just focus on preparing for the exam. I will take care of the rest."

Yan Mu had a smiling face, and was already thinking about which ninth-rank official to promote to be the eighth-rank school commander, which would maximize the benefits.

Cheng Wan wanted to go home directly, but she had to go back to her duty station first.

There are things that need to be sorted and things that need to be taken home.

"Master, someone was shocked for a moment when he saw you come back."

"Don't pay attention to him. I won't do anything. He will scare himself to death."

Cheng Wan ignored the looks from his colleagues, quickly packed up his things, and neatly left those people's gazes behind him.

She is going home.