Despite being ridiculed and ridiculed, Shi Jingqi still looked half-drunk and half-awake, and he didn't say a word of rebuttal, as if he had already lost his sharpness. It's just that the Wind Without a Trace Nine Refining Yin Yang Gang has become a small success, although he has not seen any miracles, but his ears and eyes are no longer a problem, he clearly heard the middle-aged man muttering: "God has no eyes, even if you don't give me a chance to show my ambitions, I can't even find a confidant, His Royal Highness is known as a virtuous king, but he only treats me as an ordinary person, and even his servants can't tolerate me, meat eaters despise, it seems that it is really providence!" ”

Feng Wuxian was surprised in his heart, it turned out that what this person said was that he had been a guest in the third brother's mansion, which made people wonder, it stands to reason that according to the third brother's talent, such a talent should not be let go casually. Just as he was thinking about it, Fan Hengwen, who was by the window, suddenly spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen, even if this Mr. Shi did something wrong in the past, he was so cynical, it seems that I am sorry for the name of my scholar who is known as a scholar of the Ming Sutra and the reasoning, which is very contrary to the way of the sage's education. Moreover, those who can be officials do not necessarily have talents and virtues, otherwise how can the saints advocate clean government today? How can the people suffer from harsh government? What is that Lord Min, people in the world have commented that Mr. Shi was quick to talk about back then, if this matter is investigated, then isn't Lord Min too small? Yixi's words were eloquent, and several people at the same table nodded again and again, obviously appreciating Fan Hengwen's move.

Feng Wuxian glanced at the young man with a righteous face, and couldn't help but praise in his heart, those who can speak up at this time must be upright, but it's a pity that this kind of person is not easy to accept, it's a pity.

As soon as Fan Hengwen said this, the surrounding people suddenly lost their voices, not because they were afraid of this person, but more because they were afraid that people would laugh at him for his narrow-mindedness, in case such a notoriety spread to the ears of the examiner, wouldn't he be asking for trouble? Even Shi Jingqi raised his head curiously and glanced at it, then shook his head in self-defeat, and poured a whole pot of wine into his mouth, Feng Wuxian could clearly hear his low muttering: "It's a pity, just like me back then, I am a reckless scholar, alas, I'm afraid that even if I become an official, it won't last long, it's a pity!" ”

It's a pity that there are two in a row, Feng Wuji's heart can't help but feel a little strange, and he subconsciously glanced at Fan Hengwen again, coincidentally, his eyes just fell on Shi Jingqi's eyes. From the moment this young man in fancy clothes first entered the door, Shi Jingqi could see that this person was extraordinary, and he couldn't help but think of the scene three days ago.

It was also such a sunny and sunny spring weather, but Shi Jingqi's mood was like sinking into a bottomless abyss, he listened to the advice of his classmates and friends back then, and went all the way to Beijing to join the three princes with the name of "Virtuous King", who would have thought that he would end up like this.

"Mr. Shi, our palace is too small to accommodate a talent like you." It was Zhao Qi, the head of the palace, who spoke, with a sneering smile on his seemingly humble and loyal face, "The prince said, Mr. Murong in the backyard has a half-division with him, and he is a famous Confucian in the world, since you don't even pay attention to his old man, the prince doesn't dare to give in, here is a hundred taels of silver tickets and a letter of recommendation, His Royal Highness is short of a doorman, you might as well try it." ”

The unusually mean words made Shi Jingqi's face turn blue with anger, and he wanted to snatch the damn letter of recommendation to smithereens, but reason told him that if he dared to do so, the middle-aged man in front of him would be happy to send him to Shuntian Mansion, and the mortal crime of blaspheming royal dignity could be easily deducted on his head. Therefore, he could only take the thin piece of paper with a smile on his face. Hmph, being a guest for His Royal Highness is really ridiculous, and the prince who can't even tell the difference between chickens and geese will need a doorman? The prince who still has the heart to sing and dance in the year of the famine, I don't know how many Confucians have been exhausted, and he has not yet been conceited enough to turn the tide. If it weren't for the fact that His Royal Highness had a good grandfather, I'm afraid the emperor wouldn't even knock him in the eye.

