Chapter Twenty-Three: The Great Day of Entering the Literary Books

"Thank you, Old Madam Shen!" Bai Pinyuan also got up to thank him at this time, but his eyes also flashed with a cold cold light.

"Thank you, Old Madam Shen, for hosting the banquet!"

"Congratulations to Miss Two!"

After Mrs. Shen's words were finished, all the sons also understood the meaning, although Mrs. Shen's words were more vague, but the leader had already been decided, and Bai Pinyuan and Ming Jinhou also successfully entered the eyes of Mrs. Shen, as for the future......

It depends on Shen Ruobing's own wishes.

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Lin Yi, who had already run out of the courtyard, didn't hear the words at all, and at this moment, he quickly changed his clothes again, and the leopard print mask was quickly hidden.

Don't run?

Are you still standing there waiting to be unmasked?

Although Lin Yi knew that the Wendou of this celebration had something to do with Shen Ruobing, he knew his current identity more clearly, and his participation in Wendou this time was definitely equivalent to offending the sons of all famous families.

As a low-level subordinate of the Shen Mansion, he went to this troubled water, and he was a game of nine deaths and a lifetime.

Wendou? The eldest lady of a famous family in Beijing, how can it be decided by a cultural fight.

Lin Yi is not so naïve, once his identity is revealed today, there are only two possibilities.

The first type: Those elders of the Shen Mansion disagree, so Lin Yi doesn't want to stay in the Shen Mansion any longer, and walks out of the gate of the Shen Mansion...... It's a dead end, and it's not even known if you can get out of the Shen Mansion.

The second type: Even if everyone agrees, as a low-ranking person, they will not be able to convince the public in the Shen Mansion at all.

If you don't have enough strength, you will only fall too badly.

If you dare to climb into the eldest lady's bed......

Hehe......

Lin Yi still understands this truth.

I should have passed the Divine Literature Exam, after all, I have already written a spiritual book, and the day after tomorrow I can go to the Academy of Literature to enter the "Literary Book", as long as I enter the "Literary Book", it will be equivalent to having an identity in the Great Chu Dynasty, and then there will naturally be so many worries.

Show your true faces, and then scare you self-righteous boys, hahaha......

Thinking of this, Lin Yi also changed his smile again, but he didn't know what would be in that ancient ruin?

Ancient ruins, will there be any treasures?

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The next day, after a busy day, in the evening, Lin Yi took advantage of the darkness to sneak into Shen Feixue's study, and tomorrow he was going to the Academy of Literature to enter the "Book of Literature", if he didn't know anything about the Academy of Literature, it wouldn't be good.

Therefore, Lin Yi also hoped to look in the study to see if there were any records of ancient ruins.

Find, find, find, find......

After rummaging through the pages for nearly an hour, almost the entire study was searched and no records of the ancient ruins were found.

Lin Yi sighed, picked up a book casually, and then, crossed Erlang's legs, leaned his whole body comfortably on the chair, and rested while flipping through it.

"Crunch!"

The door opens......

Four eyes touched.

Lin Yi sat directly on the ground.

What the hell, why did this super loser come to the study so late?

"II...... Second Miss, listen to my explanation!" Looking at the long whip raised in Shen Feixue's hand, Lin Yi panicked.

It's really an evil hit.,I was actually caught by the second lady.,Said to study hard.,What about going up every day?

"Yo, Lin Yi, you're a low-level subordinate, you're bold enough...... You actually dare to come to Miss Ben's study, huh, what are you looking at? Can you understand the divine script?" Shen Feixue looked at the book that fell to the ground, with a puzzled expression.

"Uh...... Should I understand this? or should I not understand?" Lin Yi looked horrified.

"Nonsense!"

"Understand!"

"Alas, Miss Ben has underestimated you as a low-level person, you learned this divine script from the golden shopkeeper of Taikoo Place, right? You say you know a little bit? Come, read this book to Miss Ben, if you read a word wrong, you will die!" Shen Feixue was slightly stunned, and then threw a book directly on Lin Yi.

"Is there such a good thing?" Lin Yi immediately took it, completely incredulous.

"Hurry up and read, Miss Ben is going to the Academy of Literature tomorrow to enter the "Literary Book", I want to review it well today, I heard my sister say that there are ...... in the ancient ruins Forget it, I told you you don't understand either. ”

Shen Feixue found a place and lay down directly.

"Second Miss, what's in the ancient ruins?" Lin Yi's eyes lit up when he heard Shen Feixue talk about the ancient ruins.

"You are a low-level subordinate, why do you care so much, read it quickly!"

"Okay......"

Reading aloud, a few pages were quickly finished.

"Not bad, okay, from today onwards, you will be Miss Ben's personal little scholar!" Shen Feixue also nodded slightly after listening to Lin Yi read it, and then directly gave Lin Yi an honorable appointment.

This seems to be a good errand......

"Thank you, Second Miss, just follow Second Miss's orders!" Lin Yi immediately thanked him.

"Read it all and finish it all!"

"Uh......" Lin Yi looked at the pile of books in front of him, and his heart panicked, he also knew very well that it was easy to get dizzy after reading too much of this divine text.

But looking at Shen Feixue in front of him, Lin Yi didn't dare to disobey......

So, the sound of Lang Lang reading sounded again, and half an hour later, Lin Yi's eyes went dark, and then he fainted without forgetting......

"Hey...... Miss Ben is really a genius, she found a low-level person to study, so that Miss Ben can read more than twice as many books in the future!" Looking at Lin Yi who fainted to the ground, Shen Feixue showed a smile, and her face was like a peach blossom.

Then, he also picked up the book that Lin Yi hadn't finished reading and continued to read.

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In the early morning, as soon as the sky was bright, at the gate of the Shen Mansion, there were a bunch of guards wearing armor, all of them were fierce and energetic.

Because, today is a good day for the Academy of Literature to release the list, and it is also a big day for the second Miss Shen Fuyi to enter the "Literary Book".

Lu Jiu, the head of the Shen Mansion with a bearded face, was standing in front of a group of nurses.

And beside Lu Jiu, a one-horned flame lion with fiery red hair was roaring in a low voice.

Not long after, Shen Feixue, who was wearing a set of pink fluffy armor and stepping on a pair of snow white cloud boots, strode out of the door of the mansion.

With a "snap", the long whip waved.

Lu Jiu immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Welcome Second Miss!"

"Haha...... Uncle Nine, this trip will be hard for you!" Shen Feixue walked towards the one-horned flame lion with a grin.

The one-horned flame lion let out a low roar again, clearly dissatisfied.

"What the second miss said, it is a blessing for Ah Jiu to be able to serve the second miss! Lu Jiu said with a loving face, and then glared at the one-horned flame lion.

The one-horned flame lion immediately bowed down obediently.

"Second Miss, can you go?" Seeing Shen Feixue riding on the one-horned flame lion, Lu Jiu also asked for instructions.

"Let's go!" Shen Feixue waved the long whip in his hand, and the one-horned flame lion immediately ran forward at high speed.

Lu Jiu and the others hurriedly followed.

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Time passed minute by minute, and it was not until it was close to noon that a figure appeared at the side door of the Shen Mansion.

The figure disappeared in a flash, and it was Lin Yi who was wearing a cyan robe.

Now Lin Yi looked depressed.

"This super loser, I just read it and made me dizzy, I didn't wake up until now, it's over, I'm going to go to the Academy of Literature to enter the "Literary Book" today, and I don't know what the consequences will be if I'm late?"

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