Please, I Really Don't Want Her Majesty The Empress To Be Pregnant.

Although not modern society, there is no Internet statistics.

But there is absolutely no way to make mistakes in the examination paper.

A white and outrageous examination paper crushes the underprivileged students all over the city...

There is only one possibility:

Someone helped me with a relationship and walked through the back door!

Gu Lan recalled the scene when Dou Fu took the plate number for himself, and the more he thought about it, the more something went wrong... He hadn't looked at the iron plate at that time, how did he know it was 295?

Now that I think about it, it was all reserved in advance!

"Damn it... I thought you were taking care of me, who told you to give me Jie Yuan directly!"

Gu Lan twitched the corners of his mouth, black lines all over his head.

There is no doubt that this time's Oolong Jieyuan must be caused by that mysterious court official in the capital.

He does take care of himself.

This should be placed on Fan Jin, and he must set up a longevity tablet for that person, offering it every day!

But Gu Lan didn't want to.

This wave of Xie Yuan's name is added, if you don't go to the capital to participate in the tribute test...well, it won't be long before the Empress will send a special envoy to comfort herself!

The dignified party, Xie Yuan, didn't want to be an official of Dajing.

Want to play 9 Tribes Match?

At that time, it must be "famous all over the world"!

"Hey! Do you really want to follow what the old Taoist Yunlong said?"

Gu Lan thought of the old Taoist god who was there that day, pinching his fingers and counting, and felt uncertain for a while.

But at the same time.

Gu Lan became even more curious about the identity of that mysterious official in Beijing!

What kind of power and position can influence the fame of Xie Yuan in a state city?

You must know that in this ancient era when imperial examinations were supreme, cheating was not a disqualification from the exam, but a confiscation of the home!

Those with this energy must be at least third rank or higher... Well, maybe they have to be from the Imperial Academy or the Imperial Academy.

f*ck!

If I really have to go to the capital, I will find you, a kind-hearted guy who does bad things, and whip you... Gu Lan swears in his heart.

At this time.

Mu Yuyan came in with a bowl of lotus seed porridge, smiling broadly, and sat down next to Gu Lan, gently pounding the porridge with a spoon in her snow-white hands, and handed it to his mouth.

"Congratulations, Mr. Xie Yuan in high school, and will be an official in the future."

"Ok..."

Gu Lan nodded without tears, and drank the porridge she fed.

The porridge is very sweet, and the lady is also very sweet, but this inexplicable Zhongju is a bit blocked...

"Is your husband unhappy?"

Mu Yuyan raised her eyebrows, her eyes were as clear as water, and asked while holding back a smile.

"Ha... An Neng can smash his eyebrows and bend his waist to serve the powerful, which makes me unhappy."

Gu Lan held her cold and soft hand, and said seriously: "I don't want to be an official, I just want to stay with my wife for the rest of my life..."

Fool, only by becoming an official can you really stay with me for the rest of your life!

Mu Yuyan's eyebrows and eyes were gentle, and she thought to herself.

If it is true that they only live in Langzhou City with Gu Lang, the years will be peaceful, but sooner or later there will be a day of separation.

The emperor's entry into the world of mortals is not the end, but just the beginning.

so.

If you want to extend the good beginning to the end, you can only break the game if you help Gu Lan sit on a high enough position.

The Empress knew this all too well.

"My lord, God will take the blame instead of taking it."

Mu Yuyan stared into Gu Lan's eyes, and patiently persuaded: "Besides, my husband also said some time ago that we are going to move to another place."

"Isn't it a good time to move to the capital now that Xie Yuanwenshu is here?"

"Move to the capital?"

Gu Lan was stunned!

He never thought of such a bold idea.

Judging from the content of the original work recalled in the past few days, the five years of Jiaqing, that is, the whole year of next year, the capital will no longer stop.

Especially at the end of the year, there will be a lot of bloody accidents in the capital!

A lot of courtiers, dignitaries were involved...

Although the protagonist's shit-stirring stick will not go to the capital until the sixth year of Jiaqing.

But that empress is ruthless!

For the unfaithful courtiers, the butcher's knife is so refreshing, the city is full of blood and blood!

The most frightening thing is that because of the framing by some people with ulterior motives, many mistakes were killed...

These changes made everyone in the court feel insecure, and the Dajing was precarious!

