readx;? Ying Xuan fell into the darkness, lost consciousness, lost any sense, and the snow sank to the bottom of the lake without a trace, and the lake surface returned to calm, without a trace of waves, smooth as a mirror, as if nothing had happened. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The calm surface of the lake, like a sleeping beast, opened its bloody mouth, quietly waiting for the prey to enter, and choose people to eat.

Ying Xuan, who lost consciousness, couldn't feel the passage of time, as if he was dead, and could only see his body stiff, as if frozen into ice, motionless at the bottom of the lake.

The whole lake is like a huge block of ice, and Ying Xuan is like a living specimen, frozen in it, a silk as thin as a hairline, tightly holding the snow at the other end without a trace.

But what is strange is that Ying Xuan's eyes are wide with anger, and he can see the tightening in his pupils, and his mouth is even wider, with an unspeakable look of horror.

The expression before sinking to the bottom of the lake is still maintained, like a living sculpture frozen at the bottom of the lake, lifelike.

I'm afraid that at this moment, even if there are outsiders who set foot in the earth lake, they can't imagine that there is such a zombie in the earth lake, without any breath of life.

I don't know how long it has been, there seems to be no concept of time in the lake, but if you are sharp-eyed, you can find that Ying Xuan's constricted pupils suddenly have a wisp of confused color, as if they have fallen into endless reincarnation.

In an unknown small city, the streets are bustling, people come and go, so lively, everywhere there are bursts of endless shouting, although the town is small, but it has all kinds of organs, a group to live and work in peace and contentment.

On the street, there is a down-and-out young scholar, dressed in a washed white scholar's robe, with some patches in the inconspicuous corners of the clothes, although the clothes are shabby, they are spotlessly washed, and they are extremely clean and neat.

The young scholar's face was a little lonely, and it was difficult to hide the sadness between his eyebrows, and the tightly twisted eyebrows expressed the sadness of his life.

"Alas... Still off the list..."

The scholar was a little depressed, with a painful look in his pupils, and even a little sluggish, as if he had suffered some kind of blow, listening to his mouth muttering, it seemed that his name had fallen into the middle of the mountain.

The footsteps were a little empty and weak, stumbling, leaving a lonely back, and on the opposite side of the scholar, there were many brightly dressed and energetic scholars, with excitement on their faces, running in the direction of the scholar's back.

"It's out!"

"Life is a big Dengke, I don't know if I can go to high school this time!"

"I have been studying hard for decades, just to make a name for myself today!"

The crowd that swarmed away was in stark contrast to Ying Xuan's opposite, and from time to time there were passing scholars who were anxious and touched Ying Xuan.

"You're blind, you don't have eyes when you walk!"

A young man in a white dress with delicate strands of gold embroidered on it, saw that he collided with Ying Xuan, so he couldn't help but look at the scholar angrily and reprimanded.

As if he hadn't heard of it, the scholar's figure staggered and stumbled, but he held up his heavy steps and walked towards the distance.

"Humph!"

Brother Gongzi shook his sleeve robe angrily, and then looked anxious again, and even lifted his trouser legs, and squeezed towards the crowd of people in front of him.

"Huh... It's not that..."

"Hmph, a cold door, even delusional to ascend to the sky in one step, I really don't know how thick the sky is. ”

"The children of the big families don't dare to talk about high school, and this person doesn't know where to get his arrogance. ”

"This person seemed to be full of talent in the past, but he was really full of flowers, big words, and even more stupid, for the sake of that worthless arrogance, which led to the current situation. ”

"Alas... It's just a pity that the pearl of the past has been covered with dust so far..."

On the way, someone seemed to recognize the young scholar, and couldn't help but point, his voice was full of cynicism, and among them, there were also some people who were disdainful and jealous.

Not far away, in the sea of people, there were bursts of chanting from time to time, there were congratulatory voices, rampant laughter, and at the same time, there were lonely voices like scholars.

The imperial examination is the only way out in this era, entering and exiting the court, ranking among the hundred officials, worshiping the prime minister, and honoring the ancestors, all because of the word imperial examination.

Some people are happy and some are worried, scholars, obviously belong to the category that fell off the list.

