It's the time of spring again, and the Chengtian Mansion gathers tributes from all over the world.

Today's Dayong is a place that the world yearns for, and there are many foreign visitors to Beijing, and some even live here.

In the year of the imperial examination, the whole capital was of course more lively, and there were many scenery and characters that could not be seen in ordinary years.

Just watching the world's talents gather and appreciate the style of this heavenly capital is enough to make many small foreign countries unforgettable for a lifetime.

Yi Shuyuan and Jiang Lang came to Chengtian Mansion together, and the streets and squares of the entire capital were carefully laid out, which seemed to be wide and extraordinary everywhere.

"Lao Yi, although it is lively here, how can the scenery compare to my Changfeng Lake? Why, are you interested in coming to see the imperial examination of the world's scholars? ”

When Jiang Lang spoke, there were people around him and Yi Shuyuan, and there was no lack of passing by, and there was no lack of laughter and frolic.

It's just that almost no one in the past noticed Yi Shuyuan and Jiang Lang, as if they were just two ordinary passers-by who needed to be avoided on the opposite side.

Hearing Jiang Lang say this, Yi Shuyuan smiled.

"That's kind of interesting."

Saying that, Yi Shuyuan kept walking forward, and in front of him was the Sifang Street of Gongyuan, where there were many inns and restaurants, and it was also a place where tribute students from all over the world gathered.

"When~When~When~"

Some people beat some gongs to open the way, the streets were densely populated, and the Confucian people watched on both sides of the street.

"Hey, Oiran is on the streets!"

Jiang Lang laughed, and gathered around to watch like everyone else around, and as the float passed, there were maids on the car who sprinkled flower petals, which brought bursts of fragrance.

"Look this way, look this way—" "Yes, girl, look this way—"

A Confucian student shouted, and the woman on the float on the float looked for it with a smile, which attracted the admiration of some young Confucian students here.

"Tut-tut, the flowers in the world are willow-colored, and they also have their own fragrance...... Old easy, old easy? ”

Jiang Lang found that Yi Shuyuan was not by his side, and turned his head to look, but saw that on the street behind him, Yi Shuyuan was looking downstairs at an inn in the opposite corner.

Curious, Jiang Lang looked for Yi Shuyuan's sight, but saw an old Confucian student standing there looking at the float in the distance.

Ash Mian stayed on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder and whispered.

"This guy has such perseverance, and he is really still taking the test......"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the old man over there, and the picture of the past was crossed in his mind.

"This brother Tai is in Xia Donglu Yang Bencai."

The vigorous voice seems to still be in the ears, but the young scholar of the year has already become an old student from the years, and it seems a little out of place in the entire Gongsheng Street.

Gray Mian suddenly screamed again.

"No, this guy is clearly married and has children, and he is a grandfather!"

"Yes, people also have to live, and it is not a suitable way out to study hard for the imperial examination."

Yi Shuyuan said with emotion.

"The fairy in the painting may just be a dream in his heart......"

Today, Yang Bencai should have figured out that a woman like Zheng Ying was definitely not a person.

"I'm so old, and my eyes are still staring at the Oiran over there, it's really lustful!"

When Gray Mian said this, Yi Shuyuan also laughed when he heard it, and while agreeing, he was also thinking about whether it was good or bad for Yang Bencai to be able to meet Zheng Ying in the first place?

But if you choose again, I'm afraid that nine out of nine will still follow the old path.

"Sir, did you come to Chengtianfu to see Yang Bencai?"

"Just a passing glance."

Yi Shuyuan has traveled to many places since he practiced, and he has seen and met so many people.

Sometimes he has his own fate, and sometimes Yi Shuyuan is like a passerby in the lives of these people, who was deeply impressed at the time, but also slowly drowned in memory.

It doesn't have to be bothered.

These people may occasionally think of a storyteller they once and for all.

Outside the door of the inn over there, another familiar figure appeared and walked to Yang Bencai's side.

