I proved immortality through the imperial examination.

Chapter 63 Madam
"What's with all this fuss? What flower-watching man?"

"Doesn't my husband know? Lately, this flower-viewing man, Xue Xiang, has quite a reputation among the noble ladies."

Madam Wei was overjoyed and loudly summoned the gatekeeper, ordering him to immediately recall Xue Xiang.

"Madam, what's wrong?"

“I don’t care about being a third-ranked scholar. What I care about is Xue Xiang’s reputation in the literary world. Since he has taken the initiative to acknowledge you as his teacher, whether he is seeking protection or trying to curry favor, why don’t you go along with it?”

"Please elaborate, Madam."

Madam Wei came from a prestigious family and was always respected by Wei Yang. She rarely participated in Wei Yang's political affairs, but whenever she did, she always brought him help.

Madam Wei said, "My husband comes from a military family, and there are many of his comrades who hold similar official positions."

Why did the garrison commander recommend my husband for the position of city magistrate? It was because my husband was one of the few in the garrison who loved reading, and he also married me, the daughter of a Confucian scholar.

All of the above demonstrates that the senior officials of the garrison did not necessarily intend to resolve the dispute with the civil officials.

If, at this point, the husband truly succeeds in winning over Xue Xiang.

"And Xue Xiang's name will eventually reach the ears of the elders. My husband, think about it carefully, is this a disadvantage or an advantage?"

Wei Yang's eyes lit up, then he frowned, "But Hong Tianxia and Xie Haiya have been arguing fiercely lately."

I wouldn't have bothered with them, but if I take Xue Xiang in, it's tantamount to siding with Xie Haiya, making it harder to sit back and watch the two tigers fight in the future.

Wei Yang had his own plans.

Madam Wei said, "My husband has yielded long enough, but has Hong Tianxia shown any restraint? Relying on his power as the local civil official, he still takes advantage of the situation and keeps pressing us harder."

While sitting back and watching the tigers fight is certainly a wise move, if one seizes this opportunity to get involved, one might be able to completely control Yunmeng.

My husband, don't forget, your term is coming to an end. If you haven't accomplished anything, I fear the senior officials will lose heart."

Wei Yang clapped his hands heavily and grasped Madam Wei's soft hand, "If it weren't for you, I would have almost made a mistake."

Just then, the doorman led Xue Xiang away and then returned.

Xue Xiang bowed in greeting, and Madam Wei greeted him with a smile, "I didn't know you were the flower-viewing boy just now, please don't be offended, look how handsome you are, tall and dashing."

"My lord, everyone in the state says that the governor's third son is exceptionally handsome, known as 'the most handsome man in the world.' How does he compare to you, my student?"

Wei Yang chuckled and said, "It's hard to say who's better."

As he spoke, he tossed Xue Xiang a dark blue token.

The sign was oval-shaped, about the size of a fingernail, with a two-story building carved on it. Upon closer inspection, one could sense a hazy power emanating from it.

"Teacher, what's going on?"

"Since you acknowledge me as your mentor, how can I not give you something in return? Here, take this to play with."

"Thank you teacher."

Xue Xiang couldn't understand why Wei Yang had relented, but being able to get involved with Wei Yang was always a good thing.

"Husband, this is the first student you took in Yunmeng. Please invite him to stay for a meal."

Mrs. Wei was very hospitable.

"You make the arrangements."

Wei Yang pointed to the chair next to him, "Sit down and talk."

Xue Xiang sat down respectfully, and Madam Wei greeted him before taking her leave.

When she returned, she was surprised to find her usually aloof husband chatting enthusiastically with Xue Xiang.

"At that time, Han Xin set up this ambush formation from ten sides like this..."

Xue Xiang held a charcoal pencil in his hand and scribbled on the paper, which was already covered with various lines of soldiers.

It turned out that after listening to Madam Wei's analysis, Wei Yang decided to accept Xue Xiang as his disciple.

To ease the awkwardness, he took the initiative to start a conversation, but unexpectedly, Xue Xiang quickly steered the topic to military campaigns.

This is Wei Yang's old profession.