With stumbling steps, the scholar walked out of the city gate, and the pair of cloth shoes with white soles on the soles of his feet had a small hole in front of him, and the scholar's toes were faintly visible.

Although his face was hesitant and lonely, the scholar's face was a little handsome, but the sword eyebrows that were twisted together were greatly discounted.

On closer inspection, the faces of the young scholar and Ying Xuan are very similar.

After trekking for a few miles, when the scholar came to a dilapidated village outside the city, the sunset had already set, and the dusk sunset stained the sky, and at the same time pulled the scholar's figure long.

The villagers in the village were originally bustling for a while, the uncle next door was carrying firewood on his back, and the uncle in the distance was carrying a hare on his shoulder, all talking and laughing.

Seeing the scholar approaching, everyone's eyes couldn't help but light up, and when they were about to step forward, they found the scholar's lost and hesitant look, and they couldn't bear it, and for a while, everyone was silent in an instant.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end it all turned into a sigh.

"I just said, after reading a few books, I thought I was a scholar, and I still wanted to take the imperial examination in high school, and I didn't look in the mirror, which was really bitter for the little lady. ”

When a village woman saw the scholar, she seemed to be angry, her hands were crossed on her waist, her face was slightly fierce, and she raised her hand and pointed at the scholar's nose, and was about to scold.

"You mother-in-law, you have a lot of things, what are you yelling about!"

The uncle, who was carrying firewood on his back, grabbed the village woman and raised his hand to cover his wife's mouth, but the village woman was indomitable and kept struggling, and in desperation, the uncle dragged the village woman to his thatched house.

The rest of the people couldn't help but sigh when they looked at the scene in front of them, and they didn't say anything, but looked at a dilapidated grass hut in the corner of the village, with some unbearable look in their eyes.

The scholar seems to have heard everything in front of him, and he doesn't know whether he really can't see it, or if he is struggling and resisting in his heart, pretending not to see it, and deceiving himself.

Towards the dilapidated thatched hut in the corner of the village, dragging heavy steps.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, there was a young woman with a sleaked face and a thin body, looking forward to it in front of the thatched hut, her clothes covered with patches, a thorn cloth, and her hair simply wrapped in a white hand towel.

Although his face is a little yellow, and he is also wearing a clumsy shirt with patches, he can vaguely see the bright eyes and bright teeth of the past, and his demeanor is also very dignified.

Seeing the scholar's dejected face, the young woman could not hide a trace of distress in her eyes, and tears swirled in her eyes, as if they would overflow if they were not careful.

Then he couldn't help tugging the corners of his clothes, and his hands, which were originally as delicate as jade onions, were now also covered with calluses, and they were even more pale and peeling.

The small and jade Qiong's nose twitched slightly, and the mist in the young woman's eyes was buried deep in her heart, and a smile bloomed on her face, and she walked towards the scholar with lotus steps.

The appearance of the young woman actually has a faint shadow of Ren Yanran.

"Xianggong, you're back, and the house is already cooking. ”

The young woman Yingying stepped forward and said to the scholar, never mentioning the imperial examination, just like in ordinary times, just a little daughter-in-law at home, waiting for the return of the main backbone.

"Lady..."

The scholar's words were a little choked, and he opened his mouth, not knowing what to say, looking at the haggard and thin woman in front of him, his heart was full of pain.

A trace of sourness welled up in her heart, and the woman in front of her abandoned her life of fine clothes and food, abandoned her noble identity, and suffered with herself.

Gently pulling up the woman's hands, she was originally ten fingers that did not touch the spring water, her hands were not only covered with calluses, but also covered with dense needle eyes.

And all these sacrifices are because of following yourself.

"Xianggong, hurry up and eat it, don't get cold. ”

The young woman quietly broke free of her hands from the scholar's hands, as if she didn't want him to see the scarred hands.

Pulling the scholar's arm, with a hint of sweetness, he welcomed him into the room.

The furnishings of the thatched hut were extremely simple, except for a simple stove outside, there was only a bed with badly peeled paint, a table that was somewhat wiped white, and two benches with different lengths of chairs.

It seems that because today is a special day, there is a rare trace of oil on the cabbage made today, and there is a boiled and peeled egg, which is snow-white and attractive.

The young woman took the scholar and sat him on the bench, then turned around and sifted a bowl of porridge with rice grains from a pot of rice soup and handed it to the scholar.

