At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

The lotus cake is definitely the best from Xiangyun Shop in Linyuan, Wuling County.

It has a unique sweet flavor and tastes sweet but not greasy.

"It's just that my eldest brother has really secretly learned Taoist magic and hid it from outsiders. How could he hide it from my little Yuheng."

Xie Mingli placed the food box next to Xie Yuheng's desk, took out one layer of the food box with his slender fingers, sent it to Si Yuandao's round table, and then turned back.

The man in green explained in a warm voice: "Yanzhou is here, bringing with him the cook from Xiangyun Restaurant. And Peng Weilan."

"Is it the provincial examination Ya Yuan?"

Xie Yuheng raised his eyes in confusion, vaguely remembering that the person who ranked above his eldest brother in the provincial examination was named Peng Weilan.

Xie Mingli nodded and continued: "What a coincidence, the doctor who treated Peng Weilan's leg was none other than Doctor Wu and Zhiyi's disciples from the medicine hall.

"I came here this time to take up the post of husband in the academy and discuss matters in your father's academy."

Mei Xingyun came closer and inhaled the scent of lotus cake, "It seems that Xie's Academy is about to add another powerful general."

Xie Mingli showed no mercy and slapped his furry head away.

Being pushed away, Mei Xingyun looked pitiful, which was really eye-catching.

Si Yuandao looked away, dusted off the residue of the lotus cake in his hand, stood up and said, "Okay, it's getting dark soon. Bring me the papers you picked out for me to take a look at."

Everyone picked up their papers and hurriedly presented them to Si Yuandao.

Xie Mingli, Xie Yuheng, and Meng Ziyi chose the same one. Therefore, Xie Mingli went out to pick up the food box Qi Yanzhou brought.

What can I say, with these three men in front, I feel a lot of pressure when doing other moves.

It is impossible not to be affected by it, but I still try my best to eliminate distracting thoughts and choose what I think is best.

Si Yuandao nodded sometimes and paused sometimes.

Seeing the half-full bucket of water in the hearts of the young candidates, they were in a state of confusion.

Si Yuandao spoke out from time to time, pointing out what was bad in everyone's papers, until the paper Zhen Youqian picked.

"Well, it's the style you would choose."

Si Yuandao said "praise", which made Zhen Youqian straighten his back immediately, as straight as a beam.

Xie Yuheng tilted his head slightly and looked up. The entire volume was full of gorgeous words.

If it were a peaceful and prosperous time, I think the examiner would like it. It's just...it's not a prosperous time now.

Si Yuandao sighed heavily and said seriously: "Let me ask you, what is the purpose of students studying and pursuing a career?"

"For... to be an official? To serve Daliang."

In the past, Zhen Youqian was very confident when facing Mei Xingyun, but when he came to Si Yuandao, he was like a leaky fish bubble, which could not be deflated any more.

"Since you know that you want to become an official for the sake of career, let me ask you, is it more important to care about the country and the people, or is it more important to use gorgeous rhetoric?"

"In this way, when you become an official, how can you put yourself in the people's shoes?"

"I'm afraid that the policies we implement are just like those castles in the air, flashy and unrealistic. If we can't touch the people's pain points, we might even inflict it on ourselves."

His words could be heard in the room.

This is not a problem for the students in this volume, it is also a problem for Zhen Youqian.

The roll chosen by each person represents each person.

Xie Mingli's family was also poor when he was young. His grandfather died of illness and his second uncle was forced to join the army. As for Meng Ziyi, it is an ordinary family.

There is definitely a Xie Yuheng who grew up pampered by the elders in the clan. And when you are in the village, you can also hear and see the suffering of the people.

In fact, Si Yuandao even doubted whether this little guy was a fairy as rumored... Whose eight-year-old had the world in his heart?

Oh, his disciples, that’s okay.

Si Yuandao's words were like a basin of cold water that woke him up, and Zhen Youqian was enlightened.

