The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1687 High School Champion
"I don't blame you, I don't blame you!" The old lady waved her hands again and again, "My Chengze..."

The applicant handed over the admission notice in his hand, but he actually made a fool of himself: "May I ask the old lady to take a look for herself!"

The old lady was ready.

Now that you have come to apply for the report, at least it is within the top three, and it can be regarded as a glorious lintel, even if it is at the bottom of the list, it doesn't matter at all.

My grandson is capable, and sooner or later he will be important to His Majesty.

Even though she thought so, her hand that took the golden silk was still trembling.

She unfolded the golden silk with trembling hands, took a closer look, rubbed her eyes, and looked again.

Then, she raised her head stupidly, pointed to the admission notice in her hand, and asked the reporter: "This, this, this must be a mistake!"

The reporter laughed: "Madam, anything can be wrong, the name of the number one scholar will never be wrong, it was hand-picked by His Majesty!"

"Good, good, good!" After the old lady said three good words in a row, she rolled her eyes and fainted from excitement.

This time, it was another mess.

Fortunately, Ouyang Chengze was able to hold on, he asked someone to help the old lady into the house, and asked the doctor to come over, and at the same time asked the housekeeper to invite the reporter to drink tea and treat him well.

The reporter was extremely polite to Ouyang Chengze, one by one Ouyang champion, the smile on his face was brighter than the sun.

This Mr. Ouyang is incredible!
He was originally the grandson of the Prime Minister's Mansion, but now he won the first prize, and was hand-picked by His Majesty. This future is bound to have a bright future.

Now you have to please please!
He was actually a champion.

Many of the servants in the prime minister's mansion were repurchased after Prime Minister Ouyang returned to Yecheng after his recovery. In fact, he didn't know much about this young master.

I just think he is easy-going and loves to laugh. As for his talents, he is not too outstanding.

But if it doesn't make a sound, it's a blockbuster!

The housekeeper had already ordered people to set off firecrackers, and hurried to the accountant to change some copper coins, carried them in baskets, and sprinkled them on the street.

The common people who watched the excitement stepped forward to loot, kept saying auspicious words, and clamored to see the champion.

The people's sentiments were boiling, and the housekeeper couldn't help it. It's a good thing to be around, so he invited Ouyang Chengze to come out and thank everyone in person.

After all, everyone is here to congratulate you, and you have to politely say thank you.

The common people don't know how deep it is, and they think that the champion must be in his twenties or thirties no matter what.

Unexpectedly, the one who came out was a handsome young man, looking fifteen or sixteen years old, with a chubby face, very immature, and when he smiled, there was a faint sweet dimple.

It looks like a glutinous rice dumpling, white and tender, indescribably pleasant.

Then the bold girl shouted: "Mr. Zhuangyuan, do you have a marriage? What do you think of this girl?"

"Don't worry about it, just look at me with your big and thick appearance, the number one scholar looks at me, I can even be your concubine!"

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In fact, the two ladies who spoke were not young, they were married at first glance, they were usually bold and aggressive, just trying to have a good time.

Ouyang Chengze blushed, bowed to all directions, and said solemnly: "It's a pity, it's a pity that I already have a sweetheart, and I have to let you down!"

The women and girls burst into laughter.

This little champion is serious.

He is good-looking and has a good temper. He doesn't scold them for being rude when he is molested. He is really a good man, but he is a little tender.

Today's morning, early scattered.

After a while, the courtiers rushed towards Prime Minister Ouyang, and congratulations were endless.

Prime Minister Ouyang was calm, and said again and again: "This is also His Majesty's favor! My grandson is very mediocre!"

The end is a modesty.

However, in the ears of those officials who have failed juniors in their families, they always feel that there is still a taste of showing off hidden in these modest words.

This really wronged Prime Minister Ouyang.

My grandson knows it himself.

Ouyang Chengze has this strength, but this time it is indeed His Majesty's flattery. His Majesty treats his young grandson...

Just as he was thinking about it, Eunuch Fu came. He flicked the whisk in his hand, and said with a smile: "Let's talk about congratulations, my lords. Your Majesty wants to meet Prime Minister Ouyang!"

After hearing the words, everyone left one after another.

Eunuch Fu smiled unabated: "Master Prime Minister, let's go to the imperial study with the servant!"

Before Prime Minister Ouyang reached the door, he heard Wei Shu's coughing from a distance, one after another, as if it could never be stopped.

Coughing and coughing, the voice gradually lowered.

Prime Minister Ouyang frowned and quickened his pace.

After finishing his report, Eunuch Fu pushed the door open.

It was early summer, and the doors and windows in the house were still closed, and a pot of charcoal fire was burning on the desk, which had been burned to the point that only white ashes remained. Although it was far away, it seemed as if it could still feel the residual heat.

"Your grandson is in high school, why don't you have too much joy?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, this is all His Majesty's favor. With his strength, I am afraid that he will not be able to secure the position of the number one scholar. Thank you, Your Majesty, for your favor!"

Wei Shu coughed twice, and after panting a few times, he said slowly, "You don't have to belittle yourself, I don't want to choose people who are dead-educated, I want to help Er Yue choose talents who manage the world, he has This potential!"

"Your Majesty is wrong!"

Wei Shu sighed: "Actually, it's not a good time to hit him right now, but I'm afraid that if I don't hit him this time, I won't have another chance!"

Prime Minister Ouyang thought about this sentence carefully, he was terrified in his heart, he hesitated and said, "Your Majesty is considerate, if my grandson waits for the next scientific examination, I'm afraid it's not as good as this time!"

Wei Shu chuckled: "Old fox, don't play tricks in front of me, you clearly understand what I mean."

Prime Minister Ouyang lowered his head and gritted his teeth: "Your Majesty is now in his prime. If you take good care of your illness, you will surely live a long life. Don't think wildly. The people in this world are still pointing at Your Majesty!"

Wei Shu rubbed his temples.

Why doesn't he want to live a long life.

Watching my children grow up and being with my wife for the rest of my life.

But God will not give him such a chance!

He picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. When the tea was slightly cold, he started coughing again.

His face was flushed from coughing, and his eye circles were red as if they were about to bleed.

Prime Minister Ouyang looked up at Wei Shu nervously, his lips moved, but he still didn't say a word.

Above the court, although Wei Shu was ill, he had never been like this before.

Your Majesty, you are showing your weakness to yourself.

What kind of trust, what kind of glory, and what kind of danger is this.

Wei Shu calmed down his cough, wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with a plain handkerchief, and then said lightly, "Your champion grandson has provoked my sister a lot these days!"

"Why, the prime minister's mansion just wants to let him eat for free, doesn't he think about the future?"

(End of this chapter)