Lang Jun is coming

On the day of Chunwei, Qingshi prepared all the items for the imperial examination early in the morning.Except for pens and inks, the four treasures of the study are provided by the examination institute, in order to prevent candidates from cheating.

"You have to bring this coat, even though it's April, it's still a bit chilly at night."

Song Yiqing tied a gray palace sash around his waist with a copper coin buckle, and seeing Qingshi put the neatly folded coat into the bag, nagging endlessly, he had no choice but to say: "What are you doing today?" How come you look like a little lady."

Qingshi, who had always been shy, this time pretended to be an old man and emphasized, "Lang Jun is going to take the imperial examination. Qingshi should do his best. If he is cold and thirsty, it will become a stumbling block for Lang Jun's title on the gold list, but it is a sin."

Even though he looked disgusted, Song Yiqing let Qingshi take care of him.It's just that before leaving the house, I have to be told by my parents for a while.

"Don't force yourself to do anything. It doesn't matter if you can't achieve it. Your father and I will wait for you to return home."

After raising her son for [-] years, Mrs. Song felt that she was a little more nervous than her son when she saw that she was about to enter the imperial examination, but she was always calm on the surface and could not reveal anything.

Song Yiqing nodded in response, "Mother is at ease."

The carriage was already waiting in front of the door, Qingshi put the luggage in the carriage first, at this time he lifted the curtain, poked his head out and shouted: "If you don't leave, sir, it will be late."

Hearing Qingshi's green voice, Song Fu, who had been silent all this time, spoke out.

"Go quickly."

Although he is smooth in officialdom, he is still a good father.Even if there were thousands of words, they were all said by the wife, and in the end they were only reduced to a few words, but they were also filled with great anticipation.

The husband and wife stood on the stone steps, waiting eagerly until the carriage disappeared at the corner of the alley, and then Mrs. Song looked at her husband, and said succinctly, "Go to the Buddhist hall!"

The wife who was still fine just now turned to each other inexplicably and coldly, Song Fu felt a "thump" in his heart, and asked nervously with a smile on his face, "What... are you going to the Buddhist hall for?"

Mrs. Song's brows stood on end, but she laughed angrily. She slapped Song Fu's shoulders with a round cooling fan in her hand, half complaining half angrily, and said, "My son is going to the scientific research, you are free and comfortable. It’s all just a few words, and you don’t even want to burn incense and pray for blessings?”

She beat around the bush with just one sentence and scolded Song Fu all over. Song Fu felt wronged, but he was more cautious in his movements to help his wife go to the Buddhist hall. Don't dare to argue for yourself.

"Yes, why not. It's all due to the virtuous wife, so you don't need to worry about being a husband. If you get a wife like this, you will have no regrets in this life."

What he said was ironic, Madam Song's expression slowed down a bit, she still squinted and muttered: "It's all a glib tongue learned from officialdom."

Song Fu was afraid of guilt.

In Huaijing, only people from the Song Mansion knew about it.There is no other reason. Although Mrs. Song is strict with her husband, she manages the house in an orderly manner, and no one dares to gossip outside.What's more, in front of people, Mrs. Song has given enough face to Song Fu, the fifth rank right division doctor, serving tea and pouring water, speaking softly, and obeying everything.Who can't say "a good wife" after reading it?

In the Heng Dynasty, the more dowry a passing wife brought, the higher her status in her husband's family.As for Mrs. Song, she brought a full [-] guan in cash, not counting other dowry such as cloth.Forty thousand Guan is enough to buy a good mansion in Huaijing.

"Well, Pei Yanfu, I, Gu Ying, have a dowry of [-] yuan, but I can't let you listen to a word?"

In Pei's mansion, Gu's face turned red with anger, and he grabbed her husband's ear with one hand, and the voice of anger pierced into Pei Yanfu's dark ear socket.

Pei Yanfu's eardrums were numb from his wife's angry voice, and he watched the servants coming and going outside the door, all of them couldn't stop looking here.

"Madam, please forgive me. I always obey my husband's orders."

Having been humiliated in public like this, Pei Yanfu was both afraid and ashamed, his ears became hot and painful, and they turned red not long after.

"On orders?"

Gu Ying snorted coldly, pointed to his son who was sitting on the roof opposite and gnawed steamed buns, and said, "That's just to say, why was my son forced by you to go to the Daxiangguo Temple for a few days of fasting? He was so skinny. skinned."

Pei Yanfu grinned and retorted, "He went there by himself, I didn't force him."

