Ye Qing and Lu Shangjing squeezed out of the street, both exhaled, hired a bullock cart, and sat in it, they could see the stars falling down.
Ye Qing couldn't help but laugh and said: "It's quite auspicious, it was sunny when the results were opened just now."
"Spring breeze, drizzle, ox cart, winning the ranking, what an elegant thing!" Lu Shangjing smiled after hearing this: "Why does it have to be sunny?"
"Huh?" Ye Qing was startled for a moment, then smiled suddenly and said, "Sir, there is a reason for what you said. The wind and rain are all natural. Without it, life would be meaningless."
Lu Shangjing smiled: "I didn't think so far, I just looked at the rankings and felt something in my heart. I thought back then, when I won the childbirth, the situation was the same. I always thought about it one day, but I never expected it. Now I have the young master to support me.
It is such a blessing to see it once, and it comforts my heart!"
Speaking of being discouraged for a while, but enduring it, Ye Qing knew that after these years of experience, this person had already had enough internally, but he needed some external practice. Although he was emotionally driven, his inner self was actually unfathomable.
Then he said: "This is everyone's destiny..."
When I returned to the inn, lights were hung up, and the streets were bustling with people. As soon as I returned, a waiter came out to greet me: "Hey, it's Mr. Ye, the seventh scholar. Please come in quickly. A banquet has been held in the elegant seat.
It’s our little shop that’s flattering you, and we hope you’ll gain some face.”
When Ye Qing watched, there were more than a dozen people sitting downstairs, in small groups, all of them children. Some were shouting and playing guessing games, some were drunk and blurry, and some even cried while drinking.
Without saying anything at the moment, he and Lu Shangjing climbed up the stairs and saw that a banquet was also held in the dining room on the second floor. It was very sumptuous, and it was obvious that the owner was serving other scholars.
When we got to the third floor, the floor was wiped clean. There was a file in the southwest. All the pens, inks, paper and inkstones were all there. I glanced over and the dishes were returned. When I saw the wine, I was a little surprised. It was a cold spring, and it was a famous wine.
Lu Shangjing was also surprised and smiled: "I have only heard of good wine but never tasted it. Now I really want to taste it."
So they all sat down with a smile. While they were talking, a middle-aged man came in. He was wearing a silk robe with a few pockmarks on his face. He bowed his head politely and said, "I am the owner of this shop. It is disrespectful to hold this small banquet."
Ye Qing nodded, took out a silver note, and said: "This is ten taels of silver. I must have it all. I know what you are thinking. You just want to ask for some ink."
"It's just that I just came back as a scholar, and I'm full of emotions to deal with. I really can't think of this idea."
The middle-aged man's face darkened slightly, and there was a slight flash of displeasure. It seemed that he had hit the mark, but it disappeared in an instant. He sighed and said, "It's the villain who disturbed me. How dare I accept this money? I resigned."
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With that said, he left.
Ye Qing smiled and said nothing. In Huanglong Tower, he wanted to join the Dragon King's banquet, so he was given an advantage. Now that there is no such thing, if he wants to exchange a banquet for eternal poetry, how can this be such a good thing?
As a time traveler, Ye Qing remembered thousands of poems, but only about a hundred poems fit the scene. He cherished each poem very much and was not willing to throw it away casually.
He has always believed that this kind of random throwing out is suspected of being a nouveau riche, even if the difference in writing style is not taken into account.
At that moment, Ye Qing took off his sword and hung it up. He took out the copper seal and observed it carefully. For hundreds of thousands of years, it had been the same tradition. Emperors and kings used jade seals.
Gold seals are used for grades three and above, silver seals are used for grades six and above, and copper seals are used for grades nine and above.
But now my seal is a half-seal, it is small in size and light in weight, can be worn on a rope, and is easy to carry. When you look at it, you can see a trace of redness permeating it.
Looking at the golden cup again, I found that two-thirds of the green energy inside it had dropped sharply, leaving only about a quarter. It was obvious that the scholar had won the prize this time, and the tortoise-dragon appearance seemed to be disappearing.
The golden energy that enveloped his body was quickly absorbed by his own fate, changing imperceptibly.
This is actually extracting the green energy from the cup, converting it into golden energy, and then absorbing it into your own destiny. You can see the light red destiny gradually transforming into red.
"We can't use it all, or we will lose our fate with Lord Long." In a moment of thought, the green liquid in the golden cup stopped evaporating, and the golden aura that originally enveloped the body immediately changed.
It's so thin that it's absorbed in a matter of seconds.
"After all, my fate and family are not enough, and the luck given by Long Junyan is probably not enough to support me in passing the exam. I have to find a way to find it."
At this time, there was only the red aura coming from afar, which was the talent of a scholar. It continued to nourish the destiny. He thought: "The talent of a scholar is very important. I am afraid that it has one-third of the energy of my Ye clan."
The so-called three points in the original exam were temporary qi points, and this was already equivalent to one-third of the entire Ye clan.
"This time we have Lu Shangjing, who is known as the prime minister of the Yu family. He must be good at internal affairs, but he must not use it."
"Fields, houses, money, fame, and talents are all a matter of luck."
Thinking of this, Ye Qing raised a glass and invited each of them to have a drink and said: "Sir, I have something to say, should I say it?"
"Young master, if you have anything to say, just give me your orders." Lu Shangjing was startled and looked over with bright eyes.