Yi Shuyuan watched from a distance here, watching the new person over there salute Yang Bencai, who went from being stunned to showing a little joy, and then invited the visitor to a restaurant next to him.

"Lao Yi, what are you doing standing here?"

Jiang Lang's voice came, and Yi Shuyuan said calmly.

"Naturally, it's about looking at people."

Jiang Lang followed Yi Shuyuan's line of sight, and naturally knew who he was looking at, but saw an old Confucian student and a man in a curly robe sitting at a table in the restaurant over there.

Between the conversation at the wine table, the man always spoke eloquently, and the old man's mood changed several times, from joy to dismay, to loss and to dismay

"Interesting, this scholar has such an affair?"

Jiang Lang muttered this, and Gray Mian immediately stood on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder and said.

"Oh, you eavesdropping!"

"Hehe, didn't you and Lao Yi eavesdrop?"

Yi Shuyuan glanced at Jiang Lang.

"I really don't, but even if I don't, I know what they're talking about."

Jiang Lang really doesn't care if he eavesdrops or not.

"Lao Yi, do you know them?"

"Sort of."

After a long time, Yang Bencai was still sitting at the table, but the man had already walked out of the restaurant, and as soon as he came out of the door, his heart suddenly moved, and he looked at the diagonal position.

At this moment, the man was slightly stunned for a moment, and then his face showed joy, and he walked quickly in the direction of Yi Shuyuan, and before the person arrived, he bowed to Yi Shuyuan and Jiang Lang.

"Mr. Yi, I didn't expect to meet you here! Who is this? ”

Yi Shuyuan arched his hand and looked at Jiang Lang.

Jiang Lang looked up and down at the comer, a monk who did not enter the stream? However, knowing Lao Yi, he was not lazy, and gave his hand first.

"Changfeng Lake, Jiang Lang!"

The Dragon King of Changfeng Lake?

Someone hurried to give another salute.

"In Xiayun Cuishan Gongsun Yin, I have seen the Dragon King of the River!"

Yuncui Mountain? Haven't heard of it.

But what you think in your heart and what you say are not necessarily the same.

"Oh, look up for a long time!"

The corner of the street where the three of them were located seemed to be outside the crowded and lively street, and it was difficult for the people around them to pay attention to them.

Yi Shuyuan looked at Gongsun Yin's state at the moment, obviously his cultivation had dropped a lot, and the immortal qi on his body was more than six or seven percent weaker than what he saw outside the Heavenly Gate of the Star Luo Society last time.

"It seems that Gongsun Daoyou's mind is almost cultivated?"

"As Mr. said, we have reached that point, and we need to find someone with the same fate!"

Jiang Lang frowned slightly, he didn't know what the two were talking about, but he wasn't in a hurry, he would always know anyway, and Gray Mian couldn't help but be surprised.

"No, could it be that the person you are looking for is Yang Bencai?"

Hearing this, Yi Shuyuan grinned, and Gongsun Yin laughed even more.

"Hahahahaha. Gray Daoyou's words are wrong, how can it be that Yang Bencai, he, I'm just here on behalf of Zheng Daoyou to form a relationship."

"Mr. Yi, King Jianglong, if you have time, how about walking with me, let's talk as we go!"

Yi Shuyuan nodded, and Jiang Lang had nothing to do.

"Good!" "That's what I mean!"

"Please!"

Gongsun Yin took a step out of the way, and then took a step with Yi Shuyuan and Jiang Lang, and the three of them walked as if they had integrated into the bustling streets and the lively flow of people.

"In fact, when it comes to this Yang Bencai, he has not come to the imperial examination every time, he has participated in the imperial examination a total of four times over the years, and these Zheng Daoyou are all aware."

Gongsun Yin is talking about Yang Bencai, and it can only be said that although he has some perseverance, he has not invested all his mental strength after all, or he can't put in complete mental strength.

