Fantasy: Starting Out as a Gigolo, Born a Confucian Sage

Chapter 225

(The last chapter was modified at 7 o'clock and has been changed to a 4,000-word chapter. Brothers who read it before 7 o'clock can go back and read it again)

The current Luoyang City is extremely lively.

Because the candidates from all over the country have come to Luoyang.

Although the number of candidates in each state is not large, when added together, it is a considerable number.

And they bring their families with them.

After arriving in the capital, they also began to call friends and make friends everywhere.

This is similar to the various poetry gatherings held by scholars in Zhongshan County before.

It is nothing more than laying the groundwork in advance.

Especially the first place winners, they have received many olive branches from dignitaries.

However, Shen Wuming did not have these troubles. He just stayed at home quietly and was affectionate with his two wives.

Although he and Cao Zhuyu have not yet married, they have already lived a married life.

Not to mention the love of the three people.

The time came to the ninth day of February.

The spring examination in full swing finally began.

Early in the morning, Shen Wuming came to the examination room accompanied by Chu Youyi, Cao Zhuyu, Song Nanzhu, Su Xiaoxiao, Minghui, Pei Zian and others.

Shen Wuming, surrounded by the girls, immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Each candidate couldn't help but look at him sideways, revealing a light of envy or jealousy in their eyes.

"I knew that wherever Brother Haggard went, he would attract everyone's attention!"

A laugh came from the side, and it was Cui Kuan, Wei Xiaowen, Yang Yuanqing and others.

They also brought servants and book boys, but they were far less powerful than Shen Wuming's side.

At this moment, they came with smiles on their faces, and they were indeed full of emotion in their hearts.

Shen Wuming's strong peach blossom luck.

The eldest daughter of Jingzhao Shaoyin!

The only daughter of the richest man in the country!

The daughter of General Guangwu!

Pei Zian, the county lord of Pengcheng!

This is the identity they know.

In addition, like Minghui, they don't know what the origin is.

But judging from their demeanor, they are all different, and they must have a good background.

"What a coincidence!"

Shen Wuming smiled awkwardly, he actually didn't want to be so high-profile.

But Chu Youyi insisted on sending him across, and he really couldn't refuse.

And with Chu Youyi, Song Nanzhu, the follower, must be behind.

Similarly, he couldn't be partial, so Cao Zhuyu had to follow.

All three women came, Su Xiaoxiao looked at him pitifully, and he couldn't bear to refuse.

Minghui was a stubborn person, the same.

Pei Zian also came very early, and had breakfast at Shen Wuming's house.

He couldn't refuse her kindness either!

In this way, he was like a playboy.

Wherever he went, he was surrounded by beauties.

Yang Yuanqing smiled, put his arm around his neck, and whispered, "We are all men, we all understand!"

"I don't understand you!"

Shen Wuming glared at him, "You are standing up now, so you think you are great, right?"

"Do you believe that I will stop taking your medicine? In less than half a month, you will be back to your original form!"

"Brother, I was wrong."

Yang Yuanqing's face suddenly turned bitter, and he begged for mercy.

At this time, another beauty came over.

Yang Yuanqing looked sideways, and his playful smile suddenly became serious.

"Miss Cui!"

Yang Yuanqing stood up straight and clasped his fists.

"What a coincidence!"

"I didn't expect Miss Cui to come here too. Are you here to visit the old man?"

Cui Zu'e was wearing a snow-white skirt with vine patterns embroidered on it.

Low-key luxury.

But her temperament immediately scared everyone away.

Too impactful.

Too aggressive.

Cui Zu'e smiled, returned the gift, and walked straight towards Shen Wuming.

"I'm here to see Wuming off!"

Her eyes were fixed on Shen Wuming, full of affection.

"It's been a long time since we last met in Cangzhou, and I miss Wuming day and night. Does Wuming miss me?"

As soon as he said this, Shen Wuming suddenly felt several sharp eyes coming from his side.

He felt a chill on his back.

He quickly said, "I haven't thanked Mr. Cui for helping me solve the case last time, and I've been thinking about it."

"When I finish the spring exam, I must hold a banquet in my mansion, and please ask Mr. Cui to come."

As soon as he said this, Song Nanzhu's eyes softened a lot.

Cui Zhujian and Cui Zu'e also made a lot of efforts in the Cangzhou case.

No matter how much she disliked this woman, she still owed her a favor.

However, Cui Zu'e raised her eyebrows and pursed her lips slightly when she heard this.

"Wuming, are you just trying to fool me?"

"You've been in the capital for so long, I've heard about you!"

"A poem "Laozi in the Past" is popular in Luoyang, everyone copies it and circulates it!"

"It makes the white paper in Luoyang much more expensive!"

"But for so long, I haven't seen you come to Cui's house to find me!"

"You said you miss me, how can it be so fake?"

As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Yang Yuanqing and others changed, and the faces of the spectators around changed drastically.

What does it mean?

Cui Zu'e's status in Luoyang is the same as Chu Youyi and Cao Zhuyu's status in Zhongshan.

The dream goddess of all men!

But now she actually talks to a man in a coquettish tone, and still complains that he doesn't look for her?

The image of a lovesick woman immediately stood up in everyone's mind.

Not a sister, don't mess with it!

Shen Wuming felt the gazes of the people around him, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

He hurriedly said, "I didn't say I missed you, I said I missed your favor!"

This explanation naturally made Cui Zu'e lose face, but he didn't care.

This woman is a little sick.

She has deliberately set him up, and she doesn't allow him to tell the truth?

"Wuming, your words are hurtful."

Cui Zu'e raised her hand to cover her chest, pretending to be Xi Shi holding her heart.

Everyone around felt distressed.

But Shen Wuming just rolled his eyes. This woman is sick, and he should keep his distance!

Chu Youyi smiled at this time.

"Sister Cui, my husband is speaking in a sarcastic way. He has been talking about my sister every day recently."

"He said that my husband regarded my sister's first meeting at the poetry meeting as the most beautiful memory!"

"He even said that it is rare to have a close friend in life. My parents gave me life, and my Zu'e knows me!"

Cui Zu'e looked at Chu Youyi in surprise. The two had met several times before.

But now she was teasing Shen Wuming, and she thought Chu Youyi would give her a cold shoulder.

But she never expected that Chu Youyi would be so decent and have the style of a big wife.

Shen Wuming turned his head to look at his wife and said seriously: "My wife, you can't slander me!"

"I always think about you and Zhuyu. I just owe her a favor."

Humph!

Seeing Shen Wuming disregarding his dignity as a girl just to win over his two wives.

Cui Zu'e couldn't help but snort in her heart.

But the more this happened, the more the restless fire in her heart swayed and flourished.

She felt that she was a slut, and had to come here to make trouble, but she couldn't help it!

She was really fed up with the feeling of being flattered since she was a child.

Almost suffocated.

On the contrary, in front of Shen Wuming, the more he didn't take her seriously, the more she wanted to provoke him.

Today, under the spotlight of the crowd, she was humiliated by Shen Wuming.

But while she was angry and embarrassed, the strange throbbing in her heart seemed to become more and more obvious.

No one even noticed that her body was trembling slightly, and a sense of pleasure flowed through her body.

Even her long and beautiful legs couldn't help but slightly close together, holding back a sense of urination.

What a strange feeling.

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