Dressed as Tang Bohu

He lowered his head, curled up in pain, "...I thought you were a smart person."

"That's why when I rarely change my behavior, the best results can be achieved." Tang Ziwei didn't care about the threat hidden in Fu Xin's words. The back of his head was firmly pressed against the wall, and he asked:

"Do you still want to watch it now?"

Seeing Tang Ziwei's fierce eyes, Fu Xin's breathing was a little short, and the corners of his mouth, which were barely raised, collapsed little by little.

"No, you dare not..."

"Huh?" Tang Ziwei's thumb slightly moved down by a centimeter, and Fu Xin's words immediately stuck in his throat.

Not only the unfinished words, but even the air was tightly blocked by that finger. Fu Xin's face turned red within a few seconds, like a fish drying up on land, his mouth opened and closed trying to absorb the thin air. air.

He pinched Tang Ziwei's hand tightly with his fingers, his eyes widened, gradually revealing real fear as time went by.

For a moment, Tang Ziwei really wanted to kill Fu Xin directly, not because of Fu Xin's attitude towards him, but because this guy was an obstacle sent by the Yang family to hinder his progress.

But in the end, he relaxed his fingers, leaned close to Fu Xin's ear and whispered: "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you, I just want to discuss it with you calmly. Since now you can only do things that don't hurt me. It doesn't itch to interfere, and I don't want to be expelled for killing you, why don't we take a step back and not interfere with each other?"

Fu Xin took a deep breath all at once, and before he recovered from his panting, he answered with a slightly dazed look, "Okay."

Tang Ziwei then let go of his hand, narrowed his eyes, and was about to say something, when a person came in from outside the door.

The man was dressed in an ordinary Confucian shirt, with a dignified appearance, and a wooden sign of "out of respect, in respect" hung on his chest like Tang Ziwei, and he seemed to be an examinee.

Tang Ziwei and Fu Xin stood by the wall with strange postures.It stands to reason that even if the visitor doesn't ask too much, it's normal to look at him more. Even Tang Ziwei thought of a reason for this.But that person had a dull face, and after he came in, his eyes glanced hurriedly, without any superfluous curiosity, he walked straight to the last hole, and began to untie his belt in a relaxed manner.

Tang Ziwei glanced at the scholar, then reached out his hand covertly to push Fu Xinchao away, and said with usual expression: "Please wait for me outside first, sir."

Fu Xin followed his strength and took two steps towards the door. He wanted to turn around, but he seemed to feel the terrifying sight of Tang Ziwei behind him.Maybe Tang Ziwei wasn't really looking at him, but Fu Xin's heart couldn't help trembling slightly because of this feeling.

As he walked out slowly, he couldn't help stroking his throat along his neck.

He lowered his head slightly, recalling Tang Ziwei's eyes with murderous intent close at hand, the fear of dying, mixed with the pleasure that he couldn't explain clearly, the corners of his mouth couldn't help pulling out a distorted twitch to both sides radian.

Tang Zi was afraid to see him go out, so he didn't look much, turned around and walked between the two low walls behind him, and unbuttoned his pants.

The scholar who was not far away from him had already squatted down, and with the sound of clattering, Tang Ziwei frowned slightly, and left the place after quickly solving the problem.

Fu Xin was waiting outside for him to come out. In just a short while, his face had returned to normal.There was still a bright red fingerprint left on the neck, which was also covered by the black silk scattered behind him.

After handing over the wooden sign, the two returned to the door of the number room one after the other.This time, Fu Xin didn't cause any trouble again.

Just as Tang Ziwei restrained his mind and was writing vigorously, inside the Wenhua Palace...

Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youtang, who was dressed in a dragon robe, sat at the head of the hall, and his ministers lined up side by side. It was the time of the noon court.

A thin, eighth-rank official with a goatee took a step to the left, held up the memorial and said in a loud voice: "Cheng Minzheng, a minister and a bachelor, is asking for the title!"

The memorial in his hand was presented, and Zhu Youtang flipped through it. It said that Cheng Minzheng had been the teacher of Juren Xu Jing, and the two had a close relationship and shared their affairs with Xu Jing and Tang Yin.

"Bold and bold!" He slammed his hand on the table in front of him, and the folder flew out of his hand, and fell to the ground with a thud.

The hall was silent.

Standing not far away, Yang Renzhe was startled by Zhu Youtang's sudden drink, suppressed his nervousness about his son's plan, and turned his head slightly to look at the Minister of the Ministry of War standing opposite him.

