Misty rain and heavy flowers accompany the king's return

"After hearing about Brother Shen's name and seeing Brother Shen's masterpieces, I admire him very much. I would like to take this opportunity to ask Brother Shen for advice." Yun Mo held a cup and said to Shen Luo.

"Even the dean doesn't have my papers, but Mr. Yun actually has one. It's really admirable." Shen Luo looked at him and said playfully.

Baili Songran had a proud expression: "What's the matter, we are all veterans of the imperial capital, don't we have the ability to do this?"

Shen Luo looked at him and smiled: "Then there is also Mr. Baili?"

"Of course!" Baili waved his hands loosely, with an insignificant expression on his face.

"Then why doesn't the dean not have one? I have to write two more articles." Shen Luo sighed.

"Brother Shen, you don't want to write?" Baili Songran became interested, looked at him and asked.

"What are you doing writing so much if you have nothing to do, and you don't publish a book, and you don't plan to win the first prize." As soon as Shen Luo finished speaking, Yun Mo's rare handsome face flushed slightly.

"Look at how dead you are, and they didn't say what's wrong with you being the champion!" Baili Songran looked at Yun Mo and couldn't help scolding: "I've been thinking about the champion all day long, can you die if you don't win?"

Yun Mo scratched his forehead: "Why did you want to hit Tan Hua Lang?"

"Nonsense!" Baili slapped the table calmly: "Isn't it because I don't want to be sent out of the imperial capital? We have four young masters in the imperial capital. If one is missing, what are you doing?"

When Shen Luo heard his "four young masters of the imperial capital", he secretly laughed and did not speak.

Back then in Bianjing, he didn't like to join a small group of famous young masters, so as not to cause trouble. Of course, his cold personality was one of the main reasons.

"I heard that brother Shen's Yueqin is very skilled. If you have nothing to do at night, it's better to play the qinqiulou together. We will do our best to be the landlord." Baili said calmly.

"Qin Qiu Lou?" Shen Luo asked curiously.

"It's the most famous Qinglou in our imperial capital, with clear water and clear water. The guys there are all kinds of styles, and there are also guys from the Western Regions and Northern Xinjiang!" Baili Songran looked familiar.

"Another day, I have to catch up with the dean's homework!" Shen Luo intentionally showed a disappointed expression, but he rejected their invitation in his heart.

Back home, Qingchen just took out some newly made clothes, when she saw Shen Luo come back, she showed a light smile.

"Are the clothes ready?" Shen Luo smiled back.

"Come and try it!" Qingchen pulled him over, and Xiao Yu, who was serving them, giggled beside him.

"When does class start?" Qingchen asked.

"Tomorrow!" Shen Luo watched him help him unbutton his coat: "I'll do it myself!"

"Why are you shy?" Qingchen teased him, took a moon-white robe and put it on for him: "It would be nice if some patterns were embroidered on it, I'll embroider it for you."

"You are good at sewing." Shen Luobai said.

"My aunt used to force me to learn these things, you don't know how boring it is." Qingchen complained: "He always said, you are a brother who can't sew, how will you marry in the future!"

"How are you going to deal with the matter between us and your father?" Shen Luo couldn't help asking.

Qingchen's hand stopped for a moment, and did not pick up the topic: "What did you say to embroider for you?"

"Well, are love petals okay?" Shen Luo asked in thought.

"Love petals, do you like it?" Qing Chen looked at him.

"Well, isn't it a token of love?" Shen Luo looked at him, in exchange for Qingchen's shy smile.

At noon, I ate sea fish at home. In autumn, the sea crabs are fat and fat. The cook Chen Ama made steamed sea crabs, dipped in the prepared garlic vinegar, and the crab fat is thick.

In the afternoon, Shen Luo was sitting in the study writing an article, while Qingchen was embroidering love flowers on his clothes. There was also a black coat, and the love petals he embroidered with gold silk were equally beautiful.

"Eh, you guys are leisurely, you don't go out for a walk when you come to the imperial capital?" Prince Qi came in from the outside and looked at them.

Qingchen packs up her clothes and gives up her seat for him.

Shen Luo put down his pen and sat down.

"What to write?" Prince Qi looked curiously: "Celun, a gentleman stands for the government and the people? How do you write this kind of article?"

"There's more!" Shen Bai handed him a completed paper.

Citing Wenhao took over: "The people are safe with virtue, this kind of virtue, how does it look like Qiheng's style!"

"Hmph, is the prince really sure about his guess?" Shen Luo joked.

Light dust brings tea.

"Why is this an entrance exam?" Ci Wenhao asked.

"No!" Shen Luo shook his head: "My township examination papers are with the emperor, but the dean doesn't have them. Tell me to write them for him."

"The people in the official department must have forgotten it." Ci Wenhao said.

"They don't know how my writing is, but my contemporaries probably know." Shen Luo looked at him.

"Who?"

"Yunmo and Baili Songran."

"Have you made contact with them?" Citing Wenhao asked curiously.

"After school in the morning, they invited me to drink tea. They invited me to Qinqiu Tower at night."

