At the beginning of the famine, I became famous all over the world with my useless system

As the leader of the Tianzi class, Zhang Maoen attaches so much importance to simulated policy discussions, which proves that he is already halfway to success, and the future situation will be easier to open up.

Gu Changqing suppressed the joy in his heart, sighed deeply, and pretended to be very embarrassed:

"Brother Maoen, everyone, it's not that I'm keeping it secret, but that master has warned me many times that if she knew I'd casually given such an important item to someone else and revealed her whereabouts, she would never see me again. I have no choice..."

When everyone heard this, they were a little embarrassed for a moment.

"Hey, isn't this difficult to handle?"

He Hongcheng, the son of the county magistrate, who had been silent from the beginning, came up with a sly look in his eyes and said:

"Changqing, think about it from another angle. You gave this thing to us privately. Even if that expert is amazing, how would he know if you didn't tell us and I didn't tell him?

"What's more, if we all passed the imperial examination by taking the mock policy essay, the teachers would definitely pay more attention to the Tianzi class, and they might even recruit more poor students like you in the future.

"When they improve their knowledge in the Tianzi Class, they can enter the court as officials sooner. Aren't you indirectly cultivating more good officials who work hard for the people? So, giving us the simulated policy essay is a long-term plan for the Great Xia Kingdom. It is a great act of kindness!"

He Hongcheng's twisted logic and heresy confused everyone, and they nodded in agreement.

Gu Changqing wanted to refute, but for a moment his mind was blank and he couldn't find the right words.

He secretly thought that if this idle rogue could use his clever ideas in the right way, he would surely be able to achieve something great.

It’s a pity that he himself doesn’t seem to be interested in this.

For him, dancers and delicious food are far more important than books and lessons.

He Hongcheng had little patience to begin with, and when he saw that his words of persuasion were unsuccessful, he tried to forcefully seize the item. He said sinisterly, "Changqing, I'm only negotiating this for the sake of our classmate. If you still refuse, I have a way to make you hand it over. Do you know which way the county jail opens?"

This actually means lynching.

"Hey, Hongcheng, don't be impulsive. Let's talk it over nicely."

Zhang Maoen held out his folding fan at the right moment to stop He Hongcheng, and said softly, "Changqing, how about this?"

"As students, you and I both know how valuable the gift the master has bestowed upon you is. He didn't allow you to reveal it, presumably because he didn't want it to fall into the wrong hands. But since he's already given it to you, there's no reason for him to refuse us, students so devoted to our studies.

"But we can't just get something for nothing. Why not spend some money? Of course, we don't have to buy anything. Just make a connection with the master. When you see him next time, just tell him the truth."

"It's up to you to decide how much money to take, and you'll keep it for now. We trust your character, and we believe you won't ignore our earnest expectations."

When everyone heard Zhang Maoen say this, they almost couldn't help but applaud and cheer for him.

Listen, this is what it means to speak.

It’s so honorable to make a connection!

He Hongcheng smacked his head in shame and thought to himself, no wonder my father asked me to stay with this guy and learn more.

He might not even be able to pronounce all that gibberish and annoying words if they were written on paper, but this guy could speak them so fluently, as if he had memorized them seven or eight hundred times. What a talent.

Gu Changqing almost laughed out loud after hearing this.

He didn't expect that Zhang Maoen had considered the matter so thoroughly, and his words were exactly what he wanted.

But he couldn't agree immediately, for fear of arousing the suspicion of these evil people.

After hesitating for a moment, Gu Changqing finally made a heavy decision, clenching his fist and gritting his teeth, saying, "Okay, if that's the case, I'll take a risk and give it a try for you all! Then... ten cents each!"

He Hongcheng couldn't help but sneer.

"Tsk, what a pauper you are who has never seen money. You don't even know how to open your mouth when food is right in front of you. You don't even rush to catch the pie that fell from the sky. This is clearly a great opportunity to make a fortune. Tsk, what a pity! Why don't I know that master!"

After saying that, he casually took out a small piece of silver from his purse and threw it on Gu Changqing's desk, saying very casually: "No need to change, stop covering your simulated policy paper mysteriously, and give it to you."

Gu Changqing frowned slightly at his rude attitude, took a few deep breaths, took out his purse and poured out the note.

But before it landed on the table, He Hongcheng snatched it away.

He Hongcheng unfolded it nonchalantly, and frowned after just one glance.

At this time, the others were not willing to be left behind and paid their money. When they reached out to Gu Changqing for the topic, they heard him say apologetically, "The topic was written by the master herself. She doesn't like others to copy it. Please circulate it among you."

Fine.

Everyone also expressed their understanding.

After all, the expert didn't know that so many people would be willing to buy his questions.

He Hongcheng, a qualified lackey, frowned and handed the paper to Zhang Maoen.

The reason is simple: he doesn't understand the question.

Zhang Maoen took it casually and saw a few lines of words written in beautiful tiny calligraphy on the paper. The words were so powerful that they could be seen through the back of the paper. They were graceful and beautiful. However, he had no time to appreciate them at the moment because the content was enough to make him nervous.

This……

Zhang Maoen used so much force that his fingertips turned white, and he almost tore the paper, and the words were almost squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Gu Changqing, who is this expert you're talking about? How could he have such a thing?! Do you know that if you leak it privately and the academician finds out, it will..."

He quickly swallowed the rest of his words.

He had been with his father since he was a child and had seen a lot of intrigues in the officialdom. He knew that most people in this world came for profit and dispersed when the profit was gone. The reason why these students could flatter him now was all because of his father's official position.

But if they knew that they could easily bring down their father with just this little piece of paper in their hands, they would definitely be the first to run out and tell the truth.

Zhang Maoen took a deep breath, rolled up the paper solemnly, and warned solemnly: "Changqing, you could have had a bright future. There is no need to take such a crooked path! You must know that this is not a shortcut, but a bottomless abyss!

"I'll destroy this paper myself. Those of you who paid can take it back. This matter is a secret. No matter who you are talking to, remember not to say a word, otherwise you will bear the consequences!"

People usually saw Zhang Maoen as a gentleman, calm and composed, with no expression on his emotions. They had never seen him speak so harshly and were all frightened for a moment.

He Hongcheng narrowed his eyes slightly, sensitively realizing that there must be something wrong with the question.

Tsk, I should have taken a closer look earlier!

Now he only remembers things like using people and being useless, what are those things...

Gu Changqing heard that Zhang Maoen's apparent intention was to worry about being implicated, but his admonition to him was sincere, and thought to himself that Zhang Maoen's actions could truly be described as aboveboard and without regrets, and that he was a gentleman with whom he could make close friends.

He then explained with a smile, "When I first saw the mock policy paper, I had the same reaction as Brother Maoen. Don't worry, this is really just the topic predicted by that expert, not the actual test questions. If you don't believe me, Brother Maoen, you can take a closer look."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Maoen opened the note again and read it carefully three or four times before he felt relieved.