Chapter 515

Ye Xiaotian said, "Why? Does Uncle not dare to bet with me?"

Old Father Xia said, "Rise to the sixth rank in three years? Fine, this old man will bet with you! "

The two men stood up and took three steps towards each other. They stood facing each other with a strong fighting spirit.

Clap, clap, clap! Old Father Xia said, "A gentleman's word!"

Ye Xiaotian said, "A whip on the horse!"

The two of them looked at each other and chuckled at the same time. Both of them looked like they had ulterior motives in their hearts.

Old Father Xia was very pleased. He did not believe Ye Xiaotian's arrogant words, but he did not dare to hurt Ye Xiaotian's confidence. If Ye Xiaotian felt that his bet was too risky and had little chance of success, he would cancel the bet. Old Father Xia would not be able to do anything to him.

It was not that Old Father Xia did not really have any way to deal with Ye Xiaotian. If he really wanted to deal with Ye Xiaotian, he had at least a hundred ways. But his precious daughter was in the middle, so he could not help but hesitate to take action. If Ye Xiaotian insisted on not letting go, he really could not think of a good way to make his daughter turn back.

Now that Ye Xiaotian took the initiative to propose such harsh conditions, it was exactly what Old Father Xia wanted. Since the bet was made, Old Father Xia sneered, "Rise to the eighth rank in three years, heh! This old man has never heard of such an arrogant statement. Boy, this time you will lose! "

Ye Xiaotian said with a smile, "Rise to the eighth rank in three years, there seems to be many since ancient times, right? Let's not talk about the previous dynasty, it is not like there is no such thing in this dynasty. "

"This dynasty …"

When Old Father Xia heard this, he suddenly thought of Qian Ning and Jiang Bin of the Zhengde Dynasty and could not help but sneer, "Those lucky officials need an absurd Emperor to have a chance to rise. Do you think the current Emperor will be as absurd as the Emperor of Zhengde Dynasty? "

As he said this, he looked up and down at Ye Xiaotian and said earnestly, "Lucky officials do not have a good ending."

Ye Xiaotian said, "Of course, there are also a lot of people who don't have good endings. Everyone had their own fortunes and opportunities, so they couldn't blame anyone else for the results they ended up with. Moreover, I understand the principle of accompanying the Emperor is like accompanying a tiger. I don't want to be a lucky official in front of the Emperor. "

Old Father Xia sneered, "If you work for the Emperor, there is a chance to rise to the eighth rank in three years. There is no chance of success if you don't work for the Emperor! "

Ye Xiaotian said, "That! That's the junior's business. Why does Uncle need to worry? Moreover, Uncle should be hoping that I will fail, right? "

Old Man Xia coldly snorted and said, "Fine, the bet has been made. Go back to your official duties. I will bring Yingying home tomorrow. I want to see what kind of ability you have to rise eight ranks in three years and become a sixth rank official!"

Ye Xiaotian also smiled. Was it difficult to rise to the eighth rank in three years? Of course it was difficult. Although Ye Xiaotian had just entered the officialdom, he knew how difficult it was to be promoted, especially when he was a low-ranking official. There was a huge gap between the low-ranking official and the high-ranking official.

Moreover, in terms of literature, he was not a two-rank Jinshi. In terms of martial arts, he was not a general who had won every battle. It was even more unimaginable for him to be promoted in such a short period of time. However, was it more difficult than asking the eight great elders to overthrow the ancestral rules of the church? Was it more difficult than having the Xia family agree to marry their beloved Yingying to a man who was destined to leave the family in his prime?

Miracles could easily happen by the side of the Son of Heaven, but they could also easily happen in places far away from the Emperor. In Guizhou, he had the right time, the right place, and the right people. With such a great fortune, could it be that he could not accomplish in three years what some people needed thirty years to do?

"Little Brother Tian, you're here?"

A surprised cheer suddenly came from behind the screen. Ye Xiaotian and Old Man Xia looked over at the sound and saw Xia Yingying running out barefooted with her beautiful, black hair draped over her shoulders. She wore a snow-white undergarment and ran out from behind the screen, barefooted.

When Xia Yingying saw Ye Xiaotian, her eyes lit up. She cheered and threw herself into Ye Xiaotian's arms like a happy little swallow.

Father Xia tried his best to put up a dignified front, but it was instantly destroyed. As a father, he really wanted to die when his daughter behaved like this. Fortunately, Ye Xiaotian took the initiative to make a bet with him. Otherwise, how could he stop these two people from continuing to see each other? What an evil creature …

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At the end of the Zhenhuai Bridge, there was a twenty-year-old snack bar. It was named after the family name and was called Zheng Family's Snack Bar. Because the price was fair and the food was delicious, it was very popular with the nearby residents. Many people didn't like to eat in the morning, so they simply came to this snack bar for breakfast.

Qiao Naihe was a regular customer of this restaurant. Almost every morning, he would appear at the Zheng Family's Snack Bar and order a bowl of duck blood and vermicelli soup, a plate of Jinling salted duck, a plate of shredded fish, a bowl of Dongba dried tofu, and a tray of small steamed buns.

The old man's food didn't change for ten years, and his clothes didn't seem to change either. He always wore a pair of black satin soft-soled boots, a white starched shirt that had turned yellow, and a square bonnet. He walked in a squarish manner, looking very refined.

