The summer night rain was beating on the window, Xue Qing put down the scroll in his hand and rubbed his eyes. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Are you hungry? Ge Chuan, who was sitting on the side, immediately put down the needle and thread in his hand and asked.

Xue Qing nodded and said hello, Ge Chuan happily got up and brought it over, two steamed cakes and two bowls of tea soup, and the two sat opposite each other.

"Mother, today's steamed cake is a little sweet. ”

"With caramel added, isn't it delicious?"

"It's delicious, but I prefer salty. ”

"Then I'll make a salty one for you next time. ”

Speaking of this, Ge Chuan paused, looking at the young man opposite, Xue Qing swallowed slowly, and looked focused when eating, this is what she has always been used to, well, probably, Ge Chuan has not paid attention to these daily trivial things, because he can see it around him every day, but there is a period that he will not see in the future, and he may even never see it.

"Qingzi, are you really willing to go?" she couldn't help but ask, her nose was a little sour, "You also said, it's very dangerous, maybe it's a trap......"

Xue Qing said: "I don't want to." Then he smiled again, "Mother, in fact, I didn't want to study before." ”

At first, it was said to be pretentious, but then she read very hard and was not a fake, and Ge Chuan looked at her puzzled.

The young man under the lamp picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, and said: "Actually, I am willing to be like Guo Zi'an, Guo Ziqian, and even Guo Bao'er, only eat and drink stubbornly every day, how easy it is to live like that, but no, we orphans and widows must work hard for their livelihoods, although it is not fair, but people are indeed different, and the days to be lived are not the same, and if you are unwilling, you can't change anything." Looking at Ge Chuan, he smiled, "Everyone's identity is predestined, but fate is not necessarily destined, so there are some things that must be done in order to make a good life for yourself, isn't this the case for my mother?

Ge Chuan looked at her and only felt full of awe, sour and inexplicably excited, and felt that there was suddenly nothing to worry about in the world, so he sat up straight and responded.

Xue Qing said: "Mother, don't worry, there is Lord Du, and Uncle Merchant will also follow." ”

The merchant can do business, Qi Miao and the blacksmith disappear inconspicuously in Chang'an City, and no one cares, Miaomiao can visit the man outside, but Ge Chuan Xue's mother can't leave.

"I can accompany you, I'm worried. Ge Chuan said.

Xue Qing said: "My mother is worried, and I didn't follow, just make some clothes and shoes for me, take my mother to the exam, others will laugh at you and me, which is even more attention-grabbing." ”

Ge Chuan naturally understood, and he was just talking, sighed and drank the tea soup, and said, "Then I'll make you some clothes and shoes." ”

Xue Qing said with a smile: "Mother, anyone can make clothes and shoes, my mother wants to express her reluctance to care for me, but not use this, mother's brand poison is a good thing necessary for home travel." ”

Ge Chuan was stunned and immediately chuckled, slapped the table and said, "That's right, Qingzi, don't worry, even if I don't go, I can reach the ten of them alone." ”

Xue Qing also slapped the table and said, "So what are you afraid of, if you can't beat them, we can poison them!

The wind blew open the window, the sound of the rain brushing became denser, the laughter dispersed in the rain with the wind, and Nuan Nuan, who was asleep on the small bed next door, turned over and reached out to scratch her face and grinned, not knowing what kind of sweet dreams she had.

After the rain, the sky is bright, the summer is rare and fresh, the stagnant water in the Fuxue Palace was cleaned up early, the carriage and horses in front of the door stopped, and the twenty Chang'an Mansion students who were selected to participate in the gentleman's examination rushed in, and the pre-exam counseling prepared by Chang'an Mansion for these candidates was in the Fuxue Palace, there were old white-haired old men, some young teenagers, some were happy, some were dignified and reserved, and some looked dull.....

Zhang Shuangtong patted Liu Chunyang on the shoulder, and Liu Chunyang seemed to be startled and turned around.

"Are you happy and stupid? Zhang Shuangtong said, "Don't waste your grandfather's money." ”

He didn't hide his voice, and the people around him couldn't help but look sideways when they heard it, how could they say it so nakedly, although everyone knew it.

Xue Qing looked behind him, Pei Yanzi was walking slowly, sensing her gaze, he also looked over, his expression was still the same.

