Counting nine cold winters, when the real cold season comes, the Qinhuai River will be covered with a thin layer of ice after nightfall, but before the sun rises, the diligent woman has already broken the ice and pounded clothes. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The first snow in Jinling came a little earlier than usual. The whole ancient capital of Jinling is shrouded in a white expanse.

The snow didn't stop the pace of travel.

Yuejiang Tower is located in the northwest of Jinling City, bordering the Yangtze River, looking at the past is not a heroic.

The four elders sat around the table of eight immortals, and the sound of mahjong was staggered.

There is a charcoal pot burning in the house, and it is much warmer.

"Yan Gong, this ......"

"Mahjong."

"Yes, where did you get this mahjong Yangong, it's so interesting?" The three mountain masters of Wende College played cards with great interest, and seemed to have found the fun of mahjong.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "The stinky boy who finally sent it to the academy made it out." ”

"Hehe, no wonder."

"Yes."

Seeing that the three of them didn't look very shocked, Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't that stinky boy stab Lou Zi in the academy?" ”

"Yan Gong take a look, these are some articles written by Chen Zhice recently."

Wang Yan took the dozen pages of manuscript paper handed over by the one-eyed dragon, flipped through it roughly, sighed lightly from time to time, and asked in surprise: "Is this really written by Chen Zhice?" ”

"That's right. Chen Zhice's three-plate axe, Yan Gong has worked with him for several years, and he must know very well how difficult it is to be able to change the thinking of a pedantic person, but unfortunately, the one you sent to the academy did it. ”

Wang Yan snorted, originally thinking that Lin Lan would grow up in the world and not be blocked by those pedantic scriptures, but he didn't expect it to be such an ending.

Seeing Wang Yan was also surprised, the smiling tiger touched the mahjong in his hand, looked at the six roads, hid a mahjong card in his hand, and said: "Look at Yan Gong's surprised appearance, don't you even know this son's ability?" ”

"Aside from writing a few stinky poems, what can he do?"

Scarlang laughed twice and said, "Indeed, the poem stinks so much that even Master Qin is full of praise. However, Yan Gong can know why the master of arithmetic has been so active recently? ”

"Well, I've heard of that. Wang Chuan's recent arithmetic research is quite lively, I heard that he also opened a big lecture hall in Jinling? And the newly compiled algorithm book is even more popular, and when he was the head of the household department, he never saw him have such a good brain. ”

The one-eyed dragon was silent for a moment, and said faintly: "Now, Wang Chuan is already the student you brought to the academy, this is already an open secret of the academy, and Wang Chuan is still very happy. "He played a card a little absent-mindedly.

"Huh...... WhewW...... Hoo! The smiling tiger's eyelids rolled up, "Dihu, I'm sorry for you, give money to money." ”

Wang Yan glanced at the one-eyed dragon, his nostrils were panting, is this guy blind in the other eye!

"How did this happen?"

Wang Yan leaned back in his chair, as if the charcoal basin was burning a little hot, making him feel stuffy. He slowly got up and stood beside the bed, facing the river in the distance, as if thinking about something.

"I have to ask you where you got the wickedness. Now that the master of Wende Academy has become a student, and the student has become a master, this joke is so funny that it is estimated that it will make ...... When you learn about it, you won't be able to cry or laugh. ”

Wang Yan stood for a moment, as if he felt too cold, and covered up the paper window, "What about Zhang Bentian?" What did he say about Lin Lan? ”

"Hey, a demon is a demon. He is proficient in everything that others can't, and what others can easily get, he is overstretched. Historiography is a mess, and now it is considered a small income, barely making a living, and will no longer talk nonsense. As for the scriptures, Zhang Bentian said that the idea of breaking the topic can always be unique, and this is the article...... Flat. ”

"Yes, that's good."

"Huh?" Scarrou was a little puzzled.

"No one is perfect, and no gold is barefoot. If he is proficient in everything, don't you think such a demon is too terrible? Wang Yan took the tea brewed on the side and tasted it slowly.

"What about the others? What's going on? ”

The one-eyed dragon said: "The six who live in the single building may have difficulty worshipping under the Yan Gong Sect a year ago. ”

"Unemployed."

"Huh?" Scarrou exclaimed again.

Wang Yan put down the teacup in his hand, raised his head and said: "That's right, the six of them are going to participate in the Spring Festival next year, with the ability of a few of them, it is not difficult to enter the academy and the first, in this case, this performance examination may as well be regarded as the end of their unfinished college graduation." ”

"Isn't that a bit abrupt?"

"The idea of wanting to worship under my disciple, plate the protégé of God's master, and ascend to heaven in one step is very good, but their ability cannot keep up with the beautiful idea."

The smiling tiger smiled and said, "There are your blood relatives there." ”

"Zi'an, is it? He is too hypocritical, for fear that others will not know that he is a gentleman. Such a seedling may be very good at acting on the spot, but to break into the officialdom and gain a firm foothold, there is still a lack of steadfastness and wisdom. ”

"In one word."

Wang Yan squinted his eyes, looked at the hot tea on the tea cup, and said, "It's so decided, let's set off." ”

The snow was heavy, and the road was sparsely populated, adding two new ruts.

……

……

Ha.

Pang Zongyao sighed at the telescope, carefully wiped it with his cuffs, and looked out the window again.

"Nineteen, why did I say that we rented this small building when we were the poorest?"

Lin Lan looked at the quiet snow in the mountains, as if time and space had stood still, and said: "The performance examination is coming, if you want the fish to take the bait at this time, you must give him enough opportunities to move, you say that we are always hanging around in the wing, can they move and bite the bait?" ”

"Okay, nineteen. If you want to be captured, if you become a criminal officer in the future, it is estimated that from under your nose, no Jiangyang thief can slip away! ”

Lin Lan was wrapped in a large black and brown cloak, looking like a falcon with its wings retracted, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Fourteen years old, reading upstairs, Hou Haomiao used a piccolo to play a leisurely tune, setting off the snow scene, very pleasant. After a minor tune, Hou Haomiao asked, "Nineteen, what is our building called?" ”

"It's called...... Courtyard bar. Lin Lan said.

Hou Haomiao nodded and said, "The strength of the four people, the courtyard, it's good." ”

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In the Gentleman's Building, the prince hugged Meng Zong affectionately, dusted off the snow on the shoulders of the person in front of him, and wrapped one hand around Meng Zong's waist.

"Zi'an, don't do this." Meng Zong tilted his head shyly.

Wang Zi'an grabbed Meng Zong's chin and said with a wicked smile: "What? Shy? As he spoke, he was already leaning closer to him.

In the Gentleman's Building, indescribable things are happening. The snow was vast, covering his vision, but he couldn't hide the sound of low breathing, if Lin Lan saw it at this time, it was estimated that he would have spicy eyes.

While!

While!

While!

Three crisp golden bells rang.

Everyone let go of what they were doing.

Four yellow flowers bloomed in front of the courtyard, and several people hurriedly held oil-paper umbrellas and slowly walked towards the main hall of the academy.

In the gentleman's building, the two hypocrites were disheveled, dissatisfied, and shouted disappointment.

The green bamboo house on the opposite side, dressed in clothes and hats, walks slowly. In the wind and snow, the man raised his head, covered by the wind and snow, and he whispered softly: "Thirty and stand." Thirty years old......"