Chapter 123: Fu Mingxuan

Since then, Wen Ling has to behave properly, behave elegantly, and talk generously whenever he sees him. Thinking of this, Mu Sheng chuckled. It's a lifetime at a glance, and that's probably it.

"Brother Mu, what are you laughing at?"

"Nothing, the weather was nice today. Now that the autumn season is about to begin, and there are many students from other places who have also come to the capital, I wonder if Ling'er is interested in going to see it? ”

Wen Ling pointed at herself, "Me? People like me who haven't even read the Four Books and Five Classics, don't join in the fun! ”

"It's fine, just go and see. Let's go, save you from suffocating at home. ”

Since October, Wen Jinyan and Wen Jinghan have been a lot busy, one is the chief examiner, and they need to review and issue questions. The other has to protect the safety of the Imperial City.

Wen Jinghan, as a small commander of the Praetorian Guard, not only has to check the safety of various places every day, but also protects the safety of this group of pillars of the country, and also ensures that no thieves will enter the capital to make trouble.

Wen Ling changed into men's clothes and went out of the house with Mu Sheng. On the streets of Beijing, you can see students writing poems and paintings, and even more so, students from not very well-off families set up stalls on the streets to sell their poems and paintings.

The two entered a teahouse, and everywhere was full of students who had entered Beijing to take the exam. The two sat down, Wen Ling was a little puzzled, and asked in a low voice, "Brother Mu, what are you doing here?" ”

Mu Sheng smiled mysteriously, "Look, you'll know later." ”

After sitting for a while, Wen Ling didn't know what Mu Sheng had brought her to this teahouse, and when she was bored, she heard a sound of footsteps coming from the stairs, Wen Ling turned her head to look, and saw several people dressed as students go up to the second floor and sit down in the hall near them.

Mu Sheng whispered to Wen Ling and said, "Ling'er, look, this is the group of people I'm waiting for." ”

Wen Ling was puzzled, "Them, what's wrong with them?" ”

"Do you see the one among them who is dressed more modestly?"

Wen Ling took a closer look, and sure enough, there was such a person in the middle of the group, sitting alone in the corner, everyone else was drinking tea and talking and laughing, only he was sitting there honestly. If Mu Sheng hadn't reminded her, she wouldn't have noticed the existence of such a person at all.

Looking at the group of people sitting with him, it is estimated that they are all rich sons. Those who came to the capital to find a way out, no matter how you look at it, don't look like students, but like a group of Sven scum dressed in the skin of students.

"Is he any different?"

"Yes, this guy is very talented, and he is likely to be the top three this year."

"So powerful, Brother Mu, isn't this your competitor? Did you bring me here because you wanted to know yourself and know that you would not be defeated in a hundred battles? ”

"Of course, but this is only one of them, the second is to listen to them talk about some things here every day that I have not heard of, their own views on national affairs, teachers often say, reading does not have to read dead books, a lot of knowledge is not in the textbooks, recently I have been drinking tea here, but I have heard a lot of different opinions, let me benefit a lot."

The two were talking in a low voice, when they heard the sound of "knock knock" on the stairs downstairs. This time, the footsteps were heavier, and it felt like the person who came was angry.

Sure enough, when the group of people went up to the second floor, one of them looked at the fierce tall man, pointed to one of the people who had just come up and said, "Ma Zhiwen, do you dare to compete with me?" ”

I saw a person standing up from the middle of the group, and when he heard this, he sneered twice, and opened the folding fan in his hand and fanned it twice before replying.

"Dare, what's not to dare? Hu/Biao, you are a defeated subordinate, where do you have the confidence to dare to provoke, since you are not convinced, let the master teach you a lesson, otherwise how do you know how wasteful you are? ”

As soon as the student named Ma Zhiwen finished speaking, the group of people who followed him began to laugh, Wen Ling glanced at it, and only the person who had been hiding in the corner listened to all this with an expression on his face.

"Ma Zhiwen, don't be too proud, if it weren't for Fu Mingxuan, you wouldn't be a fart, and you don't know a few words, why are you embarrassed to come to the exam? Don't lose all your face then. ”

"What's wrong? Fu Mingxuan is my dog, don't believe it, ask him, if it weren't for his mother kneeling at my house and begging my father to give him money to go to Beijing to catch the exam, how could he have a chance to appear here now, since he is my dog, help his master, what's wrong with me? ”

As he spoke, he used a folding fan to pick the chin of the person sitting in the corner, with a playful and joking look in his eyes, "Fu Mingxuan, did you say it yourself?" If it weren't for your wife kneeling at my door, I wouldn't have been able to take you to Beijing with me, would I? ”

Only then did Wen Ling know that this person's name was Fu Mingxuan. The family is so poor, and he can still cultivate such an excellent son, Wen Ling is a little curious, what kind of mother would insist on letting him study in such a difficult situation.

Books were very expensive in this era, especially the emperors of the previous dynasty who emphasized martial arts and light literature, so no one was willing to study at all in the previous dynasty, not the son of a family.

It was only after the Qi State that the scientific expedition slowly began to resume, so that the cost of books became even more expensive. Pen, ink, paper, inkstone, just these things for a month, it is very likely that ordinary people can live for several months.

Without waiting for Wen Ling to continue thinking nonsense, the big man named Hu/Biao had already walked to Ma Zhiwen's side, and Hu/Biao also brought another weak scholar with him.

"What? You're looking for such a weak chicken? Hu/Biao, let me tell you, if you lose when the time comes, don't cry with the master. ”

"Ma Zhiwen, do you dare to come? Cut out the nonsense and get straight to the point. ”

"Come on, come on, since you are in a hurry to be a defeated subordinate, this young master will fulfill your wishes."

I saw that as soon as the group sat down, Xiao Er sent pen, ink, paper and inkstone, it seems that someone in this inn should be the norm to compete.

"Brother Mu, what are they doing now?"

"They let their people write a piece of statecraft with a stick of incense, and then read it out to everyone to see who writes well wins.

The teacher said that Qi Guo had just founded the country, and this autumn was very likely to have exam questions on governing the country, so this group of students gathered here to listen to other people's ideas and learn more themselves. ”

Wen Ling saw Fu Mingxuan and another student. The two stood opposite each other across two long tables, and it didn't take much time to grind and lay out the rice paper. A stick of incense was also lit in the middle to keep time. The moment he picked up the pen, Wen Ling felt that Fu Mingxuan's temperament had changed.