July is full of good mood, and she has no possibility of being admitted at all, so she smiles every day, and her relaxed and leisurely image is very eye-catching among the students who are working hard to sharpen their guns.

Early in the morning, July was boxing in the yard, and after a set of boxing techniques, she was slightly sweating on her forehead, and her face was flushed with the post-workout ruddy.

Qiyue was worried that although Shan Minglan was tall, after all, the woman was much thinner, and she was afraid that she would attract attention in a group of students. But after getting to know some scholars, July was completely relieved.

This dynasty is a bit like the Ming Dynasty, most of the scholars' bodies are comparable to Sister Lin's, and they think that everything is inferior, only reading is high, so they are all industrious, and they are even out of breath because of the lack of exercise all year round. The exam is also a test of some eight-strand texts, and those who open and close their mouths are also dull-eyed, and there is no agility at all. July felt that the imperial court's policy of ignoring the people had been implemented quite thoroughly, but could the people who had been so selected really be good officials? July was skeptical.

It is precisely for this reason that Duan Yu is willing to make friends with July, and some people with background will naturally not teach their children to be like that, so July naturally stands out from the crowd and makes Duan Yu, the son of an official family, have a good impression of her.

Duan Yu had already moved out a few days ago, and the reason why he lived here was to hide from his leisure, so naturally it was impossible to stay for a long time. In addition, he was appreciated by Lord Song because he threw calligraphy and paintings into Song Shangshu's house, so it was naturally inconvenient to live in the temple again.

July wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned around and saw Xiangming standing under the eaves and looking at what was wrong, July asked curiously. Seeing that he wanted to speak, he stopped talking, but finally said, "Childe, I just cleaned up our salute." I found that the silver taels seemed to be a little insufficient. Just now, the abbot sent someone again, and he still wants some sesame oil money, if he gives it to him, our food money is not enough, you see, do you want to think of a way, move a place to live or what. Not really."

Xiangming was a little embarrassed, he was a little strange for spending money in July, although the environment of this temple was good. But it's too expensive, but he's embarrassed to complain, after all, the temple environment is good, and he enjoys it.

July really hasn't paid attention to the problem of money since he handed over the account to Xiangming, as if he could only nod after listening to it.

She's really ill-conceived these days. Since she came to the capital, she has been focused on how to pit Xu Pengyu. She took care of the rest. Now that I heard that there was almost no money, July was also interested, if I didn't want to find a way, after the abbot squeezed all the money out, the next step was to throw them out directly.

But moving the place is not the solution, the rest of the temples are either full, or the environment is too poor, there is really no place to move. So now the only way I can think of is open source.

July thought of a few ways to make money quickly, and the first thing that came to mind with July's personality was robbery. Of course. This idea was directly dismissed. It's not that July's conscience found that it was wrong to rob, but because her current force value is not enough, and they don't have any money to rob the poor. robbed rich people, everyone has bodyguards to protect them, and she can't seem to beat them.

Since the robbery can't be done, July can only use his ability to make money (of course, July feels that robbery is also a kind of ability to make money.) ）

July thought about it, and the only thing he could do was medical skills. But he's such a hairy boy, and he doesn't have a famous teacher to guide him, so he doesn't want to believe that she has excellent medical skills.

Come to think of it, July doesn't even know the essentials. July's brain hurt, and her hand tapped on the desk little by little, and suddenly she saw a post pressed under the book on the desk next to the desk, and the post showed a corner. This post was sent by Duan Yu yesterday, and July glanced at it and threw it aside. The content of the post said that the largest restaurant in the capital will hold a fighting party in a few days, so that July will have time to go and have a look.

As the name suggests, Douwen will be a group of cultured people who put together to see who is the most educated. This kind of thing is used for exams, and everyone probably hates it, so I don't write about it for entertainment. The way of pinching is basically to chant poetry or something, and it is a large-scale high-quality cultural salon in foreign terms.

July is not interested in what to write poetry or do right, of course, even if she is not interested. The reason why her eyes lit up was that she suddenly thought that when she read the post two days ago, it seemed that there was a reward for the first place in the Douwen Club, in addition to a bunch of pen, ink, paper, and inkstones, there was also a bonus of five hundred taels provided by the restaurant.

Five hundred taels is now a lot of money for July, how can she not be impressed. As for not being able to compose poems, there is no pressure on July, she is very glad that Ah Xing was very obsessed with reciting poems to herself for a while, and July has a good memory, so she memorized a seven, seven, eight, eight, all types, all kinds of styles. Previously, she read the poems of this dynasty and found that there were no ones she had heard before, and she didn't think much about it before, but now it is a means to make a fortune, so she can't do it, so just plagiarize!

As a person who has not been so positive in his three views and was raised by the bodyguard organization, July has no shame about plagiarism, and even now she is still wondering who in the capital writes poems well, and will threaten herself to get a bonus? Do you want to cripple the other party first? Qiyue's mind is full of evil thoughts, and she also fights for five hundred taels.

The time of the douwen meeting was on the fifth day after the economic crisis was discovered in July. In the past few days, because Xiangming found that the two of them continued to spend like this, they might have to go out to ask for food before they could catch the exam. So he resolutely disagreed with July to go out to open a small stove, he had to eat free meals in the temple, and his eyes were green in July, and when Duan Yu introduced her to a group of big and small talents on the day of the Douwen Meeting, there was a cold killing intent in July's eyes. These talents are her fierce rivals, if she can't bring back the money today, I'm afraid that she will be forced by Xiangming to eat what those pigs won't eat, and she will keep eating on the day of the exam.

Thinking of that possibility, there seemed to be a black flame burning around July's body, if she lost today, she would die with this group of people, and she would never eat those things again.

The talented people shivered in unison, and for some reason, they suddenly felt that it was very dangerous here.

"What's the matter, is the wind blowing through the window too cold?" July asked with concern when she saw a person sitting at her table shivering and looking at herself.

Na Juzi's surname is Jia, and he is one of the popular candidates in Jinke, and it is said that he is a famous talent in the Jiangnan area. He was very arrogant, but seeing that Qiyue had a kind face, a handsome appearance, and a dusty temperament, he replied with a proud look on his face, "It's okay, maybe it's a little cold." ”

He just felt a chill coming from Sen Sen's side in July, and shivered fiercely. Looking at it now, he saw that there was an open window behind July, so he didn't care anymore, nodded to July, and twisted it again. (To be continued......)