The impact of Mrs. Fengsheng's serious illness was even greater than imagined, at least the martial nobles and nobles in Beijing all postponed their own wedding banquets, and even the originally scheduled palace elections were stopped.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the highest point on the north side of the Imperial City, the Dragon Head Palace, the Imperial Palace.

"I heard that the faithful king was beaten by the saints......

"That's none of your business, crooked, rewrite one!"

Jia Cong's enthusiasm for learning will never exceed two hours, if Daiyu hadn't pressed him to sit at the desk every day, the little fat man's ass would be like a thorn, and he couldn't sit still!

"Sister Lin, this is for me to ignore what is going on outside the window, and only read the books of sages and sages!"

Jia Cong, who was muttering, had no choice but to pick up the pen again, wipe a stroke here, hook that one, and copy the pavilion body.

This kind of font specially created to deal with the imperial examination is definitely the biggest torture for Jia Cong.

Daiyu held the travelogue in one hand, sipping tea and reading the book with crooked eyebrows, supervising Jia Cong who was muttering and practicing calligraphy, and the plum blossom petals outside the window fell with the wind, and the years were quiet.

All the wind and rain outside the house don't seem to be able to blow in this small study. Yesterday Yangzhou sent a letter, Daddy will come to Beijing to report on his work after the Spring Festival, maybe this time the Beijing inspection plan is over, Daddy can be promoted to Beijing official.

A gust of wind gently stirred the pages of the book, and there was no cold of the past. The two fat finches landed on the bare peach branch in front of the window, chirped and sang for a while, brushed each other's feathers, and tilted their heads to stare at the two people in the room.

The corners of Daiyu's mouth raised slightly, and she whispered: "The remnants of February flowers fall and bloom again, and the winter is cold and spring returns early. The whispering of dead branches outside the window is due to the east wind calling birds."

Jia Cong's eyes lit up, moved to Daiyu's side, leaned over the little chubby face, sniffed the fragrance on the little girl's body, and whispered, "Spring is coming, ......why don't we go to the city to go out of the city?"

"Yes, it's a warm spring day and a clear sky."

Daiyu raised her hand to half-cover the warm golden sun, and squinted her eyes slightly. With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she gently pushed the little chubby face that came to her, and the soft touch made her playful.

pinched his familiar face and said funny: "How good, spring is blooming, it is a good time to study. How about a few more posters from tomorrow?"

Ahh......hh

Jia Cong immediately jumped back, his eyes widened, and he pointed at Daiyu and screamed.

"Are you the devil? Where's my lovely and loving Sister Lin? Where are you hiding, get her back......

Boom!

Daiyu stretched out her hand and gently knocked on the little fat man's brain, covered her mouth and smiled: "Your cute and loving sister Lin has been hidden in the notebook by me, hurry up and take a few more, maybe I will save her out."

Saying that, Daiyu got up, picked up the calligraphy that was touched by Jia Cong, tilted her head and smiled, "San Lang, come, the spring flowers are blooming and reading, let's continue to post."

"Ahhhh......h

The pair of fat finches outside the window sang a spring song with the laughter in the house, Jia Yu passed by outside the courtyard, smiled when he heard it, and left with his back hand.

……

With the opening of the Jingcha and the grand plan, the court, which was originally in trouble because of the matter of clearing the fields and acres, seemed to be splashed with a bucket of cold water, and the wind changed overnight.

….

The temples of all the ministries have stopped a lot, and the leisure of the past is not there, and the officials are hurriedly looking for relationships, wanting to inquire about the arrangements of the ministry.

By the time Qi Bohan and Chu Bang were out of Beijing to inspect the localities, there seemed to be a lot less dispute in the cabinet. After consulting the emperor, the upright Zhou Jiong temporarily implemented the method of doing nothing to cool down the affairs of Qingzhang Tianmu, and was finally completely suppressed by the upcoming Spring Festival.

In Beijing, there is never a shortage of new things.

On the ninth day of the first month, the door of the Gongyuan was opened, and Lin Bai, who lived in Rongguo Mansion, went to try the spring festival. Time flies, and three days later, on the February 12 Flower Festival, Daiyu was ten years old.

Due to the taboo of avoiding the critical illness of the Holy Lady, Daiyu's ten-day birthday banquet could only be celebrated slightly. In addition to the relatives in the house, the in-laws were not invited.

Before dawn, Jia Cong went into the kitchen and stood on the edge of the pot with a stool

, wasted a lot of ingredients, and finally cooked a bowl of longevity noodles that was quite qualified.

It was slightly cold in early spring, and when Zijuan pushed open the window, she happened to see Jia Cong holding a tray and cautiously coming in from the courtyard door.

"Girl, Third Master Cong is here."

Daiyu, who was freshening up, wondered, "So early? When did Brother Cong become so diligent? These days, he can put it off as much as he wants, for fear that he will come to me early and give him more homework."

Knock knock knock......

As he spoke, there was a knock on the door.

"Sister Lin, I'm here to celebrate your birthday!"

Xue Yan grinned, and said as she opened the door, "It turns out that my uncle is worried about the girl's birthday, but I don't know if Master Lin wants to give my uncle's disciple a day off today."

This uncle made Dai Yuqiao blush, and said coquettishly, "You girl, why are you still arranging me."

The door opened, and Jia Cong saw Daiyu sitting in front of the mirror at a glance, with long hair scattered, looking at him with a smile.

"Sister Lin, happy birthday!"

The room was filled with a faint fragrance, Jia Cong sniffed lightly, put the steaming longevity noodles on the table, and proudly expressed his merits: "This is the longevity noodles I made myself, Sister Lin try it."