"Xianggong, eat quickly, don't be cold. ”

The young woman had a sweet smile on her face, and when she saw the scholar's eyes, she hurriedly said again.

"Don't blame the minister, after waiting for you to return home for a long time, the concubine has already eaten first. ”

When she had finished speaking, the young woman covered her mouth lightly and let out a burst of laughter like silver bells.

Hearing the young woman's laughter, in an instant, the scholar's thoughts were pulled away, holding the dilapidated clay bowl in both hands, and there was a missing hole in the corner of it, and there were sparse rice grains floating on it, and the scholar's hands couldn't help but tremble a little.

The young woman was originally the pearl of the palm of a family member in the city, regardless of the obstruction of her family, and even did not hesitate to break up, cut off the father-daughter relationship, and married herself.

Although every year the scholars are named in Zhongshan, the young woman treats them as if they were the first time, and they never give up, but also to take care of the scholars and let them realize their dreams.

Since he was a child, he learned to be a female worker in the village, and his fingers were full of pinholes, but he had no regrets, just because he recognized himself as a scholar from the beginning of his heart.

Whenever he thinks of this, the scholar is angry, wants to gain fame, wants to repay his wife, can't bear her suffering, and suffers from the ridicule and white eyes of his relatives and friends in the past.

Today's list, the scholar is full of hope and pride, and rushed to the place where the list is released, in order to be a big Dengke in life, on the list, with scenery and scenery, to correct the name of the young woman.

Not for themselves, just for the world to stop ridiculing the young woman, just for the world to feel that the young woman is happy, and her choice is right.

All these hopes, all these fantasies, at the moment when the list was released, burst like a dream bubble, leaving the scholar speechless.

The scholar was stunned, the young woman was on the side, and the scholar talked about the trivialities of the day, today and the village woman learned to work as a female worker, the grandmother next door sent an egg, and the uncle who chopped wood brought a piece of lard, a little thing, so that the young woman's heart was happy.

In the past, she was a group of maidservants, but now, she has become a layman and a village woman who was her former close friend!

"Lady, I think clearly, tomorrow, I will go to find a long-term job..."

The scholar took the young woman's calloused and needle-eyed hand and opened his mouth, but before he finished speaking, he felt that the jade hand covered his mouth, and he saw his wife even more, with hatred in his eyes.

"Xianggong, I have forgotten the oath of the past. ”

The young woman said sharply, with some fierceness in her eyes, staring at the scholar's eyes until the scholar gradually lowered his head.

The scholar didn't know that at that time, in addition to the old man, he also took a fancy to the scholar, and did not dislike him for being from a poor background, without a father or mother, but was willing to marry him his only pearl in his palm.

He is willing to help him read books, not only the classics such as the Four Books and the Five Classics, but also other books and scriptures to enrich his talents.

At the expense of a lot of money, he invited a well-known teacher, who has the status of a person, which shows that the official does not worship and has a high reputation.

He also promised a lot of money to help him go out to study, visit the old bachelors in the former Hanlin and the world, and seek the true scriptures.

But all this made outsiders envious, and there were some conditions of faint jealousy, all of which were rejected by the scholars one by one, and they were arrogant to put down their arrogance, and they would rely on their own strength to take the high school imperial examination, and they would live up to the young woman's wishes.

The old man couldn't help but look sideways at the scholar's words, and appreciated it more and more, but as time passed year by year, the scholar has been off the list for five consecutive years, counting this year, it is already the sixth year.

The scholar is proud, completely speaking, perhaps because of his humble background and inferiority, unwilling to accept charity, in the face of the scholar's failure, his daughter's haggardness, the old man finally can't look down on it, his words are sharp, and he wants to break up.

It's just that the young woman is consistent, identifies as a scholar, is extremely chaste, has tears in her eyes, and breaks off the father-daughter relationship, which leads to the current situation.

Every time the brothers of the clan meet the young woman, they will inevitably have a sneer, just like a knife, a knife in the heart of the scholar, but also in the heart of the young woman.

......

Under the lake in the dungeon, Ying Xuan's body was stiff and frozen, as if he was a living sculpture, and his eyes were full of pain and struggle. (To be continued.) )

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