fox kidnapper

The sky, clouds and shadows linger on the ground, and the golden light shines in all directions. It looks like a silk cloth that has been washed and shaken off by the riverside. Countless golden thin snakes jumped upright on the extremely luxurious floor of the hall paved with gold bricks.Fine dust floats and sinks in the air, soars and falls in the mottled light and shadow.

The Hall of Talents in the Imperial City is full of costumes, uniformly wearing lotus root white hall trial clothes, frail scholars of different ages from all over the world, all sitting in front of their respective incense sandalwood desks, silent like cicadas.All the people entered at dawn, went through the etiquette of roll call, unrolling, praise, salute, etc., and then issued policy questions.

Now it is time to wait for the publication of the policy title.

The sun was scorching hot like a red flame, and a sword-like light shot on the beams of the Hall of Talents, boiling hot like hot soup.Splashed on the silk surface of a corner of the black robe, the embroidered patterns on the black robe's mattress shone brilliantly.The black robes dangle like water, covering the resplendent beams like a black cat lazily sleeping and wagging its tail.A pair of black brocade boots stepped on the horizontal beams in an upright manner, and put his hands on his knees, flexing and stretching lightly if there was nothing.Such a person who is not afraid of death, bold and reckless, who is sitting on the beam of the most noble and majestic Yingcai Hall in the imperial city of the dynasty, who else is there except Fanmo.But now he is half blurred, he can clearly see the people below him standing motionless and poking on the gold brick floor like wooden carvings, but even if other people look up and twist their necks, they can't find a trace of him trace.

Fan Mo hides his figure at this moment, not for anything else, just to see what Xue Zun looks like during the palace examination.Is he still as naive and silly as before, like a toddler who only knows how to eat candy and is in a daze.

Naturally, Xue Zun didn't know that there was a person sitting vertically above his head, staring at him intently, so to speak.What can be stared at, but a round black hair top.However, Fan Mo felt very satisfied.

The Minister of Rites, Gong Changshu, ordered the examiner and examiner to issue policy questions.Sitting in front of him, he is not angry but mighty.He picked up a cup of tea, scraped off the leaves familiarly, and took a sip first.Lifting the narrow eyes, he glanced at everyone seriously, and smashed his black and black mouth, and the beard at the corner of his mouth was sticky to his face like a dried fish tail. "The Hall of Excellence gathers talents, and the examination papers of the palace test virtuous ministers. In today's palace examination, you must remember that your conduct should be open and aboveboard, you must not cheat, you must not whisper to each other, you must not steal other people's content, you must not sit crookedly, you must not cheat in advance, and you must not be private. In giving and accepting bribes of officials, one must not insult the government without writing or law, one must not commit a crime of despising the majesty of the monarch, one must not deceive the monarch and ignore the superior and lie to the sky... Those who violate the law will be punished for the crime of deceiving the monarch."

The issue has been issued.One person behind him will get him to wink and light up the time.The palace chief said. "The palace examination has begun. Candidates are asked to answer the questions with pens. Hand in the paper at dusk."

A finger-thick long incense stick was inserted into a carved tripod tripod, and it was placed in the corridor in the center of the crowd. The incense smoke was graceful and graceful, like a flying crane, leaping straight into the sky.

Fan Mo stared at Xuezun slowly looking at Ce Ti, seeing that his face was expressionless but his eyes were still innocent, he couldn't help being curious, and turned his head to look down.Then I saw that the title of the policy was neatly written. "The world situation is changing day by day, and talents are needed for tasks. The establishment of a school has three purposes. Therefore, it is to cultivate the people, shape talents, and revitalize the government and the public. All three are urgent strategies, but how to explain it when cultivating talents as an example?"

Fanmo scratched his head, stretching his slender fingers and then pinching them boredly, as if stretching and stretching his fox claws boredly.Xin said that human beings are troublesome, and those who ask these boring questions are confused.

Naturally, this is just a matter of confusion. Although the Taohuaxi thousands of people have learned from humans to read and write, to learn human etiquette and speech, and to learn human housing and clothing, they have never taken any shit exams.If he also learned from humans to do these messy things, what would Fan Mo do when he ran away from home?Thinking about it this way, I feel that Xue Zun is pitiful. Han Chuang has studied hard for many years, and I don't know how much he has suffered.

Everyone in the Hall of Talents pinched the inscription paper and pondered slowly. Some people were impatient to pick up their pens and start writing vigorously. Some people scratched the brush on the inkstone without thinking. It's like being taken away by the soul.After reading the topic, Xue Zun bit the brush and thought for a moment, suddenly his eyes lit up, he picked up the brush and dipped it in the royal ink of the palace, then bowed his head and began to write.

