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Lu Anping hurriedly left Cheng's house.

What was left behind was the astonished Cheng Jinzhou and Bishop Kant who was as comfortable as a fish in water.

Officials are really the most adaptable race in the world, especially mid-level civil servants. They have upward expectations. After a long period of edification, they are truly able to endure what others cannot tolerate and do what no one is ashamed of: Praise to Bishop Kant , using some small poems to praise the glory of the bishop and the blackness of the stockings is just a piece of cake.

Of course, there will be some officials who stay away from each other and then gather together to express their indignation and contempt, but they will always be a minority and will not affect Bishop Kant's mood.

Cheng Jinzhou looked a little funny at Lu Anping's back. Everyone tried to cheat, but the one who succeeded the first time attacked the one who succeeded, and even threatened revenge - it's really an interesting world.

It's a pity that Lu Anping put the mask on his face again. Compared with the forbearance of common people, nobles are too easy to become emotional.

Others present were either complimenting Bishop Kant or each other, and no one cared about the real protagonist today. Cheng Jinzhou found a small corner, took a few snacks and ate slowly.

In the era without butter, it was not easy to make snacks that melted in your mouth. Generally speaking, honey and lots and lots of sugar and oil were the main solutions, but they were still not comparable to the Western pastries of later generations. Cheng Jinzhou stopped after eating two. Chinese dim sum is more suitable for meals than snacks. Different cultural styles will produce different foods.

After enjoying the singing for half an hour, Bishop Kant finally got tired of it.

He pushed away an official who was standing in front of him and sat across from Cheng Jinzhou. He was sweating profusely and said with a smile, "I like the enthusiastic Xia Guo."

Looking at his upper body, he looked a bit like Sun Yat-sen from a foreign country. Cheng Jinzhou tried not to think about his lower body and shrugged, "When will your second batch of aid arrive?"

"Oh, you are so anxious." When Kant raised his voice, there would be some foreign emphasis.

Cheng Jinzhou waved for a quill, and started writing on the table, saying: "I want 3 tons of gray feldspar, 2 tons of hard chlorite, and 17 tons of limestone..."

"Don't even think about it." Just halfway through writing, Kant started to shake his waist and said: "It is impossible for the Holy Church to give you so much help."

"These aids are less than half of the normal supply that the church gives to Xia Jing every year." Cheng Jinzhou is now a priest and knows how much money the church can get every year.

Since the temples in the entire world are relatively unified, their supply is no worse than that of the Star Warlock Association, and to some extent, even more. Because there are fewer star warlocks in the Xia Jing Temple, the manpower expenditure is also low.

The Bishop's mind was obviously not as ridiculous as his dressing tradition. He said very clearly: "Unless you prove your ability to the Holy Church, there will be a second batch of aid, and what you are getting now was obtained from the Xia Jing Holy Church. Beyond that, there’s the extra part.”

Cheng Jinzhou looked into his eyes, crossed his hands, tapped his fingers gently, and said after a moment: "I will leave Xia Jing soon."

"Um?"

"I'm leaving Xia Jing soon, and I hope to get the second batch of assistance before then."

"I have already said……"

Cheng Jinzhou interrupted his harsh tone and said: "If there is no second batch of assistance, I will announce my separation from the church!"

"What did you say?" The Lord Bishop stood up suddenly, his facial expression could be called shocked.

Cheng Jinzhou was not afraid of him. He shrugged and said, "Those who are favored by God should receive assistance. According to what you said before, as long as I prove that I am favored by God, I will be able to receive a steady stream of funding. But now I am asking for help." I am here to repay you, Lord Bishop, if you need my repayment, the church’s gift is not aid, but remuneration.”

He curled his lips and said: "My time is valuable. If you don't help me, I will withdraw from the temple and you can go and have fun on your own."

Kant was speechless. It was impossible for the Xingzhou Temple to provide a large amount of assistance casually, especially when it was uncertain, but he also admitted that Cheng Jinzhou said it. In particular, the opponent's threat is very good.

Xingzhou Temple will not give aid casually, but it is even more impossible for a "god's favored person" to withdraw from the temple. If such a thing happened, not only the Bishops' Committee, but also the Council of Cardinals would be greatly shaken.

Without thinking too much, Kant reached out and broke it on the table, put the wood on which Cheng Jinzhou had written on it into his arms, and said, "I understand, and I will respond to the church."

"After being conferred, I will leave Xia Jing." Cheng Jinzhou said this to strengthen his confidence.

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Father Cheng was drunk, tapping a tune on the table with his chopsticks, waving his hands in a good mood: "Jinzhou, come over to dad's place. Come here, let the uncles have a look."

The drunk among his drinking buddies also shouted in agreement: "Let the uncles see it."

Those who were not drunk waved their hands repeatedly, stood up and complained: "Lao Cheng, don't talk nonsense."

The priests of the temple, even the princes of the political hall cannot call themselves uncles.

Cheng Jinzhou glanced at Bishop Kant and walked over with a smile. Then he cupped his fists and called "uncle, uncle."

No matter whether he is 14 or 28, he is still a junior. The title is not a disadvantage either.

Those who were called were a little flattered, and they all praised Cheng Jinzhou for being knowledgeable and reasonable. Father Cheng also felt more honored and smiled happily.

…

The Cheng family was celebrating, while Lu Anping went to the palace full of dissatisfaction.

As the vassal prince, Prince Dongshan's main connection with the court was marriage. Now Lu Anping's aunt is one of the beloved concubines.

Lu Anping's idea is simple. When he saw Cheng Jinzhou writing, as long as he could get the paper out and lay it out in front of the emperor, the right and wrong would be clear.

At that time, as the second-placed player, he would naturally be the unrivaled Jieyuan.

As for Cheng Jinzhou's possibility of writing a good article. Lu Anping didn't think about it at all. A person's handwriting cannot be changed. With the imperial court's style of selecting scholars, it is very difficult for successful candidates without neat handwriting, let alone getting Jieyuan.

For first place, one must be able to find no faults.

Even Lu Anping himself would not have dared to agree hastily if he had not already prepared the article.

Lu's servant stepped out of the car as slowly as possible and asked, "My young prince, are you really looking for Concubine Lu?"

"Of course." Lu Anping raised his head and said, "About the family title, we must let my aunt know."

The servant couldn't say something like "Second place is enough" and walked towards the small yellow door in front of him, turning back every step of the way. The throne of the Lu family requires the approval of His Majesty the Emperor, and the ranking in the imperial examination will greatly affect the judgment of decision-makers.

Lu Anping had enough reasons to provoke a star warlock - the future of the Cheng family, that is, himself.

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