The handsome young man in the light shadow frowned, with a little shame in his eyes. It was obvious that he also felt that this approach was not gentlemanly enough, and said, "It's just a rest night. It's okay to do it or not." He sighed but did not object or do anything.
The maid beside him leaned on his shoulder and smiled and said, "No, it can be gathered bit by bit to make the sea. These scholars are already tired from the journey. At this time, they can't relieve their fatigue after resting for a night. Then they are even more tired from walking. This way, they will definitely be exhausted. They may fall ill when they arrive at Huangshadao. How can they still have the energy to participate in the competition? Young Master, you will lose your opponent... Qi Niang said this: Don't do it because you are small and don't do it."
It turns out that this sentence can be said like this. It is a rare despicable little girl. Xue Qing sighed outside.
The boy standing in front of the window looked a little confused and said, "Is this what this sentence says? Why do I hear something wrong?"
The maid didn't know this, and shook his arm and said, "How can you, maids, know if this is right? Anyway, what Qi Niang said is always right."
Another maid also smiled and walked up to him softly, "Yes, young master, don't think about it anymore, let's play chess. This time, the young master will be the leader in the chess skills of gentlemen."
Hearing the face of the boy with the four-character vocabulary, he said, "I dare not say that the boss is the boss. I will definitely not lose to scholars like Dazhou." He turned to the inner room surrounded by maids.
Those scholars from Dazhou... Xue Qing nodded. Then this young man must not be a native of Dazhou. I don’t know which country the powerful children were, and I was speechless at the same time. The hearts and eyes of these powerful children were really.... The sound of orioles came from the inside. Xue Qing quietly left here, and it was unnecessary to eavesdrop on or inquire about the identity of the young man. It was enough to know that their actions were indeed malicious. And the most important thing was not this young man, but the Qi Niang who came up with the idea behind the scenes... who did not act as a small evil but did not do anything.
Xue Qing looked around and said that they should be living in this wing room. I don’t know where that Qi Niang was? But she didn’t plan to inquire about where, or what the powerful boy is, it doesn’t matter. Xue Qing turned around and disappeared into the night.
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The night was as bright as ink, and the summer insects in the wild seemed to be asleep, and the surroundings were silent. Liu Chunyang stared at him, not knowing how many times he had silently recited... It took such a long time to be convenient? He was about to be exhausted. Why did he live in the same tent with Xue Qing? Whether it was food, accommodation or working on duty, the accompanying civil servants all separated him and Xue Qing as much as possible... Of course, this was not fate, but the money from Mr. Liu bought the civil servants.
Liu Chunyang accepted his fate.
The footsteps suddenly sounded, and at the same time, the tent was pulled open. Liu Chunyang subconsciously pinched his collar, and Guo Zian and Xue Qing both came in.
"Are you going to rest?" Guo Zian said in a muffled voice, not asking Xue Qing what he was doing.
Xue Qing shook his head and said, "No." While sitting down, "It turns out that the people inside are plotting against us."
It turned out that he was going to inquire? Liu Chunyang couldn't help but sit up and said, "You found out? Who is it?"
Xue Qing told him what he heard, and Guo Zian knew what was going on here, and the young man couldn't help but curse shamelessly... He was also a playboy who wanted to kick the dogs at will when he saw them on the road, but now he was bullied.
Liu Chunyang said: "Tell Mr. Qingxia?"
Xue Qing squatted before the salute and groped for something. Hearing this, "Of course not, we don't do such things, and it will lose our identity if we make trouble." He stood up and said, "I'll give them some laxatives..."
Liu Chunyang and Guo Zi'an stared at each other, laxatives... Doing so will make you lose your identity?
Xue Qing had turned around and disappeared into the night again, and he could not even hear footsteps. Only two young men were left in the tent glaring in the darkness.
Liu Chunyang couldn't help speaking, and looked at Xue Qing's luggage beside him and said, "There are laxatives in his luggage?" Didn't you go to take the exam?
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The night was long, and when the night faded and the green light came up, the outside of the station became fresh. Everyone in the tent stood up, and the postmen once again expressed their sincerity. Buckets of clean water for washing were sent. Everyone put on their clothes and squatted on the grass covered with dew in the morning light to wash and tidy up their appearance. Although the rest in the wild made everyone feel a little tired, it was still much better than yesterday.
Buckets of hot soup rice were then delivered. Lin Xiucai, who was carrying a food box in the post station, saw Xue Qing carrying a food box and said, "Young Master Qingzi is so early?"
Xue Qing put down the food box and nodded, "I'm on duty. I went to see the carriage and horses, and I can help me carry the food box."
Lin Xiucai nodded with satisfaction, and the others nodded when they heard this. Even Chen Xun, who was dissatisfied with Xue Qing's words, said that a gentleman was trying to be a juggling... Xue Qing, a young man, was still very down-to-earth and steady all the way.