It's just that as soon as he said this, the pain in his ears got worse, and he couldn't help begging for mercy. He was also afraid that his wife would not be able to twist it smoothly due to the height difference, and the six-foot-tall person would have to bend slightly to accommodate.

Gu Ying was born in a family of military generals. The family in the previous dynasty was extremely beautiful and loyal for generations. He didn't want the last little emperor to be weak and incompetent. It is impossible to destroy the door.

After the founding of the Heng Dynasty, the family has the merits of being a dragon and has been favored by the emperor. Although it can't be said to be as beautiful as the previous dynasty, now the elder brother is also sitting in the position of the commander of the imperial army.

Gu Ying was spoiled by his elder brother and came from a martial arts family, so he is naturally not as gentle as those women from a scholarly family, and his hands are stronger than ordinary women.

After Pei Yanfu had finished his good words, he got rid of Gu's clutches. When he got out of the backyard, he saw his son who was "thin and skinny" finished eating the steamed buns in two or three bites, patted the residue on his hands, and was about to leave the house in good spirits.

"What to do!"

Just because Pei Lian was punished, Pei Yanfu still had red marks on his ears, but now his eyes are wide open.

Pei Lian pretended to smooth the hem of the scarlet official uniform, stretched his arms, the wide sleeves were neat and wrinkle-free, and said seriously: "With this outfit, my son is not going to a brothel."

"you……"

Pei Yanfu didn't expect Pei Lian to answer like this, but was choked for a moment. Thinking of the brothel, he couldn't help but sternly said, "If you dare to go to the brothel, I will break your legs for my father!"

His voice was so loud that the little girl sweeping away scared the broom away.Pei Lian took a step back, her expression flinched, as if she had also been bluffed.Pei Yanfu had just rekindled his majesty as a father, but he didn't expect the other party to suddenly yell into the backyard.

"Mother, father wants to break his son's leg! Mother!"

It's not far from the backyard, Gu's hearing is very good.Pei Yanfu subconsciously felt pain in his ears again, and before he could move his feet to hide far away, he really heard Gu's angry voice coming from the backyard.

"Pei Yanfu, whose leg do you want to break?!"

Before the Gu family arrived, Pei Yanfu trotted to the study early, so he didn't care about Pei Lian.

It is well known that Pei Yanfu, who is a political adviser, is afraid of internal affairs, and Huai Jing is well known.

When Pei Lian got out of the mansion and stepped on the horse and got on the horse, his expression had already been corrected, except for the lingering smile on the corners of his eyes and brows.

Candidates from various state capitals gathered in front of the entrance of the examination institute today. They were all wearing plain white shirts with black borders. Looking around, most of them looked upright and bookish.

"Brother Yang, I heard that you were chosen by the wealthy businessman Mr. Lin to be your son-in-law the day before yesterday?"

"It's true. Just wait for the title on the gold list and get married immediately."

"Brother Yang is so lucky, I am also envious."

Although the voices of the people next to him were deliberately lowered, a few words still reached Qingshi's ears.He thought to himself: I want to see what kind of talent that brother Yang is, so he was chosen in advance to be the son-in-law of a merchant.

In the crowd of people, he stepped on his feet to look, but Shi Laozi "Brother Yang" didn't see it, and he almost lost his husband.

"Lang Jun, Lang Jun can wait."

Qingshi squeezed back and forth among the crowd with a bookcase on his back, looking around for Song Yiqing, but almost all of them were candidates for the exam, and they were all dressed in literati clothes, which almost dazzled him.While he was in a hurry, he felt that his collar was being pulled, and he looked back, it was his own husband who had been looking for him for a while but couldn't find it.

"Give me the bookcase, you go back home first."

Song Yiqing took off the bookcase on Qingshi's back by himself, and took out the wooden waist card from his sleeve.

The bookcase is not sinking, and it contains nothing more than pens, ink and clothes.Qingshi raised his head, only to realize that he had already squeezed to the door of the examination institute unknowingly. At this time, he was being scrutinized by two officials who checked the bookcase and clothes with unfriendly expressions.

"Your Majesty, you should be more careful."

After sending it here, Qingshi felt a little relieved, so he walked back and forth with his instructions every step of the way.

Song Yiqing responded with a voice, and handed over the waist badge, book case, etc. to the officials for inspection.The two officials investigated at the same time, and the person standing next to Song Yiqing was half a head taller than him, and looked like a Chinese-character face from the side.

"Waist card."

