The seventh year of Tianbao, the year of Wuzi and Rat, is the twenty-seventh day of the first lunar month. Remember the full version of this book, 520 readings, website: xs520.
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Du Zhai, West Wing.
The wind gradually stopped, the blown window paper stopped shaking, and the constant squeaking finally stopped.
It’s not long before dawn, and the people in the house are moving in a hurry.
“It’s time to go back.”
“I don’t want to move, I really envy Yang Yuyao, she can live in her own house and do whatever she wants.”
With these few complaints, someone in the darkness put on his embroidered shoes and floated away.
Xue Bai turned over in the quilt with the warm breath remaining, and fell into a deep sleep...
I don't know what time it was when I woke up again, but I saw the bright spring light outside the paper window. He got up quite leisurely, stretched out in the courtyard and started to move around. While watching the Du family members busy preparing gifts, they were going to Xue
A betrothal gift from the house to Xue Sanniang.
On the surface, it seemed that Du Wulang had the ability and persuaded his father and mother. In fact, Du Zhai was worried that he would not be worthy of the Xue family if he delayed it any longer. He hoped to make an agreement on the engagement first and choose a date after the Spring Festival.
Get married.
Xue Bai stayed at Du's house for two days on the pretext of discussing marriage.
Xue Lang, Alang has returned home, please wake up and go over."
When I got to the study room, I saw a belt on the desk with a silver fish bag hanging on the belt. The fish charm was outside. Engraved on both sides were "Li Bu Gong Kao Si" and "Lang Zhong Du You Nei".
Du Youlin was wearing a red official uniform and was sitting on the bed. He looked a little confused. When he saw Xue Bai, he said: "There is a little trouble. Someone asked about Xue Ling."
“It’s just that someone wants to fight for this status.”
I don’t know, but Cui Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites and I have some contacts. I said privately that many scholars have complained, saying that Xue Ling has not shown up for a long time or is dead. You must observe filial piety and cannot participate in the current Kechun Siege.
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Speaking, Du Youlin said: "I didn't think carefully, but the marriage proposal between you and me attracted the attention of interested people."
"It doesn't matter." Xue Bai said: "Some people have already said that our two families are discussing marriage, but Xue Ling didn't show up, which only made them more convinced of the matter."
“Do you have any concerns?“
“Just because they are making so much noise now will make them shut up when I find Xue Ling.”
“It’s good if you can find it.” Du Youlin stroked his long beard and reminded in a low voice: “You should pay more attention to your names.
It’s always bad to call someone by their first name.”
Don't worry, that's how it is in front of your uncle."
Hearing that Xue Bai was so close, Du Youlin raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but laugh.
But he was actually murmuring in his heart. Now that he was about to get engaged to the daughter of the Xue family, there was such a voice. If he really wanted to bring back the promiscuous gambler, how would these children live?
As soon as the new year begins in the seventh year of Tianbao, people will feel a sense of unfavorable passage of time.
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Xue Ri left the study, abandoned the back garden, and went behind the rockery to talk with Du Miaola.
“What did Grandpa call you to do?” Du Miao deliberately frightened him and asked, “Have you discovered what happened to us?”
"No." Xue Bai said: "Xue Ling's matter, where will he be placed? Bring him out and show his face. Remember the full~book~520 reading, website: xs520.co"
“Before the New Year, I asked Da Xi Yingying to hide in another place, and I asked her to take her back to Chang’an.”
Okay, on the day of the spring riot, let him show up near the Ministry of Rites, and treat it as if he came to see me. Let the officials of the Ministry of Rites see it and then they will know. I am checking who is spreading the rumor, and it is not easy to investigate this matter."
“That’s what happens when my reputation is too high. Everyone knows that I’m going to win.”
Xue Bai said, with a thought in his mind, he muttered: "When we bring Xue Ling, let Lao Liang and Jiang Hai watch in secret.
See if anyone is following you."
Du Miao asked: "Are you worried that he will be killed and have to keep his filial piety... Is there someone behind this that is dealing with you?"
"I haven't noticed anything strange yet. Li Linfu is busy and Li Heng is hiding in the palace. He is just being cautious."