Xue Qing took a step behind, stood beside him, and said in a low voice: "Young Master Yanzi, why did you come to participate in this?" As everyone said, Pei Yanzi didn't have this need, the temptation of even passing the third level was useless to him, he only needed to jump one level.

Thinking of Pei Yanzi's help to her a few times ago, Xue Qing had to think more about whether it was her own person, she believed that Du would not hide it from her, so the Pei family or Mr. Si Brown was an independent other force, or was it someone from the big official in the capital that Du didn't know?

Pei Yanzi glanced at her and said, "You can pass the test by writing poems and performing ceremonies, riding horses and archery, why bother to make articles." ”

Xue Qing looked at him and said, "I know that Young Master Yanzi is not stupid, but isn't it a little unambitious like this? The pride of the young man or something, you are a solid reputation step by step, not by this kind of juggling imperial examination. ”

There was a gray-haired old man in front of him who turned his head and looked annoyed: "What is juggling!"

Xue Qing Shili said: "Writing poetry, we young people writing poetry is called juggling. "This old man should not have been chosen because he was outstanding in poetry.

The old man glared at her, turned his head, quickened his pace and walked away, seemingly disgusted to get close to Xue Qing: "Today's young people are becoming less and less gentlemanly, and they don't know what a gentleman is at all. ”

Pei Yanzi said: "The ambition of life is not stupid, the road leads to the sky, you have to go through hardships, just to make others look at it and be happy?"

Xue Qing nodded and said, "You're right, I think so too." ”

In front of the main hall of the Fuxue Palace, the prefect Li Guangyuan and a group of officials and Mr. Qingxia have been waiting, twenty people stopped the noisy stand to listen to the speech of the Li Governor, Li Zhifu's words are very simple, first congratulations to the selected people, reiterating that they are the best talents in the six arts of the gentlemen of Chang'an Mansion, and they do not need to be guided anymore, but first, the stakes are more rigorous, and secondly, through this period of study, everyone becomes familiar, after all, they are all students of Chang'an Mansion in the gentleman's examination, and then the twenty students were briefly introduced, so that everyone is familiar with it。

Xue Qing also knew from this that the gray-haired old man's surname was Chen Mingxun, he was a hermit, and he had a high attainment in tea ceremony and chess..... so he said that only writing poetry was juggling, and he was not offended.

Next, the officials of the Fuxue Palace introduced the invited gentlemen, in addition to Mr. Qingxia, there were four other great Confucians, who had a great reputation in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc., respectively, and invited an equestrian archery master from the military camp, and finally Li Guangyuan expressed his ardent hope for everyone to get good results in the gentleman's test, for the glory of Chang'an Mansion, and for the glory of the Great Zhou, and watched the twenty people enter the school prepared in the Fuxue Palace.

"Time is running out. Li Zhifu looked at the bright morning light and sighed, the dawn was ahead.

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In May, the weather in the capital was sweltering, the night sky was rolling dark clouds and thunder, and after a while, the rain fell from the sky like soybeans, and the heavy rain dispersed the night market, and the city gate was closed early, but it did not take long to be called.

The guards at the gates of the capital are not like the guards in other places who can be called at will, and several guards looked out with a little annoyance, ready to scold the people who called the door, but it was pitch black as far as the eye could see, darker than the night.

"What the hell....are you a spying traitor?" scolded one of the guards, trying to charge the people outside with a crime, but the next moment they were stopped by the people next to them.

"Open the door. The man said in a trembling voice, "It's the Black Guard." ”

These words made the guards who were as fierce as a tiger descending the mountain suddenly turn into little sheep, hurriedly opened the city gate, lit the lamps to illuminate the road, and lined up to greet them.

A black shadow appeared in the city gate, and seven horses pulled two carts, because of the heavy rain covered with tarpaulins, bulging and galloping away.

"It's people. One of the guards whispered, and when he dared to glance at it, he saw a pair of black leather boots, which were obviously not alive when stacked on the cart.

Who's body was dragged into Beijing at night?

The horse's hooves stopped outside the criminal department in the heavy rain, and the gate of the criminal department had been opened, and the torches were shining brightly inside and out, and someone came out of the criminal department, and the black armor guard led by him did not dismount, and said: "In the past, our black armor guard died on the spot and burned it on the spot, I don't know why Lord Duan wanted us to send the dead back." ”

Duan Shandao, who was standing under the eaves of the porch, said: "Because I'm looking for someone." ”