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Jiang He pushed open the door, and a young girl stood in front of the fence, quietly watching the morning light on the horizon. Jiang He looked at her, and she also turned her head. He recognized her, the girl who had first looked for his portrait.

The girl looked at Jiang He, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and said softly: "Sir, what a coincidence." ”

Jiang He also smiled and nodded to him, and then carried the basin in the house downstairs to wash.

When passing by, there was a faint fragrance, and the river felt very good.

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Jiang He was a little unaccustomed to it, and a group of soldiers followed behind him. He looked at the magnificent carriage in front of him and shook his head, he felt that the sun was a little shining. When he met the girl in the morning, he was naturally invited to go with him. Of course, he was endlessly blocked by the maid, and he was vicious about eating himself.

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"Xiu'er, you've been looking at me like this for half an hour. ”

The girl put down the book in her hand and looked at the maid lying in front of her, she propped her chin and stared at herself with big eyes.

"Miss, that painter is a liar, how can you get him to follow us. Xiu'er rubbed her somewhat sore arm and said solemnly.

The girl looked at her, folded the blanket on her lap, and set it aside, feeling a little hot.

"Don't say that, what do you think he looks like a liar?"

"It's like everything! Look at his sinister eyebrows. Xiu'er was about to jump up excitedly.

At this time, Jiang He was being shaken by the horses under him, and he was not used to such a high-level "means of transportation". Feeling very uncomfortable, he picked up the water bag hanging from the side of the saddle, unscrewed it and took a sip.

"Thief's eyebrows?。。。。 Jiang He touched the corner of his eye, as if it was not very wide.

The girl slapped the book in her hand on the maid's head, "Xiu'er, don't talk about people like that." ”

Xiu'er seemed to feel that she hadn't said anything wrong, and stuck out her tongue. A muffled thunder came from afar, the clouds were cloudy, and the rain was coming. The girl gently lifted the cloth by the back window and saw the river holding the book and pulling the reins.

"Go and get the gentleman to sit down. ”

Xiu'er looked at Miss with wide eyes, "What? Miss, you asked him to sit here? This.. Where are you sitting?"

"Go. The girl glared at him.

After Jiang He came in, the carriage was obviously crowded, and the girl sat opposite him and hugged her little yellow dog, gently fanning the brocade fan in her hand, and the air before the rain was a little dull. There was a faint incense in the carriage, the same as the smell of the girl's body. Jiang He looked around cursoryly, and it was more like a girl's boudoir than a carriage, with a thin blanket sheet and a delicate little square table, and some elaborate ornaments and the girl's clothes neatly stacked in the corner beside the girl.

No wonder the maid reacted so much just now.

The girl looked at Jiang He, Jiang He looked at the chessboard on the table, and the maid sat in the middle, glaring at Jiang He viciously, and there were no chess pieces on the chessboard. No one spoke, only the sound of the wheels of the carriage crushing on the road.

"Does Sir know how to play chess? Seeing that the atmosphere was awkward, the girl asked.

Jiang He shook his head, thinking that such a bumpy carriage would not be able to play chess...

The girl took a piece of paper from under the table, and a brush dipped in some ink, and handed them to Jiang He.

Jiang He looked at her puzzled.

"What's the name of the gentleman?"

Jiang He suddenly took the pen and wrote down the words "Li San".

"The name of the good soil. The maid pouted and looked at the paper on the table.

"Xiu'er. If you talk again, you will go out in the rain. The girl stared at the maid and scolded softly.

The rain outside began to fall, making a clattering sound on the carriage.

"What about you?" Jiang He wrote again, about to hand it to the girl, and suddenly felt a little silly.

The girl smiled slightly and whispered, "Wu Xiaobei." ”

Jiang He looked at the girl's pure eyes, and regretted that he had deceived her, but he also knew that he might not have a chance to see each other again after arriving in Kyoto, and what did his real name have to do with his fake name.

"Sir's painting skills are superb, I don't know the noble surname?"

Jiang He shook his head.

"It's inconvenient to disclose, too, there are always some hermit masters like Mr. in this big world. Wu Xiaobei put aside the brocade fan in his hand and picked up the inkstone under the table for Jiang He to ink.

"Miss, I'll come. The maid took the inkstone over, and thought fiercely in her heart: "I actually asked my young lady to study ink for you, what a toad." Thinking about it, he grinded the inkstone on the table vigorously and gritted his teeth.

Jiang He looked at Wu Xiaobei and recalled the time in the orphanage, so he raised his pen and wrote: "Self-study, no teacher." ”

Wu Xiaobei stared at Jiang He with a pair of eyes full of curiosity, and said with a hint of admiration: "Mr. is really a strange person. ”

"Sir isn't a local, is he?"

Jiang He nodded, and shook his head again.

This made Wu Xiaobei puzzled for a while. Before she could ask, Jiang He picked up the pen again and began to write.

"The girl is from Kyoto?"

Wu Xiaobei looked at his words, which were very good-looking, delicate and stylish. Then she nodded and shook her head.

