On the last day of the exam, the room was already full of all kinds of smells, eating, drinking, and sleeping, all in such a room, and after three days, it was quite devastating. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Rao is Fang Zhongyong's patience is not bad, and on the last day, there is also a great urge to hand in the papers in advance.

There are still four questions, the draft has been typed, and only neat transcription remains, even if it is completed.

Two days ago, Fang Zhongyong, who did eye exercises every time he finished writing two questions, was so smoked by the smell in the room that he just wanted to get it done quickly and left the room.

Submitting the paper in advance is not necessarily to pretend to be forced, or it may be smoked to the point that it is not good.

At this time, the gang of gentlemen who were in a hurry finally waited for their own gunman answer. After quickly changing their respective answer sheets, they relaxed and handed in the papers and left.

When Fang Zhongyong walked out of the Tribute Courtyard, it was noon, and the sun was shining on the door of the Tribute Courtyard, and there was a dazzling white flower.

Under the almost direct sunlight, the shadow of the person becomes extraordinarily small.

Jian Jiao had already waited at the gate of the Gongyuan in advance. The professional attitude of a professional driver, who is more professional than a professional driver, moved Fang Zhongyong very much.

"Congratulations to Childe for finishing the exam." Jian Jiao stood next to her white horse, took the half-empty food box test basket in Fang Zhongyong's hand, stuffed it into the cloth bag on the horse's body, and then jumped on the horse and pulled Fang Zhongyong in front of her again.

"After the exam, Jiao Niang, what do you want to eat, let's go and have a good meal today," Fang Zhongyong said with a smile with a kind of laziness and joy that he had completed the task: "Let me go back to take a shower and change my clothes first, and then, call Yue Wen's group of guys to go together." ”

"It doesn't matter what you eat," Jian Jiao said with a smile while holding the reins of the horse behind Fang Zhongyong and driving the horse slowly forward: "It's the day after tomorrow, the martial arts has reached the last round, it must be exciting, and it is still on the school grounds, so you can go and watch the battle." ”

When Fang Zhongyong heard her say, he was also interested, so he said: "It's okay, let's go to see Wuju tomorrow, go back tonight, and have a good time first." ”

While the two were talking, the Shaanzhou accent behind them sounded heartily: "Brother Zhongyong, let's go to 'Xunfang Pavilion' together tonight to get drunk." ”

Fang Zhongyong turned his head and saw Sima Guang with a sunny face, looking at him with an old friend-like gaze, and couldn't help but be slightly surprised in his heart:

If he said that he used this kind of look for Sima Guang, after all, he had a sense of familiarity with the characters based on the historical understanding of later generations, but why Sima Guang used this look on himself, Fang Zhongyong was confused.

Did Wang Anshi introduce himself? Or is Sima Guang a self-acquainted person by nature?

Speaking of Sima Guang, a prodigy who smashes the cylinder with himself and Wang Anshi, Fang Zhongyong's attitude is not particularly positive:

Comrade Sima Guang in history played politics as a cover, and he also played etiquette and religion, although he left a first-class history book, he was not a first-class player like Fan Zhongyan, who made future generations sigh at his first-class personality.

Whether it is the territory that the generals have worked so hard to fight, Sima Guang will return it to the barbarians without saying a word; or the impeachment of female sumo wrestling performances is immoral; Or on behalf of those groups whose interests are touched by the New Deal, they will make a big personal attack on Wang Anshi -- Sima Guang's practice in the second half of his life is somewhat disgraceful.

As for Sima Guang's rather noble first half of his life, in Fang Zhongyong's opinion, there are also many strange and unreasonable points, and he can't figure out what kind of player he is, and he always feels that this person gathers because of profit, disperses because of profit, and cannot be deeply acquainted.

But now that the historical celebrity Sima Guang is so enthusiastic, Fang Zhongyong is not easy to refuse. So, let Jian Jiao stop her horse slightly, turned her head back, beckoned and smiled:

"Little brother will have a banquet in Yue Wenzhai tonight, if Brother Sima likes it, welcome to come to the Burrow for a gathering."

This refusal was very tactful, Sima Guang laughed, and his dark heart clicked on the praise of his colleagues: He is worthy of being a talent who wrote "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", and he has two strokes.

……

Not long after Han Qi returned to Beijing as an official, he already hated the ruling of the old people group in Beijing.

He succeeded the former Prime Minister Lu Yijian's first stroke, Gao Rune, and succeeded him as the right director of the Zhiyuan Academy.

He is young and vigorous, but he is holding back a lot of fire, the old people are stubborn, and they don't do good things all day long, so they almost let him learn from Fan Zhongyan Fan Xianggong again, and make a "Hundred Officials Map" to impeach them.

Qian'er and Xia Zhu were drinking, and during their conversations, they always felt that this person was a little strange.

Xia Zhu wanted to win himself over, but Han Qi felt that there was nothing abnormal. I am in the position of the right secretary, and the cats of all the officials are within the scope of supervision. Moreover, this Xia Zhu had a very close relationship with former Prime Minister Lu Yijian, and he may have planned to restore Lu Yijian.

But Han Qi and his group of friends still went, for no other reason, just because they couldn't bear the "old man group" anymore, and it became a common wish to overthrow the old man group.

It's just that after overthrowing the old man's group, Han Qi's preferred candidate for repetition is naturally Fan Zhongyan and Fan Xianggong.

And Xia Zhu's jumping must be someone who supports Lu Yijian.

Han Qi walked through the streets and alleys, but he heard the commotion near the Gongyuan, and a large group of lifters gathered at the door, making trouble.

There is still a day before the release date, why is there a fuss? Han Qi was very surprised in his heart.

When I walked over, the people who had already distributed a large number of poems and propaganda papers came up and distributed them to themselves.

Han Qi looked at the pile of manuscript paper in his hand, all kinds of poems satirizing the fraud in the field were secondary, and the amazing thing was that the list had not yet been released, the top ten list had been determined, and there was even a detailed draft of what kind of volume would enter the top ten.

Every word, vividly.

Han Qi looked at it, and his heart sank rapidly.

Is this this year's exam question?

Why, isn't this the topic that Xia Zhu talked about when he was invited that day?

He felt a suffocating sensation of being pulled into the pit. Not only him, but also the friends of the Zhiyuan who went with him that day, have they all been dragged onto the thief ship?

……

In the past few days, Renzong Zhao Zhen's mood has been extremely happy.

Since the death of the little prince, I haven't been so happy for a long time.

Because he heard about this test, Fang Zhongyong would also refer to it, and he heard Ouyang Xiu and other Hanlin scholars say that this person is quite talented and learned, and he will definitely be able to come to the palace for the test.

Zhao Zhen has high expectations for this meeting:

It was a book friend in a high position, and he was looking forward to a god-level writer.

It was a lonely man, and he was looking forward to a capable minister who seemed to be able to understand his inner voice.

It's like ...... in "Journey to the West", Tang Seng's expectations for the Supreme Treasure......