But most of the students turned a deaf ear to the bell that was called, and they should play and slip away.

In the end, there were only a dozen or so people gathered in the Baoxia of the Discussion Hall, including Gao Yue, Liu Demu, Zhang Tan, and Wei Cigong.

Sitting opposite, for Wang Jian Si, Xiahou Zhiguan and other groups, mainly Taixue Hall and Simen Hall Yousi, Wang Jian Si saw that even if this group of students arrived, each of them did not wear dresses, so he could only shake his head and sigh, and then he first picked up the document and read out the "Twelve Years of the Great Calendar" in public.

This move is the "red-headed document" specially issued by the imperial court for the scientific expedition that year.

I only heard Wang Jian Si read: "The children of the public secretary Bailiao, people in Gyeonggi, scholars from other prefectures, etc., who revise the Ming Sutra and enter the scholarly industry, and are subordinate to the prison, official and scholar, are still carefully examined." The number of people sent, the son of the country, the Ming Jing, sent 250 people this year, and 30 Jinshi; Zongzheng Temple, sent 15 scholars; Jingzhao Mansion, 20 Jinshi; Dongdu, Tonghua, and Hezhong shall send no more than 30 Jinshi, and no more than 50 people will be sent to Mingjing; Its Fengxiang, Shannan East and West Road ......"

Here, Gao Yue saw with his own eyes that Zhang Tan, a seventy-year-old student of the old Guozijian, was already lying on the desk and snoring because he couldn't hold it.

Gao Yue was always listening to the reading of the case with high spirits, and he knew that although the official documents were very boring, there was a lot of effective information in them:

Now he understands why the former Wei Cigong said that this year's Guozijian is going to "Tongshan Mao", that is, "shaved head", judging from the content of this move, the annual scientific expedition Zongzheng Temple, Jingzhao Mansion and Tonghua Erzhou send the lifts, it seems that they have the privilege of priority and rank, plus the children of the Gongqing are openly listed, and the poor students of Guozijian cannot compete with them at all.

In addition, the number of people who take the Ming Jing exam is much higher than that of the Jinshi exam, which means that the probability of taking the Ming Jing subject is much higher.

Gao Yue's mind suddenly turned again, why did he participate in the Jinshi Department instead of the Ming Jing Department in the first place? You can also be an official from the Ming Economic Branch, why do you have to take a single-plank bridge?

Just as he was hesitating, Wang Jian Si had finished reading the example, and then he sighed and said to everyone earnestly, "In the past during the Kaiyuan and Tianbao years, there were thousands of students in our Guozijian, and those who were not born in the Guozijian were deeply ashamed. The ancestors of Guo Dynasty Gong Zhen, Cui Zhonglang (Zhongshu Shilang) Xiang, Fan Lishang (Ministry of Rites) Bing, etc., all learned from Tai Tai. Now after the funeral, the state of matter is pouring out, Minoru is in Shilu, with Jingzhao as the glory of the United States, with the same Hua Li City, do not give up the end, to practice China, so that in recent years, Jinshi and the first, the two prisons (Chang'an for the West Prison, Luoyang for the East Prison) are gone, sad and painful! ”

Just as Wang Jian Si was beating his chest, Wei Cigong snorted coldly beside Gao Yue, "It's a cliché! ”

Then Wang Jian Si kept babbling, nostalgic for the golden years of the past, and Wei Cigong interrupted him loudly, "Spring will be held in five days, and I will wait for the class, and ask the senior and senior officials to hold a deer banquet as soon as possible." ”

Wang Jian Si was a little embarrassed, and then stopped talking, and then stretched his head left and right, "What about Dr. Su?" What about Dr. Su? ”

It turns out that the host of the Luming banquet has not come yet!

Everyone was busy looking for it, and another doctor replied, "Dr. Su's house is out of cooking, and the children are waiting to be fed, so I went to Kunming Pond early in the morning to net fish." ”

Wei Cigong's dissatisfaction became even louder.

