A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 149 How Did You Guess?

Boss Cao knew very well that his disciple was very brave.

If this happened in the early or late Song Dynasty, he would definitely have formed a team to rebel.

Unfortunately, the Song Dynasty has been peaceful for nearly twenty years. Even when a famine occurs, the imperial court actively provides relief, leaving no room for rebellion.

Fortunately, Song Xuan now just wants to pass the imperial examination and enter the official career.

That is truly a blessing for the Song Dynasty court!

"If you have any ideas, just tell me."

Listening to Boss Cao's instructions, Song Xuan laughed heartily:
"It's late at night. Master, please stay here with me. Please help me observe who are the members of the Imperial City Bureau so that I can come up with more appropriate measures."

"That's no problem. I can smell the scent of my kind just by smelling them."

Boss Cao patted his chest and made a promise to Song Xuan.

But to be honest, Boss Cao was a little excited again.

Although he was forced to resign from his old employer, he was hiding for fear of being discovered.

But now his apprentice is so bold that he wants to plot against his old boss, which makes Boss Cao very angry.

It’s exciting just thinking about it!

These bastards are getting worse with each generation. I discovered it so easily.

Their current skills must be far inferior to those of the previous generation, but it is worth testing their skills, which is also the expectation of their predecessors for them.

"Hey, Twelve, honestly, how did you guess that?"

"What's the matter?"

"Why are you still pretending?"

"Master." Song Xuan chuckled a few times:
"Master, do you think I have no access to such a royal secret?"

"good."

Song Xuan was thinking about the drama of the cat replacing the prince.

You have no idea how famous it is!

Among them, Liu E is the biggest villain.

"I guess."

"what?"

Gang Leader Cao was shocked. He stood up and stared at Song Xuan:

"Why do you guess that way?"

“That doesn’t make sense.”

"No word of this incident has reached the public. The Imperial City Administration is very strict in its control. Even within the department, many people are unaware of it."

Boss Cao always knew that his disciple was smart, but no matter how hard he thought, he could never have guessed that he would guess that way.

Song Xuan didn't explain, but asked, "Master, what do you think of my storybook?"

"Journey to the West is quite interesting. That Monkey King is so bold and reckless, just like you."

Song Xuan spread his hands and said, "I rely on my imagination when writing stories, so the answer I gave just now was also based on my imagination."

"Otherwise, I can't understand how someone who could enter the Imperial City's Imperial Guards, at least two or three generations of their ancestors were clean, could end up on the streets and have their own spies in Tokyo."

Gang Leader Cao never told Song Xuan his name from beginning to end.

Song Xuan even suspected that the name Cao might not be his real surname.

"Especially Empress Dowager Liu, she was married for the second time. She had been married to her first husband for several years without giving birth to a child, but then her husband gave birth to a child with another woman."

"Emperor Zhenzong could have had children with other women, but he only favored her among the three thousand beauties in his harem and still couldn't have children for such a long time."

"Master, who do you think the problem will occur with?"

"of course!"

Boss Cao immediately shut up.

After listening to Song Xuan's analysis, Gang Leader Cao felt that his disciple was quite suitable for the job in the Imperial City Division.

In just a few words, he can make inferences about some groundless things and then go straight to the correct answer.

"have got to go."

Boss Cao waved his hand:

"If we keep talking, you'll have discovered all my secrets. What secrets will I have left?"

"Even if you get caught, maybe you can use your words to make them treat you as one of their own."

"I'm tired. I rushed over to remind you, but I worried for nothing."

"Master, please take a rest for a while and help me pick out the people from the Imperial City Bureau nearby."

...Fan Xian and Bao Zheng returned to the academy together.

The other four do not live on campus.

Today's incident.

Fan Xiang just felt very happy.

"Brother Bao, I think Shi Erlang is a really good team leader."

"What team leader?"

Bao Zheng was still thinking about what Song Xuan said about having offspring. He really needed to find a healthy wife.

His first wife, Li, left him first and never gave birth to any children.

Fan Xiang told Bao Zheng about the Qinglong Mutual Aid Study Group.

Bao Zheng smiled.

Song Shier is good in every way, but I always feel that he likes to form cliques.

In the future, in the court, this will be considered as forming a faction, which will easily lead to personal gain and be criticized by others.

Now the factional struggles in the court are becoming more and more intense.

That designation will not work.

"I'm going again tomorrow!"

After saying goodbye to Bao Zheng, Fan Xian returned to his dormitory.

"Brother Fan, why are you back so late? Dean Fan called on you."

Since Fan Zhongyan became the dean, he has been very responsible.

He also does the work of checking dormitories.

This is to prevent students from staying out overnight and getting into danger.

Parents feel at ease sending their children to study here, and Fan Zhongyan naturally has to take responsibility.

Upon hearing this, Fan Xiang became worried again.

"Don't worry. Everyone knows you have no money. They won't say you went to a brothel. They'll just say you went to study somewhere bright and bright."

"Hahaha."

Several fellow villagers laughed.

Fan Xiang was not one to keep secrets, so he said immediately:

"I joined Song Twelve's Qinglong Mutual Aid Study Group and went to study with them tonight."

Song Shier gave a speech as a representative of the freshmen, and as a Hanlin scholar, he naturally became famous in the academy.

The fellow villager quickly asked, "Brother Fan, who are the members of your group?"

Fan Xiang began to count, and the first one startled several people.

After hearing Song Xuan take him to a bright and cool spacious area to study at night, it was even more attractive to them.

"Can I join Song Twelve's study group?"

"Count me in!"

"And I."

There are seven pairs of bright eyes in the dark room.

It's so painful not being able to study at night.

The pressure of the imperial examination is so great, you don’t know that others use the function at night

"Whether you can join this or not is not up to me."

Fan Xian chuckled twice. After all, he was the last one in the whole academy to get in.

Anyone is more qualified than him to join Song Xuan's study mutual aid group, but Song Xuan does not judge success or failure by grades.

"Then please talk to Song Twelve for me."

"Yeah, how can we not be better than you, Old Fan."

"Alas." Fan Xiang pointed at him and said, "If you say that about me, then I will plead for everyone except you."

"Okay, okay, you're so cruel, I gave you some pancakes for nothing."

"Hahaha."

Fan Xiang laughed a few times:

"I was just joking. I'll tell Twelve Lang all your names, but I'm not sure if he'll be willing to accept. How about I go and test his nerves tomorrow?"

(End of this chapter)