Female Supremacy and Rise to Power: Lin Shu's Imperial Examination Adventures

Feng Yu was standing in front of a sugar figurine stall and ordered ten sugar figurines in one go. She thought that if each of her brothers got one, there would be six left over. The children couldn't eat them all, so the rest would be good for her.

Oh right! I should save two for my older brother and Lin Shu. With that thought, he cheerfully said to the candy vendor, "Boss, give me two more!"

Although the candy seller wanted to make money, he was also worried that people would get sick from eating them and that food would be wasted. So he asked, "Young master, where are your parents? You can't possibly finish all these candy figurines. Don't waste them!"

Feng Yu didn't answer, but instead slammed a large silver ingot onto the stall with a flourish, glaring at the owner with his round cat eyes, signaling him to stop talking nonsense.

The shopkeeper glanced at Feng Yu's plump figure, opened his mouth, but ultimately swallowed the words that were about to come out, and only replied helplessly, "Alright, young master, please wait a moment."

Feng Yu was satisfied, and then watched longingly as the shopkeeper sculpted her likeness, occasionally stomping her feet in annoyance.

"I made a mistake, I made a mistake. My face isn't this chubby, and the clothes are too thick, you can't even see my waistline..."

The sugar figurine vendor (looking silently at the chubby boy in front of him): "...".

In no time, all the sugar figurines were finished. Feng Yu carefully took them, turned around, and tiptoed to search for her brothers in the bustling crowd.

As he searched, he couldn't resist taking out the first "little chubby sugar figurine" he had made, sticking out his little tongue to gently lick it. The sweet taste instantly spread in his mouth, and he squinted his eyes in happiness.

But upon looking at the chubby sugar figurine again, he pouted and muttered under his breath, "The craftsmanship is really bad!"

The sugar figurine vendor: "..." Next time, could you please go somewhere further away? And look at that shape! It's exactly like yours! It's so lifelike, what's wrong with it?

Xu Jingyun stood out in the crowd in her golden brocade robe, so Feng Yu spotted her without much effort and was about to call out to her.

Just then, several figures suddenly rushed in front of him, blocking his view, and with a "smack," knocked the sugar figurine in his hand to the ground.

Feng Yu stared in disbelief at the last remaining stick in his hand—his sugar figurine, which he had only just licked. Thinking of this, he pouted, his face full of regret.

However, he soon raised his head angrily and glared at the people in front of him.

They were several women of medium build, each dressed in lavish attire, yet their faces wore arrogant and lewd smiles, and their voices were shrill and grating.

"Hey! Where are you going, young master? Why don't you come and play with us ladies for a bit?"

"Get out of my way!" Feng Yu's face was displeased, her little face flushed red, but because she was cute, even when she was angry, it sounded like she was just being coquettish, without any intimidation.

"Ha! Sister Du, this is still just a little wildcat that can scare people!" One of the women, who looked refined and elegant, laughed and said to the woman in the lead in a fawning manner.

The woman called Sister Du had a flicker of excitement in her eyes, which could be seen from her hand that couldn't help wanting to touch Feng Yu's face:

"Wouldn't it be better to be a little wilder? That's much more exciting than those men who are like dead fish."

As she spoke, she moved closer to Feng Yu in a very perverted and disgusting way, took a deep sniff, and then sighed with satisfaction.

Feng Yu found the person before her utterly repulsive, feeling a surge of disgust. She tried to suppress it, but finally couldn't bear it any longer. She saw him—

Looking at the remaining sugar figurines in his hand with a pang of heartache, he hesitated for a moment, but gritted his teeth and smashed the sugar figurines all over the face of the woman surnamed Du.

The woman's face instantly turned ashen. With her face covered in burnt sugar residue, she glared at Feng Yu with a sinister look and raised her hand to teach him a lesson.

Don't be fooled by Feng Yu's fearless and mischievous nature in the palace; he's actually quite timid outside.

Seeing her raise her hand to hit him, he couldn't help but shrink back, pretending to warn her loudly, and also to bolster his courage: "If you dare to hit me, you're dead!"