Mr. Qingxia also looked over and looked a little relaxed. She knew her identity. Xue Qing's behavior is much more steady and will not cause trouble again...
Lin Xiucai took a bowl of tea and turned around and saw a young man standing not far away. He described him as handsome, but he would never be pleasing to the eye. Instead, he felt disgusted... The embroidered pillow that was spent money in was really a shame for scholars. He immediately glared and shouted: "Liu Ye, aren't you on duty with Xue Qing? Why are you still standing here, looking at you at your freedom, and when you go out, you are posing as a young master."
What does it have to do with me? Liu Chunyang almost shed tears. He was worried that he would be at ease all night. Xue Qing had not returned for a night, and what else could he do if he didn't stand here? It was wronged.
This scolding was just a small episode. The postmen did not need the help of the teenagers, and they quickly arranged the food. Xue Qing also sat down with everyone and had a meal with a chat and laugh. Liu Chunyang and Guo Zi'an only lowered their heads and kept their honest. However, Pang An looked at the postmen from time to time, with anger on his face.
"What's wrong with Young Master Pang?" the person next to him asked curiously.
Pang An saw Xue Qing's eyes, thought of the young man's advice, and then withdrew his gaze: "It's nothing..." and said, "I didn't sleep well last night. I hope I won't encounter such a thing at the next station."
The man laughed and said, "Yes, yes." He nodded again, "I'm unlucky this time, and I won't be unlucky every time."
Pang An nodded, turned his head and looked at the station, spat heavily on the ground to vent his anger and dissatisfaction... This is the only way.
After a meal, everyone wanted to rush on their way as early as possible. The carriages and horses were ready. The candidates packed their luggage and got on the bus. The Yicheng had already delivered it in person. They apologized to Mr. Qingxia and others again, and their words were sincere, and the candidates also felt his sincerity.
"It's not the fault of Lord Yicheng, who stayed in the post station." Everyone said one after another.
Mr. Qingxia also nodded to the postmaster and took everyone to the car. The postmaster saw him off on the side of the road, with a relaxed expression and a vague pride. The gentleman's words made sense to deceive him. He killed two birds with one stone. Neither of them offended him, and they were grateful to him. Just as he was proud to notice that there was a sight, he subconsciously looked at him and saw that it was a young man who was about to get on the car... not one or three, and their expressions were also different.
The thirteen or fourteen-year-old described the handsome boy with a strange expression, as if he was exploring something. The simple young man with a sixteen or seventeen-year-old looked a little angry, while the thirteen or fifteen-year-old calf stared at him... What to do? It's weird, of course, the Yicheng didn't think that these candidates would be grateful to him. Young people are inevitably emotional and ignorant. Another boy appeared in his sight. He was thin in his blue shirt and leaned on a bamboo stick in his hand. He looked weak. The boy patted the thirsty calf and said something to the other two. The thirsty crawled into the car, and the other two also put their expressions down and bowed their heads into the car...
The young man looked at him again, nodded gently and politely and bowed slightly, a humble gentleman.
Yicheng smiled again and nodded at the boy. This child is sensible and not at home when he goes out.
The morning was bright, and the convoys were gone on the road, and the quiet inside and outside the station was restored. The nobles inside were not in a hurry to rush, let alone they would not meet these people outside. They must be sleeping high at this time.
The official secretary finished his thoughts and said, "Are the fresh rice, grain and vegetables ready?"
A postman stepped forward and said, "It's ready to send it to you."
The nobles there don’t eat the food they cook. They accompany the chef and just need to provide rice, grain, and vegetables... Of course, they are the best rice, grain, vegetables, and meat, which is not comparable to those scholars before.
The official secretary had no worries anymore, and hummed a small song with his hands behind his back and walked inward.
It was almost noon, and the post station became lively again. The carriages and horses were sparkling, and countless servants were running around. The postmaster and the postmaster bowed to a young man.
"Young Master Suo has a good journey, high school," said the official secretary with a smile.
Prince Suo Sheng of Xiliang was polite and polite, just like the students of the Great Zhou Dynasty, saying, "Thank you, sir, I'll bother you, so I'll leave you." He reached out.
A beautiful maid next to her immediately held a scroll.
Suo Shengxuan said: "This is a painting I made, I hope you don't dislike it."
Yi Cheng looked surprised and happy and hurriedly took it with both hands and said, "I really don't dare to take it. Thank you Master Suo." After reaching out to take it, Suo Shengxuan's face changed, his body bent, and his hand pressed his abdomen.
"Stomach hurts." He shouted.
Before the sound fell, there was a snarling sound, and the stench was overflowing, and everyone present was shocked.
This is pulled into your pants!
The incident happened so quickly that even Suo Shengxuan himself didn't react. After he woke up, his face turned pale. The maid over there also shouted and threw down the painting in his hand, and the man supported Suo Shengxuan.
