When tea was splashed on her face, Su Ran didn't wipe it away.
He just stood there, watching his fiancée take Tan Hwa Lang's hand, and watching the scholars in the building laughing at him for having spent so much money in the house after ten years of hard work.
At this moment, the memories of the past life came flooding back.
In his previous life, he brought 3,000 students ashore and was called "the god of theory".
He can't even pass the provincial examination in this life.
But God gave him a chance.
Song Shenzong's reform was blocked and an unprecedented test was held - instead of testing poetry and poetry, it only tested whether you could govern the country.
Su Ran returned to the shabby house and drew the first mind map on the wall with charcoal.
He wanted to use his twenty years of experience in public examinations to carve out a bloody path in the Song Dynasty.
Don't fight for breath.
He remembers the shame of Jingkang. Remember those who didn't deserve to die.
He wants to change his life. Change yourself and change this dynasty.
On the day he finished writing the policy paper, he wrote the title: "On Finance and Redundant Officials in the Song Dynasty".
Later, this policy discussion made him a scholar of the Hanlin Academy and a close minister of the emperor.
Later, the woman who broke off the engagement was so regretful that she broke the tea cup.
But Su Ran didn't care about that anymore.
What he cares about is what Shenzong asked him late at night——
"Su Qing, how long can my Song Dynasty last?"
