Mozi didn't know what was going on, it seemed that Wu Jie had some achievements, and he was going to revisit the family affairs of the Wu and Tang families, this kid was already a demonic barrier.

Wu Jie didn't dare to discuss it with her again, otherwise, it would be another nag.

There are a total of three government exams in this issue, and there are still many days before the final list.

Governor Lin personally ordered Wu Jie to be the head of the undergraduate case, according to Shilin's rules, he was already his own teacher, and he should go to him to worship the door. However, we will have to wait until the list is released.

In front of me, I can only stay in the inn and wait for news.

Anyway, there is not much time to leave the hospital for the exam, and with this leisure, the surname Suo memorizes the exam papers in the inn.

In this way, I read seven or eight more books, and finally the results of the government examination finally came out. As expected, Wu Jie took the first place.

Considering that there are still more than 20 days before the hospital exam, Wu Jie did not return to Xinjin County, so he stayed in Chengdu for a long time to prepare for the exam.

Xinjin County was just a nominal hometown for Wu Jie in the past, and he grew up in Nanjing since he was a child, and he didn't feel much about this hometown. What's more, today's Wu Jieben is a young man living in a modern metropolis, and in comparison, the prosperity and liveliness of Chengdu are more in line with his appetite.

After winning the first place, the next step is to go to the teacher.

On the day the list was released, Wu Jie bought a lot of gifts and took the moth to find the prefect of Lin, but he was told that the prefect had gone to Luzhou Prefecture.

It turned out that after staying in Chengdu for a few days, Lin Tingchen, the younger brother of the Lin Governor's Mansion, was going to Yanjing to participate in the township test of Shuntian Mansion, and by the way, he married Lu Mansion. Originally, it was the fastest to go from Chengdu to Yanjing, cross the Qinling Mountains, and then go north along the Wei River, the Yellow River, and the Grand Canal. But Lin Gongzi was born in a rich and noble family, and he couldn't bear the hardships of the journey. After thinking about it for a while, I decided to take a boat to Luzhou, and then go down the Yangtze River, so that although the road had to be delayed for a while, it was also comfortable.

Governor Lin sent an official ship to personally send him over.

This time I went and I went back, and I had to say ten days.

Wu Jie had no choice but to put down the gift box and leave.

Chengdu's life is much more interesting than that of Xinjin, and it has won the first place, especially the article posted on the gate of Fuxue, which shook the whole Sichuan and has become the most dazzling new star in the Sichuan literary circle.

Not only the scholars of Chengdu Mansion not only visited the door, but also the literati of Jiazhou and Luzhou also visited.

The communication in Shilin inevitably involves holding literary meetings, eating freshly brewed rice wine, and discussing knowledge. At the beginning, Wu Jie also cheered up, but since ancient times, the literati were light, and the participants inevitably had to compete and be competitive. After doing this again and again, he was a little bored, so he wanted to find a quiet place to read a few books.

Yang Zongzhi is here.

Mr. Yuli came to Wu Festival for two main purposes. One is to ask Wu Jie to help compile his new book; The second is to let Wu Jie move to his house in Chengdu for a long time, and he doesn't have to worry about food and lodging.

Wu Jie has no interest in compiling a new book, his strength lies in the exam, a solid thing like compiling a book, if he doesn't have that knowledge, he won't be ugly, and it's a big deal to fight with Yang Zongzhi when the time comes.

As for going to Yang Zongzhi's house in Chengdu to live, anyway, it will be the hospital exam soon, and then the township exam, and the examination room will be set up in Chengdu. Now I go back to Xinjin, and then I have to run over to take the exam, which is very troublesome.

If you can live in Yang Zongzhi's house, it is a good thing, at least it can save a lot of expenses.

Yang Zongzhi's home in the new capital was raided as early as the early years of Jiajing, and now when he returns to his hometown, Mrs. Tang specially gave a three-entry courtyard in Chengdu to her brother-in-law.

This courtyard is quite large, it is the property of the Tang family, it is very clean and elegant, but it is a little barren, there is only an old man with rotten eyes in it, and it is so deserted that the door is full of birds, but he is not afraid of being disturbed.

When the moth saw it, he liked it in his heart.

Although she used to be a little maid in Nanjing, she was also used to living a rich life.

The little girl has never been so happy in her life as these days, seeing those noble scholars so respectful and respectful of their young masters, in a trance, it seems to have returned to the time when she was in Nanjing, at that time, the old man was still an official.

The sky is open, my Wu family is going to be revived again!

