Wang Ximeng is not as naive as Zhao Jiajun. She doesn't know whether King Fu can really rise to the top. The most real thing is to get the current benefits.

Moreover, she had to find a way to avoid trouble.

For example, what if King Fu falls?

Of course, no one would care about a young scholar like Zhao Jiajun, but who knows if Zhao Jiajun has offended anyone outside?

What if someone reports me at that time?

Therefore, Wang Ximeng decided to be more defensive.

There are basically no people working in the house Wang Ximeng rented now, and she has basically stopped doing the beauty things she used to do.

If there is no market, what else can we do?

She is now concentrating on running the teahouse. As for the small restaurant, she doesn't pay much attention to it. Anyway, she can make more than ten taels of silver in a month, which is not bad.

Wang Ximeng had long wanted to go out for a visit. Now that he was finally able to go out, he naturally had to make more preparations.

She had no intention of taking the child out, and she had no worries about leaving it to the care of servants at home.

Wang Xi dreamed of the house she rented. Now there is only one family here to help her look after the house. These are the servants she bought with a death contract.

"Okay, I'll go in and pack some things. There won't be any work here from now on, but this house still has to be rented. You just need to live there peacefully. If anything happens, just remember to find me."

"Yes, ma'am."

Wang Ximeng came here to hide the money this time, so naturally he couldn't let the second person know.

She also had a good way of hiding money. Naturally, she would not hide it in the house. Instead, she hid a box wrapped in oil paper under a row of flower pots at the back of the house.

Wang Ximeng hid a hundred taels of gold inside, and then counted some of the jewels he had hidden before. Then he buried it with confidence, carefully covered it with blue bricks, and then moved the flowerpot and put it in its original place. Bit.

For some reason, Wang Ximeng always felt that Zhao Jiajun's support for Prince Fu would not only bring no wealth to the family, but might even bring disaster.

But she had no way to stop it, so she could only prepare in advance.

It has to be said that Wang Ximeng, a time-traveling woman, still has some metaphysical things in her body.

Although she didn't make a lot of money after several attempts in the capital, overall, she still made money, just not as much as she expected, but she could still live a good life as a slave.

Wang Ximeng went to exchange a few more banknotes. Of course, she didn't put them in the money box, but hid them in a hidden place.

After Zhao Jiajun got connected with King Fu, he didn't study so hard. He always fantasized that he could glorify his ancestors by relying on King Fu.

In a blink of an eye, it’s the end of the year.

Every household has begun to prepare things for the New Year, and academies and schools are also on holiday.

Cheng Wulang didn't need him to do anything after he came back, except reading and walking around with Liu.

The court has not yet had a holiday, and officials still have to go about their business as usual, but some of the more troublesome things have basically been postponed until the end of the year.

Xie Rongzhao's body basically returned to normal, so Mrs. Cheng asked her to be responsible for this year's rituals.

Mrs. Cheng felt that she was not familiar with these noble ladies in the capital, so she asked her to take care of them. Moreover, Mrs. Cheng also wanted to talk more with Mrs. Liu. After all, Mrs. Liu's mother-in-law was not in the capital, so she had to take care of her. Wear some.

After Cheng Jingzhou went to the Yamen, Douzi invited him to the Xie Mansion.

"Greetings to my father-in-law."

"No need. I asked you to come here because I have something to discuss with you and your son. If it's okay, I'll send someone back to Gaoyang County to make arrangements." Cheng Jingzhou looked confused and hadn't figured out what was going on.

"Father-in-law, what's the important matter?"

When Cheng Jingzhou asked this question, he glanced at Cheng's father aside and wanted to ask him what the big deal was.

"Brother Cheng has been in Beijing for a few days. He has made many achievements in Gaoyang County in the past. In recent years, Gaoyang County's scholars, candidates and even Jinshi have obviously made great progress. This is not only the merit of the Gaoyang County magistrate, but also It is your merit as a county’s academic leader.”

Cheng's father smiled a little casually: "What's the matter of merit and lack of merit? I just said that I had an errand and I didn't feel like freeloading."

The two have known each other for many years, so Xie Xiuwen naturally knew what Cheng's father was like.

If he had meant it, he would have continued to take the entrance exam instead of teaching.

"The saint can also see your merits. You have not moved in the past few years, and it is because the saint has deliberately considered it. Now that you have arrived in Beijing, the saint has also heard the news, and he intends to allow you to enter the Imperial Academy."

"what?"

Father Cheng was stunned.

Cheng Jingzhou also felt a little confused.

Cheng's father was born in Juren, but he had been serving as a Xuezheng in Gaoyang County for many years, so he taught many students. This was indeed his credit. However, was it too much of a leap to enter Imperial College all of a sudden?

"Brother Cheng, don't be surprised. Your Majesty knows people and makes good use of them. This is also your opportunity. Doctor of Taixue, sixth grade, you are still teaching and educating people, you just change the place, change the students, and change the identity."

If so, Father Cheng could accept it.

Cheng's father thought that he was not a person who was good at fighting in the court, and since he had food and drink, he had no intention of seeking a future.

But he was still very happy to be promoted to the sixth rank of Doctor of Taixue.

The matter was settled, what else could Cheng Jingzhou do besides say congratulations?

"I'm afraid my father-in-law is involved in this matter. Father, after you enter the Imperial Academy, you should be careful. They are the sons of powerful people and are not easy to mess with."

"Don't worry, as a father, you know what's going on."

Father Cheng just dislikes trouble, but he's not really stupid!

Besides, Father Cheng doesn't want to be separated from his wife all the time. Now that his son is still young, his wife will definitely not want to go back to Gaoyang County. Besides, there is a pregnant niece here, so he can't really let his wife stay with him. Go back together.

This is good now. He can stay in the capital. Even if he can't help his son, he can at least give his wife peace of mind. He can also help expand some contacts.

Cheng's father also didn't expect that he would live in the capital permanently when he came to visit relatives in the capital.

The appointment letter came to Cheng's father the next day. It was just a sixth-grade official position, and there was no need for the Holy Emperor to issue the decree in person.

Cheng Jingzhou immediately arranged for people to rush to Gaoyang County, trying to get all relevant matters done before the twentieth of the first lunar month.

Xie Rongzhao was the happiest when Cheng's father took up a post in the capital. She was originally reluctant to let her mother-in-law leave, but she couldn't keep her here forever. Now that her father-in-law can be transferred to the capital, that would be great.

Xie Rongzhao discussed with Cheng Jingzhou in the evening: "Now that father and mother are here, should we give up this main courtyard? The elders should originally live in the main courtyard."

"Be careful, my father and mother don't care about this. But my father-in-law reminded me that our house is a bit small and we need to buy another place." (End of Chapter)

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