The white horse passed through the gap, and the seven days passed quietly from the fingertips, and in these seven days, candidates from all over the country gathered in Kyoto City one after another, either for Xiucai, or for the candidates for this palace examination, all in order to witness this day, the day of the palace examination.

Their eyes are full of a firm belief, the palace examination, the most solemn examination personally presided over by the Emperor of Yan Kingdom, if you succeed in the trial, the name of Yan Kingdom! Even if you can't succeed, you can get a glimpse of the emperor himself, which is the greatest honor for all scholars.

Today's atmosphere in Kyoto is not only lively, but also a little more solemn, like a battlefield, the examination room is like a battlefield, nothing more.

In these seven days, Qingyang has been staying in the inn and has not gone out to walk around, in his opinion, although this Kyoto is prosperous, but the atmosphere is too lively, it is always easy to suffocate.

Therefore, he has been preparing for the exam in the stack for the past seven days, and the last seven days are too short for ten years of hard study, and they can't play too many amazing roles, but they can give Qingyang a sense of calmness, which is very important in the very tense atmosphere of preparing for the exam.

If you want to say that you are not nervous, it is fake, Qingyang does not want to fail, and she does not want to fall off the list. Because he had already failed once a few years ago, this time, he had to succeed, because even if he could wait, his parents, Muslim and them, could not wait any longer! For their sake, they must rush to this battlefield of slaughter with the belief of death!

Qingyang bathed in the inn and burned incense, dressed in a white scribe's costume, sorted out his thoughts slightly, took a deep breath, and opened the door of the room.

Swish!

As soon as the door opens. Seeing Mingyun, the little girl, waiting outside the door with a red face, her watery eyes looked at Qingyang with some panic, but there was a hint of shame in the panic. It has a very cute feeling.

"My father-in-law said that today is the day of your palace exam, and he asked me to wait for you here and see you off. Mingyun lowered his head and snorted.

"Thank you Xiaoyun. Qingyang's delicate face smiled slightly when he heard this, which instantly made the blush on Mingyun's face even stronger.

The shopkeeper Ming also opened a table of good dishes at this time, came to Qingyang's side, and said with a smile: "Haha." Young Master Qing, today is the day of your palace test, and I have no other in Qingyun Xiaozhan. I can only arrange a table of wine and food for you. ”

"Shopkeeper Ming, you are really a little student, how can you receive such a great benefit?" Qingyang saw that there were already seven or eight dishes on the table, and at this time he was moved and gave up.

"Huh. Where the words. Young Boy Qing is a pillar of talent. I'm afraid I'll have to rely on you in the future, hahaha. The shopkeeper Ming held up a round belly and said with a smile, giving people a very cordial feeling.

This made De Qingyang's heart warm, and immediately he stopped being coquettish, and sat down to enjoy this table of feasts, and at the same time, he was more convinced of the victory in this battle.

After breakfast, Qingyang said goodbye to the shopkeeper. Under the eyes of the shopkeeper and the little girl Mingyun, he slowly left.

"Daddy. Do you say that Qing Gongzi can be lifted?" Mingyun suddenly spoke, and the flush on her face had not completely dissipated at this moment.

"I think so, haha. When he moved into our cold little shop seven days ago, I knew he had a vision. The shopkeeper Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he said softly.

"Hmm, Daddy, you're such a stinky fart" Mingyun chuckled when he heard this.

"Hehe, I said girl, do you have a crush on someone else's young man?" Suddenly, the shopkeeper Ming rolled his eyes, looked at Mingyun with a smile, and said.

"Ah, no, dad, how can you say that" Hearing this, Mingyun's face turned red, like a red apple, pink, and extremely cute.

"Hehe, girl, don't deceive yourself. You kid, if you like it, hurry up and catch up, he still lacks someone to accompany him. The shopkeeper looked at Mingyun lovingly and said with a smile.

"Dad, can I really do it?" Mingyun Xia flew both frequencies and said in a different way.

"If you don't catch up with him, you won't be able to do it when he is lifted. ”

Hearing this, Mingyun bit his pink cherry lips slightly, a trace of firmness flashed in his beautiful eyes, and he chased after him despite his shyness.

At this time, Qingyang was already walking on the way to the examination room, and at a glance, there were many scholars on the road who rushed to take the exam, all of them were elites from all over Yan Kingdom, they were in a hurry, with a trace of worry or nervousness on their faces, and they were worried a lot when they wanted to come to this palace to take the exam.

Seeing this, Qingyang sighed slightly, and immediately quickened the pace of his feet, and at the same time silently recalled all kinds of books he had read in his heart, this battle was bound to be ruined!

And as Qingyang's pace accelerated, the examination room was getting closer and closer to Qingyang, but at this time Qingyang found that most of the scholars around him who were taking exams had a little scholar who followed, and the little scholar was smart and clever, and they could help the scholar solve problems, which made Qingyang a little helpless.

He also wanted to have a scholar, but he didn't have much money for him to splurge.

At this time, a hurried footstep also appeared behind Qingyang, followed by a coquettish sound.

"Childe, Childe. Wait for Yun'er!"

Qingyang looked back a little stunned, this voice was no stranger to him, it was the little girl in Qingyun Xiaozhan, Mingyun. At this moment, Mingyun's little face was red due to the rapid running, and the green bulge on his chest was also slightly fluctuating, which attracted the attention of many people around.

"Xiaoyun, why are you here?" Qingyang saw Mingyun hurrying over, and immediately asked.

"Childe, son, me" The moment Mingyun saw Qingyang's clear gaze, his heart was embarrassed again, and the cherry mouth squirmed slightly, but he was stumbling and couldn't say anything.

Seeing this, Qingyang smiled kindly, gently stroked Mingyun's hair, and said with a smile: "Heh, don't worry, say it slowly, didn't I drop something?"

Being touched by Qingyang like this, the red cloud on Mingyun's face burned even more, and at the same time, she also remembered her father's words in her heart, so an inexplicable courage immediately surged in her heart, and she said crisply: "Childe, Xiaoyun wants to follow you!"

Hearing this, Qingyang's face was even more stunned, and then he smiled again, and said: "Hehe, Xiaoyun, you are a girl's family, it's not good for me to take you by my side, and this time I'm here to take the exam, it's unlikely that I will take you by my side." ”

As soon as the words fell, a look of loss crossed Mingyun's face, her watery eyes were also a little dim at the moment, her hands involuntarily intertwined together, and her lips were bitten tightly, as if they were about to bite through.

Seeing this, Qingyang was a little unbearable in his eyes, and immediately looked around, and couldn't help but have a flash of inspiration at the moment, and then smiled slightly, and said, "Xiaoyun, do you really want to follow me?"

"I want to think about it. I want to follow Childe" Mingyun choked on crystal droplets of water in his eyes, looking pitiful.

"Well, in that case, would you like to be my scholar?" Qingyang nodded and continued.

"Scholar?"

"Yes, be my scholar, I can take you with me this time, how about it?" Qingyang said with a smile, he really couldn't bear to see this little girl lost and sad.

"Yes, I do! a hundred willing!" Mingyun almost jumped up when he heard this, his face overflowing with excitement. (To be continued......)

PS: In this life, mortals will write for a while, I wonder if everyone will kill me? Or is it still a little comfortable to look at this faint text occasionally? No matter what, I hope you will wait and see, I will write well. Also, go ahead and review the TAT