A powerful minister of the Song Dynasty

Chapter 83: So what if his position is lower than that of the Prime Minister?

Chapter 83: So what if his position is lower than that of the Prime Minister?
"Twelve Brother, you stink so much that I don't even want to take the exam anymore."

Su Xun frowned and complained:

"How can this be done?"

Song Xuan stood up.

He used the excuse of going to the toilet and asked Tao Hong to bring two sachets to suppress the smell.

When they returned to the examination room, Song Xuan threw a sachet to Su Xun:
"Just focus on your exams, kid. After the exams are over today, I'll kick him into the river outside to get rid of the smell."

Dou Han, who was feeling proud just now, immediately looked at Song Xuan in disbelief as he showed an indifferent expression.

Such hot weather.

How could he say such cold words?

"Hahaha."

Su Xun burst into laughter when he heard this.

The students around him were also very happy.

Dou Chou's second generation suffered several setbacks.

Everyone felt relieved, having finally gotten rid of their anger.

We are all here to take the exam, not to be disgusting.

You have no moral principles, kid. It would be fine if you had a good father, but you actually resorted to such tricks!
Such behavior is really disgusting!

Facing the merciless ridicule, Dou Han, thinking about his own impending fall into the water, looked at Song Xuan who had threatened him and said nonchalantly:
"My father is a Hanlin scholar, his position is comparable to that of a prime minister!"

Listening to Dou Han emphasizing his father's identity again.

Many students who were laughing fell silent.

Hanlin Bachelor.

He is the head of the Hanlin Academy.

After the Yuanfeng reform, he was designated as a third-rank official.

Although there was no fixed rank at that time, the duties of Hanlin Bachelor in the Northern Song Dynasty included drafting imperial edicts, participating in court decision-making and other important tasks.

They were not only advisers to the emperor, but also responsible for drafting important official documents and orders, and had high political status and power.

In addition, the status of Hanlin academicians was very high in the Song Dynasty.

It was one of the highest-ranking groups of scholars in society, and it brought together the intellectual elites of the time.

These people can all be demoted to examiners!
If you still want to take exams in the future, you will have to think about it carefully.

It's to accommodate me.

Or should we be tough to the end?
The threat in Dou Han's words was extremely obvious. My father is so famous anyway, so as his son, I have to follow in his footsteps.

Such a fine tradition must not be lost.

Everyone fell silent.

Seeing this, Dou Han smiled again.

No matter who you are.

You have to endure it all!

Dou Han naturally wanted to take a look at the local student who had just spoken some arrogant words.

How dark was his face at this moment?

Before the exam even starts, I'm going to destroy your faith!

But Song Xuan leaned forward on the desk, supporting his head with his arms, tilted his head slightly, and said contemptuously:
"Oh, you stinky piece of shit. Don't even think about being a prime minister. Even if your father is the prime minister, what does it matter?"

"Will it delay you from being kicked into the river?"

Dou Han was stunned.

He has never been suffocated in Tokyo!
I came to this small Songcheng today and unexpectedly met such an ignorant and rude country boy.

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Song Xuan slammed his fist on the table:
"I'm afraid of your mother's head!"

Everyone was startled by Song Xuan's shout.

Like a huge bell.

"This world belongs to the Song Dynasty. When will it be the turn of the Dou family to show off their power here?"

"Could it be that the four capitals and fifteen prefectures of the Song Dynasty are all shouldered by you?"

"How dare you be so shameless as to threaten us, the outstanding students who are so eager to serve the Song Dynasty?"

"Just now I was trying to save some face for you, but now, you stinking piece of shit, go back and take a shower immediately, don't force me to do it now."

When Dou Han saw Song Xuan roll up his sleeves, revealing his slightly muscular arms, he subconsciously swallowed.

Why does this guy start fighting over something he doesn't agree with?
vulgar!

He is indeed a wild boy from the countryside!

I don’t know that my position is more powerful than that of a prime minister.

Dou Han could only comfort himself in this way.

Don't talk to an ignorant country boy.

Although the one who ultimately suffered the loss was the person in front of him who spoke so arrogantly, but then again: A wise man never suffers a loss in front of him!
"Hahaha."

Su Xun burst into laughter.

Twelve Brother is truly heroic.

"This classmate is absolutely right!"

Wang Congyi shouted, "We are all gathered here to serve our country. How can we be threatened by a stinking little kid?"

"If the world is really like what this villain said, then his father must not be a piece of shit, but a treacherous minister who brought disaster to the country and the people!"

The students around him could no longer bear the stench emanating from Dou Han.

How can we take the exam like this?

"well said."

"Get out of here."

"Yes."

"Shame on you! Do you really think we're afraid of you?"

"Hahaha."

The shrill laughter pierced Dou Han's eardrums again.

He glared.

Then his eyes became clearer.

After all, the person who laughed at him was Wang Congyi, the son of the prime minister Wang Qinruo.

His father Wang Qinruo is really not a good person!
Wang Congyi just wanted to watch the fun and not mind the big things.

Just waiting for Dou Han to get angry again so that he can become famous!

"Just wait for me."

Dou Han quickly found his position, turned his head and glared at Song Xuan.

Remember his face.

"Who do you think you are to keep me waiting?"

Hearing Song Xuan's nonchalant reply, Dou Han became even more furious.

Then he stood up and left without looking back.

As for the students in the academy who witnessed all this, they only sent someone to tell the headmaster Fan Zhongyan what happened in this house.

When studying in a college, you always have to live in a group. No one can stand meeting classmates like this.

Wang Congyi stood up and sat nonchalantly on Dou Han's chair, looking at Song Xuan:

"My name is Wang Congyi, and my father is Wang Qinruo."

Listening to this person speaking so quietly, Song Xuan heard before he opened his mouth:

"If that stinky dog dares to retaliate against you, tell me my name."

After Wang Congyi finished speaking, he left and returned to his seat.

Song Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Wang Qinruo was short and had a tumor on his neck, which people at that time called "goiter".

He was a ruthless man who brought down Kou Zhun and was one of the Five Ghosts of the Song Dynasty.

Even an emperor like Renzong, who had a good character, publicly commented that Wang Qinruo was truly treacherous and evil!
Logically, his son could have become an official with the help of his father.

Why do you still want to come here to take the exam?

Could it be that he has the same idea as Su Xun, that participation is the most important thing?
Shi Jie, who had remained silent the entire time, didn't seem to mind the smell.

It's all about experience anyway.

So many people didn't step forward, only Song Xuanqiang stepped forward!

It seems that he has never experienced the beatings in the outside world and does not know how cruel it is to offend officials.

If someone just moves their fingers a little, he might never pass the imperial examination in his lifetime.

But adhering to the principle of not talking too much with people you just don't know, Shi Jie usually doesn't say much.

"Twelfth brother, what did he say just now?"

"I look down on those who come to give me alms. We are all birds of the same feather."

Song Xuan curled his lips.

What the hell were you doing this morning?
Let Dou Han be your stepping stone.

You're trying to win people's hearts here, right?

This kind of pancake.

Song Xuan had long since stopped believing it.