marry a tyrant

Body searches in scientific research are usually done standing up. In Wang Suicheng's case, he must be framed and searched. In public, it is so embarrassing, not to mention Ye Zhufeng, Wang Suicheng himself can't bear it.

So he stood up against the armrest of the wheelchair in front of everyone's eyes, even though the movement of standing up made his forehead sweat.

Ye Zhufeng, who secretly came to see him off, had hot eyes. As the doctor who treated Wang Suicheng, he knew how much hardship Wang Suicheng had put in at this stop.

Some of the youngest members of the Wang family cried, the old man of the Wang family was relieved, and the crowd was even more surprised.

Who doesn't know that the eldest grandson of the Wang family is disabled, and did not expect to see him standing up by himself today.

Especially the few students who slandered behind their backs before, they were all inconceivable after hearing about it.

"It's terrible, who is treating this prince?"

Ye Zhufeng heard someone talking about him, so he took a deep look at Wang Suicheng, turned and left.

The streets in the capital are extremely lively, and many people are still flocking to the examination room to watch the excitement. If any student becomes the first official, it will not be easy to see them in the future.

Ye Zhufeng walked against the crowd, and his mood gradually changed from excitement to depression. He understood that soon Wang Suicheng would completely enter everyone's sight. With his talent, he must be the top three. As for himself, he was still the Countryside doctor.

When he came to a noodle shop, Ye Zhufeng went in and asked for a bowl of noodles in clear soup. He didn't have much appetite, but he felt uncomfortable and panicked, and needed something to fill it up.

"Guest officer, use your clear soup noodles slowly." The proprietress put down the noodles, the heat rose, Ye Zhufeng sniffed, and then started to eat the noodles listlessly.

In the palace, the queen mother listened to Yingge talk about the scientific examination, her complexion gradually became gloomy, Wan Mohong still went to the scientific examination, for the sake of fairness, the officials who participated in the evaluation this time were hers and Liu Zheng and the emperor's people.

She was the pioneer of the scientific research, but now she is being hindered everywhere in talent selection, how can she not be angry.

If they were all hers, she would naturally have ways to make Wan Mohong lose his reputation. Now, she can only hope that Wan Mohong is an idiot with no talent.

"How about Wuju?" the queen mother asked.

Yingge said: "The princess is very skilled in martial arts, so far I haven't met any opponents."

The Empress Dowager's expression finally eased a lot, she said: "Keep an eye on it, and prevent others from doing bad things to her."

"Yes." Yingge responded.

The martial arts school is located in the largest military training ground in Chenganying. Martial arts is not like Wenju, which has to wait a month for the results to come out.

Instead, it all depends on one's own martial arts. Of course, there is also an art of war examination, but it only accounts for a part. The art of war is indeed important, but the right to speak among the generals of the Tianzhou Kingdom is still based on kung fu strength.

After all, using soldiers can be cultivated later, and one's own martial arts foundation is from childhood, so it cannot be fooled.

There are three matches for each person today, Xiao Niang just finished the third match, her hair is wet with sweat, and her physical strength is almost exhausted.

The martial arts competition is also held for three days, and the opponents are decided by drawing lots in advance. Xiao Niang, who finished the three games, went to draw lots and was relieved to see that it was not Princess Ziying.

To be honest, she wasn't fully sure that she could compete against Princess Ziying. Just because of the opponents she met today, two of them were from the background of military generals, which made her a little strenuous, let alone Ziying.

Xiao Niang is like this, and Ziying is also like this. She handed her a water bag after drawing the lottery Xu Zhao.

"I think men and women in martial arts should be compared separately. Those with big arms and round waists, senior sister, you can't compare with them in strength." Xu Zhao said, looking at the people in the distance.

Ziying's expression is also very dignified, she used to use a big sword in the martial arts field, the big sword not only requires skill, but also strength, but as a woman, it is really difficult to compare with the best men in terms of strength.

"Do your best." Ziying said.

Xu Zhao followed her: "Senior sister, why don't you use a sword and win with agility."

Ziying glanced at Xu Zhao and said, "You have also been on the battlefield with me, do you think the enemy will give us a chance to be flexible?"

The battlefield they went to was fighting bandits, and the generals guarding the border were not extremely powerful.

Because when it comes to the battlefield, it is not just swords, guns, swords and halberds that are fighting. Some cavalry of foreign races just approached, and the horses that were hit with a hammer fell directly to the ground, let alone people.

Xu Zhao rubbed his nose and said nothing: "Senior sister is right, so why doesn't the queen mother let the art of war and martial arts be at the same level?"

"No matter how many amazing soldiers and wonderful skills, if there is no strong soldiers and powerful generals, it will be empty talk." Ziying replied.

"Okay, but my senior sister is stronger than many men in terms of art of war, martial arts, and strength. If she loses to one or two outstanding players, it will not be a problem." Xu Zhaoben wanted to comfort Ziying.

It's a pity that Ziying didn't feel comfortable after hearing this sentence. She was rushing to be the champion of martial arts, so how could she be willing to be inferior to others.

Back at the mansion, Ziying entered the house, and Xu Zhao, who was bored, was going to tease Liu Jin, but after running out of time, he remembered that Liu Jin had also gone to take the scientific examination.

Those assassins had disappeared these days, so Xu Zhao let his subordinates look at Liu Jin.

Liu Jin is a kid who is always teased, and Xu Zhao likes to bully him when he is bored. It is really fun to see people flushed and angry.

However, with no one around at the moment, Xu Zhao had no fun and felt a little lonely.

It was already noon when the people outside the examination room dispersed, and there was no need to send extra manpower to maintain order in addition to the normal patrols in the city's camp.

When the lunch meeting was about to begin, Ren Pingsheng heard that Chu Xiu had asked for leave again. He raised his eyebrows. This one seemed to be too free.

Chu Xiu left the city's camp and did not return to Wan Moyan's mansion. He went to a secluded tea house.

Although his expression was casual, but there was thought and precaution in his eyes, when he walked into the box of the teahouse, he saw Zhou Jing, the general of the Anying in the former city.

Chu Xiu was a little surprised when he received Zhou Jing's news, but he knew that Zhou Jing belonged to Liu Zheng, and he must have been instructed by Liu Zheng to come to him.

As for why Zhou Jing was looking for him, Chu Xiu also had speculations, and finding a Dacheng general over Ren Pingsheng was nothing more than taking precautions against Ren Pingsheng.

Besides, today is a very good day, and it is the time of the imperial examination. From this point of view, Wan Mohong's idea of ​​participating in the scientific examination and going in front of others is regarded as a threat by these old foxes, so he must take precautions as soon as possible.

After sitting down, Zhou Jing exchanged pleasantries for a while, Chu Xiu still wanted to go back to see Wan Moyan earlier, and said a little impatiently: "If General Zhou has something to say, why don't you just say it directly."

Zhou Jing was taken aback: "Young generals nowadays are not very patient."

Chu Xiu didn't speak, and then Zhou Jing asked him if he wanted to be promoted, and said that he valued Chu Xiu's ability very much, unlike saying that talents are buried.

As Chu Xiu had guessed, Liu Zheng wanted him to monitor Ren Pingsheng, which promised him a lot of benefits.

Chu Xiu sneered in his heart, but he agreed to the matter with his mouth. Why didn't he agree if he had the opportunity to gain more power.

He himself is not Wan Mohong's slave, but he doesn't really intend to betray Wan Mohong, after all, who doesn't want to gain benefits from both sides.

As for the four Dacheng generals, it is unknown how many people Zhou Jing invited for tea.

[The author has something to say]: Is a certain young genius in the comment area trying to laugh me to death?