Wu Jie has always let this little girl go, but he couldn't shirk it, so he moved over with her. Anyway, this place now belongs to Tang Zongzhi, and it has nothing to do with the Tang family.

But after moving in, Wu Jie found out that he had fallen for it.

I thought that coming here could save the cost of living, but in fact, Wu Jie, a modern person who criticized the clothes of the ancients, has always spent money lavishly, and he is already a little embarrassed at hand.

But it didn't last a few days, but there were many people coming in and out of the yard one after another. There are engraving craftsmen, there are buddies in the bookstore, and there are students in the horse house.

Only then did Wu Jie know that this place was the place where Yang Zongzhi compiled and proofread the new book. The liveliness here is worse than that of an inn, and it is a headache.

I had no choice but to promise Yang Zongzhi, and I was embarrassed to leave.

Most of the students of Yang Zongzhi Academy are from the Tang family, and most of the newly recruited rising stars of Shilin have met at the poetry meeting, and everyone is an acquaintance.

Of course, because the relationship between Wu Jie and the Tang family was not awkward or embarrassing, they met each other and didn't talk much.

It's okay not to speak, but to see each other as if you don't see each other. Wu Jie simply lived in the most remote courtyard with Mozi, read books, wrote, drew a few strokes of Zheng Banqiao's bamboo, and then played a few games of backgammon with the little girl, which was also a happy life.

Yang Zongzhi is still teaching students in Xinjin, and the manuscripts of his new books are constantly being sent here for proofreading, then engraving, and preparing for printing and publication.

As a first-rate figure in Sichuan Shilin, Yang Zongzhi's manuscript was naturally sent to Wu Jie without landing.

Wu Jie casually flipped a few pages, and Yang Zongzhi's article was naturally very well written, but there was nothing new, it was nothing more than a set of traditional Confucian doctrines, what heaven and man sensed, what monarchs and ministers, I didn't bother to read.

The time has entered the fifth month of the lunar calendar, and the weather is as hot as a day.

The summer in Sichuan is not much different from Nanjing, both are just as hot and sultry, but as long as it is new and quiet, it is cool and breezy.

In the room, a pot of tea, a book, and a piece of sandalwood burned, which made people feel calm.

Moths are people who can't be idle, and since they lived in this small courtyard, they have been busy all day. Sweeping the yard for a while, watering the gardenia in the flower bed for a while, a small yard made her tidy. At this moment, she is standing on the windowsill, holding a paste bowl of window paper.

The midday sun shines in from outside, and people in summer are thinly dressed. The thin linen shirt seemed to be illuminated, and inside was a graceful and swaying body.

The wind blew, carrying with it the moisture of the fresh well water sprinkled on the ground, and the scent of roses.

Wu Jie was reading a copy of "Zhaoming Anthology", and when he saw this situation, he didn't feel a move in his heart: when he was in Nanjing with Mozi Yuanfang, he didn't seem to think that this little girl had any benefits, she had a flat body and was a match girl. I didn't expect that it had only been a few years, and it had already been so moving.

"Look at what, look!" glared fiercely, and suddenly found Wu Jie's hot gaze, and the moth, which had always been spicy, was about to get angry, but suddenly twisted. The little face was slightly red: "It's not that I haven't seen ......"

But his voice was lowered.

The atmosphere in the room was a little ambiguous, the fragrance of roses was stronger, and I don't know if it was the smell of flowers or the body odor of moths.

Wu Jie was impulsive, and couldn't help but reach out to hold the moth, and didn't speak, only looked at her with a smile.

There was a sound of footsteps at the gate of the courtyard.

Yang Zongzhi walked in with a large stack of manuscripts in his hand.

Wu Jie hurriedly stretched out his hand and hugged the moth off the windowsill, and said with a smile: "Be careful not to fall." ”

Moth bit her lower lip and glanced at Wu Jie, her eyes flowing.

"Mr. Yuli has been saying that it is good recently, living here with Mr. has caused you trouble." was bumped into by Yang Zongzhi, Wu Jie was a little embarrassed, but asked him first.

Yang Zongzhi handed over a letter and said, "Shizhen, this is a letter written to you by your mentor Kochi County. Kochi County knows that you live here with me, so don't be in a hurry to go back to Xinjin, try the boy first, and then talk about it after getting the fame of Xiucai. ”

Wu Jie opened the letter and glanced at it, his expression moving slightly.

Yang Zongzhi saw Wu Jie's strange expression, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?" ”

Wu Jie: "It's nothing, it's a little thing. He smiled, but his smile was a little harsh.

Kochi's letter did bring not so good news.

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