In the early morning, the light of the sunrise reflects the sparse clouds on the horizon. In the thin air, a few birds chirped.

"Is there an official journal issued by the Lieutenant Yamen of Jingcheng County?" Early in the morning, Qiu Shaohu stood directly in front of the newly opened bookstall and asked.

"Come here early in the morning and say you're going to buy a few official magazines, are you sick?" The stall owner only felt inexplicable, "It's only a few o'clock, and the people from the government haven't sent it yet, if you want it......"

"Bang!" Qiu Shaohu threw a large ingot of silver in front of his stall, too lazy to talk nonsense, and said directly: "Don't you want today, you keep it for a month or so?" ”

"Master, please here, I haven't sold out before, it's all here, you pick it yourself, take as much as you want." The stall owner immediately changed his face, holding the silver and his eyes glowing.

Complimentary, making people laugh.

Directly solve the problem in the most efficient way, looking at the messy pile of old journals next to him, Qiu Shaohu did not waste time, and began to look through the pages one by one.

It was an extremely boring, monotonous and time-consuming task, and he wanted to find a certain official issue on a certain day a month ago, but he did not know the specific date, issue number, or even the specific content. The only thing that is clear is that it probably says about the burning of the county government and the request for donations, as well as the handwriting of his own enemies on it.

The sun rises overhead as the wind floats. From the early morning to the present, Qiu Shaohu has not eaten water and rice, and he feels a little tired after tossing and turning for several days without rest.

Just turned over half of those old periodicals, Qiu Shaohu's eyes suddenly lit up, and he picked up the official magazine at the beginning of last month. The main content of the above page is not much different from what Luo Yuanshen said, mainly "asking for gentry to raise donations". And what he paid special attention to was the font of this official magazine, which was the handwriting of his enemies he knew.

In order to express the government's determination, some official periodicals are often printed not in ready-made fonts, but are finalized and handwritten by an official, and then handed over to a craftsman to print them one by one according to this font, and use the method of writing himself to show his importance.

There is no doubt that the present publication was apparently handwritten and printed by his enemies themselves.

But the problem is that there is no signature left on it, so that even if you want to check it, you can't actually check it.

"What about that?" Qiu Shaohu pondered, "Do you want to ask someone from the government directly?" However, in the capital city, there are tens of thousands of officials in it, and most of them are not subordinate to each other, so even if they ask, they may not be able to ask. Even with the star chart, such an ordinary official journal, you can only find out when and where it was printed, and who wrote it is still unknown. ”

Qiu Shaohu frowned and pondered.

"Huo Huo, you bought so many waste magazines, are you planning to make a collection of past events? But it's not interesting to collect these official clichés.,If you want, I can recommend your basic novels.。 ”

A soft, teasing voice burst into his ears without him noticing. Qiu Shaohu was startled, turned his head and saw that Li Yixuan was dressed in green yarn, and his hair was combed into a hanging bun, like an innocent girl. It's just that the movements of her hands don't match the young woman - because she is holding a bowl of pastries, feasting on the road, without any regard for her image.

"Eat?" Seeing Qiu Shaohu's somewhat surprised expression, Li Yixuan didn't see it at all, and directly gave him a piece of mochi and asked.

"Why are you ......" Qiu Shaohu was also a little hungry, so he directly took the mochi and swallowed it in three bites. Then I remembered that Li Yixuan had also said that he would come to Kangjing before.

"As a well-known writer, I should also come to the bookstall often, on the one hand, to see what readers like this year, and on the other hand, to see how my books are selling." Li Yixuan said, his eyes rolled, and he saw the new book signed "Unknown Student from Far Away" on the bookstall, and couldn't help but pick up a copy of his own masterpiece, while looking at it and talking to himself, "It seems that the sales are not bad." ”

"Aren't you going to find Yangzhai Hanke? Now ......" Qiu Shaohu knows that Li Yixuan came to Kangjing, just like himself, and he also has a purpose.

"I'm looking for her right now." She smiled lightly, and didn't seem to want to say more.

Li Yixuan's gaze turned, and he inadvertently put it on the official journal in Qiu Shaohu's hand, and his eyes immediately showed a suspicious look.

"Ah, this is ......" Qiu Shaohu was about to explain why he was holding this, when he heard Li Yixuan continue: "I have seen this handwriting. ”

"Where?" This was really an accident, Qiu Shaohu even felt a tingling feeling on his scalp for a moment.

"In ......" Li Yixuan pondered for a moment, in the past few days, in order to find the traces of Yangzhai Hanke, she had come into contact with too many books, and she couldn't remember where she had seen them for a while, and there was only similar handwriting, which was also very confusing.

"It's a question set." She said afterward.

"Question set?" Qiu Shaohu frowned slightly.