The screams caused countless people to come here, while Suo Shengxuan was still whining... He raised his hand to cover his face and shouted, "Hold me in."
The maids moved aside, and two tall guards rushed over and raised Suo Shengxuan from both sides. At this time, they could not walk.
A crowd rushed past the Yicheng in an instant and disappeared in the front yard in a blink of an eye.
The postmaster was still standing still, before he could react, his breath was full of stench.
"Sir, let's... the young master has diarrhea." The postman said, pinching his nose, looking stunned.
Why did he suddenly... and pulled it into his pants in public? It was so embarrassing. Yi Cheng's eyes fell on the ground. Although there were clothes covering it, the ground was spotted... And that painting was also stained with stains when thrown on the ground. Is it still not to pick it up? After all, Prince Suo said it was for him... Yi Cheng suddenly felt disgusted and couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his mouth. He heard Prince Suo's voice coming from his ears.
"Ah, Qi Niang, where is Qi Niang..."
As he shouted, a group of people rushed toward a carriage and horse outside the door, but the people did not approach, and a maid jumped off from the top, looking ashamed and panicked.
"Don't approach." She shouted, urging her again, "pull the car in and pull it in."
Everyone did not dare to neglect, and they didn't even care about urging the horse. The crowd pulled the car and carried it to the backyard. After walking past the Yicheng, he smelled a stinking smell again... Needless to say, the Qi Niang in the car also pulled her pants, he stared at the vehicle blankly. Seeing the maid accompanying her suddenly reached out to hold her back buttocks, and then started crying. The plump buttocks wrapped in thin dresses in summer appeared yellow stains as she walked...
More cries and thunder sounds sounded in the front and back yards. Under the scorching summer sun, the entire inn was filled with stench, as if it was a toilet. The official inn stood there and looked dull. What happened?
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"What can this be done? Yicheng! We have eaten unclean food and have diarrhea!"
Suo Shengxuan shouted angrily.
Just now, almost six or seven out of ten people in Xiliang had diarrhea, which was extremely rapid. Fortunately, they were pulled quickly. After dirtying a pair of pants and dirtying their bodies, they stopped quickly. The accompanying doctor covered his stomach and had not had time to bring the medicine.
Suo Shengxuan had already taken a shower and changed into clean clothes, but he still felt that his mouth and nose were stinky, and his body and the maids... This made him so embarrassed that he was so embarrassed that he had just pulled his pants in public.
A layer of sweat emerged from the forehead of the postmaster and said, "Your Highness, the food in the postmaster is not unclean, we are all fine."
Yes, just now, only people like Xiliang had diarrhea, and the postmasters and soldiers at the post station were intact.
Suo Shengxuan sneered: "Do you serve our food alone?"
This is really a bad luck. The postmaster felt that there was no reason to say anything, and he had no confidence to distinguish it. The prince of Xiliang could not be provoked. The neighboring country of Xiliang was the strongest, and this gentleman tried it all. It was the court held by the prince of Xiliang to make peace with the prince of Xiliang. But the prince of Xiliang had something to do with him... He had no place to cry even if he complained about his intentions.
Why are you so unlucky? The Yicheng was so distressed, his face turned pale, and he felt that he was doomed this time. Suddenly, a maid came out of the room and said, "Your Highness, Qi Niang said, don't blame Yicheng anymore, it was not his who did it."
The postmaster was overjoyed. The Qi Niang spoke so much that Prince Suo was very useful. He knew it in his heart, but he saw that Suo Shengxuan's expression was a little slow.
"Isn't it him?" he said, this was just a repetition, without questioning and asking.
The postmaster hurriedly said, "Your Highness, how could I do such a stupid thing? Maybe your highness and others first entered the Central Plains and were not adapted to the local conditions..."
Is this true? Suo Shengxuan hesitated. Although he used his own chef and the method was made in Xiliang, he could not carry food when it was hot. It was probably not suitable for a long time...
The maid said coldly, "No, Qi Niang said, we were killed by someone."
Ha? Yicheng's heart was raised to his throat again, and Suo Shengxuan's gaze also looked at him again. Although he had always been laughing and kind, the prince of Xiliang pulled down his face, and the majesty of the royal nobles was very intimidating.
The maid said, "It's not the people at the post station, it's the group of candidates who live outside to take the gentleman exam."
What? Those candidates? Yicheng and Suo Shengxuan looked a little surprised.
"How could it be..." Yicheng couldn't help but say, "They didn't come in, and they had never touched the kitchen."
Suo Shengxuan was also confused and hesitated, and said, "No, how could they do such a thing?"
The maid snorted, with a bit of arrogance that did not belong to her, and said with a raised eyebrows: "So I've said it a long time ago, the opponents are all despicable and shameless."
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Chapter completed!