“Okay, then you prepare well for the exam and I will keep an eye on you.”
"Thanks a lot."
Du Miao leaned close to his ear and whispered: "Then...accompany me on the day when the announcement is announced."
"good."
“Stay a little longer, my sister will hold my mother-in-law to talk.”
In fact, Du Miaoye said it right. It is always inconvenient to stay in Du's house all the time. When Xue Bai came out of the back garden, Du Wulang looked at him with a strange expression, as if he knew some secret.
"What's wrong?"
“I’ve been looking for you and my second sister for a long time.”
“What’s the matter?”
Seeing that Xue Bai's face did not change, Du Wulang became a little confused and said: "Thirty-five years old in the front hall, the friends you have made are really getting older and older."
“He is still younger than the general.”
“No, I asked, he is one year older than the general.”
This is how time flies. Even if Du Wulang lived to the age of Gao Shi and accomplished nothing, now everyone has to take the exam together and treat each other as brothers, which is always a bit embarrassing.
Xue Bai was not embarrassed and said: "It doesn't matter, I will call you brother Zimei and we will be friends with each other as equals."
Du Wulang couldn't help but roll his eyes at him and muttered: "I'm two generations younger than him...
The two men met Gao Shi in the front hall, and as usual, they first discussed current affairs.
“Now that the Holy Will has been decided, General Gao is ordered to take over as the Jiedushi Envoy of the Four Towns of Anxi, and his husband is summoned to return to the court and serve as an official.”
"Ah?" Du Wulang asked, "Why? General Gao has indeed violated a taboo."
“In the battle to destroy Xiaobolu Kingdom, General Gao performed so brilliantly that the commander could not suppress him and threatened to kill him. If General Gao died for meritorious service, who would sacrifice his life for the court?”
But in the final analysis, the reason why this matter has this result is to some extent influenced by the saint's preferences. Fortunately, the world prefers Gao Xianzhi, and there is no criticism.
Gao Shi added: "Cen Shen was appreciated by General Gao and invited him to go to Anxi to serve as the shogunate secretary. He was thinking about it and asked Xue Lang what he thought?"
Xue Bai nodded and said, "Yes, I think he will decide to go in the end."
At the beginning of Tianbao's seventh year, he always had the feeling that many relatives and friends were leaving Chang'an, but some friends were about to see him. For example, Liu Changqing also wanted to go to Chang'an again for reference.
As we were talking, Quanfu came to preach: "Wu Lang, a friend is visiting and calls himself Yang Xuan. Quan??Ben??????????.????"
my good friend?"
Although Du Wulang didn't quite agree with this statement, he still invited Yang Xuan to come in.
I knew Xue Lang was here." Yang Xuan entered the hall and said, "I have something urgent to tell you."
If it was really an emergency, Yang Zhao would not let his son speak, it was just to show his merit.
The reason why Yang Zhao should be seated as the censor Zhongcheng is to win a few places for Yang Dang to enter the country. It must have paid off.
Yang Xuan didn't care that Gao Shi, an outsider, was present, and said with a grin: "My uncle has already taken care of it. First of all, we will make sure that all three of us can be on the list."
If he only cares about getting into the rankings, Xue Bai doesn't need Yang Zhao at all.
“As for the quota we want, the Prime Minister has also promised it to me.” Yang Xuan said: “But there is another way.
In a few days, the Ministry of Rites will give us the topic first. If we want to think about Guandong soil, the article must be convincing...
Xue Bai frowned slightly and looked at Gao Shi.
For a moment, he noticed that the other party was not so excited.
Speaking of which, if what Gao Shi is looking for is a fair opportunity to take the exam, he may be asking for it at the last minute.
In this world, all they can do is figure out a future and try to change.
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The spring of the seventh year of Tianbao is scheduled to be on the ninth day of the second lunar month.
On the fifth day of the second lunar month, Xue Bai got the Jinshi Examination Questions from Yang Zhao.
"Last year, Li Yan, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, was dismissed by you. Now Cui Qiao, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, will personally take the examination. In addition, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, Da Xijun, and I will review it in the name of Yushi Zhongcheng. But in the end, in the end, it is still
The Right Prime Minister is holding the sage’s key points and you are the leader. Don’t write too badly.
