Ji Zimo's eyes fell on Xinghuang's post, thoughtfully, and then smiled: "I think it's important to come, whether to go or not, your young master has his own decision, which kind of anger are you." ”

Si Qin stretched out his hand to smooth his breath: "I'm not angry, I'm just afraid that the young master will suffer Dong Hanyu's loss again." ”

Ji Zimo was neatly dressed, followed by Aji, and looked like he was going out.

Si Qin's eyes widened, and he crossed his waist and said, "Uncle, you are going to recruit cats and dogs again, and you still don't want to read books, do you still want to take the imperial examination?" ”

If they fail to pass the exam at that time, outsiders will definitely blame them again.

Ji Zimo covered his ears and walked out quickly with Aji: "Come back and bring candy for you and your young master." ”

The others ran faster than the rabbit, and Si Qin stomped his feet angrily: "Uncle, when did you enter the study?" ”

Ji Zimo ran out of the Dark Mirror Courtyard in one breath before stopping, and muttered to himself: "I'm all in trouble, which book do you still read." ”

He was stupid to go to the imperial examination, the cold winter and the scorching heat, not to mention the ten years of hard study, just say that he passed all the way, and finally entered the officialdom to intrigue and fight, which is really a living crime.

Loyal ministers have had a bumpy road since ancient times, death is small, and hardship is great.

He is easier to be, he talks about people when he sees people, and he talks nonsense when he sees ghosts, no matter what his justice is or what the country is, as long as he pats a good sycophant.

This is difficult for righteous people, but Ji Zimo has a kind of self-taught talent.

Of course, Shechen didn't end well in the end, but after N years of rich life, he went to the vegetable market to cut off his head, which was a good deal.

Ji Zimo knows a little bit about himself, if he becomes an official, he will definitely subconsciously seek advantages and disadvantages, and as he walks, he will become a minister.

Therefore, for the sake of yourself and the innocent people, it is better to step into the officialdom less.

Of course, the imperial examination is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, which is more difficult than the modern college entrance examination, and Ji Zimo may not be able to become an official.

If so, then what's the effort, and there is no need for Wen Shu to take the test.

The Qi family has a simple population, parents are incompatible but kind, although Qi Yu loves to be angry, but he is also pure and arrogant and cute.

Now eating soft rice, satin upper body, silver tickets stuffed in the purse, and there are small servants following in and out, even if they don't change it for a fairy.

It's just that Qi Yu has someone in his heart who is not easy to do.

In the past few days, the scenes have flashed, Ji Zimo's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, in modern times, he has also been among a hundred flowers, looking at Qi Yu's reaction, it seems that he likes him.

Even if you don't like it, it should be a good feeling.

Aji panted after running, stopped and said behind him: "Uncle, Si Qin really doesn't understand the rules, you are the master, she is a maid and slave, and she dares to take care of you." ”

His thoughts were interrupted, and Ji Zimo looked back at the dissatisfied Aji: "Little girl, some tempers are also good." ”

Qi Yu is a temperament in his heart, but he has become a squib to outsiders, and the person who serves must always have a powerful one.

Thinking that he and Ji Ya both like to go out, he ordered a doorkeeper and asked him to go to the courtyard where the two lived and asked him if he wanted to go out.

The man ran away, and Aji walked into Ji Zimo half a step, and said with a smile: "Uncle, do you look at Boss Qin and want to take the house?" ”

Ji Zimo's body was shocked, and he turned around and smiled evilly at Aji, feeling like a fly in his heart.

Yes, the little guy he chose by himself always loses and gains, Ji Zimo retracted his gaze, and simply said no, without explaining much.

Being able to go out to play, Ji Ya Ji'an was happy, dressed warmly one by one, and met at the confluence of the two courtyards.

Lao Liu was roasting the fire in the gatehouse, and Ji Zimo raised his voice when he led Ji Ya over: "Willow, I'll come back with wine and food in the evening, and I'll invite you to drink back." ”

Lao Liu hurriedly walked out, rubbed his hands, and was so happy that he couldn't see his teeth: "Hey, thank you, uncle." ”

In the box of Yunlai Restaurant, Ji Zimo and fox friends gathered, and Ji Ya obediently called people one by one: "Brother Zifang, Brother Cangming, Brother Yunyou, Brother Pu Ming......"