At this time, Gao Yue heard a long sigh outside the wall of the hall, and he happened to be sitting by the window, so he followed the voice. I saw a tall and handsome scholar, dressed in white and standing outside the wall with a black gauze hat on his head, spying on everything in the hall, probably thinking that Sven was sweeping the floor, at this time he and Gao Yue looked at each other, and the scholar looked at Gao Yue and left in a hurry.

Under the plain screen, in order to make up for it, Wang Jian Si personally presided over it, but before the sacrificial vessels such as the beans were arranged, Wei Cigong stepped forward and uncovered the curtain on the sacrificial plate, and there were two gourds inside.

"The township drinking ceremony, obviously the sacrifice should be used in Shaojiao, but now there is no sheep's head and no pig's head, and two rotten gourds are used to deceive." Wei Cigong angrily accused.

Wang Jian Si was so angry that he couldn't speak, but Xiahou Zhiguan retorted at Wei Cigong, "The entire Taixue doctors and teaching assistants have to rely on planting vegetable gardens and fishing for raw fish to make a living, where do you tell us to find a young prison?" ”

During the quarrel, seventy-year-old Zhang Tan lay on the desk and never woke up, and it was estimated that he was not only dazzled, but also almost deaf in his ears.

The township drinking ceremony eventually turned into a farce, and Wei Cigong was afraid that he would also be punished for "insulting the industry chief", while Gao Yue and Liu Deshu took the opportunity to slip out of the court.

Liu Demuro held the scroll and said, "There is no need to waste time with the virtuous brother, we will go to the Fenyang County Mansion now!" ”

Guo Ziyi's house is not far from Qinren Fang, the south of Wubenfang is Chongyi Fang, the second south is Changxing Fang, and the opposite of Changxing Fang is Qinren Fang.

When the two of them walked to the front of Qinren Fang, they saw that the mansion of the King of Fenyang was really extraordinary, occupying half of the square, the traffic outside the house was full of traffic, the river was endless, and the white flags were lined up outside the house wall, and the dignitaries and palace servants who came to mourn were filled with the alley, and Gao Yue and Liu De couldn't squeeze in at all.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" In the narrow Yongxiang open to the outside of the Fenyang Palace, several bearded men in mourning clothes, carrying buckets of water or carrying cloth bags on their backs, drank through the crowd blocked there, and walked out, "Don't let people go out to fetch water and rice?" ”

Gao Yue had an idea, thinking that these people should be all domestic slaves in the palace, so he stepped forward to talk, "We are not here to mourn Mrs. Huo Guo, but to report to the secretary of the king of Fenyang on important matters, can this be regarded as a shortcut?" ”

A tall and majestic-looking man who took the lead looked at Gao Yue with a face full of disbelief, "I don't know how many people come in and walk through the Fenyang Mansion every day, I see that you two are also one of them, leave quickly, don't look for it." ”

Liu Demuro was so frightened that he was about to retreat, but was stopped by Gao Yue, and then Gao Yue continued to change his smiling face, and handed the famous thorn they had prepared to the man carrying the bucket, "We are both students of the Guozi Eunuch, and we are by no means rats." ”

When the man heard that they were students, and saw their clothes, his tone was a little loose, so he gave the barrel to another person to carry it, and ordered, "Lao Bai, you go to the mill, and this group of mourners will continue to surround them, and I am afraid that they will not be able to eat until nightfall." ”

Then the man led Gao and Liu into the narrow and long alley.

There are two or three people staggered on the left and right of this Yongxiang, and when you look up, you can only see a glimmer of the sky, and Liu Demu, who is a little claustrophobic, pulls Gao Yue's sleeve tightly.

After walking about fifty steps, a small window opened on the wall of Yongxiang, and a young woman poked her head out and looked condescendingly at the big man leading the way, "Hey, Li Huaiguang." Did you ask you to buy the rouge gouache you brought with you from the market? ”

The man raised his eyes, bowed and replied, "Little county lord, I'll bring in a guest, and leave the things you want to Bai Yuanguang and them to do." ”

"Hurry up, then." When the little lord had finished speaking, he closed the window.

Hearing this conversation, Liu Demuro almost didn't bleed, and shook even more violently next to the wall of Yongxiang.