In the sixth year of Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, 1633 A.D., September, 癸酉. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shaoxing Mansion.

In an open space outside the Zhengyang Gate, a large group of people were circulating, all of whom stretched their necks and stood on their toes to look in. Wu Yu kept muttering, but others couldn't understand a word.

After getting closer, I saw that today was the triennial big competition of Shaoxing Mansion.

This so-called Dabi is neither a township test nor a spring festival, but an activity spontaneously initiated by Wu Chinese Moke, similar to the skills competition of the Women's Qixi Beggar's Festival. Although it is not an official office, the judges of the guests invited by Dabi are all literary masters. If you can stand out in the big competition and get a good reputation, you can not only raise your eyebrows among the students of the county school, but if you are lucky, you can also get the recommended place, and even the township test will be exempted.

Although Yang University is old, he has a good reputation in the court, and he has lectured for the crown prince.

At this moment, Scholar Yang, who is over the age of old, is worried about the ring.

Qian Yi, the lone seedling of the big weaver in Jiangnan, is now on the stage, this Qian Yi is a straw bag on weekdays, but his father Qian Lao likes to be vassal, and he insists on letting him participate in this big competition, not only to participate in this simple way, but also to have a ranking, which must be good-looking.

As soon as Master Qian's proposal came out that day, no one present dared to object, after all, almost the entire Shaoxing Mansion belonged to their Qian family. Originally, this thing was easy to do, but Mr. Qian was extremely upright, and he completely disdained to take the side way, he just wanted to prove to the world that their old Qian family was not all copper-smelling, and he wanted Qian Yi to win a good ranking in a dignified manner.

However, now, looking at Qian Yi, who was still lying on the scroll and scribbling back and forth in circles after half an hour, Scholar Yang had doubts about his near-perfect life for the first time.

In fact, in order to take care of Qian Yi, this question has been made as simple as possible, as long as he can write one, two, three within the specified time, even if it is just one or two sentences, they can give him a good ranking. It's just that the degree of waste wood of this Qian Yi is much beyond the imagination of the judges, although he can't see his scroll clearly with his back to it, but judging from the bright and stiff back, this kid definitely didn't write.

After the time limit is over in a blink of an eye, according to the usual practice, after the contestants have handed in the papers in public, the judges should mark the papers in public to evaluate the rankings. Looking at the dense pile of rolls in front of him, Yang Zan was thinking about how to give Qian Yi a good ranking, when the adjutant next to him handed over a roll. He just wanted to ask what was wrong with this volume, but the next moment he almost didn't pop his eyes out.

At the end of the big competition, the top one and two places are still Gu Jiuhe and Wang Zhongji, the talented sons of Wuzhong, and everyone has no objections to the rankings of Gu and Wang, and the strange thing is the third place.

To everyone's surprise, the third place in the big competition turned out to be Qian Yi, who was unlearned and unskilled, instead of Chen Zilong, who was expected to return to the previous competition! No one present did not doubt it, but the other people's scroll just made people unable to make mistakes, except that the writing was a little ugly.

In the words of Scholar Yang Zhan, the article is beautiful and depressing, especially "Spring is already pitiful, and it can eliminate a few storms; The tree is still like this, the most pity is a piece of the country", the heart of the community, but unspoken, a word of the world's great events.

In fact, having said that, it doesn't need to be said that Qian Yi won the third place, even if he was given the first place, no one dared to say anything clearly. Dare to offend the old Qian family of Jiangnan weaving, don't you plan to wear clothes in the future?

Putting aside the flattery in the past, this is the first time that the old Qian family has been praised for being cultured, and the other party is still a respected bachelor, and the old man Qian was so happy that he almost knelt down on the spot, his heart was hot, and with a wave of his hand, he directly sent a house in the west of the city to Qian Yi as a reward.

The business of the Rifle House in the city is just right.

Tea guests come and go, most of them are literati who come to Dabi today. Xia Yejin picked up a seat hidden behind the pillar and sat down, ordered a pot of tea, ordered a plate of candied fruit, and was about to take a sip of tea slowly, when the lobby suddenly became noisy, and before she could see what was happening, a figure rushed to her like a whirlwind.

With a "snap", a string of brand-new iron keys slapped on the high square table, Qian Yi looked at her condescendingly and said, Count it on.

So generous?

Seeing this key, Xia Yejin's first thought was that it was a pity that this house was too big to take away, otherwise her antiques this time would have been lost. I don't know if this house will still be there in a few hundred years, but even if it is, it has nothing to do with her, I'm afraid it has long been protected as a cultural relic protected.

So Xia Yejin raised his head and glanced at him, and said Master Qian, you have no sincerity at all, what's the matter with just giving me a key, do you want me to be sent into the yamen as a thief?

"No, with me, who would dare to treat you as a thief!"

Seeing the other party's heroic appearance, Xia Yejin couldn't help but want to laugh. Fortunately, after oolong so many times, Gong Chenshi finally relied on it this time. It's just that the identity of this mission, she is afraid that she will have to dress as a man from beginning to end. Every time she is so relieved and bold to let her pretend to be a man, I don't know if Gong Chenshi is too confident in her acting skills, or if she really looks like a man?

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Li Linlang, the eldest lady of Li Yuanwai's family in Shaoxing Mansion, and Chen Zilong, a talented man in Wuzhong, were childhood sweethearts since childhood, and the two were happy.

And the money in front of him is this Cheng biting gold.

The two only met once at this year's begging festival, but Qian Yi could never forget Li Linlang's face, but it was a pity that Li Linlang had already cherished him, and he didn't have a good impression of him at all.

But Qian Yi has not been affected at all, and it is still a soft grinding and hard bubble full of tricks every day.

Coincidentally, Chen Zilong was running around worrying about his future during those days, and he had no time to take care of Li Linlang. After many unsuccessful attempts to find him, Li Linlang was forced to marry into the Qian family under the pressure of his mother Li Wang.

When Chen Zilong came back, he found out about it, and joined Li Zicheng's peasant army in a fit of anger and left Shaoxing Mansion.

After marriage, the two were happy for a while, but unfortunately Li Linlang was not in good health, and died of miscarriage in less than a year.

Later, the peasant war broke out at the end of the Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng led the peasant army to sweep through China, Chen Zilong was already a henchman under Li Chuangwang at that time, he held a grudge against the Qian family, thinking that it was Qian Yi who killed Li Linlang, and led the army to wash the Shaoxing Mansion in blood, and executed all 55 members of the Qian family. Qian Yi was even beheaded in public, and his head was exposed to the sun on the city gate of Shaoxing Mansion for seven days. (To be continued.) )