The host is no longer a human today.

The man in white, Shen Yirui, was calmer than him. "Brother, why are you so angry? If they do this, some noble families will be dissatisfied with them. It will save us from making any more moves."

Shen Yifan's anger subsided a little after hearing this. "That's true. It's just an imperial examination. If it doesn't work here, we can find a reason to put someone in the court later."

"But I just can't get over it. When did the two of them get so close? They always sing the same tune. Isn't that bastard afraid of that guy? Logically, he shouldn't agree to use his talent."

Shen Yirui's expression remained unchanged as he slowly drank a sip of tea. "This is not surprising. He is just a puppet now. That person's power in the court can be said to be overwhelming. He cannot resist, so he can only lie dormant for the time being."

"But he must be unwilling in his heart. He is very easy to control. What's important is the person."

As Shen Yirui spoke, the fake smile on his face disappeared. "With his intelligence, he must have seen through the bastard's mind, but he still indulged him. Although this matter has made the other party lose face, we all know that this matter can actually bring benefits to the bastard."

"Didn't you see that everyone below is praising the emperor for his wisdom?"

To be honest, Shen Yirui didn't think Shen Zuixue was worthy of vigilance. He was just a lowly bastard who got something for nothing. A beggar wearing a dragon robe was just a weird clown.

What made him feel uncomfortable was Yan Changsui.

Yan Changsui is only 25 years old now, but he can become the regent appointed by the late emperor. His ability is evident.

It would be fine if he was not only talented in both civil and military affairs, but he also had the behemoth Yan family behind him. Three quarters of the power in the entire court was involved with him.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see his inexplicable indulgence of Shen Zuixue. The neutral royalists in the court all breathed a sigh of relief, but for them, this was definitely not good news!

"That person is not a very ambitious person. Maybe he simply doesn't want to see the aristocratic families interfere in the imperial examinations? Doesn't he dislike aristocratic families?" Shen Yifan disapproved.

"That bastard is just a gutter rat, there's nothing good about him. How could that person make an exception for him?"

Shen Yirui glanced at him calmly and said, "Brother, please don't underestimate him. For some things, it's better to be safe than sorry."

Shen Yifan waved his hands impatiently, "Alright, alright, I'm tired of guessing all this time. Anyway, I think, with their identities, how can it be so easy for them to unite?"

Shen Yirui chuckled, "Brother is right."

Although his brother is a little stupid, some of what he said is quite right. Even if Yan Changsui really indulges Shen Zuixue, he will not become Shen Zuixue's helper.

It will only be used as a breakthrough point by that idiot and lead to your own death.

"That's right, forget it, I won't say any more. I'm going back home first. Listening to these people praising that bastard down there really makes me angry!"

"Goodbye, brother." Shen Yiru took a sip of tea slowly and watched Shen Yifan stride away. A smile flashed in his narrowed fox eyes.

It’s okay to be stupid, as long as it doesn’t cause him any trouble.

As for the following people...

Oh, since ancient times, these Confucian scholars have always been hypocritical in their words. They sing praises here only because of that person's identity.

When the day comes when he ascends the throne, they will all vied to sing his praises without him having to say anything.

After Shen Yifan left, Shen Yirui was in no mood to listen to these meaningless words, so he left the restaurant soon.

A group of students were still chatting animatedly, having no idea that anyone was paying attention to their conversation.