Perhaps it was influenced by the family's past properties, including a brothel and a brothel. The beautiful lyrics and music he heard sung when he was a child were deeply rooted in his mind and engraved into his mind.

"You Qian, thank you for your guidance."

Zhen Youqian gave Si Yuandao a long bow.

Si Yuandao waved his hand, for the sake of his family's good boy Jue Xiao Yuheng, and also because the Zhen family had wrapped all the cloth for Meng's cotton-padded clothes.

Mei Xingyun on the side was confused, but he also knew that having a good teacher like Mr. Si to guide him, it was like smoke rising from the graves of his ancestors!

He secretly glanced at the wooden box containing the lotus cakes, and considered going back to pick some antique calligraphy and paintings to give to Xie Yuheng and Si Yuandao, as well as Xie Shanchang and Brother Xie!

Humph, Qi Yanzhou is not the only one who knows how to give gifts.

Until Si Yuandao selected everyone's scroll and commented on it. The one chosen by the two brothers Xie Yuheng and Meng Ziyi was decided as the first choice.

The volumes selected by others were arranged one after another, just like Qiu Wei's ranking.

The mountains are full of autumn colors, and the young men are either dejected or playing and going to their respective homes.

Xie Yuheng and Xie Mingli went to Shanchang Courtyard and met Qi Yanzhou. Knowing that he wanted to stay until later in the year, we went north together to Chunwei.

Xie Yuheng's eyes moved slightly, and he knew what was going on. Qi Yanzhou's mother has passed away long ago, and her maternal grandfather's family is also unreliable.

Although it appears that Qi's father's concubine is in charge of the family, in fact Qi Yanzhou is the person behind it.

"I have rented a house in the village, but in the future, Brother Xie and the Marquis of Jiangling must not think so of disturbing me."

Qi Yanzhou was holding a folding fan and looked like a handsome young man. There was a smile on his face, but sadness hidden in his eyes.

My mother was mad at the aunt in the house, but my grandfather's family was settled by my father with money.

Now, my grandfather's family is actually licking his face and saying that he wants to send his cousin into the house to be his father's concubine. How ridiculous!

Xie Mingli only said no. Qi Yanzhou turned around and took out a small baggage.

He presented his hands to Xie Yuheng and said: "This is the money from the sale of the house. All are here. There are seven thousand taels of silver notes in total. You can count them."

"No need to count, I'm more confident than Brother Qi." Xie Yuheng took it without looking at it, and then turned it to Yu Rongshi.

Qi Yanzhou opened his mouth, and there were all kinds of emotions in his throat, which all turned into one sentence: "The jade is unique and unique in the world."

Xie Mingli stood by his side and nodded in agreement upon hearing the voice.

"Okay, let's go eat. It's late, and there's not much left in the cafeteria." Xie Tingjiang and Peng Weilan came out of another room and said with a smile.

He raised his hand and touched his daughter's head. The older the little guy grows, the harder it is for him to be close to his father.

It’s not just daughters who avoid their fathers, there’s no father and son who stay together all day long.

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The next day, the mountains were dark and cloudy, the sky was cold and rainy, and a few branches were moist and crying red.

The villagers wore hats and raincoats and walked in the ditch.

The cold dew reaches the beginning of winter, plowing the ground and freezing insects to death.

Zhen Youqian also dressed up as an old farmer, rolled up his trouser legs, and buried his head in the Xie family's farmland with a hoe in hand.

It was still early in the day, and Li Siyuan had some time to give lectures. He could feel the suffering of the people.

Xie Yuheng yawned and stood side by side with Xie Mingli under a crooked-neck tree.

He raised his hand to wipe the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and his pleased eyes fell on the figure in the field. Xie Yuheng was about to praise Zhen Youqian's enterprising spirit.

Several carriages stopped next to the two of them. As soon as Rong Shi's figure moved, he got down from the big tallow tree next door and stood next to Xie Yuheng.