An ox cart passed along the street, grinding against the frost on the ground. It was cold, and there were only a few pedestrians on this side street. Only some vendors were still selling at their stalls.
But when we arrived near the inn where Tong Sheng lived, it was bustling with pedestrians, scholars, and merchants. Among the bustling and noisy crowds, the ox cart had to gradually stop.
The driver, who was dressed in coarse cloth, lowered his head and asked: "It's difficult to drive at the market in front, do you want to walk?"
"Okay." He said calmly in the car.
When he looked up again, the coachman was startled. The figure was gone, only a small piece of broken silver was rolling on the table, and the cool breeze blew the door curtain.
The middle-aged scholar has arrived in the crowd at this time. He is dressed in green clothes, with slightly white temples. There are subtle wrinkles on his face, but he is still handsome and handsome, with a bit more vicissitudes of life. If you don't pay attention, you will just think he is a man.
Old Tongsheng.
People flowed towards the inn. The official timetable for the annual exams was planned intentionally or unintentionally to form a grand market. In conjunction with the brothels and palaces, lights and colors were put on. Taking advantage of the joy, they took out money from the pockets of the candidates.
The middle-aged scholar smiled knowingly at this grand scene, walked slowly, stopped in front of an inn, and looked at the plaque above: Yi Anju.
"Living in a county town is not easy." His smile subsided and he walked in.
Passing through the lobby of the inn, I saw many diners. The shopkeeper and waiters were busy going back and forth. The middle-aged scholar took a look at the spacious hall and was not in a hurry. He flipped through the menu, ordered a few drinks and dishes at random, and then found a quiet corner to sit down.
Waves of sound surged up, and the middle-aged scholar heard the vendors on the street shouting: "Stinky tofu, sell stinky tofu... The stinky tofu was eaten by all the princes in the dynasty, and even the princes said it was good after they ate it."
"As mentioned last time, Taoist Wang shook the brush in his hand and threw out a demon-killing silver whisk. The white light was so bright that it covered up the light of the sun and the moon. The rat spirit in the room was suddenly frightened out of his mind..."
This is the storyteller in the teahouse opposite.
"Sir, please do a good job. Give us poor people a bite to eat and do good deeds to accumulate merit." This was the voice of a refugee turned beggar, begging.
The middle-aged scholar listened blankly, and decided to join the Immortal Sect with his career as a scholar. He lived in the mountains for ten years. In the blink of an eye, he worked hard for the Yu family, and finally lived in seclusion without seeing outsiders. The worldly atmosphere that hit him made him
It's both familiar and unfamiliar, and it's a trance.
"The world of mortals... Pingzhi, how long has it been since you met me?" Yu Pingzhi thought to himself, but the melancholy only lasted for a moment, so he closed his eyes and calmed down. His body could no longer withstand great joy or anger.
Just as he was thinking with his eyes closed, he suddenly heard a noise and couldn't help but open his eyes.
Several scholars gathered together, apparently a small group. A young man asked: "Brother He, what questions do you think will be asked in this scientific examination? Will there be other invigilators for these three invigilators now?"
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It turned out that they were all children taking the entrance examination and were concerned about their own future.
He Tongsheng laughed when he heard this: "We will send an invigilator here. This is a county examination. Unlike before, once a scholar is admitted, he is preparing to be appointed as an official by the imperial court. If he wants to pursue an official career, he can always choose from the ninth rank, and the imperial court will grant him a rank.
, Hehe, I heard that immortal cultivation also requires this thing."
When a boy saw He Tongsheng talking about the immortal way, he was a little unhappy and said: "Forget what I said before. We, as boys, are just laying a solid foundation. We should not talk about strange powers and confuse the gods. The immortal way is not what we are discussing now."
This is the right truth, and everyone can't refute it. They look at each other and can't help but agree.
This boy got everyone's attention and smiled again: "There are things in the examination room that suppress luck. When we write an essay, writing is the first priority. Secondly, we must also figure out the examiner's preferences. This is the way to be prudent."
"Brother Li, this is the truth. He is under Meng Lang." He Tongsheng smiled: "However, after the examination, the rewrite was relaxed and the suppression was relaxed. How many people can be included in the list depends on luck. I really can't help but
We don’t pay attention.”
"This statement is also reasonable."
These students chatted and after ordering, someone else started to speak: "Brother He, who is Ye Qing that you admire?"
"The Ye family in Pingshou County is a remote county. I have never heard of the county's reputation, and I have never heard of famous people!"
He Tongsheng was He Mao. He stopped to take a sip of tea and explained with a smile: "This is usually the case, but don't you hear the Dragon King's banquet?"
Everyone was silent for a moment, and then someone sighed: "It turned out to be a 'Tong Jinshi'. I also watched this song "Guan Taiping". I don't think it came from someone from Pingshou County. It's hard to imagine."
"It's normal for the spirits of the earth to be followed by outstanding people. Don't you know that the way of heaven is impermanent? Who can say for sure about talents sent from heaven?"
"It is said that Ye Qing is only fifteen years old. Brother He is lucky enough to meet him. What kind of character is he?" Someone asked bitterly.
He Mao pondered for a long time: "I have been dating him, and I have paid careful attention to him. His words and deeds are friendly, and his character is strict. It is said that he lives in our store. I will call him out later."
Hearing this, Yu Pingzhi glanced at it, not paying attention, and just listened indifferently. At this time, the waiter brought the dishes and was about to leave, but he was told: "Wait a moment."
The waiter responded: "Sir, what can I do for you?"
