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"If you grind again, don't think about eating today!"

The overseer said something in a hurry, but Ji Dong didn't understand, and the above statement was guessed by Ji Dong from the man's expression.

Ji Dong and Wang Xiu (Aunt Xiu) are now slaves on the island, and they were obviously selected to go down to the south of the Yangtze River, but they somehow got here, they are not familiar with the place, the language is not compatible, and the two of them don't know where they are.

After drifting on the sea for nine months, even if Ji Dong is stupid, he knows that this place is not Jiangnan. At this time, he has long since lost his fair-skinned and handsome appearance, he and Wang Xiu are black like a pair of Kunlun slaves, and they can only see each other when they show their teeth at night.

As soon as he got off the boat, Ji Dong immediately thought about leaving here, a wild place, not to mention Jiangnan, not even Xihenggou Village!

He was so bent on escaping that he wasn't even ready to ask for Wang Xiu. As a result, he couldn't escape, and was tied up and hung on the cliff for a day and a night by several local natives, so frightened that he begged for mercy again and again, and then he was imprisoned in the slaves' pens, with copper handcuffs on his feet, and worked day and night.

Fortunately, the rash on her face that couldn't get rid of it allowed Qingli Wang Xiu to escape the fate of being confined, she was okay, she was assigned to the kitchen, but she also had to do rough work and heavy work, but compared to Ji Dong, who was exposed to the sun every day and risked his life to mine, it was good enough.

Clutching his rough palms and touching the joints that are getting taller and taller, Ji Dong made up his mind to escape, he is still young and can't be rubbed to death here, but how to escape?

Ji Dong squinted and observed the surroundings, where they lived, there was not even a roof, like a sheepfold, surrounded by fences.

There is no winter here, even if it rains, it stops for a while, and when the sun shines, it dries quickly.

So, let's start by learning the language, isn't there an old saying, knowing yourself and knowing your opponent is the only way to survive a hundred battles?

Ji Dong made up his mind and walked towards the slaves.

On the third day of April, Mr. Ji took several children to Qingzhou Mansion.

This year, Shandong Province has changed its new academic policy, and the Weixian students who went to Laizhou Mansion for the exam in previous years were transferred to Qingzhou Mansion, Qinglan was very happy, Qingzhou Mansion was closer to Weixian, and it was not far from the mountain, it was a fun place to go.

Start early in the morning, walk quickly for an hour to arrive, if you walk slowly, half a day is enough.

As usual, Thirteen and Xiaobao went to the front to run the horse, and this time Mingyu also joined in and rode Xiaobai away happily, it was difficult to say who was more excited between him and Xiaobai.

"Master," only Qinglan and apprentice were left in the carriage, "why did you let me take the Xiucai exam?" Qinglan has wanted to ask for a long time, and she has been holding it back.

"Guess." Xiao Nizi finally couldn't puff up, Mr. Ji's lupine scarf, the day in early April was not too hot, this fan was used by him to pick flies and start the fire.

"I guess Master wants to train his apprentices." Qinglan's face did not change, and she rolled her eyes in her heart with a smile, Master, Master, you don't believe in "becoming famous as soon as possible", right?

"Guess again." Mr. Ji didn't even look at the apprentice, thinking that she must be slandering herself in her heart.

"Uh... Master, is it that the strategy I wrote last time is okay and feasible, do you think that not participating in the scientific examination will bury the talents? "Qinglan is under the teaching of Mr. Ji, and in the tempering of Thirteen and Xiaobao, her face is getting thicker and thicker.

Mr. Ji finally turned around and took a serious look at the apprentice, yo, his face was not red and his heart was not beating, "Your article, just answer it according to the teacher's correction." ”

"Yes. Master, has this new Fang Xuezheng been to Weixian? Qinglan asked in a different way.

"Hmm." Mr. Ji nodded, yes, he has made progress, and he has learned to beat around the bush.

"Did he come to visit him?" Qinglan carefully observed her husband's expression - it seems that she is in a good mood?

"Hmm." Mr. Ji definitely informed.

"Did he ask Mr. for something?" Qinglan's nervous heart beat faster, and she is about to know the point!

"Hmm." Mr. Ji is still jumping out of a single word.

What will a dignified student of politics ask for from Mr.?

It must be – improve the quality of teaching!

"Is he... Invite Mr. to teach in the provincial capital? Qinglan felt that she was close to the answer.

"Not bad." Mr. Ji smiled faintly and said two words in a pun.

"He, he really invited Mr. to teach in the provincial capital?!" Qinglan was a little confused, and her first reaction was: What should she do with Xiaobao?

Mr. Ji reaffirmed his head.

"Master, did you promise him?" Qinglan stared at Mr. Ji nervously, for fear that he would say an answer that he couldn't accept.

"Guess." Seeing that the little apprentice was so nervous, Mr. Ji was in a good mood for no reason.

