Everyone chatted briefly, mainly Yang Hong was talking alone, including He Qiaoxin and Bei Tai and others, but they just exchanged a few words at the beginning, and then listened to Yang Hong talking about poetry and songs.

About half an hour passed, probably tired of talking, and gradually Yang Hong stopped talking. In this case, everyone simply asked He Qiaoxin how he felt about the test, and then left together, but it was different from when he came, when he came, Yang Hong followed Bei Tai and Meng Fei, and when he went back, Yang Hong took people alone, and Bei Tai and Meng Fei went in opposite directions.

There was no exam the next day, and He Qiaoxin only got up on the third pole on the second day, and the first time was after the Tongsheng test. Because he had two days to prepare for the second exam, He Qiaoxin was not in a hurry, and after waking up, he called Wang Fugui in from outside the door, and now Wang Fugui has been completely assimilated into He Qiaoxin's housekeeper.

instructed Wang Fugui to go to the kitchen of the miscellaneous courtyard to ask for two side dishes, and then went to Jingwangzhai not far from Hefu to buy half a roast duck.

Wang Fugui took the maid to deliver the food and dishes to He Qiaoxin's room, and He Qiaoxin began to feast, eating so unhappily! Xu was a little choked and panicked when he ate too quickly, so he asked Wang Fugui to pour a glass of iced vegetable juice.

He Qiaoxin had already guessed that as long as there were no accidents, the identity of this master could already be said to be captured, so he was not anxious, let alone worried. Participated in the second game on August 12, participated in the third game on August 15, and the three games were completed, and everything was settled as soon as the August 24 list came out.

Daming Times Publishing House, at the beginning of this month, officially changed its name to Daming Publishing House, and at the same time opened a branch of Daming Publishing House near the five Qiaoxin printing houses, and the presidents of the five branches were personally selected by several editors-in-chief from their own editorial teams, and finally appointed by He Qiaoxin.

It was noon, and Yang Hong was drinking tea in He San's office. Outside the office, there was a circle of soldiers with armor and knives, and I didn't know what I thought was going on.

In the office, He San's face was very unnatural, but Yang Hong on the other side was very comfortable, drinking tea, crossing Erlang's legs, if it weren't for the bright general's armor, who could see that this was Qiu Ba who was a soldier.

Of course, Yang Hong's own appearance is still five big and three thick, but the temperament on his body makes people cry and laugh. is obviously a general who is a soldier, but he has to pretend to be a literate scholar.

"General Yang, you really can't write this poem, you can't get it in the newspaper!"

"The emperor praised my poems for being good, and the owner of your newspaper also praised me yesterday, why can't you do it?"

He San smiled bitterly, if this is printed for you, the newspaper will not be scolded to death by all the people who read all over the world, and said helplessly:

"Maybe the boss and the emperor like this more, but most people can't accept it, General Yang, your poem is true."

"You still have a free speech and cultural platform posted on the door, I don't need a manuscript fee for you, I will post money to you, and you still don't do it?"

"He's not like that, it's not General Yang that you paid us... If you have something to say, General Yang, you ask him to put away the knife. ”

Yang Hong motioned to the soldiers behind him to put away the knife, turned his head when he was done, and then said to He San: "He San, if you don't agree, let the real person make the decision, how can a man be the same as a woman, mother-in-law, think of me Yang Hong, the capital poetry will participate in countless times, the emperor knows that I am unparalleled, both civil and military, this time I am entrusted with a heavy responsibility, do you know?" ”

He San turned his stiff face to Yang Hong, cracked his extremely ugly mouth and said, "I'll ask the boss, General Yang, you drink tea first, don't get angry... If you have something to say, let's talk about it. ”

"Hmm!"

He San walked out of the office, called a person, explained what he said to go to He Mansion, and turned around and went back to the office.

He San returned to the office, sat on his chair, and drank tea with an ugly face.

He Qiaoxin, who had just eaten, listened to the words of the publishing house staff sent by He San, and couldn't help crying and laughing for a while, and thought about it:

"If you go back, just tell the third uncle, this General Yang's poem is good, you can go to the Daming Times, anyone can publish an article in the Daming Times, you can't just because General Yang is a martial artist who is a soldier, don't report it, let him apologize to General Yang, this matter is over, I still have to prepare for the exam, so I won't go over to arrange it."

After listening to He Qiaoxin's words, the person who came also laughed awkwardly, answered "yes" when he was done, and turned back.

When Yang Hong and He San heard the report, their feelings were diametrically opposed. Yang Hong was very happy, and felt that He Qiaoxin, the little brother, understood himself. He San frowned, feeling that the boss was going to do something again.

He San briefly talked to Yang Hong and informed him that the poem he sent would be published in the Daming Times, which was a chess game, and would be printed and sold nationwide.

Yang Hong, who received the reply, walked out of the Daming Publishing House and came to the street with satisfaction. Yang Hong's five big and three thick bodies walked in front, although he was not as tall and majestic as Mu Bin, but walking in front of a group of subordinates who were much smaller than him, it was still very eye-catching, and the people in the capital only felt that Yang Hong was walking on his toes.

When the time came to evening, Yang Hong was at the door of his mansion in the capital, and a team of gongs and drums came to the door.

The capital is close at hand, and it soon attracted a group of people to watch the excitement.

Yang Hong came out with someone, only to recognize that this was not Wang Li's father-in-law in the palace, why did he move the crowd so much, and stepped forward to give a salute.

