After marrying Bai Yueguang, the little wolf dog turned into a scumbag

After the Chinese New Year, the imperial court had to open a course to recruit scholars. The Qi Mansion didn’t even hold a big event during the Spring Festival. It was afraid that the noisy exchanges between relatives and friends would delay Qi Fengju’s review of the papers. Both Mrs. Qi and Mrs. Qi hoped that he would come out on top and win three prizes in a row.

But Qi Fengju has been out of his mind these days. In the first month, the old gentleman invited by Master Qi called him three times, but he was still in a daze.Qi Fengju came to apologize in person with a gift, but was scolded by the temperamental old man through the door: "Could it be that young master Qi is the only one in the world who can read and write? I really thought that the number one scholar was in your pocket. It's too frivolous! This old man wants to see what the result of Master Qi's subject is!" The old man's peers and students all rushed out to watch the fun, making Qi Fengju very embarrassed.

Walking through the corridor of the main courtyard dejectedly, he heard his mother gossiping with several acquainted noble ladies.

"My boy also studies at home every day. If he strives to get a Jinshi by himself, he won't need my master to spend money to donate to the official... It's just that there are so many students who come to Beijing to take the exam. How easy is it?"

"If you want to teach your children well, who can compare to Mrs. Qi? Even if the young master lies down and sleeps every day, he is much better than our few brats who only know how to grind their guns in front of battle!"

Mrs. Qi immediately felt uplifted after being praised by others, and said with a smile: "If you ask me, what's the point of being a Jinshi? You need to be named on the gold list, and ride a horse through the streets, so that ten years of hard study are not in vain."

"It really doesn't hurt to stand up and talk. Who doesn't know that your young master is a must? Then we are ashamed of this, and we are just waiting for your family to invite the champion banquet!"

Qi Fengju was suddenly a little out of breath. He raised his hand to support the window lattice, and heard Mrs. Qi say inside: "At that time, there will be more than one happy event in my family! The year before last, Princess Jin entrusted someone to help my master get promoted, and you still ask me?" Why she is willing to contribute so much, to tell you the truth, is not because I am her aunt, but because of her own brother."

"Although our two families are interested in each other, we haven't formally made an order. It's been a waste of years. Why do you think it is? Or is it because my family Fengju has not yet become an official and is white, and I am afraid that she will humiliate her brother? Wait until my son In high school, his family will definitely have nothing to say, and by then, my son will not only be the champion of the new discipline, but also the noble son-in-law of the Hou family and the prince's brother-in-law!"

Qi Fengju heard a "hum" in his head. Everyone's expectations and the pressure of the imperial examination had already made him extremely uneasy. He could only comfort himself. A wish could be fulfilled, but Mrs. Qi's words shocked him - if he failed the exam this time, not only would there be countless people waiting to see the joke, even the marriage would fail!

Mrs. Qi's personal servant girl lifted the curtain and saw Qi Fengju standing in the porch with a pale face, she couldn't help asking: "Master, why don't you go into the house?"

"No, no..." Qi Fengju took a few steps back, shook his hands and said, "I, I still have to go to school."

The maid pursed her lips and smiled, "Hey, you still have to study, other scholars really have no way out!"

Qi Fengju's back was covered in cold sweat, and was blown by the sudden warm and cold draft, and he was so cold that he really wanted to yell loudly: If you keep saying that, you won't give me a chance to survive!

But he is the elegant and calm Young Master Qi, how could he be so bewildered?Qi Fengju suppressed himself, forced a smile, turned around and hurried towards the study.

When passing by the garden distractedly, Huyou caught a glimpse of Qi Heju holding a silver gun and standing tall, talking with a person with his head bowed. When he took a closer look, that person was Jiang Mengzhen's servant Zhu Hen!There was another burst of panic in my heart, wondering if Qi Heju would reveal Hantan's rescue.He went back to the study room and opened the Four Books and Five Classics. The more he thought about it, the more restless he became. Every word in the book seemed to have turned into a ghost with claws and claws. left!

In the evening, Master Qi came back from a banquet, Qi Fengju stood waiting at the gate, Master Qi was half drunk and stumbled off the sedan chair, he stepped forward to help, smelling the strong fragrance of powder on his father's body, he couldn't help persuading: "Dad You should also take care of your body and stop drinking with those people..."

"Aren't I doing it for you?" Master Qi said drunkenly, "Master Tian is the host today, and I have agreed with my colleagues. After you are in high school, I will arrange for you to work as an errand in the Six Departments... hiccup, assigned to Hanlin What's the point of making a book?"

Qi Fengju opened his mouth and took a deep breath, Master Qi held his hand earnestly, "Feng'er, you have to live up to your father, the Qi family is counting on you..."

