Chapter 114 Rong Haibin

Yihuan received a note from her eldest sister-in-law. After reading it for a while, she asked Nanny Chen to deliver the rheumatism plaster she had obtained a few days ago to Ulanara's residence. She also politely declined Lady Xinghui's invitation. The reason was ready-made: the eldest princess's face could not be exposed to the wind.

At this time, she had more important things to do, which was to put the big event that had been prepared for about a year on the agenda.

Most of the students who are about to take part in the palace examination are very low-key. They are still actively reviewing their lessons, hoping that they can shine in front of the emperor. They have studied for more than ten years or even decades just for the time it takes to meet the emperor.

One of the students, named Rong Haibin, had a very different style of doing things. Although he did not rank the best in the exams, he was the one who attended various welcoming banquets and celebration banquets most frequently.

As long as it was the busiest place in the capital, the figure of this scholar named Rong would definitely be there. At the same time, what made him the center of attention was his voracious appetite, whether it was precious delicacies, beautiful jade, or beautiful women, he would take them all.

He doesn't look like someone who is taking part in the palace examination. Instead, he looks like a dandy young man who only cares about eating, drinking and having fun.

This scholar named Rong had some talent in poetry. He could always come up with beautiful lines after getting drunk, which attracted countless people to follow him.

Just because of his surname, some people couldn't help but recall an old case in the capital city. The person involved in the case was named Rong.

This is not a common surname like Zhao, Qian, Sun, or Li. Some curious people asked what the relationship was with the scholar named Rong who was involved in a sex scandal.

Rong Haibin thought for a moment: "We were all one family five hundred years ago, why should we separate you and me? Come, drink!"

There is another more important reason why Rong Haibin is so popular. He will prepare a small gift for everyone attending the banquet, at least a piece of high-quality white jade, and more expensive ones may even have antiques from previous dynasties.

This is also why everyone thinks that he has nothing to do with the woman named Rong who died before. After all, one gives herself to a man for money, while the other spends money without a care, neither of them is Rong in any way.

On this day, someone received a small gift which was an exquisite butterfly hairpin. He thought it was really small and cute, so he gave it to his wife, who then wore it when she went out for social events.

Someone recognized the previous owner of the hairpin: "Huh? Isn't this the style that the Eighth Lady liked in her boudoir? How did it end up in your hands?"

The person who was speaking was a girl from the Guoluo family, so she was highly credible.

The lady was surprised and blurted out: "This is a gift from our master. It has nothing to do with the Eighth Lady."

After she said this, the expressions of the people around her became even weirder, and some people looked at her with a bit of sympathy.

The wife of the chief priest reacted, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Her first reaction was to refute: "What are you all imagining? This is the gift our master received from the student Congrong a few days ago."

"Oh?!" The expressions of the ladies became more and more distorted. It was obvious that their thoughts had gone completely astray.

Just like that, with the help of the colored news effect, the student named Rong became known to everyone in the capital!

It was another spring banquet, to celebrate that today's peach blossoms were blooming better than yesterday's, a group of second-generation students followed Rong students to drink happily.

After three rounds of drinking, Rong Haibin seemed drunk. He hugged someone's shoulders and asked mysteriously, "Do you want to know where my money comes from?"

The second generation gathered around, eager to listen. Rong Haibin burped and said, "Of course someone gave it to me."

"In our place, as long as you swear to be loyal to that person in the future high school." Rong Haibin made the number eight with his hands, then released them, "There will be an endless supply of silver, as much as you want."

"What if you don't win?"

"You've sworn allegiance till death, how could you fail? You must be stupid, otherwise I can be an official, but you can't."

In just a few words, a huge amount of information was contained. The second generations looked at each other and continued drinking. They just wanted to have fun and didn't care about the fight between the princes.

However, there were many poor students who heard this. When they were about to take a shot, they were informed that some of them had already been given a penalty kick, a penalty kick that was sure to be scored from a center position.

Almost no one could stand this, so they jointly reported the matter to the chief examiner, demanding that the truth be restored and an explanation be given to all the students. The chief examiner was the Minister of Rites, his deputy was Prince Cheng, and Thirteenth Prince Yinxiang assisted him.

When the Minister of Personnel saw that the matter involved the Eighth Prince, he did not dare to act on his own and reported it to Prince Cheng.

Prince Cheng is a typical person who wants to fight but has no brains. After finding the Eighth Prince's weakness, he wanted to report to the Emperor.

Yinxiang stopped him and said, "Brother, I have to say that the chief examiner this year is the Minister of Rites, but in fact it is you, brother."

"This is the trust that the Emperor has placed in you. If you do well, all the students in this class will be your disciples. This is a huge resource."

"Now, relying on the words of a few students, I'm afraid it won't go well with the emperor. It's better for the third brother to find out the truth first. Not only can he explain to the students, but he can also save face in front of the emperor."

Prince Cheng thought about it and felt that it made sense: "No wonder someone with the temperament of the Fourth Brother would like you. The Thirteenth Brother is a wonderful person."

"I still need your help, Thirteenth Brother. I'll eat the meat and you can drink the soup."

"Thank you, brother, for your support."

In order to get close to Rong Haibin, Prince Cheng took Yinxiang to attend a banquet. The theme of this banquet was that the sound of yesterday's rain was particularly beautiful.

Prince Cheng was very literary, and he looked down upon the messy and irregular sentences made up by a bunch of people who had no real talent.

He sat down next to Rong Haibin with a clear purpose, looked him up and down, thinking.

He looks so much like Master Rong in Wenyunxuan back then.

"Your last name is Rong? Are you a student who is going to take the palace examination?"

"Student Rong Haibin sends his greetings to His Royal Highness Prince Cheng."

"Please get up."

"Do you remember what you said when you were drunk a few days ago?"

"Of course I remember. Rong has a very good memory. No matter whether it's a favor or a grudge, I remember it clearly."

"Do you know your crime of slandering the eighth prince?" Prince Cheng became serious, yet still had a certain dignity.

"I told a few truths, but no one believed me. Everyone in Jinjing County can testify for me that the Eighth Lady gave Rong the gold hairpin she always carried with her. This is physical evidence."

"Where's the hairpin?"

"I'll look for it. Oh, it was given away." Rong Haibin didn't care much. "I think it's not respectful for her to give her personal belongings to a stranger."

Wow, Prince Cheng exclaimed in his heart, what a guy, he dares to say anything, isn't he afraid that the Eighth Brother and his wife will join forces to deal with him.

"Your prince won't go back on his word, will he?" Rong Haibin said suspiciously, "Eighth Concubine had agreed before that if I spread the good name of the Eighth Prince to her, she would give me money and a direct pass to the palace examination this time."

Prince Cheng's eyes widened. The banquet was quiet at first, and then became as noisy as a vegetable market.

Yinxiang leaned close to Prince Hecheng and whispered, "Third brother, we two brothers can't keep this a secret. If Rong Xuezi dies inexplicably, the emperor will think that we are in cahoots with Eighth Brother, right?"

Prince Cheng's eyelids twitched when he heard this: "Immediately, follow me to the palace to see the emperor!"