Unexpectedly, after a few sentences of conversation, Xue Xiang not only kept up with the conversation but also occasionally came up with some new words.

Later, Xue Xiang began to recount the battle examples of famous generals from the past, pretending that they were seen in fragmentary overseas texts, and told them to Wei Yang.

Wei Yang became more and more excited as she listened.

Just as the story of the ambush from all sides was finished, the butler came to urge us to have dinner.

At the dinner table, Xue Xiang's conversation partner shifted from Wei Yang to Madam Wei.

However, after only two drinks, Wei Yang was stunned again.

He had never seen a man talk about skincare and beauty so knowledgeably.

Not only that, when the topic turned to poetry, this guy became even more eloquent, flattering Madam Wei to the point of ecstasy. Especially after hearing that Madam Wei also enjoyed writing, Xue Xiang encouraged her to choose a pen name and start a writer's column in "Yun Jian News".

Originally, Madam Wei was calm and certain that the main purpose of this meal was to help her husband win over his newly accepted disciple.

But as they chatted, she forgot her original intentions, her beautiful eyes sparkling with excitement, completely forgetting Wei Yang's existence, only thinking about which works to choose for the column and what kind of evaluation they would receive in the future.

Even the most intellectually rich woman is confined to her home.

When she realized that she could create a spiritual paradise in the newspaper that belonged only to her but could be shown to the whole world, the feeling of exhilaration was unparalleled.

The two hit it off more and more as they talked, with Madam Wei's beautiful eyes sometimes trembling and her giggling never stopping.

If Wei Yang hadn't known that his wife was old enough to be Xue Xiang's mother, he wouldn't have been able to help but feel jealous.

After the meal, Madam Wei wanted Xue Xiang to stay for tea.

Knowing that it was time to stop, Xue Xiang politely took his leave, bowing once more to his teacher and his wife before departing.

"What an interesting child."

Madam Wei murmured as she watched Xue Xiang's friend walk away.

"It's interesting, you can come along."

Wei Yang scoffed.

"You brute, you're even jealous of your own disciple."

Madam Wei pinched Wei Yang's waist, saying, "Look at how pathetic you are."

Wei Yang felt embarrassed and also found himself ridiculous.

…………

April 13th, sunny, morning, in front of the College of Arts.

Seven days had passed since the results were announced, and the excitement surrounding the city's examination had gradually subsided.

The students who had been praying, crying, throwing tantrums, or threatening suicide in front of the College of Arts all left.

The twenty students from Xin Ke City who had lived before their death, led by the superintendent, came to the College of Arts to pay homage to the statue of the saint as a sign of gratitude.

Accompanied by the strains of music and under the direction of the supervising official, Xue Xiang and the other city students stepped forward, then back, bowed three times, gazed in reverence, and pondered silently…

As the ceremony was performed, the black tiger with literary energy suddenly manifested from the sacred image, its eyes gleaming with a sharp light, emitting clusters of literary energy that permeated the literary academy.

It evokes a sense of sacredness and joy in people's hearts.

Despite the lengthy process, no one found it boring.

Because everyone knows that it is a rare honor for a newly admitted student to visit the Faculty of Arts.

After the ceremony ended, several inspectors left first, and the scene immediately became lively.

"Gentlemen, it will be difficult to get everyone together like this again in the future. Dongxing Restaurant, it's on me."

"Why would I need Brother Xing to host? That's my maternal uncle's property. How could you possibly take it away from me?"

"........."

A group of outstanding new graduates, riding high on their success, couldn't wait to gather for drinks every day and party every night.

"Gentlemen, I cannot go."

Wei Wendao raised his hand, and a cyan plaque appeared in his palm.

"cut!"

"Brother Wei, you're quite pleased with yourself!"

"It's just a paper token, what's so great about it? If you're so capable, sell it to me."

"roll……"

After joking around for a while, the group came to pull Xue Xiang away.

With a snap, Xue Xiang produced a plaque in his hand that was identical to Wei Wendao's.

"cut!"

"You two are so arrogant."

"Be a human being."

"........."

The crowd retreated in panic, as if they had been raped and then gang-raped by the two men.

(End of this chapter)