Heavy snow is falling, and there have been several heavy snowfalls in Bianjing this year.

In the temple, some ministers said happily that the snow will be a bumper year and a bumper harvest in the coming year, but some ministers said worriedly that the snow disaster is serious, and it is more difficult to govern the north, and there are dozens of nearly 100 beggars who have frozen to death on the streets in Bianjing City alone.

The ministers were divided into two factions and debated for half an hour about the snowfall, one was the minister close to the imperial family, and the other was the minister headed by Prime Minister Li Gang.

Zhao Ding sat on the high dragon chair, his joy and anger were invisible, and he was not annoyed at all, he just wanted to see the ministers arguing with each other, and it was best to fight with red faces, roll up his sleeves and fight in court.

Since Xu Xian came back from the Laba Poetry Society, he has been immersed in hard reading, so that he has no time to think about the love of his children.

Time is in a hurry, soon Chinese New Year's Eve has arrived, the first day of the new year has passed, and soon the Lantern Festival has arrived.

There are various poetry meetings during the Lantern Festival, and Xu Xian received a lot of invitations to poetry meetings, and he chose a more famous poetry club to participate.

After all, "ignoring things outside the window and only reading the books of sages and sages" is just a realm, which does not work on the road of the imperial examination, and the scholars must be famous, so that the big people above will notice themselves, and then increase the chance of winning the list, and the future career will be smooth.

"Thousands of trees bloom at night in the east wind. More blows down, stars like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance. The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night.

Moth snow willow golden wisps. The laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him thousands of times. Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. ”

This poem "Qingyu Case: Yuan Xi" is a word released by Xu Xian at the Lantern Festival Poetry Conference, which shocked the audience on the spot, and spread throughout all the poetry meetings that night, making countless talented people have no intention of composing poems.

In the next few days, "Qingyu Case: Yuan Xi" spread all over the streets and alleys of Bianjing, and even the big people above had heard of it, and for a while Xu Xian's name made people cocoon.

After the Lantern Festival, the imperial court officially resumed the court meeting.

At noon on the same day, a news came that the world's scholars were excited, and the prime minister Li Gang wrote a letter to beg the imperial court to agree to Enke, and the emperor Zhao Ding was also moved and was discussing it.

The so-called Enke, that is, every time the imperial court celebrates, a special examination is held, that is, it breaks the convention of the imperial examination once every three years and adds an additional imperial examination.

This is a great joy for the world's scholars, and it means that they have one more chance.

For a time, there was a lot of discussion in the world.

In the country, everyone is talking about it, after all, they are one of the most direct beneficiaries.

Xu Xian listened carefully to the discussions of the scholars, and according to the words of the scholars who were related to the family, the main reason why he suddenly wanted Enke was that after recovering the northern territory, there was a shortage of talents and he urgently needed to inject fresh blood.

"That is to say, this time, Enke, as long as he is admitted to the Jinshi, he will basically be directly awarded the official position, and there is no need to wait." My grandfather was a scholar of the Ministry of Officials, and he was very sure, "However, he can only serve in the northern counties." ”

"Can only serve in the northern counties?" Many scholars hesitated.

After all, the northern territory has been occupied for decades, and it has just been regained for a few years. It's okay in Fucheng, but the situation in the local counties is worrying, the people's livelihood is withering, and it is difficult to govern.

After Xu Xian heard this, he was also hesitating whether he wanted to participate in this Enke.

It's not that I'm afraid of being an official in the north, but I'm worried that I'm not talented enough.

Originally, he planned to study hard for three years before taking the township examination.

"That's it, let's talk about it then." Xu Xian shook his head and decided.

A few days after the news of the imperial court's request for Enke spread, a gossip spread through the avenue.

"Hanwen, have you heard?" A well-informed scholar whispered to Xu Xian.

Xu Xian was inexplicable: "What did you hear?" ”

"The county lord of Fengle is the niece of the current emperor and the daughter of the eldest princess," the scholar gossiped.

When Xu Xian heard this, he immediately asked nervously, "What's wrong with the county lord of Fengle?" ”

"I heard she's a monk." The scholar gossiped and said, "I heard that she was going to be married to Wang Yun, and she was the one who dared to slander the reputation of the two court ministers, and finally became stupid in shame, your opponent." The county lord of Fengle refused to agree, and then became a nun. ”

"She, she, she...... Why don't you say it? Xu Xian's mind was blank, his words were incoherent, and his heart hurt very much.

Seeing Xu Xian's abnormal reaction, the scholar couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Hanwen, what's wrong with you?" ”

"I ......" Xu Xian reluctantly came back to his senses, and forced a forced laugh to hide, "I just think it's a little pity." ”

"Not really!" The scholar felt the same way and said regretfully, "I heard that the county lord of Fengle is beautiful and virtuous, kind-hearted, and never does domineering things......"

Xu Xian didn't want to listen to the scholar's praise of Tang Wanrong, what kind of person Tang Wanrong was he knew best, he interrupted and asked, "Where is the Fengle County Lord monk?" ”

"I don't know about that. In fact, whether it is really a monk or not is just a rumor, not necessarily true. The gentleman said.

Xu Xian stood up and said quickly, "I'm in a bit of a hurry, let's leave first", and without waiting for the scholar to react, he hurriedly walked away.

Walking out of Guozijian, Xu Xian called a carriage to go to Liaofu.

When he arrived at the gate of Liaofu, although he did not pay his respects in advance, he had visited Liaofu twice after all.

During the Chinese New Year, on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, he greeted Liao Jin as a junior, and Liao Jin met him again.

Therefore, when Xu Xian proposed to the doorman to meet Liao Xueyan, the doorman helped inform him without saying a word.

It didn't take long for one of Liao Xueyan's personal maids to come out and enter Xu Xian.

After entering the Liuxiang Garden, seeing Liao Xueyan and greeting each other, Xu Xian said: "Third Miss, I heard that the lord of Fengle County has become a monk, I don't know if it's true?" ”

"You care a lot about the county lord of Fengle?" Liao Xueyan asked rhetorically, looking at Xu Xian with a somewhat strange gaze.

Xu Xian said solemnly: "I dare to treat the county lord of Fengle as a friend, and my friend has had such a big change, so I can't help but care." ”

"Well, it's true." Liao Xueyan sighed, "If I am going to become a monk, no, I will not become a monk if I run away from home." ”

Xu Xian immediately asked, "Where did she become a monk?" ”

"Pure Voyage Temple, temporarily lead the practice."

"Thank you, Miss Three. In the next farewell. Xu Xian waved his hand and immediately turned around and left.

Liao Xueyan was obviously stunned, and shouted at Xu Xian's back: "Hey! Feed! What is your attitude? ”

It's a pity that Xu Xian only had one thought in his mind, to find Tang Wanrong and persuade her not to become a monk, but to promise her at any cost.

Seeing Xu Xian leave in such a hurry, Liao Xueyan pursed her lips and snorted in a low voice: "Stinky Xu Xian, what qualifications do you have to care about the county lord of Fengle?" You are already married, do you still want to marry the county lord of Fengle as a concubine? Even if you haven't gotten married yet, the county lord of Fengle is not something you can dream of! ”