After explaining for a long time, Yang Zhao handed over the test questions, which were quite detailed and they did not need them; there were five policy questions, asking about money, food and wealth; the most important thing was poetry, the title of the poem was "Spring Grass in the Dragon Pond"
Poetry" and "Jianzhi Shui Fu".
Although Xue Bai got the sage's promise, he didn't dare to entrust him with it and got ready.
He has never been a gentleman, and he will do whatever it takes to get the top prize.
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The Spring Festival has arrived in a blink of an eye.
Throughout the night, Yan Yan never closed her eyes. All she could think about was the poem she had written for Xue Bai. She was vaguely remembering to use the rhyme "Chengxu accepts the light, encounters the fractal form" as the rhyme.
At first, she was worried that if someone discovered that the poems and poems she had written were written by herself, she would not know what to do. Then she thought again, maybe the first thing she should consider is whether the poems and poems can pass the ranking.
Although she was much better now, she still felt flustered when she couldn't rest well. Finally, she simply got up and walked to the window alone. She looked up at the starry sky, clasped her hands and whispered: "Bless me, the Monkey King." My brother is successful in the literary field and has been named on the gold medal list. Also, it is best not to go to Helong."
Under the same night sky, Xue Bai had already gotten up, pushed the soft Qinglan back into bed, and went out alone.
He was wrapped in a robe given by the Du sisters, carrying the Four Treasures of the Study given by the two female crowns, and hanging around his waist was an amulet given by Yang Yuyao.
Walking to the front yard, I found that Du Wulang was staying in the guest room of Xue House again tonight. He was already yawning by the door. Mrs. Liu and several children of the Xue family had also gotten up, preparing breakfast and wanted to send them to them. Go to Gongyuan.
"Hey, it's not a big deal. You all go back to sleep." Du Wulang waved his hand and drove them back. "We have all been in jail several times, so there is no harm in going to the examination room once."
Xue Bai said, "You can go with me if you want."
Everyone walked out together.
Like last year, all the gates have been opened in advance. Zhuque Street is lined with linens like snow, and everyone is wearing clothes.
Arrived in front of the imperial city, met Gao Shi and Liu Changqing, and saw from a distance that Yuan Zai was motivating a group of poor scholars. They were all talents gathered by the Yang Party, and they would also gain political reputation in the future.
Xue Bai is not in a hurry to get acquainted with these talents. He made the bamboo paper, which is enough to be related to each other. The important thing is that he has a higher status.
"Xue Lang."
Suddenly someone shouted.
Xue Bai turned around and saw that it was Li Jiayou, so he gestured with a smile,
Li Jiayou was an enthusiastic person, but he squeezed forward, pulled him aside, and said: "I heard something recently, which may be detrimental to Xue Lang... Some people said that your grandpa passed away, and you hid it. If you come to participate in the Spring Festival, if it is true, it will affect your future."
“Brother Li, where did you hear this?”
“Many people are spreading the word that Qingmen, Guozijian, and the post house where village tributes gather, show that Xue Lang is indeed famous throughout Chang’an.”
Xue Bai said: "It's just a rumor, don't pay attention to it."
"That's good."
Xue Bai looked calm, but he had some doubts in his heart. He met with Du again yesterday and learned that with their current strength, they could not find out the origin of such rumors, because anyone who had heard about Xue Ling could spread rumors.
If that’s all it is, of course it doesn’t matter, it can be cracked easily. I’m afraid there is someone behind it, such as the person who plotted to wrong Zheng Qian for privately writing national history last time. He hasn’t been able to identify who it is. Of course, there is nothing unusual at the moment.
Farewell to Li Jiayou, Xue Bai turned around. Du Wulang had already pulled him and whispered: "I just heard someone say that my father-in-law has passed away."
Speaking of which, Du Wulang may have a better impression of Xue Ling because of his relationship with Xue Sanniang.
Xue Bai had no choice but to echo: "How can you and I not know whether he has passed away or not?"
