Under the quaint stone bridge, the flowing water is murmuring and the blue waves are rippling. A few willows swayed gently, the branches swayed and the leaves fell, and a few birds and finches chirped around the treetops, extremely cheerful.

This is an artificial river in the Wei Mansion, and the fish in the river were raised when the self-defense master was raised, and it has been more than ten years.

By the river, Wei Qiao, dressed in green clothes, sat on a stone with a pleasant face, holding a fishing rod, staring intently at the buoys floating on the water.

Xiangling put her little hand on her cheek, sat quietly on the side, her big eyes shining, looked at the buoy from time to time, then looked at Wei Qiao, and finally stared at a few fat fish in the fish basket with a rather 'deceitful' smile.

The breeze blows up a lot of fallen leaves, which fall into the water, rippling and rippling, making it impossible to distinguish the slightly shaking buoys.

Xiangling frowned, pouted, looked up at the sky, and rolled her eyes.

"Huh"

Suddenly, Wei Qiao's hand shook, and a fat fish instantly broke through the water and was lifted up. Wei Qiao turned around and sent the lively fish to Xiangling.

Xiangling smiled and stretched out her two hands, hugged the fish, and said, "Young master, the fifth, go back today and let Sister Wan'er cook something for us, Sister Wan'er is the best at making fish." ”

Wei Qiao watched her take the fish, put on the bait herself, and said with a smile: "Well, what about Wan'er?" ”

Xiangling put the fish into the fish basket, blinked with big eyes, and said, "I don't know, it seems that Mrs. called over in the morning." ”

Wei Qiao put the hook into the river and nodded, a strange smile on the corner of his mouth. Since that day, Li Xiluan has never dared to come to his courtyard again.

Xiangling wiped her hands, suddenly pursed her mouth, and cautiously came over, her big eyes flickered and she hesitated and whispered: "Young master, the matter of the day before yesterday, is it just like that?" ”

Wei Qiao glanced back at her and smiled lightly: "Then what do you want?" ”

The little girl pursed her lips, her big eyes rolled, and she didn't know what to say for a long time, frowning and muttering, "The thunder is heavy and the rain is small." ”

Wei Qiao smiled, shook the buoy, and said, "Little rain? Wait, this time not only will there be thunder, but also hail, and I don't know how many people will be killed. ”

When the little girl heard this, she came to her senses, and the ghost came to Wei Qiao's side, opened her eyes and whispered: "Young master, are you going to be promoted again?" ”

Wei Qiao was stunned for a moment, and then said with a mysterious face: "That's for sure, this time, young master, I want to be promoted to a senior official!" "But I thought of Fu Liti's knighthood in my heart, and I don't know what knighthood I will give myself? Later, Li Xiluan found out about this and donated 800,000 taels in one go, thinking about Wei Qiao himself, he felt distressed. Although I don't know the specific details of the Wei family, I think Li Xiluan won't be stingy for him, and it is estimated that at least half of the Wei family's disposable family funds!

The little girl's mouth suddenly opened into an o, she was about to be knocked on, but she didn't expect a casual question to come true.

The little girl hurriedly covered her small mouth, looked around left and right with a ghostly head, and then leaned close to Wei Qiao's ear, opened her eyes wide and pursed her small mouth and whispered: "Young master, how big of an official do you want to promote?" "The fourth official, in their opinion, it is already an unattainable official, and now Wei Qiao is a bigger official, and the little girl has an intuition that her heart is fluttering as if she is about to jump out.

Wei Qiao smiled mysteriously, staring at the water and not speaking.

The little girl was about to ask, but she caught a glimpse of Wan'er coming from the bridge, and hurriedly sat to the side, her waist straight, staring at the water with a serious face.

Wei Qiao glanced at it and couldn't help but smile.

Wan'er was dressed in a green skirt, the breeze blew, her hair danced, and the skirt fluttered like a butterfly.

"Young Master." Wan'er walked up to Wei Qiao and said softly.

Wei Qiao turned his head to look at her and smiled lightly: "What, did my sister-in-law let me go?" There is a bit of a joke in this, in front of the two personal little girls, Wei Qiao does not hide his relationship with Li Xiluan.

Wan'er pursed her lips and smiled, "No, Madam is asking about Qiuyi." ”

Wei Qiao nodded with a smile and said, "Well, then add a few more." By the way, you go again, let your sister-in-law clean the ancestral hall, wipe the ranking of the ancestors, and maybe you will have a holy decree in a few days, this is a major event to honor the ancestors, don't slack off. ”

Wan'er was stunned for a moment, then suddenly suddenly, pursed her lips and nodded with a chuckle, and turned to leave.

Xiangling was dizzy and dizzy, staring at her big eyes, and she listened to the words of the two of them in a fog.

Wei Qiao smiled lightly and didn't explain to her.

After the case ended yesterday, he went to visit the Fu Mansion again, and he didn't come back until midnight, so he didn't bother Li Xiluan again. Wei Qiao didn't get up early in the morning, Li Xiluan had to call Wan'er, but Wei Qiao didn't say anything last night, Li Xiluan definitely couldn't ask anything. And this matter is not easy to retell, so I have to change the way and let Wan'er pass the word so that Li Xiluan can rest assured.

The two of them sat by the river, chatting with each other, and before they knew it, there were a lot more fish in the basket. As the day gradually came up, the two packed up their things and walked back.