Realizing this opportunity, the latter quickly gave Hua Chang a wink and heard Hua Chang say: "Your Majesty, Bachelor Cheng is currently proctoring the examination at the Tribute Academy."

Zhu Youtang didn't need him to remind him, he pressed his hand tightly on the table, Dang even planned to send someone to arrest Cheng Minzheng.

Li Dongyang, who was standing under him, had a calm expression, before Zhu Youtang's golden mouth opened, he took a step forward and said:

"Wait a minute, Your Majesty, this matter has not yet been investigated. If you rashly send someone to break into the Tribute Court and take the chief examiner away, not to mention disturbing the mood of the judge, I am afraid that you will even make wedding dresses for some people with unruly intentions. Why don't you wait for this?" After Chunwei closes the scroll, we will make plans."

"What Li Xueshi said is also reasonable," Zhu Youtang said in a deep voice after hearing what he said, "In this case, I will order you to go to the Gongyuan to supervise immediately, and when the spring is over, immediately bring Cheng Minzheng to me!"

"The minister takes orders." Li Dongyang folded his sleeves and lowered his eyes.

However, Zhu Youtang's order hadn't finished yet, so he waved his hand and pointed to Mou Bin on the west side of the throne, "Commander Mou, I order you to take someone to Cheng Xueshi's mansion before tomorrow, and send him to the mansion." Take the family boy back and examine it carefully to find out that this is the truth!"

"The minister takes orders!" Mou Bin's black eyes were burning with energy.

These courtiers have long understood Zhu Youtang's swift and resolute actions. Although they were surprised at this time, they did not lose their composure.Seeing that the emperor had made arrangements, he continued to play in an orderly manner.

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In the early morning of the next day, the examinees in the tribute courtyard woke up after spending the night in the narrow numbered rooms, and continued to write.Outside the tribute courtyard, Zhu Youtang, dressed in bright yellow, walked down from the sedan chair supported by the eunuch.

When Li Dongyang received the news, he quickly brought people out to greet him. Cheng Minzheng didn't know that he had been discounted in the court at this time, so he was also on the list.

It is not without precedent for the emperor to inspect the examination room, but in recent years, Emperor Hongzhi was diligent in government affairs, and seldom visited in person.

"Let's all get flat, come in with me and have a look." Zhu Youtang looked at a few people, waved his hands, and took the lead into the tribute courtyard.

Said it was a look, in fact, there is nothing to look at.All the candidates were locked in the number room, thinking about how to write the last stereotyped essay, and the only thing they could see was the invigilator walking boredly in the aisles.

Zhu Youtang was followed by a large group of officials who lowered their heads and dared not make a sound, and finally stopped in the aisle of the room where Tang Ziwei was.

Fu Xinben leaned against the wall and hummed a little tune. Seeing this large group of people from a distance, he quickly turned over and lifted his robe and knelt down on the ground, "My minister pays homage to the emperor."

"Raise your head and let me have a look." Seeing that he looked familiar, Zhu Youtang had some impression after a closer look, and said, "You are Fu Han's eldest son, right? Why did you come here?"

"I'm free there, so I followed to see the world." Fu Xin's tone was not serious.

Zhu Youtang remembered his temper a little bit, and didn't care too much, so he raised his hand to let him get up.

Generally speaking, this Fu Han holds a high position as Minister of Rites, and his son would not take the imperial examination to avoid suspicion, but Fu Xin is an exception.

It's interesting to say that before Fu Xin was ten years old, he was well-behaved and well-behaved by Fu Han, and he could be regarded as a little child prodigy praised by the capital.But who knows when, this little child prodigy stopped studying, and hang out with a lot of capital dudes, and he can be seen in the streets and alleys.

Fu Shangshu was furious at first, and beat the boy hard, which only caused his son to hold grudges, but failed.With the passage of time, Fu Xin developed a stern, grinning and unscrupulous appearance. In a fit of anger, Fu Shangshu stopped caring about him and devoted all his energy to his youngest son.

Unexpectedly, Fu Xin took part in the imperial examination quietly, and Fu Shangshu didn't know until the exam was released that Fu Shangshu was also awarded a Jinshi, so he was dumbfounded.

This matter has been rumored in the capital for a while, and Zhu Youtang also found it interesting, so he paid more attention to Fu Xin.

Zhu Youtang looked at the young Hanlin attendant in front of him, glanced at Tang Yin's room behind him, and asked, "You invigilate here for more than a day, what's the difference?"

The corner of Fu Xin's mouth was raised slightly, and an unpredictable light flashed in his eyes.