It was getting dark, and the lantern on the bow of the ship had not yet been extinguished.

A red sun jumped out of the misty water, and when the wind blew, countless broken spots of light jumped on the deep and secluded water.

On the vast surface of the lake, the fog is rising, and a fishing boat breaks through the fog and treads the waves, riding the wind from the depths of the waters.

The boat swayed and creaked, and docked at the pier on the side of the mountain.

Without waiting for the young man in Tsing Yi to put down the rocking boat, the little girl standing at the bow of the boat had already jumped off the boat with an arrow step, and quickly tied the cable to the wooden stake by the pier.

Qingshan Academy is built on the mountainside of Nanyang City, on an avenue in front of the main entrance, several carriages are lined up one after another, and the drivers are holding the reins and waiting for the students to get off. As soon as the student got out of the car, the driver immediately pulled the reins to lead the carriage and mule cart away, and waited until he reached another fork in the road before he quickly got into the carriage and drove the carriage away quickly.

No matter what your identity is, rich or powerful, a commoner in white clothes, if you want to enter Qingshan Academy, you must get off the bus at the foot of the mountain, climb the stone steps by yourself, and walk into the academy.

There are a total of 99 stone steps leading to the academy, and the wide and flat stone steps are trampled by many students year after year. The towering trees on both sides of the stone steps cover the sky and the sun, and the pine waves in the forest are gusting, and the wind blows, as if thousands of troops and horses are galloping.

Today is the big exam day of Castle Peak Academy, and the quiet mountain road in the past is very lively in the morning.

I heard that the invigilator today is the teachings of the Guozijian in the capital.

I heard that this time, the Great Shang Dynasty did not select talents in an eclectic manner, and the teachers of Guozijian went to academies all over the country to invigilate the examination, hoping to select talented people in the academies and enter Guozijian.

The students are talking about the big exam of Qingshan Academy, and they are more hoping that they can cut through the thorns and be discerned by the teachings of Guozijian in this big exam.

Three young students stood on the steps halfway up the mountain, one of them holding a book in his hand and tilting his head to talk to another student on his left.

"I heard that this time it's ......"

Before he could finish speaking, another student on the right hurriedly pushed him on the shoulder and shouted at the bottom of the mountain: "Here it is." ”

The three of them hurriedly looked down, down the steps, and the dense fog under the mountain was disturbed by the carriage and dispersed and gathered, making it impossible to see who was coming.

"Is it really coming?"

A few students who were standing on the first steps of their home were busy carrying their school bags and following their gaze to look down.

Without waiting for the carriage under the stone steps to stop, a young man in Tsing Yi flashed out in front of the carriage, carrying a bookbag in one hand and a bamboo basket in the other.

The students who were waiting halfway up the mountain inhaled and sighed together, and they inevitably felt a sense of loss in their hearts.

It seemed that the stone steps were full of classmates, and the young man in Tsing Yi who walked in front was slightly stunned and stopped in front of the steps.

"What's wrong?"

The little girl behind her walked out, looked at the students in front of her and asked, "What are you doing blocking the road?" ”

"No ......"

The white face of the student holding the book turned red, and he hurriedly stepped aside: "Miss Lu, please first." ”

The little girl immediately raised her head high, walked quickly in front of the young man in Tsing Yi, and when she saw that the young man was not moving, she shouted coquettishly: "Brother, hurry up." ”

The little girl has not yet reached the end of her life, but she has seen Fanghua for the first time, with white skin and white skin, and beauty for the first time. The sound is even more crisp and hollow, like a yellow bird. She puffed out her cheeks, and her cheeks were white and pink, as if she had rubbed the most delicate rouge. She didn't look at the students standing on both sides of the mountain who refused to go up the mountain for a long time, and only cared about reaching out and pulling the young man behind her to go up.

didn't wait for the young man in Tsing Yi to pass, and the student holding the book opened his mouth again: "Lu Biao, I wish you success in today's big exam, and you can be favored by the teachings and be elected to the Guozijian." ”

The young student's eyes were full of sincerity, without the slightest jealousy or ridicule.

Lu Biaoge stood up straight, bowed his hand, and said humbly: "Lu Biao hopes that a few seniors can succeed in their studies and enter the country." As for me...... In this big exam, I will follow my father into Beijing and stop studying. ”

"What?" The students were shocked, "Why don't you read it?" ”

Lu Biao has been in the academy for five years, and he can't be said to be talented, but he is a person who makes people happy and willing to associate with him.

He is good-looking, his family is superior, but he is humble and polite.

Especially his sister Lu Qingluan, who followed him to the academy every day to audit, everyone watched this cute little girl grow up from an ignorant little girl, as if looking at her own sister.

Lu Yangge smiled and didn't answer, but his sister Lu Qingluan opened his mouth: "Daddy said that my brother is not good at studying, so he can only go back to inherit the family business." ”

"......"

The student holding the book was about to speak, and his sleeve robe was gently pulled by the classmate next to him, and he said, "It's okay, it's okay......"

As for what is good, he doesn't know.

Those who come to Qingshan Academy to study, who don't want to gain fame and fame, can one day worship the prime minister.

No matter how much wealth the Lu family has, it is just a family of merchants, how can it be compared with the official eunuchs.

There is not an abyss between these two classes, but there is also a gap that cannot be crossed, and for them, the only shortcut they can take is to study and gain fame.

Lu Biao has been studying at Castle Peak Academy for five years, and his learning is not top, but he is not bad.

I don't know why......

Lu Yangge didn't explain, nor did he stop, he just bowed slightly to everyone, stepped up, and walked towards the academy.

The wind on the mountain was a little stronger, blowing through the boy's clothes, through the mist, as if a person was about to step on the fog and turn into a fairy.

A voice from behind him who didn't know: "It's a pity, it's a pity ......"

Is it a pity?

Lu Yangge shook her head gently, if she was really a man, maybe she would fight.

It's a pity she's not.

However, there seems to be no regret about this.

During her five years at Castle Peak Academy, she learned a lot and met a group of quite good classmates.

And the Lu family, as well as the old friends around the Lu family, have made a qualitative leap in the past five years.

That's what she needs.

Lu Qingluan was in front, Lu Yangge was behind, and the two "brothers and sisters" walked on the stone steps in the mountain one after the other.

Xu has been accustomed to walking the mountain road over the years, and when he climbed to the end of the stone steps, he only panted slightly, and he did not feel tired.

Seeing that it was still early, Lu Yangge couldn't help but remind: "Qingluan, if you are tired, go and sit next to you and rest before going in." ”

"Let's stand for a moment."

Lu Qingluan took a light breath and looked back at the mountain.

Under the layers of steps, the students in Tsing Yi went up the mountain together, accompanied by the pine waves from the pine forests on both sides of the stone steps, which looked unusually harmonious.

The autumn day was foggy, and when I looked up, I saw the high gate of the academy, and at the end of the line of sight, a young man in black clothes walked down from a high place.

The late autumn wind was wet and cold, heavy and light, and through the autumn fog, Lu Yangge watched Song Yunfei cross the crowd step by step from the mountain to her.

(End of chapter)