Jin'an City, Pingchuan County.

The Yang family is a century-old wang clan in Pingchuan County, shili is huge, and there have been three prominent martial artists in their ancestors.

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"The wind knows the strength of the grass, the fire refines the real gold, without the bitterness of frost and frost, and the fragrance of Aneng attacks people......"

Early in the morning, in the firewood room in the southeast corner of the Yang Mansion, the window was open, and a thinly dressed teenager pursed his lips tightly, concentrating on practicing calligraphy on a piece of inferior straw paper.

His expression was focused, and although the cold wind hit him, he didn't notice it.

This boy is about fourteen or fifteen years old, and although he is not very old, he has a maturity that is rare for his peers. Just by looking at his clothes and where he lived, we knew that his situation must be difficult.

"Whether you can get a child and get ahead depends on the imperial examination in six months. ...... It's been eight years, and I can't stay in this clan for a moment. ”

After a long time, Yang Ji picked up the pen and remembered a lot of past events in his mind.

Yang Ji was originally the young master of the Yang family and lived an enviable and wealthy life. However, due to an accident, both parents died, and Yang Ji, who was only seven years old, became helpless and his status in the clan plummeted.

was supposed to be the closest clansman, but instead became the person who suppressed him the most.

First the family property was coveted by uncles and aunts, and then he was kicked out of his place of residence and moved to this remote firewood house.

In the past eight years, not only the people in the clan have suppressed him, but even his subordinates have dared to point fingers at Sang and scold Huai in front of him, sneering and sneering.

Yang Ji has seen the warmth and coldness of human feelings, and also the coldness of the world.

Despite the difficult situation, Yang Ji never gave up hope. He has always told himself that everything in life is a tempering for himself.

The four sentences of "The wind knows the strength of the grass, the fire refines the real gold, the frost and the bitterness, and the fragrance of An Neng attacks people" are his encouragement to himself, and they are also the words he writes the most when he practices calligraphy.

In the past eight years, Yang Ji has not been easy to study hard, and now he has finally achieved something. Whether it is the text and the scriptures, or the calligraphy and painting, Yang Ji has reached the rare attainments of his peers.

Now that everything is finally about to "harvest", as soon as the New Year passes, there will be June, which is the long-awaited children's test for Yang Ji.

The Tong Sheng Test was a triennial event of the Han Dynasty.

The Han Dynasty was full of talents, and its strength was strong. At this time of year, the competition is extremely fierce. At that time, more than 80,000 students from ten miles and eight townships in Pingchuan County took the exam, and Zuihou only took three of them.

Yang Ji is confident that he will not be a blockbuster. As long as you get the top three and get a child, you will have a way to break away from the clan and go to the ground.

The strength of the Han Dynasty, even if it is a child, is not trivial.

"I don't know what the eldest lady of the clan will look like when she suddenly finds out that I am a child. ”

Yang Ji thought of that face and secretly sneered.

In the past few years in the clan, he has been going against the grain, and all the suppression has endured silently, telling himself to be patient secretly. So much so that in the past few years, no one has taken him seriously.

If they find out that they have a middle school child, they must have a brilliant look on their faces.

"It's a pity, my roots are too poor, otherwise I can directly participate in the martial arts examination and get the martial arts boy, so I don't need to be so troublesome. ”

Yang Ji came back to his senses and sighed, with a slight sadness in his eyes.

This shijie is the shijie of "martial arts gods"!

It is rumored that those powerful warriors can become holy in the flesh, the spirit is wolf, the mountain is taken to the mountain, the poor are falling to the Yellow Spring, and even the creation of the world, becoming a god and a demon.

And today's dynasty is even more martial saints, and can even directly canonize the gods, build temples, and enjoy incense!

These are far from being imaginable and comparable to those of a weak scholar.

Therefore, the imperial imperial examination has always only set up "children" and "talents", and there is no "lifting people", let alone "champions".

Yang Ji also wanted to practice martial arts, but unfortunately, the clan kept deducting his silver taels, and also cut off the supply of medicinal materials he needed to practice.

"It is rumored that there was once a great literary saint, who could read and become holy, and between conversations, he was mighty and powerful, and he could make the dragon and phoenix bow their heads, command the heavens and the earth, and follow the law, which made people yearn for it, and I don't know if it is true. ”

In a trance, Yang Ji remembered some wild history and couldn't help but yearn for it.

According to the book, before this shijie, there is actually another shijie. And "Wensheng" is the story of that era.

This kind of thing is too far away to be confirmed.