Master Qi was escorted back to his room by two beautiful maidservants. The night was as cold as water, and Qi Feng stood in the empty courtyard, speechless for a long time.

People in this world of mortals each have their own sufferings, Qi Heju is like this, and Qi Fengju is also like this. From this point of view, the world is extremely fair again.

"Why did you get sick all of a sudden? How do the people around the young master take care of you!" Mrs. Qi paced back and forth anxiously, "Quickly, go and invite the doctor, he must be cured before Chunwei!"

Qi Fengju leaned on the bed with a listless expression. When the doctor took his pulse, he was still holding a book in his other hand and reading.The doctor twirled his beard and said, "Eldest young master, it's wind and cold entering his body, he needs a good rest to support him."

"My son will take part in Chunwei in a month. How can I have time to recuperate? The doctor must think of a way, and my son must get better as soon as possible!"

"Ma'am, don't worry, I have a prescription here, but the medicine is strong..."

Mrs. Qi waved her hand nonchalantly, "Just tell me what medicinal materials you want, this disease must be cured quickly, and my son's exam for the first prize will be delayed, you can't bear it!"

They were talking at the side, Qi Feng looked at the book without looking sideways, as if he hadn't heard it.The doctor prescribed the medicine, and the servant quickly brought the medicine as black as ink overnight. Qi Fengju drank it without changing his expression. When he stayed up late at night and read a book, he suddenly felt itchy throat. He covered his mouth with a handkerchief and coughed suddenly. Spit out a big mouthful of blood!

The doctor was called overnight, but said that the blood was cold poison in the lungs, coughing it up now, and he should recover in a few days. Mrs. Qi kept chanting Amitabha, and only Qi Fengju knew that after the blood was spit out, He couldn't even hold the brush steady.By candlelight, Qi Fengju saw that the doctor had a guilty look on his face and a layer of sweat on his forehead. He didn't point it out, but felt a vague sense of relief.

Half a month later, Qi Fengju's illness still hadn't recovered. Jiang Mengzhen thought that he had caught a cold by accident, but unexpectedly he couldn't afford it, so he hurried to visit him.Going to the house for a while, Qi Fengju's attendant said that the eldest young master is in better spirits today, and asked the young man to carry the qin to the garden.

Intermittent piano sounds came from the small pavilion. Jiang Mengzhen stood under the rockery and listened for a while, and found that there was a sad sound in the tune, so he couldn't help but stepped forward and said: "Cousin, your illness is not cured yet, why bother to do this?" Wasting effort for nothing?"

"Dream Pillow is here," Qi Fengju was wearing a winter cloak, with a white cloth belt tied on his forehead to keep out the wind and drive away evil spirits, looking pale and haggard, "I just don't want to let down this spring, when you came to my house, it was also spring... ...It really flies like water."

Jiang Mengzhen sat opposite him, and said softly: "Spring comes every year, and Chun Wei only opens a subject in three or five years. If you miss it this time, there will be a next time. You have to relax."

Qi Fengju looked at him and smiled faintly. There were so many people in the family, only Jiang Mengzhen advised him to "miss this time, and there will be another time", but Jiang Mengzhen was the reason why he had to take the exam.Jiang Mengzhen is nineteen years old this year. After three or five years, how can he afford to wait?

Qi Fengju's fingers flicked on the strings, the sound of the piano was as chaotic as his mind, when suddenly there was a sound of "Zheng", the strings of the Guqin broke under his hands, both of them were startled.

Qi Fengju forced a smile, "Someone changed the strings, Mengzhen play a song for me."

Jiang Mengzhen naturally agreed, took the piano and played a pure and calm "Pu'an Mantra", surrounded by birds chirping and colorful, it was clearly a vibrant spring scene, but because of Qi Fengju's sickness, this small pavilion was in a state of confusion. A lot of cold and bleak.He was leaning on the railing tiredly to listen to the piano, and suddenly heard a "clank", and the strings broke again. Jiang Mengzhen and Qi Fengju looked at each other, both faintly feeling that it was an ominous omen.

Qi Heju came to the garden to practice martial arts with a gun in his hand. The faint sound of the piano came from the rockery. He looked up and saw Jiang Mengzhen playing the piano for his brother. A pair of fairy couples.

They played the piano and poured tea, chanted the wind and the moon, and wrote poems about the flowers and plants, while Qi He danced his gun and would only knock down the red flowers and green leaves in the garden one after another. He is such a spoiled person.Qi Heju held his gun tightly, and secretly made up his mind: the eldest brother's illness will soon be cured, and after Chunwei passed, he saw Jiang Mengzhen get married with his own eyes, and he left home and never came back again.

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