The Scholar Who Was Captured in the Palace: Dreams Against the Heavens

"If you want to tell the truth, I am Zhongwang Zhao Qi, don't make any mistake." The cold voice came faintly, Zhao Qi let go of Cheng Ran who was waiting to die, and walked out of the courtyard.

Sitting blankly on the dust, Cheng Ran slowly stood up while supporting the tree trunk, wouldn't he be dead?However, his life seemed to no longer belong to him.

The bell in the temple rang again, "Dang-dang-dang-dang-" Like the sound of a funeral, each sound struck Cheng Ran's heart.

Next, Cheng Ran didn't have time to worry about whether King Zhong would go back on his word, so he sent a killer to kill him.He only slept for two hours a day, and read borrowed books outside the Buddhist hall at night. With Cheng Ran's already thin and sickly physique, it was a miracle that he persisted until the end of the exam.

On the day when the announcement was announced, Cheng Ran got up early and leaned against the attic window. He never saw the person who announced the good news, and the temple was as quiet as if everyone died suddenly.

Suddenly the temple door opened wide, and a scholar who went to see the list kicked in. He cursed loudly, from the Buddha to the king, the cursing was stern and tragic. Cheng Ran had heard of him, and he was a Hangzhou man who failed many times. Talented Mr. Liu, among the students he teaches are mediocre high school students.The monks in the temple were afraid that Zhu Lian would run out and hold him back.

Mr. Liu struggled and shouted: "You...what are you waiting for? You can't wait, haha——what else do you expect? There is no way to cling to power, and you don't have the money to buy the examiner, woo...do you want to live forever? Is it in the temple? Haha...then it’s better, it’s better to become a monk! God——!”

"Foolish ruler, foolish ruler without morals, the court is corrupt..." Mr. Liu wailed hysterically, suddenly he threw away the monks, looked up to the sky and laughed, and then fell down suddenly, making a loud noise.

Quiet, suffocating silence.Cheng Ran saw Mr. Liu, who was slumped like a sack, his eyes were wide open, his face was purple, and bright red blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.A daring monk snorted close, and then jumped away.Mr. Liu obviously went.

Not as cynical as others, Cheng Ran was just packing up his parcels, he couldn't live anymore, he couldn't even pay a little bit of incense money.

When passing through the courtyard, he suddenly thought of the man who almost killed him. Can he—can he really clarify this muddy world?