Yang Ji doesn't know if reading can be holy, but at least he has never felt this way in the eight years he has been studying.

Putting down the book, Yang Ji began to practice the "Breathing Technique".

No matter how busy he has been studying in the past few years, Yang Ji has never given up exercising. The so-called "breathing technique" is a method of improving the ability to transport blood and exercising lung strength and physical strength through special breathing control methods.

This is the most superficial foundation building kung fu before practicing martial arts.

The breathing technique is divided into ten sections, and ordinary people are healthy, and one breath and one breath are two stages. Due to the lack of sufficient medicinal support, Yang Ji entered the realm slowly, and so far he has only been in the realm of breathing three stages, which is a little stronger than his peers.

......

"Rustle!"

I don't know how long it took, a rustling of footsteps came, and Yang Ji's heart moved and he came back to his senses. I saw the door squeak open, and then an old man with gray hair came in.

His steps faltered, he carried a food box in his hand, and saw Yang Ji show a gentle smile.

"Uncle Liang, you're here. ”

Yang Ji stopped practicing and said happily.

"Hehe, young master, it's hard to practice calligraphy, let's eat something first. ”

After a pause, the old man said a little apologetically:

"I'm sorry, you must be hungry for a while on the road today. ”

"It's out of the way, it's a little late, it's not in the way. Uncle Liang, thank you for your hard work. ”

Yang Ji didn't care.

The old housekeeper slowly walked to the table with the food box, and then lifted things out in the same way, all of which were very light things, such as shallots and tofu and fried bamboo shoots.

"The money in the tent hasn't been sent down yet, and in a few days, I'll make you a meal of your bamboo shoots and wonderful meat." ”

The old butler said busily.

"Hehe, it's okay. ”

Yang Ji paused, suddenly frowned and said, "-Uncle Liang, are you okay?"

I don't know weishenme, Yang Ji feels that today's Liang Bo looks a little different from usual.

"Ah, no, no...... What can happen to me?"

The old butler stiffened slightly, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand again and again.

"Young master, it's cold, and the food is easy to get cold, so you can eat it while it's hot. ”

The old man urged.

Seeing the old man's reaction, Yang Ji became suspicious, and then remembered that the old housekeeper delivered the meal much later than usual today, and suddenly seemed to understand something.

"Uncle Liang, is someone making it difficult for you again?"

Yang Ji said loudly.

"No, no ......"

The old butler became more and more flustered.

Where did Yang Ji still believe at this time, he couldn't help but say, a big stride, bypassed the table, and walked to the left side of the old man, and suddenly there was a bruise, high and swollen, and it came into view.

Rumble!

Seeing this bruise, Yang Ji's heart shook violently, and a soft corner twitched violently, as if he had been hit hard.

"This group of brutes even attacked you!"

Yang Ji's eyes were blood-red, and he trembled with anger. He finally understood that Liang Bo was so wrong today, and he had to deliberately turn his face sideways when talking to him.

In the past few years, he has been in a difficult situation in the clan, and he often encounters many deliberate difficulties and insults, but as long as it is not excessive, he tells himself to endure it. But these people weishenme to an old man ?!

"Yang Yong! It's Yang Yong, right? Did he instigate it?

Yang Ji was furious.

He is the only one in the clan who is the most powerful against him, and who can do this kind of thing.

"I will never let him go. ”

Yang Ji's eyes were red, and he turned around and left.

"Young master, I can't help it. ”

The old housekeeper didn't expect Yang Ji to be so excited, so he was in a hurry, and hurriedly grabbed Yang Ji.

"This matter has nothing to do with Yang Yong, this time I was careless and fell on the road. Young master, don't go. ”

But Yang Ji couldn't listen to it at all, the old housekeeper gritted his teeth, and finally said:

"Young master, even if you don't think about yourself, you have to think about the dead lord and lady!"

"Buzz!"

Hearing this, Yang Ji trembled, as if he had been struck by thunder.

"Young master, the old slave is old and can't live long. My only hope is to see you get ahead, so that the lord and the lady will also feel happy under the nine springs. ”

The old butler sighed.

The wind was whirring outside the window, Yang Ji turned his back to the old man, did not speak, but tears flowed in his eyes.

My father was an official in the imperial court, but more than eight years ago, he suddenly died outside. Since then, his mother has also died of depression, and this incident has always been the biggest pain in Yang Ji's heart, and he will never forget it.