From the beginning to the present, the official has inspected no less than hundreds of people, and his tone has gradually become indifferent and irritable, looking like he is angry.

The examinee with a Chinese face was startled by his voice and shook his hand, and the badge he was about to pass fell to the ground immediately, and dust rose up, covering the three words "Yang Ping Han" painted in gold powder.

"Look at your prudence, how can you be careless."

As a result, the time was delayed, and the inspection officials became a little impatient and couldn't help complaining.

Yang Pinghan felt as if he had been stabbed by his own name, and was scolded again, the tall man trembled slightly.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

He couldn't stop apologizing, and bowed to pick up the ashes of the waist card, not wanting a hand as shiny as jade to pick it up for him first.

"Give."

Song Yi handed over the badge with a calm demeanor.

"Thank you..."

Yang Pinghan hurriedly took the waist card, thanked him, and raised his face with Chinese characters, and glanced at the person who helped.

This time, both of them were stunned.

The life in front of me is weak and elegant but has a strong character. Apart from the temperament, the skin is also eye-catching.Yang Pinghan was born in Dingzhou, the "throat of Kyushu", his family was a businessman, and he dealt with people from all over the world all the year round, and he had never seen such a person.

And Song Yiqing took an extra look at Yang Pinghan, surprised that it was a coincidence that this man with a Chinese face was actually the "Brother Yang" who was picked by the Lin family as his son-in-law.

The two were full of thoughts at the time, but they couldn't delay in their hands and feet. They checked their identities and walked into the examination hall under the tight time.

Seats are separate rooms with two rows left and right.After Song Yiqing hung the badge on the wall, he looked at the furnishings in the cubicle.

There is only an oil lamp and a few pieces of rice paper.

The courtyard was silent. After preparing the pens and inks he had brought, Song Yiqing waited for another half a quarter of an hour before he could barely hear the sound of footsteps coming from far to near.Then two officials in crimson and crimson official uniforms came into view.One of them looks middle-aged, and the other has a lot of gray hair, showing an old appearance.

These two people are the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, the chief examiner of the third rank, and the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, the deputy examiner of the fourth rank.

In the palace city, a sparrow had just landed on the glazed tiles on the roof to comb its feathers, when it was startled away by the sound of footsteps and figures.

The five vermilion carved doors of Yanhe Hall were all open, and Xiao Liu'er bowed to the screen facing the door in the hall before stopping. He turned to the people behind him and said, "Mrs. Pei, wait a moment."

Pei Lian nodded in response, and watched Xiao Liu'er go around the screen and enter the interior of the hall.

Pearls, shells, ink stones and other precious materials were ground into powder to make paints on the white plain yarn screen, and the majestic mountains and rivers were painted, and a red sun was dotted with pigeon blood in the upper right corner.

Although he couldn't see what was going on inside, he could clearly hear the laughter of officials and the immature babbling of children.You don't need to guess to know that the official family is enjoying family happiness with the crown prince.

Not long after, Xiao Liu'er came back with two more papers in his hand.

"The officials asked the villain to hand over this item to Pei Taichang."

As soon as Pei Lian took the paper, he heard the official's voice coming through the screen.

"Since the Great Court Meeting, you have been idle for a long time. I heard that you stayed at the Daxiangguo Temple a few days ago. Now it is the Spring Festival, and soon there will be new recruits working with the Dynasty. Although you are idle, you should Walk around more to cultivate your mind.”

The paper volume was nothing more than two thin rolled up papers, and it slowly became warm when held in his hands. Pei Lian quietly put it into his sleeves, cupped his hands and said, "Remember."

In the examination hall, everyone is staring at the examination questions, or sweating, or writing smoothly, each with their own attitude.

Song Yiqing first wrote down the age of his birthplace, official position of his ancestors, and the classics he studied on the answer sheet, and then he started to solve the exam questions.

There is only one sentence in the exam question that makes many people scratch their heads.

"If there is a way in the world, the government will not be in the hands of the officials. If there is a way in the world, the common people will not discuss it."

The content of this sentence is about the relationship between the court's Qingming and the scholar-bureaucrats and the common people.Some difficulty, but not too difficult.The only trick is that if there is no skill in writing the content to be explained, it is easy to offend officials.What's more, it is also possible to offend the officials.

After pondering for a long time, Song Yiqing reflected all his thoughts and thoughts under the style of the pen.

"The ancients said: If there is a way in the world, common people don't discuss it. However, in the enlightened world since ancient times, saints can be slandered, but it's not impossible to discuss it..."