After traveling through time, I became Han Zhang’s grandson?

As night falls, in the Linqi Pavilion of the Sheng family, Lin Xiaoniang, Sheng Molan, and Sheng Changfeng are holding a meeting that looks like a review meeting, but is actually a meeting to expose shortcomings and take the blame.

"I've told you so many times not to go out and fool around before the exam, but you just won't listen."

"If you had used the time you spent on drinking and whoring to study for the exam, you might have passed the exam by now!"

"Is there any need for you to show off over there? I've even gotten scolded by your father for not keeping a close eye on you."

Lin Xiaoniang was so angry that she kept blaming Sheng Changfeng for being useless.

And Sheng Molan also added at the right time: "Dad has been staying in Weiruixuan for the past two days and has not come to see us."

"My brother failed the exam, and now my wife and I have to suffer together."

"And that girl Rulan, her tail is so high up in the sky, she almost wants to walk sideways."

"One useless person can tire out the entire army."

Chang Feng, who was sitting beside him, munched on some fruit while rolling his eyes. He suppressed his anger and explained, "It's rare to pass the imperial examination in one year."

"It's common to fail the exam after 17 or 18 years."

Molan couldn't stand seeing Changfeng like this, and immediately sarcastically said, "Then how did Second Brother and Brother Jingyuan pass the exam?"

"Brother Jingyuan even took first place in this imperial examination and was awarded the title of Huiyuan."

"Even if we don't compare ourselves with Brother Jingyuan, let's just talk about Second Brother. Don't you always say that your literary talent is better than his?"

"Don't blame you? Are you blaming me? If I were a man and could go out and take the exam, who would still rely on you?"

Molan's words made Chang Feng furious. He suddenly turned around and stared at his biological sister. Then he said in a mocking tone, "Second brother's sister, burns incense and prays to Buddha for him every day, prays for him, and does needlework for him."

"My sister is so lucky! The knee pads she needs for the next exam were all given to her by Minglan. She spends all day thinking about reciting poems and composing essays, and marrying into a noble family."

"Or else, you're trying to steal the spotlight from Rulan and still expect me to do it!"

The last sentence directly pissed Molan off: "What kind of needlework do you want me to do for you?"

"You are surrounded by those little goblins in your room all day long. What do you want me to do?"

Molan's tone became increasingly angry, and she stamped her feet in anger. This was just the middle of the scene.

"Shut up! What are you yelling about? Is this a good thing or a glorious thing? If anyone hears this, you will lose face!"

Lin Qinshuang immediately got angry and scolded Molan severely for talking nonsense. Molan also knew the seriousness of the matter, so she quickly calmed down, sat back down and said nothing.

Then Lin Qinshuang turned around and scolded Sheng Changfeng directly.

"And you, you said you weren't good at the exam, but now you have the energy to argue with your sister when you get home."

"Let me tell you, your sister is better than Xie Daoyun. What's wrong with her wanting to marry into a wealthy family?"

"But you, if you fail to pass the imperial examination and don't get a job in the future, you might even have to rely on your brother-in-law for support!"

Sheng Changfeng didn't take Lin Qinshuang's words seriously, and even felt a little aggrieved: "Who wants..."

Just as he was about to lose his temper and say something harsh, he paused after a moment's thought and said in a deep voice, "Who needs support from others?"

"Among my friends, there are so many children from aristocratic families and nobles. Who can't support me? Why do I have to rely on my brother-in-law?"

"And you! Molan, don't tell me I can't pass the exam! Next time I take the exam, I will definitely pass!"

After Sheng Changfeng finished speaking, he turned around and left, going to find his friends to drink and visit prostitutes.

Mo Lan, who was standing behind him, pointed at Sheng Changfeng angrily: "Mom, look, my brother is still scolding me! You you you!"

"Okay, okay, let me tell you, your dad is happy these days. If you keep acting like this, he'll be upset and he won't come anymore."

"I still have things to worry about in Yangzhou!" Lin Qinshuang was so angry at the brother and sister that she felt dizzy and swollen, so she closed her eyes and rested for a while.

Only Molan had her eyes wide open, looking at a loss and unhappy.

. . . . . .

The city of Bianjing in the Song Dynasty was extremely prosperous at night. Merchants traveling from north to south, as well as dignitaries who went out to have fun after dinner, all settled here.

In the private room of Fanlou, Han Ming, Gu Tingye and Sheng Changbai were eating and chatting. Among them, Gu Tingye drank the most and started to act a little crazy.

"Hahahaha!"