But to sum up, although Yang Bencai has not been smooth sailing in recent years, it has not been full of twists and turns, and his life is not bad, but he is unforgettable.

"Most ordinary people are like this, so those who can do what ordinary people can't do are even more valuable."

Jiang Lang said this, and Gray Mian asked.

"Then what did you and Yang Bencai say?"

Gongsun Yin smiled.

"Naturally, I told him that I was the son of Zheng Ying, and my mother heard the fortune teller say that she needed to end a past before she died.

"Good guy, just say it's dead!"

A few people walked quickly, and they had already arrived outside the palace while talking, and their footsteps rose with the wind, stepping into the Dayong Palace.

Yi Shuyuan passed by the magnificent palace and remembered that it was the first time he came to the Dayong Palace.

In the imperial study, after finishing his official business, he leaned back on the chair and relaxed for a moment, then sat up straight, stretched out his hand to the corner of the table, and opened a box, which contained a beautifully framed scroll.

The emperor put the scroll in front of him and slowly opened it, and the words on it were displayed in front of him, which was the "Difficult to Walk" given by Yi Shuyuan to Yongmingzong that year.

He has only been in power for 20 years, and the Son of Heaven has gray hair and frosty temples, and he feels tired of being an emperor.

Thinking about my father back then, I heard that he had been involved in politics since the time of the prince, since he was 16 years old, he ascended to the throne after nearly ten years of hard work, and then he has been diligent in government for more than 30 years

It's hard to imagine whether he can hold on for more than 20 years, but at least now, the prosperity of Chengxing has continued to the prosperity of Hongxing, even if he returns to the underworld, he can still hold his head high in front of his father and ancestors.

This word was passed down to the son of today together with the edict of Mingzong, and it was also a favorite thing of the Son of Heaven, who often inspired himself with his father's will and this word.

The older he gets, the more the Son of Heaven loves this word.

Just then, a eunuch walked in.

"Your Majesty, Steward Zhang feels that he is too old to continue his physical and mental strength, please resign and return home, although I am the chief steward, but I think that the matter of Steward Zhang is still to inform Your Majesty, please decide!"

The emperor's gaze shifted from the sticker to the eunuch in front of him.

"Zhang Liangxi? He entered the palace since he was a child, and when he returned to his hometown, he had neither an ancestral house nor an ancestral business, let alone recognized any children, so he still retired in the palace. ”

The eunuch glanced up at the Son of Heaven, hesitated, and spoke.

"Your Majesty, Steward Zhang said that he doesn't want to die in the palace"

The Son of Heaven was slightly stunned, and sighed for a long time.

"Okay, right! Pass on my message, give a thousand taels of gold, a hundred horses of silk, a homecoming frame and accompanying equipment, the same three products! ”

"Yes!"

When the eunuch promised, he couldn't help but feel a little excited, as a eunuch, it was unimaginable that he could have such a standard of treatment for the elder!

In the depths of the palace, there was a small courtyard where Zhang Liangxi sat on a wicker chair to bask in the sun.

Although he is already eighty-six years old, just looking at Zhang Liangxi's appearance, he does not have the feeling of being old, as if he is just an ordinary old eunuch.

In fact, Zhang Liangxi had already had the idea of leaving, but he just followed the last wish of the emperor and protected the current son, even if he was soon excluded from the Son of Heaven, he still tried his best to abide by this article.

It's just that the wings of the Son of Heaven have already been plump, and Zhang Liangxi himself has long had no mental strength, and he can finally grow old.

At this time, there was a gust of wind blowing, which made Zhang Liangxi feel very comfortable, which would be much more relaxed, he knew that the current manager went back to tell the Son of Heaven, and he also knew that the Son of Heaven would definitely be accurate.

Yi Shuyuan, Gongsun Yin and Jiang Lang have come here at this moment, and what they see is the old eunuch with his eyes slightly closed.

"Mr. Yi, this is the person!"

(End of chapter)