Gu Nianheng's fame is like a spring breeze overnight, blowing the whole country full of wind and rain, and the students who come to listen to the lecture crowd the entire classroom, and in the end, even the corridor is unsitting.

After listening to the class, many female students shook their heads and left, singing poems that captivated the country and the city, and since then they have suffered from lovesickness.

In the end, there was really no way, Gu Nianheng was directly arranged to teach a group of pretentious and talented students in the Frank Hall.

When the students' clever questions ended in failure again. Many students discussed Gu Nianheng's alluring color without Yan Dai and the quality of both talent and learning for a full month.

When Gu Nianheng walked into the Spontaneous Hall, Shen Xiuzheng was listening to Fang Xuezheng's class absentmindedly. Shen Xiu couldn't give up after returning from vacation, and in the end, even if she relied on Shen Xiang's favor, Shen Xiu's combination of soft and hard could not let Shen Xiang get her into the hall of spontaneity.

Her father looked at Shen Xiu with a heavy face, and didn't let a single step. "If you want it, you have to fight for it."

Shen Xiu looked at her father in a daze, bit her lip, laughed, looked at the sleeves that were crumpled by herself, and finally had to nod with a smile.

Shen Xiangai patted Shen Xiu's shoulder helplessly, but a trace of cunning flashed in his eyes.

Not long after, Shen Xiu took another month off, invited a bunch of famous masters, took turns to fight, and studied day and night in his own home.

The sky is clear

Shen Xiu held his head, looked out the window, and bit off another pen. Then he sighed sadly, took down another pen sullenly, and lay down on the desk to write.

The Master was nagging behind him. "The imperial examination can be dispersed. If the topic is not new, you may wish to work the four and six.

Even if it is a cliché, as long as the writing is beautiful, there will always be examiners who prefer it to treat it differently. And Guozijian has a set for the imperial examination, and according to the number of sets of imperial examinations, Guozijian's examination of the Hall of Justice should be able to pass ......"

The wrinkles between Shen Xiu's eyebrows were extremely deep, his hands trembled, and he reluctantly showed a smile.

The night was cold, surrounded by clouds and shadows.

Shen Xiu was dressed in black and masked, climbed the high wall of the Gu family's mansion, and the watchman walked outside the mansion, and the gong sounded, each more desolate than the other.

Shen Xiu didn't speak, he looked at the dim nebula above his head faintly, gritted a mouthful of silver teeth, and had nothing to do in the heavily guarded Gu Mansion.

On the fourth watch, Shen Xiu looked through the shadows of the trees, and fell in love with the Qingfeng Garden in the depths of the courtyard that he was reluctant to look at, and his mind began to reproduce Gu Nianheng's bright eyebrows, and a smile was like this cold moon shining into the heart between his eyebrows. Silly laughing on the wall for a long time, the corners of Shen Xiu's mouth twitched, and he climbed down the corner step by step with a restrained feeling.

Shen Xiu lingered in the corner of the wall for a long time, took off the flute pinned to his waist, and blew it selflessly.

The song carried a warm sadness, startling the birds everywhere.

Early the next morning, Shen Xiu had heavy dark circles under his eyes, and before he had time to comb his makeup, he heard the light in his eyes. "Last night, there was a poignant music from the fourth watch of the Gu Mansion, and the husband who listened to the watch fainted to death on the street."

Shen Xiu held the teacup in his hand, and the tea spilled all over the ground.

When I walked to the hall and sat down, I listened to my brother who was nibbling on a steamed bun and said vaguely. "Last night, the female ghost chatted with the three princes of the Gu family at night, complaining from her heart, and the music lingered for three days, startling the ......crows all over the ground."

Shen Xiu's face turned white, his expression darkened, he laughed a few times, picked up a few steamed buns casually, and fled.

As soon as I stepped into the colorful yard of Luoying, a gust of wind blew, gently rolling up the falling flowers all over the ground.

Shen Xiu looked up at the sky, dizzy, half-loud, and sighed heavily.

It seems that inadvertently put a legendary veil on Gu Nianheng's fame.

The handwriting on the paper was confused like a swarm of ants in her eyes, and Shen Xiu dozed off again in the eyes of several masters who hated iron and steel. A stick slammed on the table, Shen Xiu woke up violently, rubbed his eyes vigorously, quickly sat upright, and then worked hard to see whether the pile on the book was ants or handwriting.

Shen Xiu squinted his eyes, and saw that on the other side of the desk, there was a piece of paper pressed under the charred inkstone, and a sentence was written on the paper. "On the survival plan of the country."

couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth again, and quickly drove away the charming acacia in his mind, picked up the book, and read it.

The master's eyes widened behind his back and he shook his head, sighing more and more lonely.

Shen Xiu's flushed face, holding the white brush in her hand and shaking all the time, on the rice paper was a poem that she stumbled and thought about for a long time before writing.

Flowers bloom and fall outside the window, and the sun rises and the moon sets. Shen Xiu was still holding a bag of tears, staring at the poems and books with his eyes and reading hard.

More than ten days have passed, the morning breeze is morning dew, the wet clothes, and Shen Xiu's studies are still worried.

Shen Xiang stood tall under the west window, picked up a piece of rice paper that was crumpled and covered with handwriting, and the joy in his heart turned into a thick melancholy. He sighed heavily again, and looked at Shen Xiu silently.

Shen Xiu played with the petals that fell by the window with his eyes blankly, and played with the petals one by one. Looking up at her father's gaze, her heart jumped, and she said with a face full of grievances. "I've worked hard."

"You're not trying hard enough." Her father touched her head lovingly.

Shen Xiu took a deep breath and didn't know what to say.

So Shen Xiang gave Shen Xiu a day off and asked her to continue to think about it.

Shen Xiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief, looked at her father's back walking away, tilted his head, and his inexplicable mood became heavy again.

One by one, the stones were thrown into the lake, and there was no sound except for the splash at the moment when they were thrown into the lake.

Shen Xiu stood silently by the lake, his eyes far away.

"Yo, isn't this the little master?" Liuliuzi leaned his head close to Shen Xiu, who closed his eyes tightly, and could count how many of her eyelashes there were, and slapped her shoulder unceremoniously with one hand, looking at her defiantly.

Shen Xiu looked at the enlarged handsome face, startled, and hurriedly took a few steps back, not bothering to ask why Liuliuzi appeared in his own courtyard. He took a deep breath, grinned, turned around lightly, and fanned himself leisurely with a folding fan.

"I heard you're still studying hard, haha, you don't write very well!" Liuliuzi took out Shen Xiu's manuscript from his arms and laughed out loud unceremoniously.

For a moment, the air condensed.

Shen Xiu turned around gloomily, twisted his face, clasped his two hands together, and pushed Liuliuzi, who was laughing convulsively, to the ground.

Liuliuzi looked at Shen Xiu faintly, "You won't be annoyed and angry, right?" ”

Shen Xiu was silent for a while, and then the corners of his mouth hooked up a sinister smile and threatened. "I suddenly wonder how long it will take to throw you into the lake and not bubble."

"You, you dare!" Liuliuzi looked at Shen Xiu and hid the knife in his smile, his expression was serious, and he didn't seem to be cheating, and he threatened with enough momentum. "Don't be impulsive, I'm going to call someone."

Shen Xiu sneered, and suddenly became happy, and calmly strode away, leaving behind the six sons who had not come back to their senses for a long time.