Sun Lan's official career did not mean that he could climb higher just by doing well. He also needed to improve his knowledge and learn how to manage his connections.
In the past, the connections in the bureaucracy were mostly made up of the aristocrats' bloodline, but it was different now.
Old Master Sun Wen had lived for more than 50 years. His eyes were very sharp. When others were still ignorant, he could see the connection between the Golden Scale Academy and the bureaucracy in the future. If most of the talents cultivated by the Golden Scale Academy entered the bureaucracy in the future, the influence of the aristocrats' bloodline would be weakened. At the same time, the relationships of schoolmates, peers, and peers would become the mainstream in the bureaucracy. Sun Wen did not want his grandson to become a busybody, but the bureaucracy was not something a lone ranger could do. Many times, one needed the support and help of connections.
If Sun Lan wanted to become an official to realize his dreams and plead for the people, then the first thing he needed to do was to protect himself. Only then would he have the chance to achieve his dreams. Sun Wen was experienced. He could see through some things. Naturally, he hoped that his grandson would take fewer detours under his guidance.
Sun Lan was not as complicated as his grandfather thought. He nodded and agreed.
But …
"I can't bear to leave you, Grandfather."
"You're already so old, yet you're still acting like a spoiled child." Sun Wen was very happy, but he still had to be arrogant. He thought of something and said with a smile, "When you go back, remember to be smarter. Do you know the words that the lord always says? "
"What words?"
"The pavilion closest to the water enjoys the moonlight first. That's interesting." Sun Wen said, "Wen Zheng's father-in-law is too difficult to deal with. Then you should be smarter and start with his daughter. If you can win the heart of a beauty, Wen Zheng can't continue to pretend to be deaf and mute. Oh right, there's one thing you have to remember. Don't be reckless and don't overstep your boundaries. If there's someone unfaithful in the Sun family, Grandfather won't forgive you. "
Sun Wen encouraged his grandson to chase after the girl he liked, but he didn't encourage his grandson to be a scumbag. If Sun Lan really did something she shouldn't have done before marriage, according to Qiguan Rang's protective personality, he would definitely fall out with Sun Wen. Sun Wen was old. He did not know how many years he could live. If he went, could Sun Lan defeat Qiguan Rang?
Hehe …
He would be torn apart by that old fox in a matter of minutes.
Sun Lan was also a youth who had been in the army for two years. He was no longer the innocent and naïve boy he used to be. He could even understand some dirty words, let alone his grandfather. Once she was nervous, her original nature was exposed again, and her slightly dark complexion revealed a blush.
"Grandpa, what are you talking about … I'm not that kind of person …"
Sun Wen snorted. "That's for the best. Otherwise, I'm afraid that I'll have to send my son off."
Sun Lan: "???"
Sun Wen asked, "Do you know how far Qiguan Rang's daughter can draw a bow?"
Sun Lan had a bad feeling about this.
Qiguan Jinghui was strong from a young age, but this was normal. Girls were stronger than boys in their childhood.
"How many jun?"
Jun was the same unit of weight as a stone. Thirty jin was a jun, and four jun was a stone.
The so-called strength of a thousand catties referred to the strength of thirty thousand Jin. It was a metaphor for the strength of an object.
Sun Wen's expression was indescribable. He looked at his grandson with pity in his eyes.
"It's five catties, but I'm still young. In a few years, it won't be this number anymore."
What did this mean?
This meant that if his grandson really married Qiguan Jinghui, and there was a conflict and domestic violence, Qiguan Jinghui could throw Sun Lan out with one hand.
If Sun Lan really liked Qiguan Jinghui and wanted to pursue her, then he had to pursue her seriously and treat her well.
Not to mention that Qiguan Jinghui had a super difficult father, she alone was enough to give Sun Lan a hard time.
Sun Lan: "!!!"
Five catties?
One hundred and fifty catties?
Sun Lan's weight was less than one hundred and fifty catties.
This shock lingered until the next day, and it even affected his work. There were a bunch of wrong words.