Upon hearing this, the women surrounding him all burst into mocking laughter.

Finally, the woman who had spoken first spoke again, her voice high-pitched:

"Haha! Someone actually dares to threaten Sister Du, hahaha! Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of Sister Du..."

"what……!"

Before she could finish speaking, she flew out like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto a fruit stand next to her.

The surrounding crowd screamed in terror and scattered in all directions.

"Brother Feng Yu, are you alright?" Song Yun reacted quickly, pulling Feng Yu closer to himself and trying to keep him away from those women who clearly had ill intentions.

Feng Yu shook her head, her chubby cheeks jiggling with a "duang~duang~duang~" sound.

Then, he looked up and saw Xu Jingyun kick someone away, her robe-clad leg flying wildly in the air, drawing a sharp arc.

Instantly, he puffed out his chest like a victorious rooster, raised his head high, put his hands on his hips, and glared with wide eyes, shouting, "You scoundrels are doomed! Humph!"

As the two sides faced off, Ji Heng calmly walked to the corner of the fruit stall that had been affected by the chaos, took out a silver ingot from his purse, and gently handed it to the trembling owner hiding in the corner, then smiled warmly.

The boss, trembling, took the money and hurriedly left this troublesome place.

The once arrogant Miss Du had now hidden behind the others, but after realizing that all the newcomers were men, she arrogantly stepped forward again.

The woman who had been kicked away recovered, got up, and limped over, pointing arrogantly at the woman surnamed Du:

"How dare you! Do you even know who Sister Du is? Do you still want to stay in Mengzhou Prefecture...?"

"what……!"

Before she could finish speaking, she was kicked to the ground again, knocking out half of her tooth. Her once pretty face became distorted and ugly from the pain.

Holding the child in one arm and patting the hem of her clothes with the other, Xu Jingyun uttered two words: "Noisy."

After saying that, he turned to look at Feng Yu, his eyes softening, and asked softly, "Who tried to hit you just now?"

Feng Yu pointed her chubby finger at the woman surnamed Du and said confidently, "It was her. She even knocked my sugar figurine off. I had only just taken a lick..."

Li Huanzhi shook his head helplessly, sighing inwardly: He really is a little glutton; even at this moment, he is still most interested in sugar figurines.

Xu Jingyun, without any hesitation, grabbed the woman surnamed Du and easily snapped her hand. A sharp "crack" was heard, followed by the woman's piercing scream: "Ah... my hand..."

Xu Jingyun ignored this, and the others only glanced at her a couple more times without feeling any sympathy for her.

Just as they were about to turn and leave, a group of yamen runners suddenly strode over menacingly.

"I heard there's trouble here? Who's so bold?"

As soon as the constables arrived at the scene, they saw Du Juan clutching her wrist, her face contorted in pain, and Su Yi lying on the ground, her mouth covered in blood. Their brows twitched, and they quickly went over to help them up.

"Second Miss, Miss Su, what's going on here?"

Du Juan was in so much pain she couldn't speak. In the end, Su Yi, with her lisp, pointed at Feng Yu and the others and shouted indistinctly, "Quick, quick, grab them all, grab them all!"

The constable twitched his lips, listened for a long time, and only understood after being sprayed with spittle in his face.

She wiped the drool off her face, inwardly groaning. There was nothing she could do but endure it, since the man was not only an eighth-rank instructor but also had the potential to become the prefect's daughter-in-law in the future!

After thinking it over, the constable turned around and led his men to block Feng Yu and his companions' path. He looked at the handsome young men in front of him with pity, wondering if they would survive after offending these纨绔 (spoiled brats): "You've committed a crime in the street, so come with me!"

As she was being taken away, Su Yi proudly bared her bloodied teeth and mumbled, "You guys are dead!"

However, no one paid any attention to her. Only the chubby boy Feng Yu glanced at her and muttered, "She's sick."

So what if she's the daughter of a prefect? ​​He doesn't believe these people would actually dare to send him to jail!

I just didn't expect them to actually dare to do it.

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