"En!" Citing Wenhao was almost scalded by the tea: "That's Goulan Courtyard, although it's more elegant." After speaking, he glanced at Long Qingchen, who looked at Shen Luo with reassurance.

"Qingchen, aren't you worried about your Ah Bai?" Ci Wenhao couldn't help asking.

Long Qingchen shook his head: "Don't worry, I trust him, besides, our family's money is not rich."

"Hmph!" Ci Wenhao couldn't help laughing: "This is a good brother-in-law, but the reason behind is not reliable!"

"Don't be fooled by my lord, our family used to do business, and if you go to that kind of place without paying 80 taels, you can't get out. Ask Shen Juren, how many times can he go?" Long Qingchen said jokingly.

"I can't go a few times, I can't go a few times!" Shen Luo shook his head cooperatively.

Citing Wenhao took a sip of tea: "Originally, I was a little sad for autumn today. Seeing you like this makes me feel better."

"Let's eat here tonight, there are fresh sea crabs!" Qingchen said.

Shen Luo looked at him: "My lord still wants to eat two or two sea crabs?"

"Nonsense, why doesn't the prince eat it? I ate here tonight. You hurry up and write an article. We will drink tea and play the piano together later. It is much better than Qinqiuyuan." Ci Wenhao said with a smile.

Shen Luo took the paper and went over to continue writing.

Qingchen sat with Citing Wenhao: "Didn't the prince go to those places to fool around?"

"Yeah!" Ci Wenhao nodded: "Do you know the three major jokes in the imperial capital?"

Light dust shook his head.

Ci Wenhao stretched out his finger: "Prince Qi's brother-in-law, the skill of General Qian, and the knowledge of Baili Songran."

Long Qingchen looked at him in surprise: "What kind of joke is this?"

"Me!" Citing Wenhao pointed at himself: "Prince Qi's brother-in-law is famous for being powerful. He once smashed the building where I went to fool around."

"Ah!" Qingchen couldn't believe it.

"Don't believe me?" Ci Wenhao said with self-deprecation.

"I don't believe it, the lord is so mighty?" Qing Chen's answer made Prince Qi laugh out loud.

"What is General Qian's kung fu?" Shen Luo asked while swiping his pen.

"Bad, the archery almost killed the flag commander."

Shen Luo couldn't help but turn around: "Then what is his job?"

"Commander of the Imperial Forest Army!" Prince Qi's answer made Shen Luo dumbfounded.

"Don't talk about the knowledge of Baili Songran, it must be bad!" Shen Luo continued to write the article.

"It's not just bad, he wrote a poem that shocked the entire capital." Ci Wenhao said with a smile.

"Tell me quickly." Qingchen asked curiously.

"Um, 'It's raining heavily in the sky, it's because God has a cold, if it's not a severe cold, why does it fall from morning till night.'" Citing Wenhao looked at them after finishing speaking.

"Hmph!" Shen Luo couldn't help but sneered, he really admired the nobles of the Great Phoenix Dynasty in his heart, if this was his brother-in-law Yu Wentuo, I'm afraid these people would be punished several times by the Nine Clans!

Finally finished writing, Shen Luo shook his head and moved his shoulders.

"One afternoon, two articles are not bad." Citing Wenhao looked at his articles and said: "However, these two articles are not outstanding?"

Shen Luo glanced at him: "The top three have already been decided by default, so what's the point?"

Citing Wenhao looked at him in surprise: "Who did you listen to?"

Shen Luo pointed at it, meaning that he heard about it in the morning.

"They?" Citing Wenhao snorted twice: "These two idiots, if you weren't new to the imperial capital, don't try to attract attention, I really want to join them, idiot."

"What background do they all have? Are they the sons of the prime minister?" Shen Luo asked.

"Yun Mo, Prime Minister You's son, King De is Prime Minister You's disciple." Citing Wen Hao looked sideways: "Baili Songran, Yue Wangjun's younger brother."

Shen Luo nodded: "The third is the second, so the prince didn't make a move?"

Citing Hao looked at him: "Aren't you implying me?"

"No!" Shen Luo smiled.

"I haven't. I have never been involved in too many things like this. However, if you can impress Guowei, you can win the champion."

"Dean Guowei?" Shen Luo asked.

"Well, he is the one who dares to hit the wall in front of the emperor." Ci Wenhao said.

Shen Luo thought of the Biography of King Luo in "Contemporary Collection", the sentence above said 'the emperor's teacher Guowei, change the sacred will of the former emperor. 'This sentence.

"President Guowei, what was your official position when the first emperor died?" Shen Luo couldn't help asking.

"Prince Taifu, this position in my dynasty is a bit delicate. It is almost the highest power after the death of the emperor and before the new emperor ascends the throne. He has all the internal affairs in his hands. But after the new emperor ascends the throne, this position must be idle. So Cheng is also a master, and no one is also a master." Quoting Wenhao rarely commented on the affairs of the royal family.

Shen Luo nodded: "No wonder he can influence King Luo's fate at a critical moment."