I heard Wang Li say: "The emperor has a decree!" ”

These four words clearly entered the ears of everyone present, Yang Hong hurriedly knelt down to receive the order, and the onlookers also quickly knelt down, and at this time the drum band also stopped playing.

"Fengtian carrier, the emperor said:

Yang Hongwen is brilliant and has excellent martial arts.

Guarding the customs for the Ming Dynasty but never complaining, I know it well in my heart, and I miss Yang Hong's talent.

I am specially rewarded, with a hundred taels of silver and a hundred pieces of silk.

Give a plaque of "Civil and Military Shuangquan".

Chin this! ”

Long live my emperor, long live, long live!

… A burst of mountain shouts and long live voices came and went one after another under the leadership of Yang Hong.

The team beat gongs and drums again, Wang Li stepped forward to help Yang Hong, said hard work, exchanged a few words of greeting, and led the team all the way back to the palace.

When Wang Li walked away, Yang Hong thought to himself, sure enough, he was deeply valued by the emperor, and it seemed that he should study more, thinking about other soldiers, which one is so loved by the current emperor, this is not because he is talented.

The next morning, I just had breakfast. The matter reached He Qiaoxin's ears, and He Qiaoxin's body fell to the ground unsteadily, and so... I'm afraid that something big will happen to Yang Hong's poems printed out in the newspaper, I was sloppy yesterday, this Ming God of War is really a pit, and I also sent a plaque with both civil and military skills, so that I will not become a sycophant who tends to be inflammatory.

In the palace, Zhu Qizhen was very happy listening to Jinyiwei's recital, after all, he was a ten-year-old child, and his face showed a happy look after the prank was successful.

"Haha! I finally let that guy eat the scales and can't spit it out, Yang Hong is really my lucky general, yesterday after hearing that Daming Publishing House was going to help Yang Hong's poems in the newspaper, I knew... In this way, then He Qiaoxin will definitely suffer the consequences of his own evil, so that he will calculate that I still have my companions. ”

Next to him, Wang Li fanned the wind and said: "The emperor is sage, the emperor's plan is unparalleled." ”

"Okay, your ability to pat on the back is far worse than that of your companions, so don't slap on the back, it's too obvious, you all go down."

Wang Li and Jinyiwei's spies walked out of the imperial study, and a deafening "Yo he!" came from the imperial study! ”

He Qiaoxin, who had thought about it for a long time and didn't come up with a way, in one day, most of the newspapers in the north had been printed, and there was no way to change it, so he simply stopped thinking about it and prepared for the second township exam tomorrow with peace of mind.

The next day, August 12, with the ringing of the bell in the Gongyuan, the title and volume of the second scene were sent to He Qiaoxin's case.

Looking at the title, He Qiaoxin smiled, and a red light appeared on his face, compared with the topic of the first scene, this is simply extremely simple.

Just like last time, I thought about how to solve the problem in my mind, so I wrote it on the straw paper and made a draft.

On this day, even He Zhong felt that this exam was very easy.

On August 13, He Qiaoxin was invited by Yang Hong to participate in the poetry meeting belonging to the soldiers.

On August 14, He Qiaoxin was dragged by Yang Hong to visit the Huaxian Building in the capital, and he was drunk, and at night the ten-year-old He Qiaoxin was spanked for the first time.

On August 15, the family was supposed to celebrate the Mid-Autumn Festival, but the three He Qiaoxin brothers could only say goodbye to their parents for one day, and like other students who participated in the township examination, they entered the Gongyuan for the third examination of the township examination.

On August 16, Yang Hong was rewarded by the emperor again, and he was happy... asked someone to safely "invite" He Qiaoxin from He Mansion to Huaxian Tower to listen to music, and He Qiaoxin was spanked by He Wenyuan again.

On August 17, he took He San to Huaxian Tower alone to listen to music, and was spanked by He Wenyuan.

On August 18, the latest issue of Daming Times went on sale, He Qiaoxin and the publishing house were scolded very badly, and they had no choice but to come to Huaxian Lou to borrow wine to kill their sorrows, He Wenyuan saw through the world and no longer beat his third son Qiao Xin.

On August 19, Yang Hong was very happy with the newspaper, and "forced" He Qiaoxin to come to Huaxian Tower to celebrate, drink and listen to music.

On August 20, He Qiaoxin couldn't bear it, and in order to open up the exam, he Zhong smashed the eldest brother He Zhong, and took He Zhong to Huaxian Building to drink and listen to music.

On August 21, although He Zhong's mood improved, he was still a little sad, and He Qiaoxin could only pull He Zhong to Huaxian Tower again to drink and listen to music.

On August 22, the popularity of the reader scolding Yang Hong and the publishing house declined, He Qiaoxin was overjoyed, and pulled Yang Hong and He Zhong, Huaxian Lou to drink and listen to music.

On August 23, Qian Yuan came to visit, thinking of all the previous things, He Qiaoxin was depressed, and drank and listened to music in Huaxian Building alone.

On August 24, I felt that the three brothers He Qiaoxin at the gate of the Gongyuan were waiting to release the list. The success of the township test is all known today, and He Zhong had already planned to give up watching the list, but he ate a few times of flower wine and was in a much better mood, so he followed He Qiaoxin and He Qiaofu to the gate of the Gongyuan to watch the list.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

Three bells rang and the red-clad official took three lists and pasted them on the notice board.

The three of them began to search, and after a while, they heard He Qiaofu shouting: "Hit, hit!" ”

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