Walking alone on the street, Shi Jingqi only felt an unprecedented decadence, he was nearly forty years old, not to mention fighting for an official position, and even a wife room had not yet been settled. In the early years, his eyes were above the top, and the matchmaker stepped through the threshold, but he was pushed back by a righteous and awe-inspiring sentence of "country first, then family", and again and again fell off the list, not only was he discouraged, but those relatives and friends who looked down on people also avoided it. He still can't forget his father's unwilling eyes before he died, it was his own unfilial piety, not only tired his father to regret his life, but even the family property was completely ruined.

Ignorant and unconsciously turned the corner of the street, he found that there was a hexagram stall in front of him, an old man dressed in real clothes was sitting there half-asleep and half-awake, but there were two or three points of immortal wind bones. If it was usual, Shi Jingqi probably wouldn't care about this weird and chaotic thing at all, but at this time, he was too deeply injured, and after only hesitating for a while, he walked to the hexagram stall, and before he could explain his intentions, the old Taoist who was still staring at him just now opened his eyes, looked him up and down, and fell into a daze again.

Shi Jingqi was slightly annoyed, those dignitaries and dignitaries disdained him, and now even a fortune teller dared not take himself seriously, he couldn't help but raise his voice and shouted: "Fortune telling!" ”

"What are you yelling about!" Lao Dao was very dissatisfied with someone disturbing his good sleep, "I don't look like you are the kind of person who can be named on the gold list, but you are a poor sour, and you don't have any oil and water." The latter sentence was in a low voice, apparently to himself.

Shi Jingqi solemnly put a small ingot about one or two weights of silver on the square table, "Ask about the future." He said bluntly.

Lao Dao didn't know what to mumble, bent his fingers and calculated, and for a long time, he lazily spit out a sentence: "There are people in Baiyunsheng." Then he shut his mouth.

Shi Jingqi couldn't help but be angry, what kind of hexagram is this? This is a headless poem, let alone where to set it, it just doesn't understand anything at all, and there is not even a sentence of explanation. "Hey, it's good for you to make it clear, how can you be so divisive?" He shouted at the old way.

"What shouting!" Lao Dao glared, more fierce than Shi Jingqi, "I'm still a reader, I don't even understand the simple truth that heaven can't be leaked, what kind of bullshit sage book are you reading!" I saw him put away the hexagram stall three or two times, raised his head and looked at the sky again, "It's a pity that it's such a good day to make money, alas, it's not good to be a teacher, it's better to change places." ”

Shi Jingqi only felt ridiculous, what kind of medicine did he take, he actually remembered to find such a living treasure to tell the hexagram, forget it, get drunk to relieve a thousand sorrows, or find a place to drink.

After drinking for two days in the best Gaopeng Manzalou in the capital, Shi Jingqi, who was full of bitterness, overheard a few drinkers mention Yundu Mountain on the outskirts of the capital, and the sentence "There is a family in Baiyunsheng" that had long been forgotten was ghostly and thoughtlessly by him. Although he has been to the capital many times, and he has walked around a few times inside and out, he really doesn't have the leisure to appreciate the customs in a place like Yundu Mountain. It is precisely because of this that as soon as Shi Jingqi saw the golden signboard of Yiyun Pavilion, he made up his mind to stay here for two days. Coincidentally, on the first day, he met the person he was looking for.

Now is not the best opportunity, there are many people here, one is not good, the matter spreads, that young man may not necessarily offend the Third Highness for himself. While they were thinking wildly, a group of people slowly walked down from the third floor.

Shi Jingqi only glanced at it, and secretly shouted that it was not good, is there a way that the enemies do not get together, he only left the palace for three days, and he met this person again, is it really that his qi was too narrow back then? So far, I can only hope that the other party can turn a blind eye to such an inconspicuous scholar as himself.

Coming downstairs were a few foreign officials who had finished enjoying themselves on the third floor, and the one who walked in second place had a big belly and a red face, and he could see the usual commanding look when he looked forward to it, it was the Lord Min mentioned by the previous lifters.

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