"Yes, it's a question set." Li Yixuan remembered, "I have seen this handwriting, at this time in previous years, in order to facilitate the final revision of students who can take the exam, the Ministry of Rites will take the initiative to send out a part of the question collection as a reference for today's scholars." In order to make them better understand the main points of this year's exam questions, some details will be annotated by today's officials. Zhile Zhai also included some of these question sets, and on some of them, I saw similar correction handwriting. ”

"Then ...... you" Qiu Shaohu was about to say this, but he didn't want Li Yixuan to spread his hands directly, and said, "I'm sorry, I'm busy now, and I really don't have time to help you find it." But if you want to go on your own, you can actually find a larger study room, which naturally has everything. ”

"That's enough!" Qiu Shaohu was also a little impatient at this time, for him, it was enough to give him a direction, as for how much others helped, it was completely outside his body.

Seeing Qiu Shaohu leave here in a hurry, looking at his rapidly disappearing back, Li Yixuan couldn't help muttering: "The action is still so strong, be careful not to exhaust yourself." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, she remembered one more thing to herself, and took out something from her arms, which was the soft lotus silk paper of Yangzhai Hanke.

"I've been checking for so long, why did you finally appear in the Shengongmen?"

The reason why Li Yixuan didn't go to help Qiu Shaohu was that he couldn't let go, and he was still a cold guest in Yangzhai.

For the young friends who have just met, there are countless opportunities to meet again; But for old friends who have passed away, sometimes they miss it, and they can't find it again in their lifetime.

……

Outside the courtyard of the Ministry of Rites, there is a small pavilion. In the pavilion, many scholars were exchanging and discussing with each other in front of the newly issued collection of questions from previous years.

"It turns out that the current head of the household, Lord Li, wrote this way in his policy back then, which is really eye-opening."

"There is also last year's champion Zhang Ji, I heard that he is now serving in the Hanlin Academy, this article is not only beautifully written, but also has smooth thinking, and it really does not disgrace the name of the champion."

"Yes, to be able to really observe the real works of these scholars in the past, I would never have imagined it before."

"The imperial court still cares about us, I'm afraid that we won't be able to do well in the exam, so the reference test questions from previous years have been given to us."

"This is the grace given to the scholars by the Ministry of Rites, only we can get it, and we can't buy it with any amount of money outside."

"The essence of the previous generations of students' test papers is here, who would be willing to sell it?"

"This is not necessarily, I heard that even if the imperial court repeatedly ordered that the true works of such scholars of the previous generation should not be passed on, otherwise they would be punished for fraud, confiscating family property and canceling grades, but every year there are scholars who can't resist the temptation and sell these question collections to outsiders."

"This is because of a small loss, if you keep these question sets, the probability of the high school gold list is much greater. In the future, if you can be on an equal footing with the people who write these wonderful essays, where will you get less money? ”

The scholars chattered and gossiped a lot in the pavilion, but they did not discuss much about the real content of the above.

"That's not right!" Among them, An Jin suddenly spoke.

He was petite, extremely inconspicuous among the crowd, and his voice was so small that it was almost inaudible, so no one cared about his words.

He himself took his own book of questions from the previous generation of scholars, looked at a policy treatise, and felt strange.

The signature on this policy is "Time Memory", and the content in it involves a series of topics such as "benevolence, filial piety, loyalty", "body and love for the people", and the writing is brilliant, which is really talented.

However, An Jin just knew that this could not be written by Shi Yi himself.

Because above, everywhere is like an old pedant, full of the kind of "do not seek merit, but seek no fault" of stability, lacking the kind of time memory, which makes people feel refreshed.

……

"Where are the questions here?"

went to a bookseller called "Shangru Bookstore", Qiu Shaohu went straight to the point and directly explained his requirements to the people here. The other party saw that he was young and capable, and only thought that he was also a scholar this year, and did not suspect his purpose, but just took him to a bookshelf and let him choose freely.

Qiu Shaohu opened a collection of inscriptions, but he didn't see the enemy's handwriting on it. Until he finished all these question sets, there was still no clue.

Others were surprised by his fast flipping speed, and said that this young man could read so fast, can he see clearly?

"There's nothing." Qiu Shaohu was a little disappointed, "It seems that I have to change a bookseller to find ......."

While he was busy with the things in front of him, a person came in from outside the door again, he looked around the bookshelves, and passed by Qiu Shaohu's side.

Qiu Shaohu seemed to feel something, and glanced at the other party more.

Then, I heard this middle-aged man ask the bookseller here directly: "Do you have any authentic works of the previous generation of scholars here?" ”

His tone was steady, no different from that of an ordinary scholar.

Qiu Shaohu's whole body suddenly tensed.