Jiang He looked at her, and then smiled. He also wrote: "What will be tested in the Beijing Examination?"

The little maid stared at Jiang He like a monster, and suddenly interjected: "Wow, great painter, you don't even know about the Beijing Entrance Examination." ”

Wu Xiaobei was also a little surprised, glared at Xiu'er and then explained softly: "There are two kinds of Beijing exams, one of which is the big test, and the other is the small test... ”

Jiang He listened to him with interest, her voice was very thin and very good.

The big examination is the Beijing examination in the popular sense, mainly for the southern government to select talents, the big examination is once every four years, and it is divided into two kinds, namely the martial arts test and the literary test.

Most of the military examinations are recommended by military attachés in the army, and they are selected on merit, so the number of references is small every year. The literary examination is the highlight of each time, scholars all over the world can sign up for reference, if you get the ranking in the literary examination, you can be sealed into the court, so the scholars of the world are the first to take the exam, and this big exam has become a lively scene of thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge.

If it is said that the big exam is a competition between thousands of troops, then the small exam is beyond the reach of thousands of people, this small exam is a special exam for the Protector Academy, and the Protector Academy means the strongest academy in the south, and even the most powerful academy in the world!

When the barbarians attacked, the southern country was in danger and struggling. At this moment, the dean of the Protectorate stepped forward and resisted the 30,000 barbarian soldiers with the strength of one person! From then on, the barbarians were shocked that they no longer dared to invade the territory of the southern country, and the Protectorate was also called the guardian of the southern country, which shows its historical abyss and strength.

Since then, the dean has been known as the highest cultivation in the world, and has become a god-like existence.

If you pass the exam, you will be able to enter the Protectorate to study, and the previous students who have dropped out of the Protectorate are all important ministers in the court or strong people in the world.

The name Protectorate itself represents a supreme glory!

After being admitted to the outer courtyard of the Protectorate Academy, there is a chance to enter the inner gate of the hospital, and from then on enter the great path of monasticism to be extraordinary.

The time of each test is fixed and the content is different, and it is not a waste of fame to be called the most difficult exam in the south, and its question types cover a wide range of topics and are extremely difficult, from astronomy and geography to wild history and folk songs.

Although this small test is difficult and only held once every three years, everyone in the world still yearns for this small test, who does not want to become this admired hero of the world?

And it just so happened that this year's small exam was the same year as the big exam, so Wu Xiaobei asked, "I don't know which exam Mr. is going to take this time?"

To be honest, Jiang He really didn't think about it. Participating in the Beijing examination is just a whim, and I think more about going to Kyoto City to become a painter to earn more silver taels, so that I can live a better life.

Jiang He gently wrote the words "Wenkao" on the paper.

"Why don't you try the quiz?"

Jiang He looked up at her and saw that she was smiling at herself. Jiang He shook his head, feeling that it was impossible. Jiang He still wanted to ask some questions, but he found that the pen was out of ink, and the maid was still studying the ink, and it seemed that she didn't intend to give him the ink at all.

Jiang He had no choice but to take out his pencil and write softly: "Does the girl know what cultivation is?"

Or is it a hard pen to use smoothly, Jiang He thought.

Wu Xiaobei just scolded Xiu'er, and Xiu'er handed the ink to Jiang He. Then she looked at the pen in Jiang He's hand, it was very simple but interesting, she had never seen it before.

"To cultivate one's own way is to cultivate one's own way. There are thousands of avenues, and each has its own gain. ”

"There are countless mortals in this world, but there are few cultivators, mainly because they can't perceive the heaven and earth vitality in this world. ”

Jiang He looked at her stunned, this was the first time he had heard the word "Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi".

"Heaven and earth vitality is born between heaven and earth, and the cultivation of the Tao introduces the vitality into the body through a special method, and then uses it to refine one's internal organs to open up a vitality space called the sea of knowledge, so that a trace of the vitality can be stored in the body, which is the first understanding. ”

"And the cultivators of the higher order lead the vitality to open their own wisdom roots, and from then on their thinking is sensitive and unforgettable, and the path of cultivation is also advancing day by day, and at the same time, the space of knowing the sea has become more vast, and they can attract more heaven and earth vitality for their own use, and their strength is stronger, which is Tonghui. ”

"There are many higher above, and if one day the gentleman can enter the path of monasticism, he will know. ”

Jiang He listened, and felt a little foggy, but he still bowed down to express his gratitude. The rain outside had almost stopped, and Jiang He got up again to express his gratitude and then pointed outside.

Wu Xiaobei knew what he meant, and he didn't keep it anymore, and got up to send him off.

After getting out of the carriage, Jiang He turned around and took out the homemade "pencil" and handed it to Wu Xiaobei, because he could see that the girl was very curious about this thing.

Wu Xiaobei took it with a smile, "Thank you, sir." ”

Jiang He rode his horse, and after the rain stopped, there was a smell of earth in the air, which he felt was very good, and a rainbow hung obliquely in the sky in the distance, which was very beautiful.

There are also some unfinished raindrops drifting away, making ripples for the river to the east.