In the spring of the list, Huiyuan is Huang Qia, Qiu Wei is the eye of the list, Tanhualang is Mu to be asked, followed by the talented Lu Zuqian, Liu Zicheng brothers are all high school, Liu Zicheng is eleven in the first test, and Liu Ziyuan is trying seventy-one.

Zhenjiang Ziyi also high school, is taking the eighteenth place.

Zhang Guan, a student who Li Fengwu befriended, according to the historical trajectory, would not have been successful in this course, and the fact was indeed not successful.

Qian Xiangzu and Du Hui in Taixue also fell off the list.

Zhou Lun, the son of Zhou Bida, lived up to his father's title of the leader of the literary world, and also won the forty-sixth place in the main examination.

A total of 539 people were selected for the undergraduate main examination and the first examination, which was one of the largest number of people in the Southern Song Dynasty, only 15 fewer than the 554 people in the second year of Jianyan.

And now the temple test is not dethroned.

Although the gap between the rank and the origin, and the Jinshi is a bit big, but after all, it is the Jinshi of the Jinshi Branch, and the career is not based on talent as the reference standard for promotion.

Rather, it relies on political performance and connections.

Not long after the examination, it is the temple examination.

Save a few days to prepare for the many tributes.

With the end of the list of sons-in-law, the hustle and bustle of the list has entered the high tide in Lin'an Fenghua, and the sheng flute is heard everywhere, who does not sing and dance.

In Lin'an Menghua, Ouchi also spread happy events.

Under the edict of Emperor Zhao Gou, Li Fengniang, the daughter of Li Dao, was given the marriage of King Zhao Dan of the Qingyuan Army, and the wedding was held on March 17, the auspicious day of the Zodiac.

With Zhao Dan's wedding, Li Fengwu finally relaxed.

No one came to trouble him anymore.

Now Zhao Dian is busy currying favor with Li Fengniang, and Zhao Xuan is busy dealing with Zhao Dang, how can he be in the mood to deal with him.

And Tang Sihui, the left minister of the Great Song Dynasty, is worried about peace talks, and he doesn't have the heart to care about a small undertaker, no matter how you toss, in Tang Sihui's eyes, he is just a clown.

In fact, Li Fengwu has to thank Li Fengniang.

There is no Nuwa in the Great Song Dynasty.

But after Li Fengniang married into the palace of Prince Gong, Zhao Dian indulged in it and couldn't extricate himself, according to the grapevine rumors, Zhao Dian did not leave the marriage room for three days after the wedding, and the Taoist Emperor Fu Tan also presented the holy products for his use.

There are even gossip rumors that Li Fengniang's temperament has changed greatly after getting married, from the previous virtuous and gentle to the arrogant and domineering rouge horse......

Li Fengwu shook his head after hearing these gossip, the big Song tigress is cultivating.

But I'm not in the mood to pay attention to these, and it's a few days before the palace exam.

The palace test is not degraded, I can finally get a Jinshi background, and when I become a scholar doctor in the future, then I can go sideways in the Great Song Dynasty, and I don't have to worry about being robbed and killed by any monstrous disaster.

The end is cool.

Everything that should be prepared is almost ready, and Li Fengwu is determined to indulge for a few days.

Last time I returned to Jiankang in the spring, I was said a few words by Wen Qianmo, let me be outside, although it was romantic, but please take care of the family, I didn't dare to stay overnight in the summer warm flower boat, but you can still go during the day.

Besides, Li Fengwu has a new idea.

Since Xia Nuanyun plans to write about Liaozhai, why don't you take advantage of this and start your own business?

After Xia Nuanyun wrote Liaozhai, if you want to make a profit, you have to engrave and print, money is not a problem, the problem is that this matter cannot just be printed and printed.

Li Fengwu wants to start a book club.

This book club must not only have a writer like Xia Nuanyun, but also have a regular publication of its own: in other words, Li Fengwu wants to run a "newspaper" of his own in the Great Song Dynasty.