Ye Qing smiled and said: "Why are you so serious? I was just thinking about your essay. If you have nothing to say, at least you have the qualifications to be a Jinshi. I will ask for advice day and night."
"But it would be a pity for Mr. Sir, with his talent, to just teach."
"Since ancient times, prime ministers come from counties, and generals come from soldiers. I have one hundred and twenty acres of private land, and the government has given me another fifty acres. If the prediction is good, the clan will give me more land, and I will give me more gold.
, I want to collect three hundred acres and connect them into one area. Sir, can you take care of it, set some rules for me, and choose some people who can use it?"
After a pause, he smiled again: "There are no rules in the world, but when there are more people, there are rules. Don't look at this small three hundred acres. If there are rules, it is a blessed field."
Lu Shangjing was startled, savoring Ye Qing's words, which were vague and incomprehensible. She was startled in her heart. She didn't know how long it took before she smiled: "Young Master can entrust me with this important task, how can I refuse it?"
Reason? You should follow your orders!"
"Well, let's take a day off and go back to our hometown tomorrow. We also need to repair a temple and build a golden body." Ye Qing thought for a moment and said.
Yufu
The door opened wide, and Yu Fan personally greeted him at the gate.
All the elites in the mansion gathered together. There were hundreds of people in the hall, all of whom were well-dressed and well-dressed. They were all officials and celebrities. Among them, even the prefect and the most famous celebrity in the county, Zhu Song, came.
For a while, the guests and hosts toasted, drank and laughed, all congratulating Yu Fan for being a scholar and winning the first prize in the case.
Yu Fan bowed down at the table, raised his glass in his hand, and toasted to all the adults and seniors. His graceful demeanor and calm demeanor made people feel moved.
The magistrate was stunned for a moment, then sighed: "What a blessing it is that the Yu family has a son like this!"
Zhu Song smiled and said: "Originally, Zhang Minzhi in the county was ranked number one because of his literary talents and romantic talents. But today, when I look at the rankings and articles, I am afraid that the most talented person in the county will be replaced by a talented person."
Yu Fan's father, Yu Cheng'en, was overjoyed when he heard this. He laughed and said to Yu Fan: "Fan'er, Mr. Zhu said this, why don't you offer me a drink?"
Yu Fan agreed and offered a cup to Zhu Song.
Everyone at the banquet had a good time. After retreating, Yu Fan was thoughtful. Mr. Kou who was behind Yu Fan saw him and asked softly: "My lord, what are you thinking about?"
This Mr. Kou was about forty years old, with a face like a crown jade, and he was sitting upright. Yu Fan respected this gentleman very much, so he said: "I saw Ye Qing today, and he was the seventh."
Mr. Kou asked: "My lord, do you have any taboos?"
Yu Fan said: "It's not just that..."
He was about to say that Ye Qing would just give it up, but when he saw the background of a middle-aged man who was following Ye Qing, he felt heartbroken. As he looked away, he felt as if he had lost something important.
But when he looked at Mr. Kou, he didn't say much. He just flashed a smile, looked back and said: "But I have also read Ye Qing's articles. To be fair, they are every word. I have always read them carefully."
If you don’t like others in this regard, you have to admire me.”
"There are so many dragons and snakes in the grass, I don't know how many talents are left among the people and cannot be used."
Having said this, seeing the people on the banquet drinking and drinking, the people on both sides were noisy, the sheng and bamboo pipes were playing in unison on both sides, and the maids stretched their wide sleeves and moved and danced, Yu Fan couldn't help but frowned, sat up straight, and said: "I used to be just a boy.
I didn’t have a title, but now I have one.”
"Mr. Kou, I want to open a school, how about it?"
The trend of studying abroad is very strong in the world, and many schools are set up in various places to teach. Currently, the most famous private school in the county is the school run by Zhu Song. It has thousands of disciples, many of whom are scholars. This is why Zhu Song himself
This is the reason why even the governor and the Yu family have to pay respect to a person who has been promoted.
But that's not what Yu Fan said about the academy. When Mr. Kou heard this, he clapped his hands and said, "Da Shan, my lord has finally taken this step."
This is, in the name of the school, recruiting more down-and-out literary talents, which is equivalent to a talent pool to prepare for full-fledged talents in the future.
The Yu family's reputation is not an issue, and the venue is not an issue, but money is a matter of...
Yu Fan thought for a while and said: "I am now a scholar and have my share in the clan. I will go see my father and several uncles tomorrow and report this matter. I think they will readily agree and get some support."
, as long as we get permission, this school can be opened."
"I want to study and take the exam, so I still have to rely on my husband to plan my daily life. However, I can leave all the business to my husband for the business I built privately. As long as I can run it, it won't be a pity to run out of money."
After hearing this, Mr. Kou sighed with a smile: "My lord has such a heart and magnanimity, I am afraid that all the poor children in the county will seek refuge with me. It is said that there must be grass within a hundred steps, and there will always be talented people who can be found."
Yu Fan did not hide anything in front of Mr. Kou, he smiled and said: "This is my true intention!"
Mr. Kou coughed a few times and asked, "Then what name did my lord give this hotel?"
"This is for the purpose of obtaining the Relic Pearl. Let's call it the Relic Pearl Hall!" As soon as he said these words, the matter was decided. Inadvertently, a trace of green air passed over Yu Fan's face. Just saying this,
Yu Fan felt empty-hearted again, feeling a little lost.