"General, can you stay?"

The old man stopped Lu Pan and went straight to Yang Mingyuan's footsteps.

"General, please bow to the old man."

As he spoke, the old student lifted off his robe and was about to kneel.

Behind him, his son, an old man, and two servants, also knelt down.

The person who came was the old Xiucai who had nibbled on a few large mouthfuls of ginseng.

Lu Pan nodded slightly, and motioned for someone to hold on, "It doesn't have to be like this." ”

What the? He's the general?

What the? If he is a general, then he must be General Dinghai, the top of our last game.

Many people have secretly speculated that General Dinghai's entry into the imperial examination is to prove to the world that he has the talent to enter the prime minister.

It turns out that General Dinghai looks like this, and his air is magnificent, no wonder he has the reputation of a jade-faced general, but he only heard his name before.

Nearby candidates, especially those who came from other places to catch the exam, stopped one after another.

One by one, they left without hurrying.

Compared with the people of Fengtian City, who could occasionally see the general beating horses, they had never seen the appearance of General Dinghai, and they must not miss the opportunity.

At this time, these people at the gate of the Gongyuan heard the old man thank him again, and they were obedient and obedient, and they already knew that it was General Dinghai who gave him ginseng, so that the old man could insist on taking the test.

Everyone even felt in their hearts that the general was really close to the people, and Lao Xiucai was really lucky.

"General, if you don't have the courage, can you write a poem?" There were a few old talents whose lips were pale, and their faces were full of excitement.

When the young talents heard this, they hurriedly followed, and the scholarly business became even more angry.

It's not just the people of Mukden who remember the fierce battle.

Not only the people of Fengtian will know that General Dinghai inherited his father's banner and was ordered in danger, and almost died on the battlefield for that battle.

When Xie Wenyu heard this, Minrui was going to be praised by scrambles, these foreign talents can finally know who Minrui is, that is his hair small, he is General Dinghai, and he opened the fan with a bang.

Ding Jian opened the fan with a smile, he was infected by this atmosphere, and he was looking forward to the next one in his heart.

He thought that by that time, students from all over the world would gather in the capital, and his cousin must be General Dinghai and the person who rushed to take the exam, so he would definitely attract more attention.

Lin Shouyang now took the fan handed by the little servant, stood very close to the land, and shook it off proudly.

Wang Zhefa looked at Lu Ban's silhouette with his mouth half-open in the excited voice of the old Xiucaimen.

He forgot to go back to Song Fusheng.

Wang Zhefa was so surprised that he lost his voice:

The person who bathed his hair, washed his face, shook his hands and shook his feet with him was actually General Dinghai?

This time he came to Fengtian, what did he go through, there were always heart-pounding things.

He and General Dinghai moved their legs and feet together, and when they turned around and went out to talk, I don't know if anyone will believe it.

"Uncle Song, is he really General Dinghai?" Yang Mingyuan looked at Lu Pan in a daze.

"Yes", Song Fusheng saw that there were many people who were spontaneously saluting Lu Pan, and all kinds of praise words that did not want money were thrown at Lu Pan, and he couldn't wait to surround Lu Pan and smiled slightly.

There was a little inexplicable pride in his smile.

If that kid goes on the exam again, if he wins the top prize again, he must be living like a legend in the hearts of many people.

"How? General Dinghai is not the same as you think? ”

Yang Mingyuan glanced at the Shunzi behind Song Fusheng, and pressed down in his heart the scene where Lu Pan threw his test basket on the ground and glanced at him through the rain curtain in the rain, and said to Song Fusheng: "I am fortunate to see today, General Lu is really dignified, and he is martial." ”

Song Fusheng burst out laughing all of a sudden.

Of course, that kid is handsome, not bad, and talented.

Look at Song Fusheng's uneducated appearance, others are four words and four words, and he is still writing poems at that end, and he is the second in his show, and the evaluation is very down-to-earth.

Even if you evaluate it in your heart, you can't be so uneducated, right?

Shunzi, who was standing behind Song Fusheng, looked at Yang Mingyuan and smiled, and his eyes seemed to say: Since you know who our young master is, please do it yourself.

Shunzi rushed over as early as when Song Fusheng had just left the Tribute Courtyard, and helped with Song Fugui and Sizhuang to carry things and luggage.

Don't worry about the young master.

Whenever the young master and the Song family appear together, as long as he makes arrangements wholeheartedly for the Song family, he will make meritorious contributions, which is called real good performance. Like this kind of know-how, he is reluctant to pass it on to Xiao Quanzi.

Yang Mingyuan received Shunzi's slightly provocative eyes, and when he spoke again, he didn't calmly call Uncle Song Fusheng before, and he was a little worried.

General Dinghai's name is Uncle Song Fusheng, and he is also called Uncle?

He and General Dinghai have a lot of different identities, at least they can't call Uncle at the moment, so as not to dislike General Lu when they hear it.

Just across the crowd, General Lu looked at him with that look, which also showed that he really didn't like it, and he couldn't afford to offend.

Yang Mingyuan started to talk to Song Fusheng vaguely, the prefix didn't call anything, and directly said thank you for this exam basket, he did very well in the exam, but embarrassed, he ate it all.

Song Fusheng laughed again, it can be seen that he did well in his own exams, he always showed a smile, patted Yang Mingyuan's shoulder and said:

"It's right to eat it all, if the exam basket I gave you can help you, go further, and be on the list, it means that it is good luck, you should keep it well, and take it with you in the next test."

Yang Mingyuan looked at the open-minded Song Fusheng, bowed deeply, and got a big roll of his eyes.