After twenty years, the people who got up early in the morning were no longer the Zheng couple, but the Zheng couple. The young couple were very diligent and took care of the restaurant even more than when their parents were in charge. Seeing that Qiao Naihe had arrived, Little Zheng immediately greeted him enthusiastically, "Good morning, Master Qiao. Please sit, sit."

As he greeted Qiao Naihe, he quickly wiped the table and the bench. Qiao Naihe nodded at him with a smile and sat down at the table. Although Qiao Naihe's clothes looked a little shabby, he was really worthy of being called "Master" because he was an official, an imperial censor. An imperial censor was only a seventh-rank official, but as an impartial imperial censor, he supervised hundreds of officials and had a lot of power.

Qiao Naihe was a regular customer, so Little Zheng knew his taste very well. Little Zheng called out to the back of the shop, and the charming Zheng Niangzi, who was wearing a blue floral dress, brought out the duck blood and vermicelli soup, salted duck, shredded fish, and dried tofu, along with a tray of steaming small steamed buns.

At that moment, a man limped into the store with a crutch. When Little Zheng saw this, he quickly went up to the person and asked with concern, "Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you? You were fine yesterday, and you were walking in a hurry. Why are you on a cane so early in the morning?"

Qiao Naihe looked back and saw a man in his thirties wearing a blue two-piece shirt, holding a pair of crutches, and his legs were in splints and bandages. There were some scrapes on his cheeks, and he looked very embarrassed. Qiao Naihe didn't care and turned back to continue eating. The old man was particular about not talking when eating, so he didn't have the leisure to meddle in other people's business.

Brother Zhang sighed in annoyance and said, "Sigh, don't mention it. It's really unlucky!"

He sat down at a table and shouted to the back of the shed, "Sister-in-law, two trays of steamed buns and a bowl of soup!" After shouting, he said to Little Zheng, "Yesterday, I played horse-digger with a few friends and won a small sum of money. I was planning to go to the street to look at the lanterns, but who knew that as soon as I left the alley, a man on a horse would rush over. Fortunately, I dodged quickly and didn't get killed, but my calf was trampled and broken."

When Little Zheng heard this, he said, "Aiyo, then you have to recuperate well. Don't leave a disability. Horses are usually not allowed in this city, not to mention that it was the night of the lantern festival yesterday, and there were people everywhere. That man actually dashed away on a horse, that's too outrageous. I have to make him pay a large sum of medical expenses. "

When Brother Zhang heard this, he became even more depressed and sighed, "Forget it, you still want to pay medical expenses? I wouldn't dare to do that even if I had two guts. "

Little Zheng said nervously, "Who is this powerful person that you are so afraid of?"

Brother Zhang said with a mysterious face, "Hey! You won't believe me even if I say it, but it's the imperial uncle! "

Little Zheng was stunned. Imperial uncle? For a moment, he really couldn't figure out what this extremely unfamiliar title of imperial uncle meant.

Brother Zhang said with a somewhat boastful tone, "I heard it clearly. Following closely behind that man were several people who also galloped away on their horses, shouting 'Imperial Uncle, wait a moment!' Hey! That's the imperial uncle, the Emperor's biological uncle! I, Zhang Yuqing, was actually trampled by the imperial uncle. Would I dare to ask him for compensation? Even if they beat me to death, I wouldn't dare to make a sound. "

As Brother Zhang said this, he was beaming with joy and had a proud look on his face. It was as if he was just a commoner, and because of this, he was considered to be on the side of the imperial family.

Imperial Censor Qiao was originally eating his breakfast peacefully and didn't pay much attention to what they were talking about. When he suddenly heard the word 'imperial uncle', he couldn't help but turn his head, his eyes also shining brightly, "Young man, you said that the imperial uncle galloped away on the street, trampled on your leg, and then swaggered off without paying compensation?"

Brother Zhang said, "That's right! Just as I left the alley, a black shadow wrapped in a strong gust of wind arrived. Luckily, my hands and eyes were fast and I hastily dodged, so I wasn't hit by the horse. However, I was scraped by the horse's body and fell. Immediately after, the horse's hoof stepped on my leg. Hey! I even scolded him at that time. As soon as I finished scolding him, several horses chased after me and shouted 'imperial uncle'. It scared me to death. "

As Brother Zhang said this, he had a proud look on his face. In this world, the number of people who had scolded the imperial family to their faces could be counted on one hand. This was a great honor. When he had a grandson, he could take it out and show it off. However, he didn't even have a wife right now, and his grandson was Yaoyao. If he didn't say this to others, he would really suffocate to death.

Qiao Naihe smiled and said to Little Zheng, "Little Zheng, this old man likes to listen to stories the most. Come, bring this old man's dishes to that table and a pot of wine. This old man wants to have a good chat with this young man. "

Qiao Naihe was an imperial censor. What was an imperial censor? To put it bluntly, they specialized in looking for trouble. Everyone was afraid of getting into trouble, except for imperial censors. Imperial censors were all poor and unreasonable, and they would bite whoever they caught. The more they couldn't afford to offend someone, the more they liked to bite. If they could win, they would "establish a career". If they couldn't win, they would "establish a name". The most painful thing for them was that they didn't have anyone to bite. Now, Imperial Uncle Li was targeted by Imperial Censor Qiao, who was so free that he had five backs and six beasts …