Gu Tingye laughed loudly and suddenly grabbed Han Ming's wrist tightly. Han Ming was caught off guard and exclaimed repeatedly.

"Wine, wine, wine, it's all spilled." Han Ming looked at Gu Tingye helplessly.

"Oh!" Sheng Changbai hurried to help Gu Erlang, but the other party patted his shoulder and laughed.

"Well said! Hehe..." Han Ming and Sheng Changbai looked at each other with this silly look, and they smiled helplessly.

"There's something I can't figure out. I knew your article was good, but how could it fail? What went wrong?"

Sheng Changbai asked in confusion, while Han Ming's eyes flashed with a strange look, and he sighed in his heart: "It's not a mistake at all, it's just that I spoke inappropriately and was sold out by someone with ulterior motives!"

But Han Ming couldn't say this to his face, just like when they first met, Gu Tingye had complained about Yang Wuduan's deeds, and Han Ming had stopped him directly from the side.

And warned him not to say such nonsense in the future, and no one should discuss Yang Wuduan's affairs.

However, Gu Tingye refused to listen to the advice and thought that his elder brother Gu Tingyu was a kind-hearted person. In fact, the other party had wanted to drive Gu Tingye out of the Gu family since early on.

Only then did he secretly tell the emperor what Gu Tingye had said.

The emperor was extremely sad because of the death of his young son. Yang Wuduan came to Beijing to take the imperial examination and spoke nonsense, saying that the imperial examination was not as good as the brothels. This made the emperor so angry that he directly forbade Yang Wuduan to take the exam and asked him to wait until he was fifty years old.

Gu Tingye originally wanted to talk about this with Han Ming, but was stopped by Han Ming, who said that he should be careful with his words and interrupted the other party.

Therefore, Han Ming had never heard Gu Tingye speak up for Yang Wuduan, but his older brother made Gu Tingye say those words, and the root of the disaster has been deeply buried since then, until today.

Looking at the helpless and powerless Gu Tingye, Han Ming could only pat his shoulder heavily: "I was born to be useful!"

"Zhong Huai, Ze Cheng and I are always here!"

Sheng Changbai also nodded firmly, grabbed Gu Tingye's shoulders and shook him.

"Hahahaha! I was born to be useful! You are worthy of being called 'Han Shixian'. I admire you. Just for such good advice, we must make it known."

Gu Tingye went through a sad time in this atmosphere...

In another market town across the street from Fanlou, there is Guangyuntai, a famous brothel in Bianjing.

At this moment, Sheng Changfeng, the third brother of the Sheng family, was chatting with his so-called 'close friend'. When they talked about the imperial examination and the distinction between legitimate and illegitimate children, he couldn't help but feel deeply emotional and sad, and began to talk nonsense.

"My father was just a lowly fifth-rank official in the imperial court. He pretended to be aloof and never made friends or flattered anyone. He only knew how to force me to study hard, and I was born out of wedlock!"

Sheng Changfeng slammed the table helplessly, feeling somewhat resentful and angry.

"Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers all born of different species?" A fox friend quickly chimed in.

"What's wrong with being a bastard? Does a legitimate son always succeed? I've never seen your brother smile!"

"Hahaha..."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"Ha ha ha ha..."

"..." The whole private room was in an uproar, especially Sheng Changfeng, who was laughing like crazy.

"Even if such a person passes the imperial examination and enters the officialdom, he will still have difficulty making any progress!"

"I think what Brother Youguang said makes sense. You have to see the situation clearly." Dog friend Qiu Keli began to exert his strength.

"The emperor has no son, and the ministers in the court are so eager to kneel down in the court every day, begging the emperor to adopt a royal family member."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present stopped talking and listened quietly.

"Prince Yong is mediocre, Prince Yan is capable. Isn't this world unclear?"

Sheng Changfeng's eyes lit up, as if he realized something: "You mean Prince Yan..."

"Well, just know it in your heart, don't say it out loud!" Qiu Keli interrupted Sheng Changfeng with an unfathomable and confident attitude.

"I know, I know. I understand, I understand!" Sheng Changfeng, who was very smart, came to his senses immediately and laughed as if he had mastered some incredible secret.

"Oh! Prince Yan is of noble birth. His mother's family has been important officials for three dynasties. He has enjoyed endless wealth and glory. He has many capable ministers and generals under his command. Apart from him, I really can't think of anyone else in the court."

"Oh! It's still better to be a royal family. No need to take exams, no need to study hard, um..."

Sheng Changfeng began to speak nonsense, while the man in black beside him said nothing, looking at him with a hint of disdain.