Frost for a Thousand Years

Chapter 12 Wei Wusheng

Situ was one of the "Three Dukes" of the Great Yu Dynasty.

Although these are mostly honorary titles and decorative elements of aristocratic politics, they are usually held by respected elders of powerful families. If they do not hold other positions of real power, they are essentially relegated to the second line. However, these are still extremely high-ranking positions, and even princes and nobles must respect and win them over.

Moreover, behind Minister Sun is the Sun family of Yangzhou, a prominent and prestigious clan in the land.

Students from Jiangnan all considered it an honor to associate themselves with the Sun family.

His students and former officials are scattered throughout the country, including some of today's powerful figures in the imperial court.

Even if Sun Situ's daughter was ugly, countless men wanted to curry favor with her and arrange a marriage; the line could stretch all the way to the Great Qi Dynasty.

Moreover, this woman is the 'most beautiful woman in Jiangnan'.

Almost all the scholars at the student inn popped their heads out, full of fantasies.

"I heard that all the Asian champions of this scientific expedition will be invited by Minister Sun to attend his birthday celebration."

"Then, choose a scholar who is both handsome and from a good family to marry my daughter."

"So that means there are ten people who have this opportunity?"

"What kind of beauty could be called the most beautiful woman in Jiangnan?"

Everyone's eyes lit up with anticipation.

The ultimate enjoyment for ancient scholars—

When one's name is on the list of successful candidates, it is the wedding night.

Although as long as one passes the Asian Scholarship Examination, there's no need to worry about marrying a noble lady.

But this is the daughter of one of the Three Dukes.

Ya Yuan already had the opportunity to become a candidate official. If he were to form a political marriage with the Sun family of Yangzhou, he could probably become a court official in one step.

"Officials appointed by the imperial court" refers to formal official positions directly appointed by the central government.

Therefore, the county magistrate must belong to this category.

"Brother Jingxiu, you are a young master from the capital, why don't you know this young lady from the Sun family?" Wang Shuishan asked curiously.

"Hmm...I think I've heard of it."

In fact, no.

If you were to ask about the beautiful singers in Sheng'an Commercial K... restaurant, Song Shi'an could still call them by their childhood nicknames.

As for the wealthy young heiress, Song Shi'an probably never had any such thoughts or curiosity.

It has to be said that Song Shi'an in the original world lived a very insightful life.

No wonder he likes to hang out with idiots.

Because he's also an idiot.

"Out, out."

Just as the two were chatting, Wang Shuishan saw the curtain being lifted by a hand.

All the students froze on the spot.

That hand was fair and slender, with skin like solidified cream and clearly defined joints. Like jade rinsing in a cold spring, it gave one the feeling of a soft and cool hand just by looking at it.

Simultaneously, Song Shi'an and Wang Shuishan's heads sank down together, tilting their heads and tacitly changing their perspective.

Gradually, the wrist emerged.

The sheer sleeves, as thin as cicada wings, slowly slid down as the person lifted their arms, revealing inch by inch of skin...

Everyone stared wide-eyed and held their breath.

Suddenly, the hand that had been lifting the curtain paused.

Then, the curtain slowly fell.

For a moment, all that could be heard was sighs.

"Awu, let's go."

Inside the carriage, a light and gentle voice spoke.

"Weren't you here to see the young master?" A girl named Awu, who looked about fourteen years old, asked in confusion from inside the carriage.

"Let's go home first. Your brother will be back later."

"Understood." Awu nodded, then lifted the curtain and called to the coachman, "Back to the manor."

At the same time, she saw the students sighing and looking regretful, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, "Those scholars look so funny."

"No rudeness."

After the girl finished speaking, her gaze unconsciously drifted towards the side window of the carriage.

Just then, they saw two people standing by the window on the third floor of the inn.

One of them was different from the others; although he didn't see it, he remained expressionless and unmoved.

.........

"They didn't even get off the bus."

Wang Shuishan felt a pang of regret. "They were just teasing you."

Song Shi'an, who didn't see any beautiful women, remained quite casual and unmoved.

Even though he had glanced at her critically a few times earlier, his emotions were completely unaffected by this number one beauty.

You get anxious just because someone shows their face and you can't see it? That's so typical of a novice chef.

If he continues to suppress his sexuality like this, he will eventually become a plaything for beautiful women.

We CF players are all this tough.

"We'll see it sooner or later."

Wang Shuishan's enthusiasm remained undiminished; on the contrary, he looked forward to it even more: "When the time comes, on Sun Situ's birthday, as long as you pass the preliminary examination, you will be invited to be a guest of honor. How glorious that would be!"

"Can I not go?"

“That’s one of the Three Dukes, Lord Situ. Who wouldn’t go?” Wang Shuishan thought Song Shi’an was joking.

"It's true."

After casually agreeing, Song Shi'an walked away from the window.

At that moment, there was a knock on the door of the inn.

An innkeeper's waiter stood at the door carrying breakfast.

Seeing this, Wang Shuishan took out a few coins from his sleeve, put them on the plate, and said, "Give me another serving."

The waiter peeked inside and noticed there was another person inside.

Seeing that he was dawdling, Wang Shuishan took out another coin and placed it in the other person's hand: "Go."

"Yes, young master, I'll go and add another one right away."

The waiter smiled, then turned and left.

After closing the door to the room, he opened his palm, looked at the tip, and said with a disdainful expression, "You're dressed quite well, but I've never seen anyone so stingy."

After a while, the waiter brought out breakfast for two again.

"Brother Shi'an, please."

Wang Shuishan took the initiative to invite him to have breakfast together.

"it is good."

Song Shi'an nodded slightly in polite response.

"Brother Jingxiu."

Wang Shuishan seemed to have an idea, so he smiled and invited, "I've been staying at this inn since before the announcement of the results. Why don't you join me here for a few days, Brother Jingxiu, for a drink, a game of chess, and a casual chat?"

Faced with such polite words, Song Shi'an looked at him and said without hesitation, "Okay."

"..."

He agreed so quickly that Wang Shuishan was a little stunned.

There's no need for formalities then.

What if they really won't let me stay? Am I supposed to sleep under a bridge for the next couple of days?
Dear Teacher Meal Ticket, I... please guide me these past two days.

.........

The Imperial Palace, He Ning Palace.

Before the bronze table, a man of about twenty years old, dressed in a dark brocade robe and wearing a bronze crown, with handsome and refined features and eyes like autumn stars, held a writing brush and was intently writing on the manuscript paper.

He remained completely still from beginning to end, until he made the final stroke, at which point his expression finally relaxed.

He put down the brush, held the manuscript paper in front of him with both hands, and after browsing through it, he stood up with great delight and walked quickly out of He Ning Palace.

At this moment, a young girl, dressed in luxurious clothes, petite in stature, with an almond-shaped face and rosy cheeks, and quite lovely in appearance, walked in.

The two happened to meet.

"Come, show me."

The man handed the manuscript directly to the girl.

"What is this?"

Princess Changqing frowned as she was suddenly handed a piece of paper covered in dense writing.

"Take a look at the essay I wrote for this provincial examination," the man said expectantly.

"..." Princess Changqing pursed her lips and said sarcastically, "Even Father doesn't use you, what's the point of you writing this?"

"Fine, don't bother watching it then."

The man snatched the manuscript back into his hand, and then, his excitement undiminished, he walked out of the palace and hurried down the steps.

"Wei Wusheng! Where are you going?"

Princess Changqing shouted in dissatisfaction at the departing figure.

Wei Wusheng didn't even turn his head, casually waving his hand: "I'll go find a tutor at the Imperial Academy to take a look."

(End of this chapter)