It was the righteous boy he saw that night!

It's just that at this moment, Du Bai vaguely felt that there was something strange on the other party's body.

There was a vague strange aura on his body, which made him feel the danger of pins and needles.

Du Bai's pupils shrank slightly, and then he put down the curtain as if nothing happened, but he was secretly vigilant in his heart.

"Was it a warning from righteousness just now? The boy seems to have gotten into trouble with something bad......"

On the other side, the young man seemed to be aware of it, and turned his head to look, but he saw horse-drawn carriages slowly passing by, and there was nothing unusual about the pedestrians coming and going on the road. He frowned slightly, and then turned his head, his eyes fixed on the gilded character "Liu Fu" on the plaque for the last time, without any expression on his face.

And at this time, a few teenagers of the same age who came out of the house were talking something.

Their clothes were far more luxurious than those of the righteous boys, and their faces were richer.

Their arrival also made the young man subconsciously bow his head and walk towards the house.

These brocade-clothed men are the real young masters in the mansion, and they are very different from the status of concubines born to a maid like him. On weekdays, he was teased and ridiculed by them, and even beaten and scolded. But the father, who is now dead, has never looked at him directly since the day he spoke.

Or to be more precise, his status may not even be as good as the subordinates who work in the house, and he can't even control his own life and future.

Even on the day of her mother's death, Master Liu was still looking for fun outside, and he didn't plan to find a serious doctor for her to see a doctor!

"Even a maid dares to climb the dragon and the phoenix, and dare to give birth to you as a mongrel! If it weren't for the kindness of the master, he would have beaten you to death with your mother a stick, and now it is better to die of illness and save money! ”

The young man still remembers that day when he knelt in front of the door and begged his mother for help, all he got was that ridicule and mockery.

He will never forget when he dies!

From beginning to end, the only benefit that the identity of Master Liu's son brought him was that he could read and learn calligraphy with the gentleman in the house. Mr. Xing does not look down on himself because of his status, and he will answer any questions carefully, which makes him very grateful.

Because he knew that only the imperial examination could change his life, he studied hard day and night, and did not dare to slack off.

But how long will it take to actually cross the single-plank bridge? No one knows.

At this moment, as he had guessed, those young masters did not waste their attention on themselves in their eyes at all.

But as he passed by a few people, some of their casual words came to his ears.

One of them asked suspiciously, "Did grandpa really say that?" ”

"Of course, I heard it with my own ears." The other person said loudly as if he was deliberately showing off, "If anyone in our house can win the case in this imperial examination, he can be personally cultivated by him and become the next head of the family!" ”

"Head of the house!"

Hearing this, the rest of the people were breathing rapidly, obviously excited, but thinking of this harsh prerequisite, their blood was half a point cold.

"It's too difficult to take the lead in this case, Mr. said a few days ago, we are still a lot short of qualified......"

"Alas...... It's really hateful that I don't read on weekdays! Let's go, let's go have a cup of tea to relieve boredom, I heard that there is a new storyteller in the teahouse, and there are many interesting stories......"

The few people walked farther and farther away, but no one noticed that behind them, the young man who had already stepped into the threshold suddenly stopped, his head drooping slightly, but there was a strange light in his eyes.

"Fame ......," he muttered, his face dark.

But what no one knew was that there was a low voice of temptation in his ears, and only he could hear it.

"Hehe, it's not easy to become famous, it's just a township test, just do what I say......"

The young man's resolute mind finally shook slightly at this moment.

"I'm ......" he struggled and clenched his fists.

"Think about it, how did this Liu family treat you? Why do you have to think so much about them? The voice continued to seductively.

Cold sweat was dripping on his forehead, and the young man's fists kept clenching and slowly letting go, and finally he seemed to have exhausted his strength, and his voice was hoarse: "So...... Can you really get the head of the case? ”

"Hands on it!" The seductive voice faded away, and the shrill laughter sent chills down the shoulder.

If Du Bai could see the young man's righteousness at this time, he would definitely find something different, the original pure white and heroic righteousness has now been dyed with wisps of obscurity, as if he is slowly stepping into the dark abyss, and there is no return.

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"I heard that Xianggong has been practicing writing recently?"

On the carriage, Su Wanmiao suddenly mentioned this problem.

"Yes, it's just that I just happened to have nothing to do lately, and I just had some itchy hands to practice." Of course, Du Bai knew that he couldn't hide it from the other party, so he just replied casually.

It is not uncommon for readers to love to write, and there is no need to hide it. Who would have thought that this was a kind of cultivation?

She suddenly mentioned it now, and there should be something she hasn't said yet.

Sure enough, I saw Su Wanmiao smile gently: "That's a coincidence, grandpa also likes to write, and many of everyone's genuine handwritings have been collected, and they like to fiddle all day long." Xianggong should have a lot to say when he goes back this time. ”

Du Bai suddenly understood the reason for the other party's smile.

Could it be that she thought that he practiced calligraphy because he had inquired about Old Man Su's preferences, so he deliberately voted for him?

This is a misunderstanding.

But looking at her smiling appearance, he still didn't say anything.

At the same time, I felt a little sorry for no reason.

It is true that he has never regarded the people of the Su family as his own from beginning to end, so he has never considered these.

Gossip all the way, during which there were occasional pauses, but the speed was not slow, and by the time it was dark, it had traveled more than 20 miles. If all goes well, maybe we will be able to reach the vicinity of Yongxu Village tomorrow evening.

Naturally, the night was not suitable for traveling, so they also rested for a while, drove the carriage around in a circle, lit a bonfire in the middle, and the guards of the party took turns to keep watch around them, and began to camp in the open air.

By the end of the night, it was completely dark, and even the stars were gone.

Feeling sleepy and about to go back to the carriage to rest, Du Bai heard the old horseman on the side say casually: "Dark clouds cover the sun, it seems that there will be heavy rain tomorrow......"

"Heavy rain?"

Du Bai looked up at the sky, and sure enough, the black clouds were layered on top of each other, and there was not half a minute of moonlight.

This means that their trip may be delayed by a day.

Nothing was said all night.

In the early morning of the next day, it was gray and cloudy, and the wind was blowing continuously, and the trees on both sides of the road were bent slightly, and experienced people said that it would rain heavily in less than an hour, and it would not stop for a while.

"Sure enough, it's a disadvantage!"