Song Fugui and Shunzi stood in a row, both standing behind Song Fusheng.

He carried the basket on his back and glanced at Shunzi's expression, then at Yang Mingyuan, and his eyes flashed.

Fugui thought: I have to ask when I go back, if Shunzi says that this person is not good, he will naturally believe in Shunzi, and their relationship is leveraged, and then give Fusheng a "slander".

When Lu Pan walked over, Yang Mingyuan just turned around and left.

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On the carriage, Wang Zhefa didn't dare to move.

He borrowed Brother Guang and actually got into the carriage of the Guogong Mansion.

Where to go, I don't know, I'm always stunned.

"Come, Brother Zhefa, get out of the car," Song Fusheng first chatted privately on the riverside of the car before lifting the curtain and said.

"Huh? Oh, oh. ”

Yipinxuan shopkeeper greeted at the door: "Master Song, please, this master, please." ”

"Tianzihao is coming!" Xiao Er rushed inside and greeted him.

Song Fusheng entered the restaurant and was about to go upstairs when he heard Fugui shouting, "Hello? Where are you going? ”

After a pause, he looked back and found that Fugui was shouting Wang Zhefa, and the Zhefa brother was walking inside, not knowing how to go upstairs.

"Come, Brother Zhefa, come upstairs with me."

Between the heavens, Song Fusheng sat in the main seat, listened to Wang Zhefa's eyes red and talked about the difficulties of the past two years, and poured drinks for "former colleagues" from time to time.

Song Fugui, Sizhuang, and Niu Shopkeeper were also eating vegetables, and they were very emotional when they listened.

"It's always better than the military, isn't it? You can still come to catch the test. ”

Wang Zhefa nodded, "That's right." "Thanks to the fact that he is a scholar, he has a reputation for showing talent. He was still much better than those who were divided into military households. I hadn't seen them, but I had heard of them.

"Brother Zijiao, what about you, to be honest, I don't even dare to ask you, the gap between us is too big at the moment. I always feel that there is a world difference between me and you when we meet this time. ”

Song Fusheng waved his hand, "You are exaggerating, what dare you not ask, can it scare you?" What's more, the real situation really doesn't scare you. Let's put it this way, what's the gap, we are also talents, aren't we still taking the exam together? The same should be done in the ground. ”

Wang Zhefa was speechless, and hurriedly stood up and poured wine for Song Fusheng.

He hoped that Song Fusheng would drink more, and if he drank more, he would be able to tell the truth more.

Who is an ordinary talent who can get acquainted with the best nobles?

Who's digging in the field can still have a house in the city where he lives?

Those who have real estate everywhere are not called farmers, they are called landlords.

In short, Wang Zhefa believes:

Brother Zijiao, we haven't seen each other for many years, I don't borrow money, don't think I'm stupid, I just think we should talk about our hearts.

In this case, when I go back home, or wherever I go in the future, I will show off the people from my former hometown, and then I will say: "Our group of people who have escaped from the famine, his name is Song Fusheng." ”

Song Fusheng drank two glasses of wine, put down the wine glass and said, "At first, it was difficult for us to ......."

Meanwhile.

Lu Pan has already sent away the two twittering sisters.

Through the screen, I was soaking in the bathtub, listening to my subordinates talk about what had happened in the past nine days.

"Yes."

That's what it means to "go down."

Outside the screen, after the subordinates stepped back, the housekeeper stepped forward again, and then reported the situation in the house in recent days.

The young master has been away for more than two months, and there are many things to report.

Lu Pan had already come out of the bathtub, lying on the leather bed with a towel around his body, listening to the housekeeper's narration, while being dried by the little servant, and then massaging his shoulders, neck, and legs.

I don't have the patience to listen to it all, and there are some things that the eldest sister has already said.

Lu Pan smelled the curling aroma in the incense burner, lay on the leather bed, closed his eyes and interrupted: "Tell me about the current situation in the city." ”

"Yes, young master."

After a cup of tea, Lu Pan walked out around the bathrobe.

He stood in front of the bronze mirror, looked at himself in the mirror, and straightened his arms.

As soon as Shunzi waved his hand, the four servants in charge of changing stepped forward, and the bathrobe on Lu Pan's body was taken off, revealing a large bronze back, waist, and legs.

He changed into a new white undergarment, a tunic and a belt, and a tiara in his hair.

"All ready?"

Junko replied: "Young master, I am ready according to your instructions." ”

Holding the crab on the left and the wine on the right, I don't feel that this day is heavy again.

It happened that after the exam, tomorrow is the Double Ninth Festival, and after the young master returned home, he sent the two eldest ladies away, let him go quickly, just to go to the husband's house for the holiday.

In fact, there is a sentence in Junzi's heart that I don't know whether to say or not, that is:

Young master, you have to go back with Mr. at this hour, the name is that you haven't been to your new home, you haven't been busy in the last two days, and you'll be busy in two days, anyway, there are many reasons, and the little one knows that you are deliberately going to be kept wow, the stay is not good, why are you so unparticular.

But no matter how much he complained in his heart, Shunzi prepared a lot of decent changes of clothes for Lu Pan.

Although I can guess with my toes, even if Mr. leaves the young master to live out of politeness, he will not let the young master and Miss Poria live in the same room, no, phew, why are you so obscene.

is not in the same roof.

But in case the young master deliberately sways around the house in his clothes, this underwear (pajamas) must be eye-catching, and the young master must appear to be magnificent, and the image must make the Poria girl feel moved at a glance, this, he understands it.