The sun was very good on the day of the township test, but Mu Qing had already arrived at the door of the mansion and waited at the door of the government in the morning light.

Because it's summer, it's the end of summer, but this year's summer seems to be particularly hot, and the morning is better, but gradually the sun rises and it is very baked. It is estimated that the examiner is also afraid that the candidates will suffer from heat stroke outside, after all, most of the students are weak and cannot withstand the toss, so they move the supply and demand of the examination to the gatehouse at the entrance of the government.

Go in one by one, and then check it out, which not only completes the face of the reader, but also allows the waiting person to stand next to the wall without having to endure the heat.

Mu Qing had already opened the door when he came, and it stands to reason that there should be fewer people, but looking at the past, there was still a long queue, and it was very boring to see.

It stands to reason that there should be few people in the township exam, but this time it is a little crowded because it is two candidates who are taking the exam together, and because of the previous unsuccessful show. Mu Qing asked Annu to go back and wait for him, and he would pick him up in the afternoon, but he stood there and looked left and right, and found that there was an acquaintance standing in front of him, so he walked over with the exam basket without hesitation.

"Money Owner's Book." Mu Qing saluted.

Master Qian looked Mu Qing up and down, and saw that he was in good spirits, so he nodded: "Go in, don't miss the hour." As he spoke, he patted him on the shoulder, six times very gently.

Mu Qing lowered his head, answered "yes", and then retreated into the team.

Master Qian walked back to the gate of the mansion, but Mu Qing lowered his head and pursed his lips slightly. Qian Zhushu is the person who Dong Zhifu relies on in the government, and if there is anything, it is naturally Qian Zhushu who is the first to get the news, although Mu Qing did not deliberately inquire, but he still went through the door of Qian Zhushu.

According to the prior discussion, Liuxia is the sixth person among the bachelors guessed by Mu Qing.

Meng Shikun, bachelor of Hanlin Academy. His name may not be well known, but his ancestors have produced a well-known celebrity, Meng Haoran.

Mu Qing has seen too many celebrities in this era change careers, from poets to wine fairies, from officials to fishermen, which is amazing. But Meng Haoran was just like Mu Qing remembered, never working for the rest of his life, and returned to the countryside. The life circumstances are not as bumpy as those of another time and space, but this talented man still has no intention of pursuing a career, and he has opened the precursor of the landscape pastoral school. And after him, many of his children and grandchildren did pin their ideals and ambitions on the official road.

But perhaps because of the teachings of their ancestors, the Meng family has been decent and open-minded for generations, although there are no officials with great authority, they are also peaceful and happy, and people are respected.

Mu Qing went through the poems and articles of this Meng Shikun that he had read before, and roughly figured out the clue.

Pure and clean, back to basics.

Mu Qing secretly kept these eight words in his heart, it seemed that this time he was going to throw away those flashy embellishments and flattery that exploited loopholes.

After waiting for a while, he finally had to enter the door, and Mu Qing walked in with the test basket and steps. Although most of the good positions have been taken by people, at least they are better than last time. Mu Qing looked left and right, and fell in love with a tent near the courtyard wall, and when the sun came up, the trees outside could also help block it, which was not bad, so he walked over.

If you have more experience in the exam, you won't be in a hurry, Mu Qing sat cross-legged, closed his eyes slightly and waited. Because he couldn't see with his eyes, his ears were much clearer, and he could faintly hear the chirping of birds, insects, and the whispers of people not far away.

"Brother Wang, if you help me this time, if it becomes me, I will definitely be paid to you. You can also tell the brothers and help me with this. ”

Mu Qing's eyelids moved, and when he opened his eyes and looked to the side, he saw a candidate poking his head out and pushing the person next to him and muttering. Because Mu Qing sat not far away from them, he could hear clearly and see very clearly. I saw that the person who spoke was a slightly chubby middle-aged man, holding a thin crystal sheet in his hand, and was talking to the person next to him.

Mu Qing raised his eyebrows slightly, looking at the scenery and looking at the things in his hands.

This thing is probably ground out with crystal, which can enlarge things, and now there is a way to cheat is to engrave the words on the grains of rice, and you can see the handwriting when you put this crystal piece on it.

A while ago, so many people listened to the examiner's information, probably for this. But unlike Mu Qing's speculation and guessing the examiner's preferences, they directly found the gunman to write an article, and then brought it in, cheating openly.

Mu Qing retracted his eyes, but he took the things on the table back into the examination basket, carried it out of the shed, looked left and right, and picked the empty seat farthest away from them, with four or five rows of people in between, but this shed was completely exposed to the sun, and it was hot to look at.

But Mu Qing did not hesitate to open the curtain and go in, and lowered the curtain, so that a shadow was cast.

It is also that person's ability to bring the crystal piece in, Mu Qing will not report him, and it will not benefit him from reporting him, that person has broken off his career in the imperial examination in this life, and he is afraid that he will really carry a knife to kill him.

But Mu Qing couldn't help but care, after all, Du Luo, who had already suffered from the disaster of the pond fish, was there, and Mu Qing didn't want to gamble on his future.

If it's far away, even if the fire burns, it won't burn him, and he won't care if that person is cheating or not.