Qinglan thought about it seriously, she has been accustomed to this way of getting along, Mr. adheres to the educational philosophy of Master Confucius, "If you knock big, you will make a big sound, if you knock a small knock, if you don't deduct it, you won't make a sound", if you want to know the answer, you have to think first, break the casserole and ask in the end, you don't ask, Mr. doesn't answer, where do you ask, Mr. replied.

Thinking of this exam, Qinglan had the answer in her heart.

"Master agreed, didn't he?"

Mr. Ji's face was like a spring breeze, "Yes." ”

"Which academy did the gentleman go to?" Qinglan asked, but in fact, what she was thinking was, which academy will we go to in the future? "Taishan Academy?" Qinglan couldn't hold it back, and asked tentatively.

Mr. Ji nodded again.

Qinglan was overjoyed and surprised, her eyes widened, and she covered her chin, is it really Taishan Academy?! The best academy in Shandong?!

Mr. Ji was amused by the apprentice's expression, and told him seriously: "Take these two exams well." You know what the latter means.

Qinglan nodded happily, Mom! It's too open~~~ If it weren't for the carriage, she would have jumped a few laps to celebrate.

Qingzhou Mansion is located in the west of Weixian County, surrounded by mountains on three sides, plains in the east, and a Nanyang River runs through the east and west.

As a historical city, Qingzhou is much more prosperous than Weixian - a kind of restrained prosperity.

After entering the city, the neat stone road shows the rhythm of the ancient town, the road is spacious, the small shops on the street are bright and clean, and the street shuttles back and forth from time to time selling persimmon cakes and groceries, and the people come and go in neat and simple clothes.

"Sir, let's eat here!" Xiaobao was as cheerful as a bird out of the cage, pointing to a two-story building on the corner of the street.

Jiahe donkey meat, Qinglan and Thirteen glanced at each other, Xiaobao, a typical carnivore.

Seeing Mr. Ji nodding, Xiao Bao rushed to the opposite side like an arrow and beckoned to Qinglan Thirteen: "Hurry up!" Or there will be no place! ”

Thirteen is also hungry, anyway, why does he always feel hungry lately? I started to get hungry an hour after eating, well, I must have been infected by Xiaobao, a foodie!

This time to Qingzhou Mansion for the exam, in addition to the staffing of the last spring outing, Master Ding sent two more family members, and at this time the family members led the horses to the backyard, where there was a place for the horses to rest.

Qinglan has never eaten donkey meat, and in her impression, donkey skin can be boiled with glue, but as for donkey meat, she has never dealt with it.

There was just a table on the second floor, and a few masters and apprentices went upstairs, and the shopkeeper had already cleaned up neatly, so a few people were invited to sit down.

Recently, more and more students have come to Qingzhou Mansion for the exam, and the host does not dare to slack off, who knows if the next case will appear in the store!

Qinglan likes to sit by the window, while waiting for the food, she leaned sideways on the windowsill and looked out, and found that there were very few women on the street, except for two old women, there were almost no women.

Donkey meat is made first, as long as it is sandwiched in the fire, you can eat, in addition to donkey meat, several people also ordered some stir-fried vegetables, two soups, Mr. Ji asked for a bowl of rice.

"Little second brother," Qinglan called Xiao Er, who served the food, do women in Qingzhou rarely go out? "Why can't I see a woman on the street?"

The little second brother showed a mouthful of white teeth, "Today is Fairy Day, there is a gathering on Yunmen Mountain, and most of the women have gone there!" ”

"Cloud Gate Mountain?"

"Yes, walk five miles to the south, you can see the mountain gate, the foot is fast, you can climb back and forth in half an hour!" After the little second brother finished speaking, he added a circle of tea to everyone.

"What is Fairy Day?" There is a lively to see, Xiaobao naturally will not let go, he swallowed the fire in his mouth and picked up another one.

Xiao Er put down the teapot and seemed to be happy to explain to Qinglan and the others, "There is a temple of the Heavenly Fairy and Jade Maiden on the mountain, and originally there was only a statue of Bixia Yuanjun erected in it. The little second brother touched his head a little embarrassed, before his mother gave birth to him, he went to the ancestral hall to worship, "Didn't we have a Dong Yong here..."

Dong Yong is from Qingzhou?

The four children looked at Mr. Ji in unison, and the latter nodded invisibly.

"Legend has it that the seven fairies, when they were forced to return to Heaven, left from here, and later people here set up an elephant for her in the ancestral hall, saying that they were asking for marriage." Seeing that the guest didn't ask again, Xiao Er saluted and turned to leave.

Xiaobao is a little discouraged, begging for a son and marriage? He doesn't even need it, what he wants now is to make the exam questions simpler and bless him to pass the exam!

"Shall we go and see?" Qinglan proposed, "Let's not ask for that, just climb high and look far away, relax and relax." After speaking, he waited for everyone to express his position.

Mr. Ji didn't speak, a few children ate in a regular manner, this donkey meat is really full of flavor, the taste is salty, and it is just right to be sandwiched in the white flour fire. Qinglan likes their chili oil the most, and when she eats it in one bite, it looks like she has swallowed a "big red robe (explosive battle)"!

