Chapter 10 Don’t worry, I will be sentenced to exile at most
Zhang Chi was full of fear and looked at Zhang's family head uneasily.
"Grandfather..."
Patriarch Zhang raised his hand and patted the man on the shoulder.
"Don't worry."
"As for the eldest princess, my grandfather will comfort you. When the time comes, it will be a formality, and at most it will be a sentence of exile."
"My family will arrange a place for you."
"Just stay out there and stay away for a few years!"
Zhang Chi couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this. He held his hands in gratitude and said, "Thank you, grandfather."
He hesitated and asked tentatively: "That poison just now..."
Before Zhang Chi could say the word "poisonous woman", his cheeks hurt and his teeth became loose.
Subconsciously he changed his words: "What Song Lan said."
Zhang Chi used retreat to advance, showing a bit of admiration and dependence at the right time: "I heard that the man in Qingtong Lane is very good at reading and is often praised by the masters in the academy."
Patriarch Zhang was silent and did not respond.
He seemed to be thinking about something.
"But my father also knows the importance and understands that not distinguishing between legitimate children and concubines is a disaster for the family, not to mention that he is just an outsider."
"Therefore, I was not overly partial, and never used my family connections to arrange for people to enter the Imperial Academy. I only looked for a little-known academy, thinking that I could make people know a few words, which would be enough to make a living in the future. , it can be regarded as his creation.”
Zhang Chi's tone was relaxed, but he couldn't help but squeeze the hands hidden in his sleeves: "But thinking about it, to be praised by the masters, you must have some ability."
Hearing this, Patriarch Zhang's thoughts that had just arisen disappeared by a third.
“It’s just something that’s not worthy of publicity.”
Speaking of the eldest son's child born out of another family, Zhang's father couldn't hide his disgust: "Why are you mentioning him!"
"I'm not so stupid that I would do something stupid like pretending to be a concubine."
Zhang Chi's hanging heart was completely relieved, and he silently held his hand.
It’s inevitable that I feel proud.
Song Lan, Song Lan, if you want to scare me with such a ridiculous thing as pretending to be a concubine, you are overestimating your ability!
After all, he is the legitimate descendant of the Zhang family. Is that bastard from Qingtong Lane worthy of being compared with him?
So what if I read well?
Being powerless doesn’t mean you can only be trampled on by others!
What a pity...
He took the exam three times and barely passed the college exam, but never passed the provincial exam.
It just so happened that that bastard was a good picker. He actually passed the provincial examination in two subjects earlier than him and won the title of Juren.
Otherwise, it's not like he couldn't give that bastard a chance to take part in the examination.
It's just that the bastard's test paper must have his name written on it.
Zhang Chi cursed him hard in his heart, and then he felt a little relieved.
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Song Lan was not worried at all that the Zhang family would not take the bait.
After all, in the previous life, as soon as that person got the title of No. 1 Scholar, the Zhang family immediately abandoned Zhang Chi, a loser who couldn't even pass the examination.
At that time, Zhang Chi didn't even do anything wrong.
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Just to keep the number one scholar in the Zhang family and continue the Zhang family's reputation and glory for being good at reading.
Its power can be seen.
Of course she didn't expect that just a few words could convince the old family leader to make a decision.
But as long as it can make people move, even just a little bit...
The Zhang family will send someone to inquire.
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As expected, when Patriarch Zhang was sitting on the carriage going home, Song Lan's words always echoed in his ears from time to time.
"That foreigner is very good at reading. He is not the top scholar, but also the second best." ’
‘Second place, third overall, top pick! ’
‘No.1 scholar~No.1 scholar~No.1 scholar! ’
Patriarch Zhang did not notice at all that at this time, a wisp of black mist was hovering above his head, and the repeated chanting of 'No. 1 Scholar ~ No. 1 Scholar ~' gradually aroused the desire in his heart.
‘No.1 Scholar~’
"Stop!"
(End of chapter)