Wei Qiao resisted the fishing rod, thinking about what kind of upheaval there would be in the court as he walked, and what kind of impact this upheaval would bring to him. Although I don't know what kind of scene the court will be like now, Wei Qiao knows that the open and secret battles must have entered the white heat at this time, and I don't know how many people have lost their official hats and replaced them again.

Xiangling, on the other hand, stared at the fish basket biting her lip and rolling her eyes, swallowing saliva from time to time, obviously thinking about how to eat these fish later.

Wei Qiao wanted to knock her down, but he hesitated for a while and still didn't knock down, always bullying her, Wei Qiao himself felt a little uncomfortable.

"Young Master." As soon as Wei Qiao walked to the gate of the courtyard, a doorman hurriedly greeted him.

Wei Qiao looked at him and said, "What's the matter, someone is looking for me?" ”

"No, young master, someone sent this. The man just handed me the things and turned around and left without saying anything. The family handed a letter to Wei Qiaodao.

Wei Qiao was stunned for a moment, took it, looked at the words on it, was a little familiar, and nodded thoughtfully: "Well, I know, you can go." ”

The family said 'yes', missed the body, and let Wei Qiao go first.

Wei Qiao opened the letter as he walked, his eyes swept away, he frowned slightly, and sighed with a wistful expression.

Xiangling was stunned, looked at Wei Qiao and said, "Young Master, what's wrong?" ”

Wei Qiao put the letter in his arms and said, "The people of the Chen family are leaving." ”

When Xiangling heard this, she immediately rolled her eyes angrily, and snorted: "They should have left a long time ago, they are all bad people." ”

In the past, the Chen family was arrogant, and the Wei family was hovering on the edge of life and death, almost from top to bottom, they were angry with the Chen family, and the little girl's reaction did not surprise Wei Qiao.

Wei Qiao didn't say anything, and thought about the Wei family again as he walked. The Wei family is now huge, and it is really a bit eye-catching, even if it is hooked up with a few imperial businessmen such as Princess Li, Wei Qiao still can't rest assured.

"Well, discuss it with Xiluan in the evening." Wei Qiao muttered to himself.

Soon, Wan'er rushed back, and then went straight to the kitchen, rolling up her sleeves and getting busy.

Wei Qiao was in the study, thinking about how to deal with the palace exam while practicing calligraphy.

Wei Qiao has a habit of thinking about problems while writing calligraphy. Maybe the problem was not solved, but unconsciously he practiced a good hand.

In fact, according to Wei Qiao's identity, there is no need for the big entrance examination now, but Jinshi or Sanjia is an entry ticket after all, even if you have already entered, you still have to make up for it, otherwise it will inevitably be criticized in the future.

The palace test, generally the ministry first out of the question, then the cabinet, and finally the emperor, a total of three levels, poetry and songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, vertical and horizontal pairs, almost all-encompassing, can be a question, and it is a random surname, there is no need to prepare the question in advance!

Therefore, every three years, there are 100 students in the palace examination, and less than 10 people actually enter the main hall to accept the emperor's examination, and the elimination rate is more than 90%!

This is also one of the reasons why Wenzheng has only one royal champion in the 20th year of Wang Yuanhui.

It's been a few days since the big exam, and after the big exam is released, it's the palace exam, and it's not much. But what made Wei Qiao even more pressured was that his cousin, Chu Han, who had been swept by him on the high platform of the Buddha, also underwent the palace test at the same time. If Wei Qiao suddenly broke out at that time, he was brushed down directly in the ministry, and I don't know how many people's jaws would be shocked.

The little girl went back and forth in and out of the hall, and her little mouth kept muttering about steaming, braising it, frying it, and boiling it...... With the fragrance of fish in his nose, Wei Qiao sighed, and he didn't have the heart to think about it, so he went out of the study directly and prepared to eat.

"Learn cooking skills from your sister Wan'er...... Wei Qiao snatched a piece of tender meat from under Xiangling's chopsticks.

"Eat slowly, savor the feeling, cooking skills are not so easy to learn......" Wei Qiao pulled the fish ball chop under Xiangling's chopsticks into his bowl.

"It's not good for the little girl to eat this, eat the fish head......" Wei Qiao sandwiched the fish roe into his bowl.

Xiangling's eyes widened, her cheeks puffed out, her teeth grinded, and her eyes were fixed on the dishes on the table.

Wan'er blushed, held back a smile, lowered her head to eat, and pretended not to see anything.

Wei Qiao ate leisurely, not in a hurry or slowly.

Rubbing, clicking, and soon, the big battle on the table finally broke out.

Xiangling, the oppressed toiling masses, had the courage to resist the violent oppression of the evil landlord Wei Qiao, and an extremely fierce battle broke out on the table.

In the end, due to the innate advantage, Wei Qiao won without victory, and Xiangling was defeated without defeat.

―――――― after noon, Wei Qiao read the book for a while, pondering that the time was almost up, so he took Xu Mao out.

Pima west wind, deciduous long pavilion.

Outside the west gate of Jinling, five miles of the official road, there is a pavilion called Liuke. Who built the pavilion is no longer known, and years of tinkering have long since reverted to its appearance, but the name has been used.

Not far from the pavilion is a horse tied to the horse, and the evening breeze is blowing, and the leaves are fluttering.

Chen Ting, dressed in white, sat in the pavilion with his back to the sun, holding a wine glass and pouring himself a drink.

(To be continued)