Of course, it is impossible to achieve immediacy of information in this era, but as long as it reaches a certain level of influence, this publication may become its own propaganda tool.

In the future career, the struggle against political opponents will play an immeasurable role.

For this reason, Li Fengwu rented a small courtyard next to Wutong Commune, preparing to use it as the base camp of the book club.

If you have a venue, you have to find someone.

Li Fengwu initially locked up one person: Zhang Guan, a student of Tai.

Running a bookstore is not something that can be done in three or two days, money, finance, space, and personnel are indispensable, and the first step of the bookstore is to establish the premise that Xia Nuanyun writes Liaozhai.

At noon on this day, after having lunch, Li Fengwu didn't care about spring sleepiness and walked out of Wutong Commune to West Lake.

Xia Nuanyun's flower boat was quietly parked on the shore by the broken bridge.

Li Fengwu boarded the boat, but saw Jin Po sitting on the first floor napping, and the second floor was very quiet, and no sound could be heard.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Jin Po opened her eyes and said with a smile: "The little official came really early, but unfortunately, Nuan Yun has been unwell in recent days and does not accept guests." The old woman was dazzled, her memory was not good, and she couldn't remember Li Fengwu.

Li Fengwu smiled, "It's okay, I'll take a look." ”

After speaking, he shouted softly: "Nuan Yun? ”

Jin Po wanted to say anything more, but she saw Xia Nuanyun looking down on the second floor, with a happy face, "It's a small official of the Li family, please come up!" ”

Li Fengwu stepped up the stairs.

Jin Po was stunned for a long time before she remembered something, smiled with a wrinkled face, and got up: "Nuan Yun, I'll go buy some ingredients and wine and come back." ”

Stepping on the familiar second floor, Li Fengwu looked at Xia Nuanyun, who was walking around barefoot to make tea for herself, and said with a smile: "Don't you have a rest?" ”

Xia Nuanyun brought the tea over, "No, I want to write the infant Ning chapter earlier." ”

Li Fengwu turned out to be a teacup, "How many years has the baby Ning chapter been written?" ”

Xia Nuanyun thought for a while, "Six or seven percent should be there, and in more than half a month, it may be able to be written." ”

Li Fengwu nodded, "That's feasible, I'll go find some storytellers tomorrow, and when you finish writing, we won't be in a hurry to engrave it, first make it a storyteller in the major tiles, and then engrave it." ”

Xia Nuan snorted, everything was only arranged by Li Fengwu.

There was some silence for a while.

After a long time, Xia Nuanyun asked, "How is the spring of the little official?" ”

Li Fengwu was thinking about things, and it wasn't until Xia Nuanyun asked for the third time that he came to his senses and said, "It's okay, don't try the top ten." ”

asked Xia Nuanyun to take the written content, Li Fengwu read it carefully, and then thought for a moment before saying: "The writing is not bad, but it feels a little rushed, and the character portrayal is a little not plump...... "After thinking about it, he said: "It's basically no problem." ”

The lack of novel culture in the Great Song Dynasty, even if it is not as good as Pu Songlin's Liaozhai, this infant Ning chapter is also an excellent story, and it should be able to achieve good results.

After all, Xia Nuanyun wrote a novel for the first time, and the requirements couldn't be too harsh.

After talking about business, Li Fengwu wanted to leave, and went home to rest and prepare for the palace exam.

However, under Xia Nuanyun's eyes that wanted to speak, Li Fengwu surrendered decisively, there are still several days left in the palace test, is it okay to indulge it......

Young, some are energetic.

There's a lot of time anyway.

picked up Xia Nuanyun and threw her onto the round bed, and said with an evil lewd smile: "Come on, come on, and fight for three hundred rounds, so as to teach you what it means to smash the Yellow Dragon and urge all the flowers to be destroyed." ”

Xia Nuan's eyes were like silk, and she was entangled like an octopus, "Really?" Why don't the slaves believe it......"

At the end of spring, it is still a good spring.

A pear tree pressed begonia. (To be continued.) )