Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Xiaochun, who was helping her pour the tea, was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled: "Miss, isn't it a good time for the prince to come back at this time?"

Lord Hou has now been sacked from his official position, and when the prince comes back, he can help.

"Miss, you are going to be drafted soon. The prince is back, and the Hou Mansion is more confident. You will not be looked down upon when you enter the palace."

Of course Su Jingya understood this, but she felt unhappy in her heart for no reason.

"Go down."

"Yes." Xiaochun frowned and walked out of the hall door.

what happened?

Why does the lady seem to dislike Shizi?

But Shizi can't hinder her.

*

While Su Qiao was stepping up her practice and developing various medicines, the capital was in turmoil, and the scientific examination fraud case was rumored.

By the time all the dust had settled, half a month had passed, and Su Qiao's cultivation had also stopped on the fifth floor.

This time I was a little relieved.

Because the lock hall examination was specially set up by the imperial court for the officials in power, as well as the children of aristocratic families, it was separate from the imperial examination for commoners, so the imperial examination was not affected.

It's just that the palace exam also took some time.

It was not until things were completely settled that the emperor held the final palace examination.

The palace exam takes almost a day from sunrise to sunset, and the location is in the Hall of Preserving Harmony.

The emperor did not personally invigilate the examination, but appointed Mrs. Xie and several other ministers.

Before you know it, it's noon.

In the side hall of the Hall of Preserving Harmony, several ministers chatted while drinking tea after their meal.

"Hehe, that old Su Yuan is already like this, and he is still delusional. He is just delusional."

"If his ill son can fight for some anger, there is still a chance. After all, our emperor is thirsty for talents, and it is also the time to employ people."

"Hmph, sleeping while taking the scientific test, scribbling and scribbling, and treating the scientific test as a child's play, this child is simply despising the emperor's grace."

"I heard that I have been in bad health since I was a child, and I have been stocking outside. It is estimated that I have been infected with the ruffian spirit of those mountain and wild people."

"I think the Suhou mansion is about to be completely finished. After the old man of Su, the younger generation is not as good as the next generation."

"Yeah, think back then, what a romantic figure Su Laohou was? I just didn't expect that his younger generation would be so unsatisfactory."

Old Marquis Su is an all-rounder in both civil and military affairs. Wen Neng writes and wields his strokes. Wu Neng rides horses and shoots arrows.

A minister suddenly glanced at the figure at the entrance of the hall, and almost slipped off his chair.

He hurriedly knelt down to greet him: "Congratulations to the emperor!"

The others responded very quickly, and hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

"Flat body."

Long Jingyuan raised his hand, stepped into the hall, and sat in the first place.

One step behind him, along with Director Quan, Mrs. Xie, who also followed behind him, bowed and bowed after he was seated:

"Emperor, the old minister has an unkind request, and I hope the emperor can give me some grace."

"Oh?"

Long Jingyuan was a little surprised: "Teacher, please speak."

Mrs. Xie hesitated for a while, but still bowed and said:

"The old minister wants to ask the emperor to give the son of Lord Su Hou, Su Qiao's scribbles, to the old minister."

Although it is not a policy answer sheet, it is also a test paper for a scientific examination, and it must be kept in the dossier and cannot be taken at will.

Long Jingyuan frowned slightly: "Son of Lord Su?"

Is it the person who was discussed by several ministers in the hall just now?

Eunuch Quan stepped forward and reminded softly, "Your Majesty, he is the young prince who just returned from the Su residence."

Su Mansion?

Little prince?

Long Jingyuan's mind slid across the thin young man who was lying in the carriage and looked down upon the world.

It turned out that he was the one they were talking about just now?

He hadn't linked the two together before.