Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Eyes of the Dead
Under the Gongsun tree, the red and yellow fallen leaves are all over the ground, the morning sun in October shines over, the shadow of the tree is faint, a single-wheeled carriage is quietly parked there, if it is not for the jujube red horse that drives the horse will shake the ponytail from time to time, it is simply a still life painting, but such a quiet beauty is just the surface, the carriage is a completely different scene, full of ambiguous warmth, Shang Ran and the eldest sister-in-law Fu and the second sister-in-law Qi are sitting in this carriage, Fu and Qi gently tease the car curtains, and through the window of the car Liu Yege looked at the maid to invite Zhang Yuan to come over-
Shang Zhoude's wife Qi is the girl of the Qi family in Shanyin, Qi looked at the two teenagers walking on the Guangxiang Bridge, and chuckled: "Sister-in-law, look, the younger one is my cousin's eldest son Qi Huzi, a little prodigy, he also came to see the excitement, the one on the side is Zhang Yuan Zhang Jiezi, sure enough, the characters are neat-" added in a low voice, "Where can you enter my house." β
"Second sister-in-law, when did I say it!"
Shang Ran was half ashamed and half annoyed, she was wearing a sable hanqiu today, the dark mink fur lined with a white and flawless face, her eyebrows were picturesque, she was slightly ashamed at this time, and her eyes were even more bright and intoxicating.
Fu Shi knew that Shang was thin-skinned, so he opened the topic angrily: "Xiaohui often talks about Brother Zhang Gongzi and Brother Zhang Gongzi, which also blames me, she only gave birth to two of her sisters, but the baby boy died earlier, otherwise Xiaolan and Xiaohui will also have a brother." β
Qi comforted: "My sister-in-law is young and can still give birth." β
Fu Shi smiled: "It's you who is young, I'm thirty-five years old, and-" Stop talking.
Qi knew what the eldest sister-in-law Fu wanted to say and stopped, and said: "Didn't the eldest brother say that he would take you into Beijing next year, and you will be reunited then." β
Fu Shi sighed slightly: "That person of his, he is too upright and honest, how can there be an official who uses silver to offset silver, but I am afraid that the Beijing official will not be able to do it for longββ"
Shang Xianran sat upright with his hands folded, didn't look out of the car window, all his mind was focused on his ears, and he could hear Zhang Yuan talking to her uncle ten steps away, Xiao Hui suddenly said, "I know, I want to be the same as my little aunt, just watch in the car", Shang Xianran's face turned red in an instant-
Qi put down the curtain and chuckled: "Zhang Gongzi has seen it." β
Shang Ran's face was flushed.
Fu Shi shook his head and smiled: "Xiao Hui just can't tell her, the more she tells her, the more she says it, this kid didn't mean to do this, but she remembered what she told, and she said it unconsciously." β
Qi said with a smile: "If you don't tell her, Xiao Hui will say it, anyway, she will say it - Zhang Gongzi is such a smart person, he won't not understand." β
Shang was so ashamed that he couldn't raise his head, and suddenly heard someone shouting: "Confucianism has opened." β
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Xiao Xi Nu Wuling ran across the bridge and shouted, "Young master, the door of the school palace is open." β
Shang Zhoude said: "Zhang Gongzi, go, calm down, write a good eight shares, and become famous in one fell swoop." β
Zhang Yuan bowed down and said, "The juniors must work hard." He looked at Shang Jinglan and Shang Jinghui sisters, and said with a smile: "Do you want to go in and see?" β
Shang Jinglan and Shang Jinghui looked up at their uncle Shang Zhoude together.
Shang Zhoude said: "Wait a minute, there will be a lot of people inside, so we won't go in, just wait for Jiayin by this bridge." β
Eleven-year-old Qi Biaojia looked at the nine-year-old Shang Jinglan and looked at him, Shang Jinglan glared at him with his eyes, it was a little madman, at this time Qi Biaojia said: "Uncle Shang Shi, Confucianism is very broad, Sun Jiaoyu and Uncle Shang also know each other, Uncle Shi can take a break in Yuyingzhai or Zhidaozhai, Brother Jie Zi and Yao Fudou Bagu should be in Minglun Hall." β
Shang Zhoude thought that his sister-in-law Fu and the others were all in the carriage, and it was not good for them to enter Confucianism, so he shook his head with a smile and said: "There are many people inside, but this river is refreshing - you should go quickly." β
Xiao Jinghui was a little unhappy, her mouth pursed slightly, and Zhang Yuan comforted her and said, "Miss Jinghui, it's good for me to recite the eight-strand memorization article I wrote to you later." β
"Yes, yes." Xiao Jinghui was happy all of a sudden, but asked: "Will Brother Zhang Gongzi's eight-strand essay be funny, like the last time he 'lied to you'?" β
At this moment, even Shang Zhoude couldn't help laughing, and Shang Jinglan sighed like an elder: "Alas, naΓ―ve." β
Zhang Yuan had no choice but to say: "Well, there are also ridiculous things. He bowed to Shang Zhoude, and his eyes glanced at the carriage behind him, but the carriage did not move.