Fortunately, the important matters of the military camp were written on bamboo paper. If they were changed to bamboo slips, a single wrong word would waste a lot of time.
Feng Yi saw that he was not in the right state of mind, and that things were a mess. She asked out of concern.
"Why are you frowning? If you're not feeling well, why don't you get off work early and go back to rest? "
Sun Lan wanted to say something but stopped. He could not help but think about what his grandpa had said.
"Will it increase in a few years? How do you know? Jinghui doesn't look like she was born with divine strength … "
"Most of the female students in the Golden Scale Academy are like this. Qiguan Jinghui is not the strongest among her peers … She's barely average …"
Barely … considered … average?
Didn't this mean that there was someone stronger than Qiguan Jinghui who could draw a heavier bow?
Sun Lan had only heard of Lord Jiang? When she was twelve, she used to draw a bow that was more than one catty, which was about five catties.
But, but wasn't that born with divine strength?
Why were the female students in the Golden Scale Academy so exaggerated?
"Rong Li … You've always been in contact with Changsheng, right?"
Before Feng Yi joined the army, the unreliable Feng Zhen had written a reliable character for his son to use in the coronation ceremony.
Those who were familiar with him would call him by his character, which made them more intimate.
"Yes, what about it?"
Sun Lan asked, "Then do you know … Changsheng's strength … seems to be …"
Feng Yi's expression was calm. "I know. Is there anything wrong? "
Sun Lan said dejectedly, "It takes me a lot of effort to draw a bow that is one catty full. I don't know if Jinghui will like it …"
Feng Yi said, "Everyone has their strengths and weaknesses. Why bother about this? If you're not as strong as others, just learn to be smarter than others. "
Sun Lan: "…"
Brother, you're really open-minded.
The problem was, would a girl like a weak chicken that was more useless than herself?
Sun Lan had been in the army for a long time. Although he was not infected with the idea of a straight man, he also thought that girls liked men who were burlier.
In order to be burlier, he worked hard to gain weight and grow taller. He worked hard to make himself look darker and more masculine …
In the end … Emmmm …
In the future, when they carried each other, it would most likely be Jinghui hugging him and not him hugging Jinghui.
sad。
"Tsk … Instead of worrying about this, why don't you think about whether there was anyone else watching Jinghui during the two years you were not around …"
Sun Lan's heart was instantly pierced by thousands of arrows.
Qiguan Jinghui was about two years older than Changsheng. Calculating the time, she would be 15 years old around the beginning of next spring.
She was already a big girl. Wouldn't her peers keep an eye on this fresh flower?
"Lan and Jinghui are childhood sweethearts … How can their friendship be compared to others?"
Sun Lan clenched his fists, but his words were not convincing.
Feng Yi said, "That's true. I wish you good luck."
There was no sincerity in these words. Instead, there was a hint of a smile. She was ready to watch a good show.
Sun Lan took a deep breath. He wished he could immediately pack his bags and go back to Wanzhou to continue studying at the Golden Scale Academy.
In order not to fall behind too much in their studies, the Golden Scale Academy would send him and Feng Yi a copy of the new teaching materials for the past two years so that they could continue studying in their free time. If he went back to school now, it would be difficult to maintain his top three ranking, but he wouldn't fall below fifty … right?
Sun Lan was anxious.
If he became a slacker, he would be even more unlikable.
"Right …" Before leaving with a pile of documents, Feng Yi looked at her good friend with a faint smile and mercilessly stabbed him. "A while ago, Changsheng sent me a letter. She mentioned Jinghui. She said that Jinghui felt that the pale-faced young man was more likable."
Sun Lan was bloody from the stab. That night, he went back to rummage through the boxes and cabinets.
Sun Wen came back from a walk after dinner and almost had no place to rest.
"What are you looking for?"
Half of Sun Lan's body was about to fit into the big box. Without turning her head, she said, "Grandpa, where's the whitening pearl powder you prepared?"
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