Hot spots are hot spots.

After a while, the volume was sent down, and Mu Qing looked at the topic and muttered for a long time, and then picked up the pen to make a draft. Scribble, alter, and after all the writing is done, you have to go through whether there are taboo words and sentences, and you can copy them only after they have been corrected.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the examination room. Mu Qing frowned slightly, put up his pen, stretched out his hand to lift the curtain, and saw more than a dozen errand servants escorting seven or eight people outside, each of them stuffed cloth in their mouths so that they couldn't make a sound, pity those who were already thin and weak, they naturally knew that the sky was falling, and they couldn't even walk, but they were dragged away by the errand servants.

The leader is the slightly chubby middle-aged man, who is very tearful and wolf-like.

Mu Qing blinked, but suddenly reached out and pulled down the curtain, holding the pen, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If he hadn't had an extra heart just now, he would have been dragged away now. The strict rules of the examination room but whether you are involved in cheating or not, as long as you are taken away by the relevant people around you, you will never be allowed to enter the examination room.

If Douro hadn't met a nobleman, I'm afraid he would have been able to mix in the market for the rest of his life.

Mu Qing closed his eyes slightly, calmed down, gritted his teeth and continued to pick up the pen to write on the scratch paper.

Meditation, meditation, meditation......

I wrote two words several times, and finally made my hands no longer tremble.

Mu Qing exhaled and continued to copy, but his left hand was quietly rubbed on his lap, and it took a long time to wipe off the sweat on it.

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Yongning Palace is a relatively remote palace, originally just a flower pavilion, but because the master Liu Guifei here is rising step by step, it is expanding bigger and bigger. Because it is adjacent to the lake, a water pavilion was built next to it, called Hanlian.

More than 20 years ago, there was its first owner, the Yuan family.

At this time, Concubine Yuan is no longer what she used to be, and she is no longer the little nobleman who is thrown in the harem and no one looks down on her, and she has long had the ability to hold the main position of the first palace, but she still lives in this small water pavilion.

Concubine Yuan is usually a simple person with a simple temperament, and she has been harmed many times over the years, but after Li Qianyu was born, she was drugged in confinement and could not give birth again. The emperor took pity on him and was unwilling to let her go out to be trampled on, so he promised her that she only needed to go to the queen on the fifteenth day of the lunar month to say hello.

It was the fifteenth day of this day, and Concubine Yuan got up early and passed the word on.

"Is there any news from the emperor?"

"Back to Niangniang, the letter uploaded by the prince this morning, the slave maid has left it on the table for you."

"Bring it to me and see."

The letter was enveloped in the simplest envelope, and Concubine Yuan looked over it, but found that the color of the wax seal was not quite the same as what Li Qianyu usually used. Concubine Yuan's eyes darkened, but she didn't show it, and she still smiled happily.

I tore open the envelope, pulled the letter out of it, and unfolded it to look at it.

'After a few years, my son misses ...... very much'

Concubine Yuan stared at the letter, crying for a while and laughing for a while, which provoked the slaves and maids next to her to wipe their tears, just as her master missed her child, and her mother's heart was very strong.

"Go down first, and I'm going to pray for me." Concubine Yuan pulled a handkerchief and wiped her eyes, then waved her hand, and waited for all the subordinates to withdraw before she sat up and entered the small Buddha hall with the letter.

Slowly kneeling on the futon, Concubine Yuan took out the Buddhist scriptures and looked through them slowly. His eyes were staring at the letter next to him, and he was drawing a pen in his heart.

Farewell, page 13, seventh word.

Counts, fifteen pages, sixth word.

Er, page 8, word 9.

Counting and drawing, and then carefully comparing in the Buddhist scriptures, in the end, a complete paragraph was pieced together.

'My son is fine, don't read it, I can see my mother in a month, put the medicine into the ink, and hope that my mother will be careful. ’

Concubine Yuan slowly closed the Buddhist scriptures, got up, lit the candle in front of the letter Buddha, and then put it into the copper furnace next to her. Seeing that it burned to ashes, Concubine Yuan put the ashes in a handkerchief, wrapped it and carefully put it in her arms.

She knelt down again and kowtowed deeply to the Bodhisattva.

Bodhisattva, if there is retribution on me, it is good, only that my son's great wish will come true.

The author has something to say: Meng Haoran, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. His real name is unknown (one says that he is known as Hao), a native of Xiangyang, Xiangzhou (now Xiangyang, Hubei), and is known as "Meng Xiangyang". Haoran, less good and righteous, happy to help people in trouble, work in poetry. Forty years of traveling to Beijing, Tang Xuanzong chanted his poems, to the words of "not only the master abandoned", Xuanzong said: "Qing does not seek to be a teacher, I have not abandoned Qing, so why accuse me?" Because he has not yet been released, he lived in seclusion in Lumen Mountain and wrote more than 200 poems. Meng Haoran and another landscape idyllic poet, Wang Wei, are collectively known as "Wang Meng". ——Quoted from Du Niang

After Mu Xiaoqingxiang finished the exam, it was a matter before going to Beijing, and he was finally going to the capital