Zhang Yuan and Qi Biaojia entered the gate of Confucianism, and many people had already crowded into the outer courtyard, the front door was still closed, and a school office door stood by the door, looking at so many people, at a loss.
There are constantly people in the county who come to greet Zhang Yuan, and some directly express their support for Zhang Yuan, and Yao Fu's scum should be removed from his fame; Some said that they asked Zhang Yuan to work hard to write this eight-share article, and as long as it complies with the norms, Zhang Yuan will be allowed to pass; Some stood aside and looked at Zhang Yuan coldly, turning their heads to ear, whispering-
After waiting for a while, a group of county officials came, Liu Biqiang took the lead, and when he entered the gate of Confucianism, he said loudly: "Everyone, everyone, Hou County has an order, only all the students in this county can enter the Yimen to watch this Shiwen event, and the rest of the idle people are not allowed to enter." β
The eight-share Wen gambling game was renamed the Shiwen Festival, wonderful!
Those scholars who came from Hangzhou, Xiaoshan, Shangyu and other places were gone, shouting endlessly, and the outer courtyard was noisy for a while.
Liu Biqiang, the leader of the errand team, saw that many foreign scholars were wearing square scarves and shirts, he couldn't hold back, and was about to persuade, but he saw that the door of the instrument was opened, and an old Confucian who was as dry as an old ginseng stood at the door, and shouted: "In Confucianism, how can there be noise!" β
This Sun Jiao is old and weak, his voice is not good, and the courtyard is noisy, and few people can hear his scolding, but when he sees the door open, he gradually quiets down.
Sun Jiaoyu beckoned Liu Biqiang to come over and asked, "When will the Hou County Order arrive?" β
Liu Biqiang crossed his hands and said: "If the Muslim priest tells the master, the county will arrive immediately." He also talked about the refusal of the people in other counties to quit.
Sun Jiaoyu frowned and said: "Why are so many people here, it's just a busy city, what kind of system is this." He instructed: "Since he is from another county, let him come in if he has merit or fame, and the rest are not allowed to enter." β
Liu Biqiang deliberately asked: "What about Zhang Yuan's son, he hasn't made a name for himself yet?" β
Sun Jiao said: "Except for him. "Personally checked, watching all the beings enter one by one, together with about 200 people from other counties, all standing in the Sifang Courtyard under the Confucian hall, there are still many local talents who have not yet arrived, maybe not coming, not everyone likes to join in the fun.
An errand officer rushed to report: "The county lord has arrived-"
Sun Jiaoyu ordered all the students in the courtyard to line up to greet each other, these students were not sergeants, where was the good queue, as soon as they heard that they were going to line up, they were even more chaotic.
Sun Jiaoyu shook his head again and again, he thought that those students in other counties were out of etiquette, and he didn't care about these at this time, so he greeted the door of Confucianism with Zhu Xundao, the deputy director of the School Administration.
Hou Zhihan, the commander of Shanyin County, took the county and the main book to cross the Guangxiang Bridge in a sedan chair, and got off the sedan chair at the bridge, but did not immediately enter Confucianism, and after a while, two more sedan chairs arrived, and several servants followed, it was Wang Siren and Wang Yingzi's father and daughter-
Wang Yingzi followed behind her father Wang Siren like a shadow, seemingly her head was not moving, her eyes were looking left and right, and soon found Zhang Yuan in the crowd, and when she saw Zhang Yuan also looking over, she smiled slightly, lowered her eyelashes, and no longer looked forward to it.
Sun Jiaoyu welcomed Hou Zhihan and Wang Siren to sit down in the Minglun Hall of Confucianism, the Minglun Hall is quite spacious, can accommodate more than 100 people, and is usually said to be a place for students to give lectures.
Zhu Xundao held the roster, stood in front of the hall to roll the name, read a name and a student stepped up to the hall, and when no one agreed to read the name, he used the pen in his hand to make a mark under the name, and soon finished reading the names of the fifty-four people, and replied in the hall: "Three of the fifty-four students have not arrived, namely Yang Shangyuan, Chi Daosheng, and Lu Jingxiu. β
Sun Jiaoyu asked any of the people in the hall who knew why Chi Daosheng and Lu Jingxiu didn't come?
Then a student said: "Chi Daosheng recently said that he was sick in bed, and Lu Jingxiu lost his father and guarded the system, so he couldn't come." β
Sectarian Sun nodded and said, "Xuan Zhangyuan went to the court." He frowned again: "Why haven't Yao Sheng and Yang Sheng been here yet?" β
At this moment, the door of the school department hurriedly reported: "Teach the master, Lord Fuzun has arrived." β
All the beings present were silent when they heard it, and they were all thinking: "Lord Fuzun is also concerned about this eight-share gambling game?" β
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