Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 177 The Prime Minister (5)
The minister who read the paper read the last word, and the examiner raised his hand, indicating that this paper has the hope of competing for the top three, and placed it next to the five papers on one side.

The deputy next to him picked up another volume and handed it to the minister who read the paper. He opened it, froze, and read it from top to bottom. Not sure, he turned it over and looked at the paper.

The examiner couldn't hear the voice of the examiner for a long time, so he opened his eyes, looked at him, and asked, "What's going on?"

The minister who read the scroll hurriedly bowed his head and said, "My lord, this scroll only has six characters."

"Six words?" The examiner raised his voice, "Which six words?"

"Kong, Gong, Stretch, Fierce, Deaf, Nong!" The minister read the paper truthfully.

The examiner sat down, frowning, the other two examiners did not dare to say much, but quietly waited for the examiner's decision.

After a long time, the examiner asked, "What is this person's name?"

The reading minister glanced at the place where the signature was signed. In fact, logically speaking, it should be vague, but now that the government has relaxed, so it can be falsified from it, he said, "Fushan."

"Fu?" the examiner muttered softly.

The two examiners also looked at each other and shook their heads, expressing that they had never heard of this person, let alone any minister above rank three with the surname Fu.

The chief examiner couldn't help sneering, "Bold and reckless, dare to despise the imperial examination, and he will not be allowed to participate in the imperial examination for five years!"

The reading minister took back the paper and placed the last end of the paper alone.

……

Three days later, the list was released.

Bu Youran got up early in the morning to tidy up, and was about to go out, just as she went downstairs, she met Liu Ming who came back from the outside, his face puffed up, as if someone owed him money.

Bu Youran stretched out his hand and pushed him away, "Come on, I'm going to see the list."

"What to look at, what's so good about it!" Liu Ming's fieryness was completely different from his usual gentleness.

Ke Bu Youran was only thinking about looking at his own results, so he didn't pay attention to so many details, so he pushed impatiently, "Get out of the way, let's talk about things later."

"I told you, what's so good about it! The emperor can't be the master in the court, and the ministers under him follow his power. I really don't know why you are going to participate in it? Just be a stupid official?"

Bu Youran frowned, and rubbed his chin with his fingers repeatedly, "These words don't sound like what you said. Why, aren't you afraid of me?"

"What are you afraid of?" Liu Ming rolled his eyes, "It's just one nostril, two eyes, what's the difference?"

The corner of Bu Youran's mouth curled up, and he couldn't help but tease, "I'm not afraid that you will become mine..."

"Okay, I'll give you my body for one year, as long as you promise me that I won't take the exam, how about it?" Liu Ming raised his chin.

Bu Youran gradually restrained her smile, she felt that Liu Ming was very strange today, and she couldn't help but have a guess in her heart, "You, did you just go to see the list?"

Liu Ming lowered his head and didn't speak.

"I didn't make it to the top three?" Bu Youran asked.

Liu Ming aimed his eyes at the ground, "It's more than that."

Bu Youran's eyelids twitched, "Could it be that he was sentenced?"

"No, that's not true." Liu Ming suddenly raised his head, "It's just that the exam is not allowed within five years."

After hearing this, Bu Youran sighed, "This is no different from being sentenced..." Hey, it seems that she lost the betting, and she lost very thoroughly!
Liu Ming saw Bu You turned around and walked into the house with his head downcast, followed behind him and said, "It's those stupid officials who have no eyes, don't worry about it..."

……

Inside the Prince's Mansion.

The prince is 13 years old this year. He is the eighth son of Emperor Qing Guang and is also the most favored. He has been serious and eager to learn since he was a child. When he was in power, he used it. He didn't expect that today's prime minister strictly controls power, so he has no chance at all.

Sitting in the main room, the prince held a scroll in his hand, saw the teacher walking in, and asked, "What's the result?"

The teacher walked to the table, handed him a note, and said, "As we expected, the No. [-] Scholar, Tanhua, and No. [-] are all pre-determined candidates."

The prince picked up the note with his right hand and glanced at it. He rubbed the note angrily, and threw it to the table together with the scroll in his hand. Even the pen container fell with a 'crash' and slid to the ground, "It's so hateful! It's so hateful... ..."

"Did anyone offend you?" A leisurely and pleasant voice came from outside the door.

Then came the voices of the crowd, "Congratulations, Your Excellency Prime Minister!"

The prince was startled, and hurriedly got up, before he reached the door, he was wearing a golden wide-sleeved black top, the neckline and cuffs were embroidered with gold silk totem patterns of dragon patterns, his jet-black hair was loosely tied under the golden crown, and his long and narrow There was a slight smile in the phoenix eyes, but the legs of the servants in the room trembled in the blink of an eye, even though they were astonishingly beautiful, they did not dare to look directly at her.

The prime minister lowered his head and saw a crumpled piece of paper at his feet. He couldn't help but bend over to pick it up with his slender and seemingly well-jointed fingers, and opened it.

The prince couldn't help showing a trace of panic on his face, and secretly glanced at the teacher standing beside him, but he kept bowing his head respectfully, making it impossible to see his expression.

The prime minister glanced at the two of them from the corner of his eye, couldn't help but curl his mouth slightly, looked down at the content of the note, and muttered softly, "No. Very light, but still be seen, "Fu, Shan?"

(End of this chapter)