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Fang Zhongyong said, looking at Wang Ziyue's room, a smile floating on his lips.

Chai Lin looked suddenly enlightened, folded the branches and leaves of an evergreen cypress tree in his hand, and said while fiddling with it: "That's simple, let her be like Ma Erya, write some drama books, won't you have it?" ”

"It's not good," Fang Zhongyong snatched down the flowers and trees that Chai Lin had climbed at will, took it in his hand, and knocked Chai Lin's head:

"Writing a drama book will amplify people's emotions, joys, sorrows, and sorrows, all of which must be sublimated by art. For Yue'er, it is not difficult to write some good female romances, but it is inevitable that she will be more deeply involved in it. This job is not the best choice for her. ”

Fang Zhong couldn't help but think of Sister Lin in "A Dream of Red Mansions", if Sister Lin started writing romance, it was estimated that a large number of well-known romance novelists would be laid off, right?

However, if Sister Ruolin worked hard to write a romance, it is estimated that before Jia Baoyu could disappoint her, her body was deeply saddened by her own sentimentality.

"So, what is the best choice for Yue'er? Also, what does it mean to be feminine? Chai Lin ignored Fang Zhongyong, and randomly climbed a half-withered sycamore branch and played on the ground.

"Female-oriented, refers to the market orientation of girls, young women, and wives as the main sales groups, simply put, it means selling to girls."

Fang Zhongyong looked at Chai Lin's unenvironmentally friendly behavior of destroying flowers and plants, and looked up at the sky again, there was no haze, and the pale sun smiled brightly:

"What is most suitable for Yue'er, you have to find out slowly, but for now, after Yue'er's health gradually improves, I plan to let her take charge of the distribution of money and food in the Fang Mansion first."

Chai Lin continued to keep his rush with a little lack of intelligence, or rather, because of love and care, he became sluggish and clumsy, and looked at Fang Zhongyong blankly, waiting for his next step.

"Like Yue'er, a lady like Yue'er, she has been at home since she was a child, and her mother will teach her how to manage the family and take charge of the family's servants and money. Although I don't know if Yue'er likes to be a housekeeper and a bookkeeper, I can be sure that she is good at this."

Fang Zhongyong looked at Chai Lin's ignorant face, and had to explain further:

"You see, after Yue'er got married, she lived with Zhang Jie Beppu and did not live with Zhang Kang's second elder, but although Yue'er was sick, all the affairs of the family were still in order, and the servants did not dare to trespass and fool around, and the money in the family came and went, and there was no deficit and bad debts - what does this mean?

It shows that Yue'er is a family, taking care of an account or something, which is a small meaning, and there is no Ya pear. ”

"Oh-" The expression on Chai Lin's face changed to "So that's what happened-"

"But it's just to pass the time for her, and what you really want to discover is what she's good at and likes. This kind of thing can constitute the fulcrum of her life and let her come out of the unhappiness in the past. Got it? ”

Fang Zhongyong said, turned around and walked outside.

A carrier pigeon that flew in, with a bamboo tube wrapped in a small note tied to its legs, fluttered and flew to Fang Zhongyong's side.

……

Zhao Zhen was wearing his bright yellow satin five-dragon embroidered shirt and lying on his side on the dragon couch. Next to her was the sleek Zhang Guifei who was being pulled, and she was letting Zhao Zhen play with every inch of her skin.

Looking at the lingering beauty in front of him, with a delicate appearance of anger and joy, for some reason, Zhao Zhen's heart suddenly remembered the champion scroll he had seen in the morning.

After an affectionate and touching border people's fu, it is a novel persuasion poem, and the last one is a pertinent astronomical theory.

After being determined as the champion roll, Zhao Zhen personally opened the name on the paste, looked at the three characters Fang-Zhong-Yong-, and jumped into his eyes happily.

In Zhao Zhen's heart, there was a burst of relieved ecstasy.

Fang Zhongyong's persuasion poems are almost different from all inherent routines, and others are nothing more than praising the importance of culture and education in the prosperous era, and expressing his willingness to dedicate himself to the cause of cultivating books and seals in this life. Only Fang Zhongyong expressed a desire and voice for the popularization of low-level education.

As for the celestial phenomena, Zhao Zhen, who really wrote directly word by word, was extremely excited, and he couldn't wait to immediately put out the list and paste the celestial phenomena on the faces of the group of old masters who pulled the celestial phenomena as emperors and immorality at every turn.

Thinking that tomorrow would be the day of the first Golden Palace Mission, Zhao Zhen's heart was full of joy.

……

Theoretically, the Golden Palace Roll Call is naturally the official roll call, but in practice, if there is a rehearsal before the official award ceremony, before the official Golden Palace roll call, there is also a little rehearsal of the nature of a small Chuan Lu.

Before the small transmission, the Ministry of Rites will send officials to notify the top 12 candidates, check their appearance one by one, and make sure that there are no strange appearances that affect the appearance of the city and the image of the country, and then issue the prescribed dress one by one.

The whole process is done, as if the show girl of the Qing palace opera entered the palace, one person and one person specially taught, teaching the relevant etiquette of participating in the Golden Palace.

After checking their identities from Donghua Gate, each person took a green plaque with their name written on it, and took turns to meet the emperor one by one.

Fang Zhongyong walked in front of the team, and his brand-new clothes were not ordinary Confucian shirts, but were already similar to the official robe style of reserve officials, but there was no color pattern that symbolized rank.

Look at the lifters around you, all of them are waiting for the leader's cordial reception and warm condolences, respectful, proud, and cautious.

Before the moment of the final Golden Palace, in fact, everyone didn't know the ranking, but they also knew in their hearts that the champions of the current department would appear among each other.

For the first time, this kind of rehearsal nature of the rehearsal is a kind of meaning, although there is also a meaning of asking the emperor to personally check the appearance of the top candidates, look at the faces, look at the conversation, and sift through people, but it is more of a rehearsal nature, so the atmosphere is not much tense.

The only person who was nervous was Sima Guang, who was standing in the crowd, because, when he woke up yesterday, he found that he had encountered a common problem for men of this age - changing his voice and making his voice hoarse.

It's not dumb in the morning, it's not dumb in the evening, it's dumb at this juncture, what kind of rhythm is this.

Sima Guang showed a sense of hatred for iron and steel, but seeking rebellion against the sky.

In the middle of the night yesterday, Sima Guangchun woke up in a dream, his underwear and pants were wet, hey, sixteen years old, if it was a real man, it would have been a happy event, after all, it was the first time,

However, with the problem of hoarseness, Sima Guang was a little worried about affecting his first interview ranking, and even affecting the final ranking of the Golden Palace.

People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete.

Sima Guang walked in the crowd, and his eyes inevitably glanced at Fang Zhongyong, who was walking in front.

Goals, although also in a positive sense, as the direction of effort. But inevitably, there are also some small flames of jealousy of "both Shengyu and He Shengliang", which slightly sprout in the invisible corners of the heart.