At night, there is a courtyard in Yu Mansion that is still brightly lit, and even a lantern is lit at the door of the courtyard.
There is a small lake near this courtyard, which is a living water lake. Because it is enclosed in Yufu, a pavilion is built on it, and there is a bridge connecting it. Although there are many mosquitoes in the summer, the pavilion is surrounded by a thin cloth.
If you put on the curtain and light some mosquito-repellent incense, it will be very cool on the water. When the breeze blows and the curtain flutters, it is simply better than staying in the house with a basin of ice.
Because of the hot weather, Yu Lu, Zhang Sheng and Fang Xi temporarily arranged a pavilion and moved it from the yard to a small pavilion in the lake.
There are three lights on in the pavilion, and there are lanterns swaying in the breeze at the four corners of the pavilion. It is even brighter than the courtyard.
Yu Lu looked at the small lake outside through the curtain. He just felt that the scenery here was beautiful, which made his head clearer and clearer, and he could get twice the result with half the effort while studying.
The three of them still read aloud in succession according to Su Ziji's original arrangement, while others "listened" to the book. The three of them took turns several times. Yu Lu put down the scroll in his hand: "I have finished reading this book. Let's take a rest for a while."
, how about... let's compose poetry?"
"Good poetry!" Fang Xi picked up his tea bowl from the side, drank it cleanly, and wiped his mouth: "I already have it, what about you?"
Yu Lu smiled: "Such a beautiful scenery indeed has a poem!"
Even Zhang Sheng is no longer studying as hard as he used to be. He has become a scholar. Although scholars seem to be everywhere, as if they are worthless, not everyone can pass the exam. Some are gray-haired old boys who have wasted their lives.
They can't win the prize of being a scholar.
Being able to become a scholar proves that Zhang Sheng has really worked hard in the past two years, and writing poems is not difficult for him.
When Yu Lu told Fang Xidu that he should write a poem first, Zhang Sheng did not refuse. After thinking about it, he walked to the rice paper laid out and wrote a poem.
"Early summer is as cool as water, and tonight the moon is full of the lake. Sometimes I sit alone, how can I comfort Pingwu."
"This poem is not bad!" Fang Xi praised: "Brother Zhang, you have made great progress in your knowledge, and you are even starting to be smart in writing poems!"
Fang Xi and Yu Lu were both elected officials, and Fang Xi himself was a little more arrogant. He had never praised Zhang Sheng so much, and he certainly did not flatter his friends carelessly. Once he said these words, it proved that he was sincere.
Zhang Sheng suddenly showed a little pride on his face, hehe: "It's nothing, it's just a feeling!"
Yu Lu looked at it with a smile: "Then you have to be really talented and learned to write what you feel in your heart. Before you were selected as a scholar, your uncle and aunt were very happy and felt that you had made progress. In my opinion, if you continue to work hard, you may be the best in the examination.
It’s happened over the past few years.”
This boast made Zhang Sheng's cheeky face turn red.
"Where, where, hey, I still have more to learn! Unlike you, who have studied hard for more than ten years, I regret it more and more now. If I had studied a few years earlier, I wouldn't be as hardworking as I am now!"
When he thought about what kind of life he had lived in the past two years, even though there were signs of getting through, Zhang Sheng couldn't help but feel sorry for himself.
Fang Xi said: "It's never too late to make progress. What's more, you are younger than me and are already a scholar. No matter how humble you are, you are proud."
Yu Lu also said: "What's more, you have made great progress in knowledge. Now that you have enlightened yourself, you can make progress day by day in the future."
Just as he said that, he saw a young man from the Yu Mansion hurried over and bowed: "Sir, someone knocked on the door just now. When I opened the door, I found that it was Master Huidao who came and wanted to see you. Look..."
"Huidao Zhenren?" Not only Yu Lu was stunned when he heard the name, but Zhang Sheng and Fang Xi were also slightly stunned.
In this county, Huidao Zhenren is still very famous.
Especially Fang Xi, who had been treated before. Although he always felt that he could be related to the noble man, who is now the king, in the end, he had inherited the love of Huidao, and when he heard it, he stood up immediately.
Yu Lu put down the book and frowned: "This is an honored guest. However, coming here so late, is there something urgent?"
Zhang Sheng didn't have much thought: "You'll know what it is when you see it."
It made sense, so Yu Lu said to the two of them: "No matter what, this is an honored guest, and it is only proper etiquette for us to go out to greet him."
They were taking a break for the time being. Master Hui Dao suddenly came to visit, which made Yu Lu a little curious about what was going on.
The three of them quickly left the pavilion and went straight to the front to meet Master Huidao.
Master Hui Dao and Tao Tong came in one after another. When the three of them saw each other for the first time, they felt even more strange.
I saw that Huidao's hair was a little messy, his face was a little sweaty, and his robes were wrinkled. He looked like he had been on the road for a long time and was a little embarrassed.
Let alone Taoist boys, walking is a bit awkward.
Yu Lu let the two people into the hall and asked them to sit down. Yu Lu sat at the head of the table and asked the servant to serve tea, then asked: "The real person came to visit late at night, but something happened?"
Even if this is a visit to a friend, shouldn't he come during the day? Coming here after dark is not something a normal person can do.
Master Hui Dao glanced at it, and his heart was determined, and he thought: "I know the details of the Yu family, but they only have 300 acres of land. My father is a civil servant, so he will not have such great luck. Even if Yu Lu has it, the other two will not."
Possibly both at the same time.”
"It seems that I got it right."
With his heart determined, Master Hui Dao did not answer for a while, but took up the tea and quenched his thirst in one sip, smiling: "I am here to congratulate you three!"
Yu Lu felt more and more strange and asked: "I am just a country squire. Even if I am lucky enough to win, I can be regarded as a gentry. How can I be happy?"
Zhang Sheng also joked: "Do you want to get rich?"
Master Hui Dao quenched his thirst, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled: "The three young masters are all very surprised, why do I, the old master, come to visit late at night? To be honest, I came in a hurry because I sensed something."
As he said that, he pointed at the three people in front of him and said, "You guys are about to have great luck. Getting rich is nothing, it's just incidental."
After Master Hui Dao glanced at him and pointed at him with his finger, Yu Lu, Zhang Sheng and Fang Xi all felt touched. Because they were all locals, they had some faith in Tongshan Temple, especially the owner of Tongshan Temple.
In his eyes, he does have some cultivation and some ability.
When they first treated Fang Xi, they all saw it with their own eyes and felt something about it. Now when they heard the words of Master Hui Dao, they were at a loss and a little doubtful.
"Master, I don't quite understand what you are saying." Yu Lu said.
Huidao Zhenren looked at Yu Lu and pointed: "Master Yu, you are now a candidate for public examination, but your fortune has come. Tomorrow spring, you will go to Beijing to take the exam. You will definitely get Jinshi. You are not yet in the top three. If you have a chance, you can get into the first class!"
The sound "hiss" was not made by Yu Lu, but by the young man from Yu Mansion standing not far away.
This young man also believes that the Taoist priests at Tongshan Temple are capable, and now, Master Hui Dao came over in the middle of the night and said so categorically that his son will definitely win the Jinshi, and there is still a chance to enter the First Class... That is the First Class,
The worst is to be ranked third in the top tier. Could it be that my son still has the luck to pass the imperial examination?
If that's the case, it can really be called great luck!