Foreshadowing was laid for the remaining loyal officials of Yasukuni to be bought by grassroots protagonists in the future.

...

Take back your thoughts!

Although he felt a little helpless, Gu Lan found that what the lady said... quite reasonable!

If God doesn't take it, you will be blamed instead.

Continuing to stay in Langzhou will only attract more and more attention, especially in the past few days, there are immortal cultivators everywhere who come to comprehend my Sword intent and spear intent!

"Unexpectedly, it was really hit by that old Taoist..."

Gu Lan smiled and shook his head, took out the pile of title deeds of the capital, and handed it to Mu Yuyan: "That being the case...please trouble me to choose, and try to pick some outer mansions."

In terms of the strength of Cultivation Base, he himself is not afraid of getting involved in the court.

But staying away from the center of the vortex is to give the family members behind a layer of invisible protection.

Anyway, the tribute test will start in the spring of the next year, and when the time comes, the rankings will be lost, and the news about own in Langzhou will be almost cold, and it will be time to move back.

This trip to the capital can be regarded as avoiding the limelight...

Gu Lan thought to himself.

However.

He had just made up his mind when the long-lost system prompt sounded in his mind!

[You have gained fame and started the task of scholar - imperial examination]

[From then on, every time you get fame and salary]

【Or the achievements of scholars】

[All will receive special literary bonuses and rewards]

【…】

Um?

Gou has been a salted fish in Langzhou for so long, but he didn't expect the exam to be the main task that he wants to trigger!

It took a year for the binding to be triggered, the father of the system is probably about to explode...

Gu Lan thought in surprise.

Seeing that he agreed, Mu Yuyan bent her crescent-like eyes and said with a smile, "Okay, sir, you can rest for a while, and I will call you when the concubine is selected."

 …

At this time, the capital!

A magnificent mansion, in a four-cornered pavilion beside a bamboo forest stream.

Three people were discussing the recent major events in Yasukuni in low voices.

The maids were far away, with their heads bowed, not daring to look or listen, their expressions were very respectful.

Although they are maids, they are dressed better than ordinary ladies, which is enough to show the high status of the master of this house.

Three people in the gazebo.

Two old men sat in the guest seats, and a middle-aged man sat in the main seat.

One of the old men had a kind face, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes; the other was wearing a hemp robe, with a compelling righteousness engraved between his eyebrows and eyes.

The middle-aged man has a rough face, with his saber behind his back, he seems to be a soldier.

"Teacher Su, such a major event happened in Langzhou. I heard that there are still traces of Dayu's royal family... Your Majesty has been in the deep palace for a long time, didn't you express it?"

The middle-aged man asked the kind-hearted Tai Tu. He deliberately emphasized the words "long in the deep palace" and frowned deeply.

"Hehe, Your Majesty doesn't say anything, and the courtiers don't ask."

The old lady smiled and narrowed her eyes.

"We courtiers can't ask, why don't you ask? You are her mentor, so you have the right to ask!" The middle-aged man said angrily.

The old master took a look at him this time, just smiled and said nothing.

see.

The middle-aged man took a deep breath, his eyes were a little aggrieved, and he said slowly:

"Back then, we followed the late emperor and finally managed to stabilize Jingguo, which is why she is what she is today."

"It's good for her, she enjoys herself in the palace all day long, and doesn't care about world affairs!"

"I shouldn't have..."

The middle-aged man stared at himself and said to himself.

The old man in hemp robe opened his eyes at this moment, and interrupted at the right time:

"General Wu, speak carefully!"

"There is a difference between monarchs and ministers. We only need to do our part well, and don't let Xiao Xiao's people take the opportunity to mess up the court plan. Then we will not waste the trust of Your Majesty and the late Emperor, right?"

When he mentioned Xiaoxiao's generation, the old man in the hemp robe also deliberately bit a little harder.

The middle-aged man known as General Wu was stunned, and then looked at him angrily: "Xiangguo, your majesty is like this... As the head of all officials, if you don't speak out, are you willing to manage the court for her all the time?" , are you willing to accompany her to indulge in such nonsense?"

He is tired of this kind of work of wiping buttocks and cleaning up the mess!

In his opinion, Xiangguo must have done enough!

However.

After a while.

The old man in hemp robe, that is, Sima Qin, picked up the teacup and took a sip slowly, then smiled at him indifferently:

"I would."