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

"Auntie, what are you doing? I still have to take an exam!"

Shen Wuming first bowed to the statues of many sages, and then shouted toward the black wooden sculptures.

The black wooden sculpture flew in front of him and hung in mid-air, "Waste of time."

"The last time you were able to climb to the fifth floor, you passed all the tests. There is no difference now."

"So that's it..."

At this point, the wooden eyes of the black wood sculpture seemed to light up and fell on the flowers in his hand.

"This flower..."

Before the black wooden sculpture finished speaking, Shen Wuming handed over the flowers, "I brought them to you."

"Didn't you say last time that you haven't seen the flowers bloom for a long time? I won't bring them to you."

"Look!"

Shen Wuming handed over a large bouquet of flowers in his hand, including various types.

He, Cao Zhuyu, and Chu Youyi went to the street to pick them out, and they were all fancy and matched into a bouquet.

Then he took out a large handful of seeds from his sleeve and said, "I also brought you some seeds."

"When I'm not here later, you can try planting it yourself!"

The surface of the black wooden sculpture was covered with a layer of dark light that was constantly trembling, but it didn't say anything.

After a long time, the black light suddenly rolled up and swept away all the flowers and seeds.

Disappeared.

"You have your heart in mind," my aunt's voice came out, "It's worth my while to help you."

"By the way, how was your wife's matter last time? If it didn't go well, I'll help you again."

"Your skills are not good enough, you can't even marry a wife, tsk tsk tsk."

Shen Wuming's head was full of black lines, but after all, he had accepted his aunt's love, so he could only tell the story with a dark face.

"Now it has been decided with her family, but the wedding has not been officially held yet."

"I think after finishing the imperial examination, it would be best if I can get the top prize..."

Just as he was speaking, Haoran's righteousness in the void on the fifth floor fluctuated, and then a vortex appeared.

Three figures appeared.

One is an octogenarian, the other is in official uniform, and in the middle is a scholar in Tsing Yi.

"This is……"

Shen Wuming was a little confused, but her aunt's voice had already sounded, "These are the three great gentlemen of your Confucian school."

"The old man on the left is the Supreme Master, the one wearing green robe and cuckold is called Xie Mazi, and the one wearing official robe is called Han Changli."

When Shen Wuming heard these names, he immediately showed respect.

It is undeniable that as long as they are practicing Confucianism, even if they are not Han people, their names are familiar to them.

The master of Taixue is in charge of Taixue, and Taixue is in charge of Qingyi.

In terms of power, it may not be as good as several prime ministers.

But his cultivation level is not inferior at all, and his prestige among the scholars is even greater.

It can even be said that people like Tai Xuezhu are the foundation of the entire Han Dynasty.

As for Xie Annan, he was the promoter of the Tai'an Reform and a former Hanlin bachelor.

After Emperor Tai'an ascended the throne, he became the right minister and implemented the Tai'an Reform.

The high-spirited Chu Pingshan back then was just a pony boy under Xie Annan.

Although it failed in the end, Xie Mazi did not die, but disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, it was still within this Confucian Temple.

As for Han Changli, he is the only one among the three gentlemen who is active in politics.

He was the minister of the Ministry of Rites of the dynasty and was also the promoter of the classical prose movement.

"It turned out to be three distinguished gentlemen."

Shen Wuming quickly patted his robes, bowed seriously with respect on his face.

Xie Annan quickly supported him and said, "You kid, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

"When you held the Autumn Examination in Dingzhou, you made the Confucian Temple uneasy and had various strange phenomena..."

Shen Wuming originally thought that these three Confucian gentlemen were highly virtuous and respected, so they should be somewhat high-ranking.

After actually getting in touch with them, I found them to be approachable.

All of them are talented and speak nicely.

Moreover, the three of them were also chatting, or asking about the contents of his policy.

Anyway, nothing serious was said.

But this is a pain for the people outside, who are all queuing up and very anxious.

Seeing Shen Wuming go straight to the fifth floor, he thought he would come down soon.

As a result, after waiting for half an hour, there was no movement, which made everyone feel irritable.

Many people were standing still or whispering to each other, their eyes eager to reach the fifth floor.

"What's going on? I've also asked about the previous autumn exams, and they weren't so strange."

Wang Zhongshu was puzzled, frowned, and muttered to himself.

Fang Daoyuan smiled lightly, but seemed calm and composed, "Isn't this normal?"

"In Brother Haggard, if it's too normal, it will appear bizarre."

"On the contrary, he is different from ordinary people. This is Brother Hao's consistent style."

Wang Zhongshu rolled his eyes.

At the same time, Cao Zhuyu and others also chose a tall building next to the Confucian Temple early.

Climb to the top and watch.

He was used to Shen Wuming's consistent operation, but he still couldn't help but feel nervous.

"What took so long?"

Song Nanzhu wrinkled his nose, "Isn't he stuck on the fifth floor? Hasn't he been up there before?"

"Don't worry!"

Chu Youyi was as calm as ever, she believed in her husband very much.

Since my husband promised him that he would definitely come back with the top prize, it would definitely be good.

Even if there is any trouble, it is just a stepping stone in front of her husband.

Cao Zhuyu also nodded heavily, but she couldn't help but clench her fists behind her back.

She also knew about the agreement between Shen Wuming and Chu Youyi.

Although things have come to this point, even if she didn't win the first place, she would definitely marry Shen Wuming.

But that would be... a little cold to Chu Youyi, which is not what she wants.

"There will be no problem, benefactor!" Su Xiaoxiao said seriously, "I believe in benefactor."

She didn't know why she should believe in benefactor, but she believed it.

Song Nanzhu rolled her eyes and didn't say anything, but she was a little uneasy in her heart.

If Shen Wuming didn't pass the first place, it might not be a bad thing.

At least it wouldn't let Cao Zhuyu, the vixen, enter the Shen family easily.

But passing the exam seems to be better...

Song Nanzhu couldn't help but think of the last time Chu Youyi talked to her privately.

At that time, Chu Youyi was selling misery, telling the misery of her childhood, and she didn't want it to happen again.

He even said that even if Wuming was sacrificed, it would be okay for him to have more women.

He even said at the end that he wanted her to marry him too...

What about four people living a good life, which is better than anything else...

Those words were unbearable to hear, and Song Nanzhu couldn't listen to them at that time.

But he didn't listen to them at that time, but later when he was alone, it came to his mind again.

If Shen Wuming passed the imperial examination and Cao Zhuyu, the vixen, married him.

Then would he have a legitimate reason to become his wife?

At least, it was not that he stole Youyi's man, but that he helped her to fight against the same enemy.

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