Who doesn't want to have fatherly and maternal love, who doesn't want to have family happiness. But Yang Ji couldn't, and lost his parents prematurely, which made him mature early.

How can a man who is a son of man disregard the kindness of his parents?

His father died strangely back then, and Yang Ji wanted to go outside to find out the truth more than once.

But Pingchuan County is located on the border, and it is the real Tiangao Emperor Yuan. And on the way to the outside, there are many dangers, there are all kinds of powerful beasts, fierce beasts infested, there are also green forests and bandits who occupy the mountains as kings, and murderous demons, evil monks, and evil gods.

If you don't have a master escort, you will basically die. Yang Ji is just a scholar who has no power to restrain his chicken, and if he rushes to go, it must be a dead end, and it is futile and useless.

The voice of the old butler faintly came from his ears:

“...... There are still a few months left, and it is time for the imperial examination, and you have been preparing for this day for too long. Private fighting is forbidden in the clan, and if I am caught by the 'eldest lady' because of my affairs, it will really be a failure. Haven't all these years of hard work been in vain? How do you let the old slave deal with himself?"

Yang Ji's heart shook violently, heaven and man fought, and finally sighed and lowered his hand.

"Uncle Liang, don't worry. I know what to do. I'm not going to let 'that woman' get away with it. ”

When the name of the eldest lady was mentioned, Yang Ji's eyes flashed with deep hatred.

The "uncles and aunts" who coveted Yang Ji's family property, together with this Yang Yong, were just instructed by others to be a pawn, but the real mastermind was the "eldest lady" of the clan.

This is also the root of all Yang Ji's "disasters", the reason why Yang Ji is here today is all thanks to her!

More than eight years ago, when her parents were alive, Yang Ji used to call her "aunt", and at that time she did not have her current status.

It was only later that she slowly gained power in the clan and her status rose, so she gradually became the "eldest lady" in the mouth of everyone.

Her personality is cold, vicious, and will be revenged, and she will kill maids and subordinates because of a trivial matter. When Yang Ji's mother was alive, she had many frictions with her for these things, and she was deeply jealous.

Love Wu and the house, hate the Wu and the house!

After her mother's death, Yang Ji was also angry with her.

Although there is no direct evidence, Yang Ji knows that all the things against him were done under the instructions and instructions of this eldest lady.

If it weren't for the rules of the clan that were set by the ancestors, that woman would have some scruples. Yang Ji doesn't know if he can live to this day.

For a long time, Yang Ji had already learned to be cautious and patient, and he knew that without a powerful Liliang, he would have no way to compete with that woman.

"It's not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years, I'm weak today, but I won't be so weak forever. Someday, I'll make that woman pay. ”

Yang Ji took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and sat back.

When something like this happened, Yang Ji no longer had any taste.

This meal tastes like chewing wax.

"Young Master Ji is here, right?"

After dinner, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"Who?"

Yang Ji and the old housekeeper both looked over.

"It's me, the bookkeeper. ”

The voice said.

When I opened the door, I saw a thin figure standing outside the door, wearing a cyan silk gown, forty or fifty years old, with two mustaches, wandering eyes, and when he spoke, he gave people a sense of obscenity and calculation.

This is the bookkeeper of the Yang clan, known as the "mountain mouse", who is responsible for the finances of the clan.

"Mr. Li!"

The old butler was pleasantly surprised.

"Hehe, Young Master Ji, old housekeeper, excuse me. ”

The "mountain rat" arched his hand and stepped in, and a pair of thief eyes hurriedly looked in all directions.

"If there's something, let's talk about it. ”

Yang Ji stood in front of the "mountain rat" and said with some displeasure.

"Mountain Mouse" is a person next to the eldest lady, every time he asks for money, he has never been happy, Yang Ji doesn't like him very much.

"Hehe, didn't the old butler come to ask for the silver a few times last time? No, I sent it over as soon as I had time. ”

The "mountain mouse" smiled, took out a money bag from his bosom, and shook it, clinking. Then handed it over:

"Old housekeeper, Young Master Ji, please put it away. ”

"This guy would be so kind?"

Yang Ji and the old housekeeper glanced at each other, and then took it suspiciously.

The silver in the big clan is something that every child can get.

It's just that the old housekeeper went to ask for the silver before, and it didn't take ten days or eight days to send it reluctantly, this is the fifth day, and the silver was actually distributed, and it was delivered by the housekeeper of the tent in person, which made Yang Ji and the old housekeeper feel a little unaccustomed.

