Part 1: A Dream Within A Dream / Rebirth of Ill Fated Concubine

Chapter 049 Imperial Tutor

The young man in green on the side chuckled: "If you two brothers continue to be so modest, we will have no choice but to jump into the moat." 

This person is Mo Cong, who seems to be in a very good mood at the moment. He waved his hand and said: "My brain hurts from reading so much these days. Why don't we have some fun? I'll be the host today. Let's go to Dongfeng Tower for a small gathering. How about it?"

As he was talking, the students around him smiled and surrounded him after hearing this: "Brother Mo is the host, why don't you invite us along? It's really stingy."

Mo Cong laughed: "You actually said I was stingy, well, today I will be generous and invite you all to join me, so as not to let down the friendship of our classmates for several years!"

The group walked out, talking and laughing, all of them were young and high-spirited, but behind them, behind the gate of the Imperial College, there was still one person left behind. This man was tall and handsome, wearing a washed blue shirt, with delicate and fair features, but with a hint of loneliness and anger. He looked at the backs of the crowd from afar, with a trace of disdain flashing across his face.

This was Liu Min in the mouths of Song Zhubo and Chen Jijiu. Unlike other students in the Imperial College, Liu Min was not a nobleman. He came from a poor family and had only a widowed mother in his house. His mother had an old friend who was a noblewoman in Capital, so she found a way to teach Liu Min to enter the Imperial College. Liu Min's mother had a strong self-esteem throughout her life. 

She asked her former friend for help for the first time for Liu Min's admission. Since Liu Min entered the school, he vowed to make a name for himself and repay his mother's kindness in the future.

Most of the noble children in the Imperial College were idle, but they were just in name only. Liu Min looked down on them from the bottom of his heart. The only one who thought he was good, Mo Cong, was a rich boy and did not associate with poor people like him. So, Liu Min became a weirdo in the Imperial College and always kept to himself.

Liu Min returned to the Imperial College's dormitory. He was the only one in the dormitory. Although the Imperial College had a dormitory, it was still very different from the students' homes. The students did not want to live in the dormitory, so Liu Min got a chance to live in a spacious room.

He put the textbook on the desk, turned his head and was stunned. He saw an envelope placed on the desk at some point. Only the boys of the Imperial College would come in to clean the dormitory. He didn't know who put it there. Liu Min hesitated for a moment, but still walked over to open the letter. As soon as he opened it, a piece of snow-white paper fell out.

It was just ordinary rice paper, which was very rare compared to the fine pear blossom paper that the noble children of the Imperial College paid attention to. Liu Min bent down to pick it up.

 As soon as he opened it, he saw a line of vigorous and sharp handwriting: I heard that the saints ruled the country with etiquette, and the country prospered. After the saints left, the country declined. So, it is the right way to rule the country with etiquette. However, someone else said: Although etiquette is good, it is difficult to bind the people. Only by binding the law, the world will follow the path and there will be peace and prosperity. I am a fool, and I can't figure it out. It was originally for Jun Xiang's ears.

This is to come up to ask for advice. On weekdays, students in the Imperial College often do this. Whenever there are unsolved problems that need to be discussed, they write a letter and attach their own questions. It is a kind of clear stream method for literati, and it is also fun. 

Just because of Liu Min's identity, no one has ever taken the initiative to discuss problems with him. There is no signature in the letter, and it is unknown who wrote it. Liu Min thought about it in his mind, but still had no clue. 

Looking at the handwriting again, it is chic and elegant. It is said that seeing the words is like seeing the person. At first glance, this handwriting is sharp everywhere, but a closer look shows that the pen tip is smooth, which feels a bit unpredictable. He was aroused by a competitive spirit for a while. He found a piece of rice paper from the desk, found ink to grind, and picked up the pen to write.

After finishing writing, he picked up the rice paper from the table and blew it, but he was in trouble again. He didn't know who the owner of the letter was, and he didn't know who he was writing to. After a moment, Liu Min shook his head and laughed at himself for being crazy. He put the rice paper into an envelope, thought about it and put it directly on the desk, just as a joke.

Liu Min was not the only one writing. In Jiang's house, Jiang Ruan put down her pen, Zi Su picked up the rice paper on the table and blew it. Lian Qiao asked, "Are you going to send that boy again?"

Jiang Ruan nodded, "I'll go later, after today."

"Miss, this is really inappropriate," Lu Zhu said hesitantly, "What if someone finds out? After all, he is a strange man, and such a private letter..."

"What are you afraid of? I didn't sign it," Jiang Ruan didn't care, "And people won't associate me with him, after all, we have never met."

Lian Qiao asked, "It's strange. Since you have never met him, why did you write these things to him?"

Jiang Ruan smiled slightly and didn't answer. It seems that Liu Min should be reading her first letter now. Jiang Ruan remembered the top three in the previous life clearly, which were Wang Ziling, Mo Cong and Jiang Chao. 

Liu Min only got the 18th place, but three years later, the news of the chief examiner's bribery broke out. The emperor was furious and punished the chief examiner. He picked up the articles of that year and only liked Liu Min. So far, Liu Min was promoted from the third rank, and finally became the imperial tutor of the dynasty.

In the memory of the previous life, although Wang Ziling won the first place, he was only appointed by the emperor as a sixth-rank cabinet reader, and then he did not know why he had no achievements in his official career. However, Jiang Ruan heard from the eighth prince that although this person was outstanding in talent and learning, he was too short-sighted and liked to curry favour with others. 

Now the Wang family is called aristocrat in Capital, but it is just a name, just an empty shell.

Jiang Chao needless to say, Mo Cong is a talent. Mo Cong is the youngest son of Lord Mo, the Minister of Imperial Clan Affairs. He has an outgoing and lively personality. He is a headache, but his views on political affairs are quite innovative. It is undoubtedly fresh for the emperor who is used to hearing the answers of the ministers who stick to the old rules.

After the palace examination, he was selected as the second place and was given a fourth-rank official position of the Imperial Household Department, only two levels lower than his father. Mo Cong is a good friend and has good connections in the court. Such a person is not clear about which faction he supports. 

He seems to be neutral. The Eighth Prince had a lot of headaches for this person. Of course, these two people are not as good as Liu Min, who came later. The emperor sitting in the palace is not as stupid as everyone thinks because of his age. Instead, his behaviour is unpredictable and suspicious. 

If Mo Cong and Wang Ziling still have family to rely on, Liu Min was born in poverty and is upright. Such a person can be trusted. Liu Min is also a talented person. This new noble in the court soon became the most trusted minister around the emperor. If she could get in touch with Liu Min in this life, it would be equivalent to having someone to talk to in the palace.

The most important thing is that Liu Min had always insisted on the crown prince's faction. He valued traditional etiquette and turned a blind eye to the goodwill of the eighth prince. But Liu Min's opportunity is three years later. 

A lot of things can happen in three years. What Jiang Ruan has to do is to help this poor future tutor and advance the opportunity.

Seeing Jiang Ruan still lost in thought, Lu Zhu pursed her lips and suddenly remembered something: "Speaking of which, there is good news. Nanny Zhou has woken up today and looks much better."

(End of this chapter)

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