"I'll ask you a few questions, and you'll be rewarded if you answer them." Yu Pingzhi said, and threw a piece of broken silver on the table. The waiter took a closer look, but there were only a few pieces of broken silver, so he hurriedly said: "You sir,
Excuse me!"
"Does Ye Qing, a young student, live here?"
"Yes, I'm staying here." The waiter responded after hearing this, thinking that he was here to visit Mr. Ye again.
"which room?"
"It's on the second floor, facing this room, Tianzi No. 6."
Yu Pingzhi was noncommittal. This was regarded as sincerity. He asked carefully: "When does it usually come out?"
"Well..." the waiter thought for a moment and replied, "It's time to go out for dinner. Sometimes it's a little later, and they always bring a female family member with them."
"Is it the wife?"
"She always wears a hood when she comes out, so she can't see clearly. It's hard to tell her identity!"
Yu Pingzhi frowned slightly and thought to himself: "Is this this woman?"
After asking for more details, I saw that the waiter was sweating on his forehead when he answered, so he waved his hand: "I understand, just take the money and go down."
The waiter's eyes lit up, he grabbed the pieces of silver and kept thanking him before retreating.
After a while, a young man came down the stairs.
With a fair face, a slender body, and cold eyes, Yu Pingzhi looked at him silently, and the world was different in his eyes.
"Hey, there's something strange about this guy's face and bones."
This Ye Qing person has eyes like paint, a slender body, and a calm attitude in his movements. In the faint, a graceful temperament emerges.
But if you take a closer look, you will find that although these are not false, they are only on the surface, and they are very empty on the inside. This appearance of being noble on the outside and empty on the inside is just a small appearance. Although it may be developed, it cannot last long.
Many fortune tellers will stop when they see this.
Yu Pingzhi did not think so simply and continued to look.
"Hey, it does have some foundation. If you look closely at the inside, there are still some traces. This is strange. Basically, you were born with a Quaker, and then it was cut off, and now you have luck again."
"I see there are changes inside, but I want to see clearly."
Ye Qing did not notice this person at this time, but saluted to the table: "It turns out to be Brother He. We met happily a while ago. I don't want to meet again today. Also, please don't mention this fellow Jinshi again. Just joking in private."
Come on, the list is about to come, but don’t let me get in the eyes of the examiners!”
He Mao slapped his head and said happily: "Look at my quick mouth. If you don't do it next time, sit down quickly and let you get to know my friends and have a few drinks together!"
The children around him were overjoyed to see Ye Qing actually sitting down, and they all greeted him and took the opportunity to make friends.
He Mao shouted to the waiter again: "Add another pair of bowls and chopsticks, and two jugs of wine!"
Ye Qing smiled when he heard this. This was a drunken attitude, so he had to hand over his hand: "If that's the case, you're welcome!"
"Brother Ye's words." Tong Sheng laughed.
Ye Qing stayed here for a few days, attracting attention because of his literary reputation and the Dragon Palace Banquet.
I have prejudices in mind, I want to get to know some people, I have experience in my previous life, I am used to these banquets and literary events, I always talk about the essence of articles, I express myself appropriately, but I don’t steal anyone’s limelight, and the relationship in the literary world is still harmonious.
"The day of the big exam is approaching, I'll drink this cup first and wish everyone a good name!" Ye Qing sat down, filled a cup of wine, stood up and spoke.
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in awe. The exam day was only five days away, and they couldn't help but feel sad. They all stood up and said: "Wish me to be named on the gold list!"
After speaking, he drank the wine in one gulp.
Ye Qing also finished his drink, then sat down to eat the food, and asked casually: "How are you guys preparing?"
This is often said when opening banquets, and many children have become accustomed to it. No matter whether they are well prepared or not, at least they appear to be full of confidence on the surface. The occasional sigh is difficult to distinguish from clumsiness or self-effacement.
Everyone talks,
Yu Pingzhi just saw it, and suddenly he was in a trance. He saw a dragon turtle faintly appearing above Ye Qing.
The dragon turtle has a dragon head and body, a snake tail and phoenix claws. Although it is not a real dragon, it is no worse than a real dragon. This dragon turtle has a green aura hanging down, and there is also a faint purple aura gestating.
"If they have different roots, let's see who is behind them!"
Gradually, I looked away, but it was dark, permeating all directions. The only trace was a glimmer of light. I followed the light and looked from a distance. It was a pillar of light that towered up and could not be seen.
A solid figure stood in the beam of light. Yu Pingzhi was startled. He suppressed the throbbing in his heart and looked carefully: "This must be the foundation of this person!"
But before he could take a closer look, the dragon turtle that was floating suddenly roared angrily, and everything in front of him was shattered.
Yu Pingzhi felt a sweetness in his throat and immediately knew he had suffered a backlash.
"This Dragon Turtle is the Taiping Lake. Therefore, I have been favored by the Dragon Lord. Before my luck is gone, I have committed a taboo by snooping. Unfortunately, this is something only Shikui can do."
A trace of realization suddenly came to my mind: "No matter how hard I hide it, I can't hide it from this person. Part of my nephew's luck has been swallowed up by this person, but that's not a lot. Now is it a war or a peace?"
"It's a war. There might be someone behind this son. It would be bad if it causes a fierce battle. But it's a peace, but you'll suffer the consequences. And if you're in the same imperial examination, I'm afraid there will be conflicts."
Just when he was about to think about it, he felt dizzy. He knew that it had triggered a quick backlash. He quickly stood up, tried his best to go over, called an ox cart, and ordered: "Go to Yu Mansion!"