"Nothing to be courteous, either a traitor or a thief. This guy must have done something. ”

Yang Ji secretly left a little more thought in his heart.

"Hehe, I still have something to do, so I won't bother. Young Master Ji, old housekeeper, farewell!"

The "mountain mouse" sent a silver gift, an imperceptible sneer flashed in his eyes, and he didn't stop, he turned around and left......

"Wait!"

Yang Ji suddenly shouted loudly, staring at the back of the "mountain mouse", "How much money is in this bag?"

Scare!

This shout came suddenly, and the back of the "mountain mouse" trembled obviously, as if it was taken aback.

"How much is it?!—how do I know?"

The "mountain rat" tried his best to remain calm, but the panic in his voice betrayed him.

Yang Ji's heart sank, and without hesitation, he turned over the bag, and the copper coins fell into his hand, roughly counting, a total of twenty copper plates.

Behind Yang Ji, the old housekeeper's face also changed when he saw this scene. From now on, the next sixty days will be very cold weather, and the clan will need to be supported by the distribution of Fengyin.

Twenty copper plates are not enough for even half a month's worth of silver, so how can they survive the next two months?

The arrangement of the clan, this is a heart-wrenching. It's to cut them off from their rations!

"What do you mean by that?"

Yang Ji was furious.

"Young Master Ji, this ...... This is the meaning of the clan. I also...... , clan ...... Funding has been tight lately. You take this half month's Fengyin first, and we will make up the rest for you in installments......"

The conspiracy is revealed, and the "mountain rat" stammers and speaks incoherently.

"Do you think I'm a three-year-old?"

Yang Ji shouted angrily, and a slap directly slapped the "mountain rat" to the ground.

When is it difficult in the clan?

Three days ago, Yang Ji saw a large number of gorgeous brocade silk clothes being transported in from the gate, and he saw a large number of precious medicinal herbs being distributed to every household except him.

Now that he is here, the clan's funds are suddenly in difficulty?

At the beginning, the clan was greedy for the property left to him by his father, saying that he kept it for him, and gave him the same amount of silver every month as everyone else, so as to prevent him from spending extravagantly and ruining the family property.

Usually cut his share by half, so he just put up with it. But now, after three urgings and five discussions, twenty copper plates were actually sent to let them survive the cold winter for two months!

"You're so deceitful!"

Yang Ji roared angrily.

"Oh, no, it's murder!"

The "mountain mouse" was slapped by Yang Ji, and he was already frightened, seeing that he was angry at this time, before he could make a move, he immediately screamed again and again, rolled and crawled, and rushed out of the door.

"Bastard!"

Yang Ji wanted to chase him out of the door, but was stopped by the old housekeeper.

"Hey, forget it. More is better than less, he is just a subordinate, and we don't have to embarrass him. ”

The old butler sighed.

"I can't swallow that. ”

Yang Ji said hatefully.

"The situation is stronger than people, and we can't fight them. And the end of the year is approaching, although this amount of money can't get through, but think of a way, one child into two, it will always be able to delay some time. ”

The old housekeeper took the copper coin from Yang Ji's hand:

"You take a break and read well. I'll take care of the money. ”

The old housekeeper left with the food box, but Yang Ji never calmed down.

"It's hateful!

Yang Ji was furious in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became. He hated those who bullied him, and he hated himself, and if he hadn't been angry, he would not have ended up in the field where he is now.

"Huh!"

Yang Ji became more and more angry in his heart, grabbed a pen violently, and wrote hard and frantically on the straw paper, as if he wanted to pour anger and unwillingness into the pen, and a line of grass-like handwriting instantly appeared on the straw paper:

"'If the husband is born and eats and dies, he will cook five tripods', I, Yang Ji, will never be so obscure forever, one day, I will impress everyone!"

Yang Ji roared angrily in his heart, slamming his fist on the table, the brush breaking, and the ink splashing everywhere.

The cold wind outside the window was howling, blowing the straw paper rattling, witnessing the oath in Yang Ji's heart at this time!

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In the other direction, the "mountain rat" ran a long way under the base of the wall before stopping.

"The stinky boy thinks he is smart, he secretly stays up late to read, and buys so much straw paper to practice, he really thinks that he can hide it from the eldest lady, this is self-defeating. ”

The "mountain mouse" turned his head and spat out, smug that he didn't want to admit that he was afraid of the kid.

"The end of the year is approaching, and there will be a heavy snowfall behind it, and it will be freezing for more than two months, and I will see how you live with only twenty coppers! ”

Cursing and swearing, he walked away.

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