Citing Wenhao glanced at him: "A Luo, remember one thing, King Luo, is a taboo topic in the imperial capital, don't mention it again."

"Why?" Qingchen expressed the doubts in Shen Luo's heart on behalf of Shen Luo, and let Shen Luo take a breath.

"It doesn't matter to you guys, he has too much sharpness, Qingyang County is still a monolith, do you know why?"

Shen Luo shook his head.

"When he disappeared, he explained that he had to see his token to take over Qingyang. Qingyang now has more than 15 people, including [-] Lanling Guards. They are brave and good at fighting, and reckless actions are civil wars. The emperor is unwilling to bear the infamy." Citation Hao said.

"If a person is missing, it can be passed on. How long has he been missing?"

"Ten years!" Quoting Wenhao's answer made Shen Luo speechless. A person who has been missing for ten years can still rule an area. What a means!

In the evening, the three of them ate fresh sea crabs together, and steamed a large pot of fresh oysters with garlic sauce, which was very delicious.

After the meal, Qingchen took out the Yueqin, and played the qin against the moon when the moon was in the sky.

There is also a moon here, and Shen Luo couldn't help imagining while looking at the sky with his finger.

In the dream of the night, "I" took the initiative to launch a big war. Among the galloping horses, the man's blood was slashing, and it was the courage to choose in the troubled times.

Shen Luo couldn't help asking himself many times, on the premise that the three Protectorate Houses were subverted, if he was brother-in-law Yu Wentuo, would he have the courage to fight to the end under the premise of the Qiongzhou Rebellion?

He couldn't even imagine the answer himself. He woke up in the night and sighed softly.

Qingchen got up and looked at him, and took a cloth towel to wipe his sweat.

"what happened?"

"I had a dream." Shen Luo sighed.

Qingchen helped him to lie down, and leaned into his arms: "Go to sleep, I will accompany you."

Shen Luo's mind was in chaos, he was used to Long Qingchen's company, although time is not long, but how will 'that self' face Zihuan?

I dare not change my identity to think, and I don't even know how to face that fate.

At this moment, he kind of admired the other party's fortitude, not just the strategy between calculations, but the courage to do what he knew he couldn't do.

This is like when a scholar-in-chief who has no power to restrain a chicken has the courage to pull out the dragon-song sword and lead the imperial army to charge when fighting on the battlefield. .

The next morning he went to the Gongyuan.

Now as Juren, they can receive 15 taels of silver a month to study in the Gongyuan, which is very good compared to the county magistrate's salary of 20 taels a month.

However, this is limited to the stage of studying in the Gongyuan, and the money is allocated by the Gongyuan.

All the students are divided into 900 classes, with a size of [-] people, which is not too small.

Shen Luo's class has a high ranking, which also limits their circle to possible high-ranking officials in the future.

The first class was presided over by Guowei himself. He sat on it and looked at the students below: "Huzhou Shenluo, have you finished your homework yesterday?"

Shen Luo stood up and handed in the two papers.

"Hmm!" Guowei doesn't like people who procrastinate, and it's his style to get things done every day.

Shen Luo sat back, and Guowei took out his books: "Today we will start studying the historical facts of Qianyuan." After he finished speaking, the teaching assistant handed out the textbooks.

"Books are not allowed to be taken away or copied, and those who violate the law will be dismissed from their reputation." Guowei said coldly.

Shen Luo took the book and opened a table of contents, which all started from the first year of Qianyuan and took the month as the subsection.

Taking a deep breath silently in his heart, it seems that someone in the Dafeng Dynasty finally understands the dual importance of "taking history as a mirror" and "insight into the current world".

"You can read it by yourself!" Guowei said.

Shen Luo flipped through the books a little excitedly, and secretly glanced at Yun Mo and Baili Songran who were sitting beside them.

The former is better, while the latter is impatient.

Guowei sat on it and read the articles written by Shen Luo.

When school was over, he left a sentence: "Shen Luo stay."

Shen Luo looked at the old master in front of him, who was once in power when the Dafeng dynasty changed, and even changed the last emperor's will.

"Why is the article written today only at the second-rate level, which is much inferior to your previous answer sheet?" Guowei asked, apparently already asked for his article from the palace.

"Retreat to get a foothold, and humble to stand up!" Shen Luo replied simply.

Guowei looked at him with brilliance in his eyes: "You go!"

"Thank you sir!" Shen Luo stepped back and left.

In the Phoenix Hall, Emperor Qianyuan looked at Shen Baixin's dossier: "How do you feel?"

Guowei nodded: "It's cautious, but we still have to try. Besides, I really don't know how he and Prince Qi are involved."

"Why, do you think Wen Hao has spare hands?" Emperor Qianyuan couldn't help asking.

"It's hard to find a talent. Now everyone is waiting for changes to happen. The emperor said, who wouldn't have a backup?" Guowei replied.

"Take a look at this group of students. I need changes that come in the breeze. If you move too fast, there will be a storm, and the falling flowers will be ruthless!" Emperor Qianyuan said.

"The emperor is wise!" Guowei got up and said.