Chen Yongwang was immensely pleased with himself too. "Tomorrow, I'll enter the Palace for an audience with His Majesty. I'll definitely make him see me in a whole new light."
"That's my son! He's going places! Come and look, everyone! My son is sure to become a powerful minister someday. Let those dogs who look down their noses at others choke on their regrets!"
Jiang Shuyue had bought some new hair ornaments and was planning to head home.
As luck would have it, her route home took her past the place where Chen Yongwang and Wang Dapeng were staying.
Huahua: [One of them placed fourth, and the other twelfth. They both passed because your father swapped the beams and pillars behind the scenes.]
Jiang Shuyue: [Is this really the time to talk about that?]
Jiang Shuyue pushed open the carriage door and shouted to Qi Ye, "Go, go! This place is filthy!"
The firecrackers happened to fall silent for a moment, allowing everyone to hear Jiang Shuyue clearly.
Dozens of gazes swung toward them at once. For the first time in his life, Qi Ye felt embarrassed.
At the sight of her, Auntie Zhuang shouted in furious frustration, "You little slut, what are you saying? You're just jealous that my son has made something of himself and earned His Majesty's appreciation!"
"If you know what's good for you, get down here and kowtow to my son to apologize. We might just spare your life. Otherwise..."
"Otherwise, what?"
Zhou Yunshen leaned out from behind her, one arm around Jiang Shuyue's waist and the other resting lazily against the carriage door.
He swept a disdainful glance over the Chen Family. "Plenty of people pass the Imperial Examination with high marks, but how many actually become marquises or prime ministers? Your son isn't