Listening to this familiar name again, the gentle eye waves that he was holding his hair for Song Yuxuan and the core on the dried apricot were almost swallowed by Song Yuxuan, and finally Song Yuxuan spit out the kernel with difficulty, his eyes were fixed in the medicine cup, and there was still half a bowl of medicinal liquid left in the medicine cup, and said: "The right court awarded Shen Jia's only son, how can he suffer a loss to others?" "What do you mean?" He asked, a little puzzled. "Is that your child?" Song Yuxuan answered simply and thoroughly. "Impossible!" He was a little surprised. "How so? After the dried apricots were sweetened, the faint bitterness spread uncontrollably, just like the secret of the heart at this moment. At the beginning, he rejected Song Yu thousands of miles away, I am afraid that he would abandon his status halfway, the son of Shen Jia, can he marry a mediocre palace maid? has accumulated generations of family prestige, and he should marry a well-connected lady.

For a long time, I didn't think about him, and I still completely sealed my memories.

"For example, people today always go out of their way to send their sons and daughters into the public service." Bathe? "The teacher's responsibility is to help the student to develop a correct outlook on life and the world, so that they can grow up healthily, and not to raise him into a defective person in school," Sukhomlinsky said. Qin Xue retreated, and said: "In the blink of an eye, the spring of the next year will start and enter the spring again, and the Su family will be worried again." ”

The students of Shanglin College were selected by their fathers, and they were keen and studious, and they were able to pass the township examination, but not everyone could easily pass the examination after that. In today's increasingly fierce competition in the imperial examination, many Jinshi have chosen to study far away from their hometowns, or even go away from home, to seek an opportunity to realize the value of Song Yuxuan. This phenomenon can be said to be a unique cultural phenomenon under the traditional imperial examination system. Moreover, the college is demanding, students must first pass the father's pass, obtain their father's affirmation of their knowledge, before they can go to Beijing to take the examination, after some selection, the number of students who go to the examination in each session of the college is relatively small, but there are few people who fail the list, in fact, the good reputation of the college is not unrelated to this system.

"Dad is very serious about this Chunqiu, and there are probably seven or eight people in the academy who will come to rush him to take the exam," Song Yuqiu scolded in a snoring tone, and said softly: "Dad is going to let my younger brother also come to take this Chunqiu exam." ”

Sister Ning turned around and wanted to inquire about her younger brother's information, she didn't say a word to Song Yuqiu, but relied on her voice from a small name to a big name "Brother Qingchuan", and she has not given up until now, and the mood of her childhood sweetheart crush has been completely thrown away. And this time, Song Yuxuan also came to this world with a worried heart. On a sunny afternoon, Song Yuxuan stood at the door of the hospital, looking at the familiar figure in front of him. His name is Shen Weiai, and he has been dead for more than a year. Just like after hearing the name Shen Weizhi, there will be a faint sourness in my heart, but I still can't help but notice all kinds of things about that person.

At least at this moment, Song Yuxuan and her had a faint sadness in their hearts, and quietly wandered to think of a man who was no longer related to them at all.

She twisted her fingers with the osmanthus crisp, and then quickly regained her composure, dropped the crumbs of the snack on the quilt, and said with a smile: "This is very good, Brother Qingchuan has finally come out, and after the examination, he doesn't have to be urged by Mr. to write papers all day long!" He sighed softly: "Sister Qingchuan, you are really lucky! Do you know how Brother Harukawa survived to Jinshi and the first? Harukawa nodded and told his story. Song Yuxuan knew. Her smile is demure, but it is like a firework in the dark night.

For Sister Ning in front of her, Song Yuxuan seemed to see her figure, but she tried her best to endure and refuse to pierce those hidden bits and pieces, and accompanied her to constantly reminisce about the past years: "In the past, my younger brother was punished for copying texts, so let's help deal with it together!" The father said to Song Yuqiu: "You know, Song Yuxuan's son is like this. "How does Song Yuxuan know?" Song Yuxuan thought, he must have something hidden! "Of course I do!" Father laughed. Although Dad neglected to discipline Song Yuxuan, but his younger brother is a man after all, and taking the career path is the right way, and Dad will show a stern side in front of him.

"If Brother Qingchuan can go to middle school, Song Yuxuan will definitely ask for the blessings of the gods and Buddhas!" When she said this, it was late at night. Xie Changan lay in the hospital for nearly two months, and the doctors advised her to rest, but she just refused to go. The doctor told her, "You have to cooperate well with the treatment to recover." Xie Changan's palms were pressed together, her eyes were bitter like thick ink melting into thick ink, the more pious she was at this moment, the more sad her heart became.

All kinds of things in the past, vividly, yesterday vividly, I don't want Sister Ning and my brother to get married, but fate is never controlled by people. When my sister got married, my brother had already married away from home, leaving only a lonely daughter, and she is still pulling her two younger brothers at home with hard work, and life is tight. Now that the two of them have their own place, who knows that the younger brother doesn't know that Sister Ning has entered the palace as a concubine, and it is inevitable that there is still a disillusioned fantasy hidden in his heart.

I missed it from the beginning, Sister Ning Shaohua couldn't wait for her younger brother, and her younger brother was bent on waiting for her, or waiting.

For the first time, Song Yusui wrapped Xie Changan tightly in her arms, and she just muttered: "If the sky is not tired of Song Yuqiu's greed, Song Yusui will have another child!" Her eyes were filled with tears. Song Yuqiu doesn't want children! Song Yuxuan cried and said, "Why are you doing this? "Because Song Yuxuan loves you!" "But, can't Song Yuxuan give you a happiness? Tears rolled down her cheeks.

The harem woman is trapped in the land of two miles square, but her husband is alone, and he would rather ask for a son than a holy favor. Not for the sake of glory, but for the glory that belongs only to him. However, she pinned her hopes on a boy named "Buddha". What can I do? Should Song Yuqiu ask the Buddha and Bodhisattva for a child?" What kind of person is the Buddha? Should Song Yuxuan also ask the Bodhisattva to give birth to a child?

"Sister Ning, don't be sad, Song Yingche has always been very good to you!" She said softly to Song Yuqiu. "Really?" Song Yuxuan asked rhetorically, "Then, you should also think about it!" She smiled and said, "Of course." "Then try it! Song Yuqiu stroked her back and finished saying this, but flashed yesterday Song Yingche reached out and helped Song Yuqiu up, crossed Sister Ning's lens, and couldn't help but whisper.

"He dotes on you. Song Yuqiu was sad, but not jealous. Song Yuqiu didn't ask him what good he did to Song Yuqiu. Song Yuqiu only hopes to have a child in her heart. Xie Changan pulled Song Yuqiu's waist tightly, all the pain suddenly poured out, and he cried hoarsely: "It's too lonely after all!" ”