Ji Ya of Xinghua Village has a thin and sallow face, and it has only been half a month since she came to Qi's house, and her face has already become fleshy and ruddy.

The little red cloak wraps the little person, and when he shouts, his eyebrows and eyes are crooked, and he is timid and cute.

Guo Zifang folded the fan together, his eyes lit up and said, "Brother Zimo, how about we get married?" It just so happens that my son is three years old, Ji Ya is five years old, and the age is right, so you will let Ji Ya marry into my family. ”

Ji Zimo just sat down and poured tea for himself, and when he heard this, a mouthful of tea squirted out directly, and Ji Ya hurriedly trotted forward to give him a back.

Ji Zimo's cough gradually stopped, and he pointed at Guo Zifang with a teacup and asked, "Do you have a son?" ”

Guo Zifang never thought that he would react so much, and wondered: "What's wrong with me having a son?" A son, a brother, and now an unborn one. ”

Ji Zimo: ...... "How old are you?" ”

Guo Zifang: "Twenty? How is it? ”

Ji Zimo praised it badly, and poured another cup of tea to suppress the shock.

He has been playing with a few people these days, and he has never asked how his family is, and he never thought that Guo Zifang was twenty years old and had three babies.

Ji Zimo looked at the other three.

Sun Yunyou: "One son and one daughter." ”

Zhou Puming scratched his head: "My married brother is keeping filial piety, and there is still a year left before the marriage can be completed." ”

Wu Cangming waved his hand and said boldly: "When my father dies, I want to go around to play, starting a family is a burden, and I will definitely not get married in this life." ”

Saying that, he patted Ji Zimo's shoulder and instructed: "My father said that he would not let me bury me in his own cemetery in the future, and when we all die in the future, I will be buried with you, and during the New Year's holidays, you let your children and grandchildren burn two pieces of paper for me, otherwise there is no money to spend underground, but I will die of pain." ”

The corners of Ji Zimo's mouth twitched, ignoring his nonsense.

As for Guo Zifang's words about getting married, Ji Zimo would not agree.

A few people changed their words, Guo Zifang patted Ji Zimo, approached him and said: "Wu Cangming has had a girl who has been married since he was a child, and in Zhenping County, he really likes it, a letter every three days, and a box of delicate things every month. ”

The wing room is on the second floor, and the downstairs is facing the grocery stall, Wu Cangming asked Ji Ya to step on the round stool, pointed to the beaded flowers on the stall, and asked her if she wanted it.

Ji Ya nodded, and Wu Cangming picked her up from the round stool: "Wait." ”

As he spoke, he inserted the folding fan into his waist and went out the door.

The door opened and closed, and Ji Zimo asked softly, "What happened later?" The girl likes someone else? ”

Guo Zifang continued: "Hey, the guess is quite accurate, this matter is not well received, the relationship between the two is quite good, and then once the girl had no intention of talking about the script, Wu Cangming did what he liked, so he bought dozens of scripts and sent them over." ”

"He's a stupid, he's just in a hurry to make the girl happy, he hasn't read the content of the book, most of them are stories about talented and beautiful people, young lady's scholar, his fiancée read this, and then think about Wu Cangming's headache when he reads the book, if the two get married, they won't be able to do the picture of red sleeves and fragrance for the rest of their lives, so they naturally have an idea in their hearts."

"Later, I was hooked by a poor scholar, and compared the two, I couldn't look down on Wu Cangming anymore."

Ji Zimo's brows furrowed and loosened, and he was loose and wrinkled: "This girl's father and mother are also confused?" ”

Guo Zifang grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and said while snorting: "Daddy and mother are not confused, and the girl can't stand the backlash, so she secretly ran to Sangnong County to let Wu Cangming withdraw from the marriage, Wu Cangming was sad and persuaded with good words, the girl thought she didn't agree, turned her head and jumped into the river." ”

"Wu Cangming was scared half to death, and after rescuing people, he completely lost his heart and let his father withdraw from the marriage, only the two families knew about it, and Wu Cangming took the fault on himself externally."