After the meal, Mr. Ji said to eliminate food, and Qinglan understood that this was to climb the mountain to go to the birds~~~

The first place where a few people passed by was Fuxue, and at noon, the students went out to forage for food, and the school was quiet.

"Sir, are we taking the sixth year of junior high school here?" Xiaobao looked around curiously, and the school looked like this.

"Well, the college exam is also here." Mr. Ji reminded the two children that Fang Xuezheng would also come to Qingzhou to inspect and personally preside over the college examination.

Qinglan has no curiosity about schools, most of the schools are almost built, there is nothing to see, it is better to go climbing.

At the foot of the mountain, there are many people, very lively, and all the shops are selling the four treasures of the study and antique jade.

Mr. Ji likes seal carving, and a shelf has been specially prepared in the study to put all kinds of famous stones he has collected.

Under his influence, Qinglan also knew a lot of stones, and he could carve them himself, but his technique was not sophisticated enough.

Once rich in red silk stone here, red silk stone inkstone was listed as the first of the "four famous inkstones" in the Tang and Song dynasties, and had the reputation of "getting this stone, all the inkstones are placed in the Yan and do not look back", and it is one of the best varieties of Lu inkstone.

But also because of the prestige, overmining, the stone mine is almost exhausted, it is difficult to find outside, Mr. Ji came to Qingzhou this time, planning to find some good red silk stone.

Maybe it was a rare opportunity, Mr. Ji picked up two large baskets full of two baskets and was still unsatisfied, and finally Qinglan persuaded him that he would stay in Qingzhou for a few more days, and he was not in a hurry for this moment, so Mr. Ji reluctantly put down the stone in his hand.

Yunmen Mountain is really not high, and it is only more than 400 meters by visual inspection, which is incomparable with Gongga Snow Mountain and Siguniang Mountain that Qinglan climbed in later generations.

The steps are not wide, the road is smooth, but there are too many people, most of them are women, and Mr. Ji and the others are very abrupt.

Xiaobao was a little embarrassed, but when he saw so much food for sale, he quickly ignored this strangeness.

"To eat or not to eat?" Xiaobao squeezed between Qinglan and Mingyu, holding a meat skewer in his left hand and bean curd in his right hand, and the family in the back also helped him share a few things.

In other words, don't you have a stomachache when you eat while climbing a mountain?

Seeing the two friends refuse, Xiaobao was a little disappointed, but fortunately, Thirteen was very face-saving and took a piece of silver melon.

The top of the mountain is a flat land covered with rocks, with dandelions in the cracks of the stones, and often small insects such as centipedes.

"Xianggong~" A soft girl with a slight accent from the Shu family's hometown was talking to her husband, and the sudden voice made Qinglan shake goosebumps, and there were also people around who looked sideways.

"Qianqian, don't worry, I will arrest the head of this case." I don't know if this prime minister is really talented, or if he shows his majesty in front of his wife, or if he speaks to someone.

Some people around whispered, this young man surnamed Shi is really a famous talent in Qingzhou, and there is no one who doesn't know it!

Qinglan sneered, it's really funny, people who read sage books can still say such things in public, exams are not comparisons, and reading is not for exams!

She was going to change directions, and it was a terrible sight to have such a person.

Some people couldn't listen to it anymore, and a student with a Chinese face said in a voice that everyone could hear: "The frog at the bottom of the well is arrogant!" ”

Shi Xianggong immediately blew his hair, and glared angrily at the national character face: "Who are you talking about!?" ”

"Who recognizes whom." The face of the national character is cool.

"Hmph, it's just jealousy..."

"Jealous of you?" The national character face interrupted Shi Xianggong's words, "Jealous that you married the rags that the Wu family can't get rid of?" After speaking, he glanced at the woman beside Shi Xianggong.

The Wu family? It won't be Wu Qianqian, the daughter of Wu Fuhu in Gudi Town, right? Qinglan feels that the world is so small.

"Xianggong, don't be like a mad dog, let's go." Wu Qianqian wanted to pull Xianggong away with a weak heart.

"You name it!" Such an obvious gesture, Shi Xianggong would be stupid if he didn't understand it anymore, his angry face turned blue, and he let the national character face explain in public.

"I said it clearly enough, why, didn't Aunt Wu tell you? Then I'll leave it to you and your wife to talk slowly at night! Guozi smiled at the two of them with bad intentions, turned around and brushed his sleeves away.

"Mommy?" Qinglan glanced at Shi Xianggong, who had a green face, tsk tsk, is there such a big cheap son at such a young age?

"Go home!" Shi Xianggong squeezed out two words from his back molars, and strode down the mountain without looking back.

"Xianggong, Xianggong, you wait for me!" Wu Qianqian hurriedly chased after her, no longer looking delicate just now.

The relationship between the students in Qingzhou is really complicated, Qinglan touched her nose, where are you going to go next? Oh yes, Fan Gongting! (To be continued.) )