Daiyu, who was originally smiling, suddenly turned red, and tears fell from her eyes.

"Sister Lin, don't cry......"

"I didn't cry!"

Daiyu wiped away her tears, picked up the chopsticks, lowered her head and took a small bite.

Jia Cong lay on the table and watched Daiyu shed tears while eating longevity noodles. Neither of them said anything about crying or not crying, and they had a good understanding of each other, and the children had long been mindful and knew each other's thoughts.

A bowl of steaming longevity noodles went down, and Daiyu felt that the slight cold of early spring had long since disappeared.

After the makeup was finished, Daiyu at this time was like a fairy with a hundred flowers, so that the little fat man who was lying in front of the table staring at her couldn't take his eyes off.

Daiyu stretched out her slender jade fingers and gently tapped his brain, with a smile in her eyebrows: "Today's birthday is my birthday, am I the biggest?"

"Of course!"

Jia Cong nodded without hesitation, but he didn't know that he had fallen into Daiyu's trap.

I saw Daiyu get up and go to the back of the screen, and after a while, she took a small box and put it in front of Jia Cong, Yingying smiled: "Open it and take a look......

Yes?

"Open it and see what I gave you."

….

Jia Cong subconsciously opened the small box, only to see that it was a neat box of books.

He looked through it, and the handwriting was very familiar, all of them were beautiful hairpins.

"This is the scriptures and scriptures that I have copied these days, Brother Cong, I will wait for you to marry me when you pass the exam!"

Jia Cong raised her head and looked at the blushing girl in front of her in surprise, this was the first time that Sister Lin had confessed to herself.

I saw that although Daiyu was so ashamed that her face was blushing to her neck, she was still waiting for his response. The snow geese and purple juan on the side covered their mouths in surprise, and looked at their girls with wide eyes and incredulous expressions.

Jia Cong laughed, took out a small red silk wrap from his sleeve, and slowly opened it.

It is a hairpin carved from mahogany, slightly rough, but also decorated with gold wire, on which there is a butterfly woven with gold wire, which sparkles in the golden glow of the morning sun.

He took a step forward, stretched out his hand and inserted the hairpin into Daiyu's bun, and said softly, "The birthday star has said so, so how can I not take the Tanhualang exam? This hairpin is made by me, and it is rough and rough, but it represents my heart for Sister Lin. You and I will meet in Xingbang, and when we cross the horse on the street that day, please put on my wedding dress, and I will marry you!"

……

Since the ninth day of the second lunar month, after nine days of suffering, the lifters who went to the test finally climbed out of the Shuntianfu Gongyuan.

That's right, it's like crawling out.

Jia Cong looked at the Confucian students who "crawled" out of Yuguan, and couldn't help but shudder.

It's scary!

can torture people like this, the imperial examination is really not a human thing!

The Lin family can be regarded as both civil and military, Lin Bai and his friends supported each other, and the moment he walked out of the tribute courtyard, he almost cried.

It's so painful, why did you get a stinky number? If it weren't for the sachets in the exam basket, he would definitely not have lasted a day.

"Brother Bai, can you still hold on?"

Jia Cong was about to go forward to greet him, but saw Lin Bai waving his hand weakly and said, "Don't, don't come here, I'm not clean!"

Well?

Jia Shiyi whispered, "Third Master Bai has been assigned a stinky number."

Burst......

Jia Cong really couldn't hold back, and laughed: "Third Brother Bai, you are too unlucky...... Let's go home and wash up. Hey, Brother Tang, let's go, together."

"Forget it, I'll go back to the guild hall......

Tang Yin, a Hangzhou lifter who supported Lin Bai, couldn't help but sniff his sleeves and said with a wry smile: "I don't want to smoke your mansion with my filthy breath."

Jia Cong smiled indifferently, and stepped forward to grab the two of them with the taste: "Let's go, the two brothers have been in the Gongyuan for nine days, and their bodies are very weak, how can there be a comfortable home in the guild hall." It just so happens that I have encountered a lot of problems in my studies these days, and I want to ask my two brothers for advice...... Uncle Eleven, let's go, go home!"

……

On the third day of the first month of March, the window screen fluttered on the eaves.

Lotus seeds taste cold wine in a few cups, and Zhezhi tries spring shirts with a song.

The steps to the pool are better than looking at the mirror, and the flowers are under the curtain.

Pointing to Lou Nan to play with the crescent moon, the jade hook is two slender hands.

Half a moon is over, and the lifters in the capital have already walked out of the shadow of the seven-day torment, waiting for the emperor to come out.

On the day of the first day, a hundred flowers are blooming.

Last night, a spring rain washed away the smoke and dust of Beijing.

Jia Zheng in the front hall was even more nervous than Lin Bai and Tang Yin who were sitting on the side, drank cup after cup of tea, and stared closely at the direction of the wall.

Crackling, crackling......

"It's finished! It must be the one who announces the good news~"

Jia Zheng slapped his thigh and laughed. Lin Bai and Tang Yin, who were constantly trembling in the chairs, became even more nervous.

"Hit, hit, Tang Gongzi is so powerful, he actually beat the crowd and won the first place in the competition!"

Hiss!

Not to mention Jia Zheng now, even Jia Cong opened his mouth wide in disbelief. This Brother Tang, who likes to eat chicken, is so fierce!

Jia Shiyi, who had a happy face, walked quickly to the front hall, clasped his fists and sang joy: "Lin Sanye is the one hundred and eighth on the Emperor List, and the third month is the top saint of the Jinluan Palace!"

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