Wu Cangming saw that he was the most free and easy among the several people, and he never thought that his feelings were quite tortuous, and Ji Zimo also grabbed a handful of melon seeds, and he couldn't say anything except sighing.

Zhou Puming wiped the moist corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and Ji Zimo was surprised: "You can still listen to crying when you know something?" ”

Zhou Puming shook his head: "No, I just remembered that time when Brother Cangming cried when he was drunk, he said that he had nothing to do with the girl in this life, and he accepted his fate, but he was afraid, afraid that the girl would not have a good time marrying a scholar." ”

Ji Zimo was impressed: "Brother Cangming is really affectionate. ”

Sun Yunyou explained: "Yes and no, affection is on the one hand, on the other hand, all the causes are because of those books of the scholar, and the books that the girl reads are all sent by him." ”

"If the scholar is sincere to her, the two of them will have a good life, but if they have a bad life, he will feel that he has harmed the girl's life."

If you talk about this in detail, there is nothing wrong with thinking about it this way.

The door creaked, Wu Cangming bought the bead flower and pushed the door in, he inserted the peach pink bead flower into Ji Ya's little tug, and laughed: "I know that this is the most suitable for our little girl, what do you like in the future and tell your brother Cangming, Brother Cangming will buy it for you." ”

Ji Ya nodded heavily and smiled sweetly.

Wuya Temple is built on the top of Lishan Mountain, and the main hall is dedicated to four Bodhisattvas, namely: Manjushri Bodhisattva, Guanyin Bodhisattva, Fuxian Bodhisattva, and Jizo Bodhisattva

The north wind was wrapped in withered vines, and even the high incense burned much faster, Qi Yu lifted the hem of his clothes and knelt on the futon, and bowed three times in front of the stone statue of Manjushri.

After getting up, he took the incense from the hand of the piano and inserted it in the incense burner.

Later, he worshiped Fugen Bodhisattva and Jizo Bodhisattva.

The host of Wuya Temple came to the side at some point, and when he saw this, he smiled and recited Amitabha.

"Since Lord Qi Shi has come here, why don't you worship Guanyin?"

The stone statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva sits on the lotus seat, with his eyes closed, his face is soft, his hand is holding a clean bottle, and a lively and lovely child sits on his lap.

The Guanyin of Wuya Temple is the most effective, some people even come from thousands of miles away, there are rumors, an old woman is more than fifty, to ask for a son for her grandson, more than a month after going back, his old clam gave birth to a pearl, and gave birth to a son.

Seeing the host joking, Qi Yu's eyes flashed slightly, and he clasped his hands together and said, "Host." ”

The host folded his hands together and returned the salute.

"Master Qi Shi wants to talk to the old man for a game?"

Dong Hanyu was still in the future, Qi Yu nodded, and followed the host to the octagonal pavilion in the temple.

The trees are bleak, the mountains are dry, and there is a different scenery.

The host twisted the sunspot and landed on the chessboard: "Lord Qi has been happy in recent days?" ”

Qi Yu replied: "It's quite wishful." ”

This answer made the host a little surprised, raised his eyes and smiled: "It seems that there is still merit in this marriage, and the husband wants to come as you want." ”

The white child in Qi Yu's hand has not fallen for a long time, and when the host looks at it, he sees that the expression on his face is exposed, and there is no fixed number of changes.

I couldn't help but wonder: "What do you mean?" What Lao Na said is not right? ”

Qi Yu lowered his eyes: "There are wishful things and there are unsatisfactory places." ”

The host said with a smile: "When Lord Qi said this, it is more wishful than unsatisfactory." ”

The tips of Qi Yu's ears were red, and he concentrated on playing chess and stopped talking.

At the end of the game, the host looked at the chessboard and said, "On the day you got married, Lao Wei took the liberty to calculate the marriage for the donor." ”

When he said this, there was no smile or sadness on his face, and Qi Yu's heart couldn't help but tremble, and he raised his eyes to look at him, waiting for the words that followed.