That's some nonsense. Do you remember that Cui Shangshu once wanted to marry a daughter to you, and he asked my mother-in-law to help him." Du Wulang said: "You refused."
“I declined very politely so as not to offend him, and he has a good relationship with your grandfather.”
At this time, the heavy door was slowly opened, and Sanqian Juzi walked into the imperial city first, passing many government offices along the way until they reached the Courtyard of the Ministry of Rites.
Xue Bai and Du Wulang were separated here. Those who took the Ming Jing and other subjects went to the north of the Ministry of Rites, while Xue Bai took the Jinshi test in the south courtyard of the Ministry of Rites.
There are more than 700 Jinshi scholars, standing in rows. When the clerk calls their names, they will come forward one by one with papers in hand.
Search and enter.
Xue Bai waited for a long time, and happened to see Li Jiayou being called forward again.
“Touch me?!“
Li Jiayou was worthy of being a son of an aristocratic family, and he scolded the younger ones in turn, "When you enter the imperial city, you check my family status, just my belongings. You subordinates are always scolding and insulting, but you even touch my body? Treat my six-foot-tall man as a tribute." Generally speaking, it is simply insulting to politeness!”
“Then don’t take the exam!”
“I’m taking a test.“
Li Jiayou went in anyway, because although his family was well off, he had many brothers and no family. In today's world, those with family still look down on those who take the imperial examination. They think that these people go around writing papers to flatter others and do not write articles about the world, but only carve out minor poems and poems. , there is no gentlemanly style.
Xue Bai waited for a long time, and finally it was his turn.
After entering the door, there was a suddenly open courtyard in front of him, with two rooms facing each other. Under the guidance of the officials, he walked into a room and sat down.
The curtain has not yet been lowered, and the scholars around are busy arranging various items.
Looking into the courtyard, one can see Cui Qiao, the Minister of Rites, sitting upright behind the incense table, with a very solemn expression. The previous imperial examinations were conducted by Li Yan, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, but last year's Ye Wu Yi Xian case forced Cui Qiao to personally conduct the examinations. twice.
Xue Bai was putting down the curtains when he faintly heard someone talking to him not far away.
“That’s Xue playing cards.”
“I heard that his grandpa is dead, but he didn’t keep his filial piety, so I came here for reference.”
….
Xue Bai didn't pay attention and was busy with his own affairs. He put the four treasures of the study on the table and spread the blanket.
Gradually, everyone sat down and the south courtyard of the Ministry of Rites became quiet.
Subsequently, the exam administrator shouted loudly: “The exam is about to begin!”
At the same time, Liu Xiangjun was waiting outside the south courtyard of the Ministry of Rites with several children of the Xue family, craning his neck to look inside.
"Madam, please go home and rest first." Xue Gengbo said, "I can just wait here."
"It doesn't matter, I want to wait a little longer to feel at ease." Liu Xiangjun murmured: "Liu Lang wants to be an official the most."
A timid figure squeezed through the crowd and stepped on others, causing him to be scolded.
“Borrow it, borrow it, my son passed the exam in it..
Xue Gengbo heard this familiar voice, turned around, was stunned, and exclaimed,
“Alang!“
"Alang, you are finally back!"
Following his shout, the children of the Xue family turned around one after another with different expressions.
Xue Sanniang was still immersed in the shyness of her engagement to Du Wulang. When she suddenly saw her grandpa whom she had not seen for a long time, she was first shocked, then frightened, and flinched. Then she felt ashamed, painful, and couldn't help crying.
"do not come!"
Xue Xin shouted out almost subconsciously, grabbed Xue Gengbo, and almost pulled the old slave to the ground. He pushed his two brothers like crazy, shouting: "Don't go there either!"
Liu Xiangjun was already stunned. When he was at a loss, he saw Xue Ling being pulled by someone and turned to leave.
“Alang?“
Xue Ling! You owe me a gambling debt!"
….
The scene became somewhat chaotic.
Not far away, Lao Liang had a gray beard on his face. He was bent over, dressed as an old scribe, and his eyes were scanning quickly.
Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he stared at a thin figure of Gui Gui Chong Chong.