Seeing the snow bottle started, Fan Mo could not help but sit upright on the beam, tilting his head to look at him.I saw that the person who has always been dull-faced and talkative was full of pen and ink as if he had been taken away, and he wrote a few lines quickly.The handwriting is beautiful and thick, without losing strength, without lack of stretching and smoothness, flowing like clouds and flowing water, like clouds and smoke.With one stroke, it looks like a galloping horse galloping back and forth.Fan Mo was shocked, after a long time together, it was the first time he saw Xue Zun writing, he didn't know that this person had a dull and polite appearance, a plain and naive look, but there were so many subtle meanings in his mind.It's amazing.The handwriting is so beautiful, but the handwriting is like a person.After thinking about it, the little scholar in front of me became more and more rare.

The strokes of the snow bottle are as fast as the wind and as slow as the clouds. Every word and every word reveals years of painstaking research to steal the light.He wrote so. "The ancients said that the three armies are easy to get, but a general is hard to find. Those who win people prosper, and those who lose people collapse. Only talents are promoted, and I use them when I get them. Although talents are high, they can't be holy if they don't study. Talents, seek them The more they come out, the more they will be lacking..."

His curly face is densely packed like thousands of ants marching, and his ambition is soaring, which is self-evident.

Fan Mo was very relieved of Xue Zun, so he wanted to see how others wrote.Others have written a lot in secret, but some people's handwriting is scribbled like wild cursive, which hurts the eyes after reading it for a long time, and they don't know what to say.Furthermore, although the writing is correct and neat, the words do not convey the meaning and the words are reversed.In addition, someone was in a daze with a pen in his mouth, and his eyes were dull.What's more, he used a pen to draw roasted chicken and roasted goose on the paper. The painting was lifelike and lifelike, as if the smell of meat was exuding.But this is nothing, this person has a handsome face, high brows and strong self-confidence. At this moment, he is secretly holding a piece of black sesame milk cake from his sleeve, covering his face and eyes with his sleeve, and stuffing it into his mouth quickly, bulging Cheek continued to paint his roast goose.Fanmo did not expect this person's arrogance. Don't human beings value the last and most important imperial examination since studying, but this person uses such a precious opportunity to do these absurd things.

Fan Mo turned over and jumped down, leaned over carefully, squinted at the man's face, and laughed so hard.The man was still stuffing sesame cakes, and his mouth was black from eating, as if he had been poisoned.

But after hearing a light cough, it turned out that the palace chief Shu saw the man stealing food, and saw him squirm with his mouth pouting timidly.Can not help but sound a reminder.Holding the teacup, he looked at the man for a moment, and there seemed to be a hint of hatred in his eyes.

The man was so frightened by his cough that he almost choked to death, so he stretched out his hand to caress his chest, and let the pastry down.

Seeing him like this, Fan Mo scolded him as a "fool" and walked away in disgust. This man was devouring the cakes like he hadn't eaten in a few lifetimes.Xue Zun has never eaten like this before.It really burned his eyes.

He turned around and left, and after going around the others in the Hall of Talents, he felt that he was not as good as Xue Zun, so he went to see the Minister of Rites, Gong Shu Gong, who was sitting there holding a tea cup.Seeing his face full of flesh, frowning ferociously and looking at the scholar eating pastries, he smiled inwardly, and glanced at the half-burned incense, as if thinking of something.Fan Mo went back to the person who ate the sesame cake, blowing his paper away, and with just a glance, he could see the person's name clearly.

That person's surname is Gong, Gong Baohe.

oh.It's clear.It turned out that this glutton was actually the examiner's son.No wonder he didn't pay much attention to this imperial examination, even if he fell asleep in a daze and didn't draw the chicken, goose and goose, he could still be on the list.Thinking of this, he frowned, feeling that it was worthless for Xue Zun.

After sorting out his thoughts, he wanted to go back to Xue Zun to have a look. When he looked up, he saw a man in yellow robe standing in the center of the golden and jade-carved Tenglong Gate of the Hall of Talents. Then turned around and left.Behind him, a group of eunuchs and court ladies flocked away.Turning back to look at Gong Changshu, Fan Mo saw that his face was calm and composed, but his fingers were shaking like sifting chaff as he put down the teacup, the lid of the tea tilted and almost fell to the ground.He sat up straight and coughed again.The emperor didn't come in to take a closer look, and it was inconvenient for him to salute to disrupt the quiet examination of the candidates. If he knelt down and saluted hastily, the emperor might blame him for making a fuss and not knowing the severity.

Fan Mo sneered, standing behind Xue Zun with doting eyes.A pampering that he himself had never discovered.

By the time the finger-thick incense burnt out, the sky had already been ashes.

Gong Changshu stood up. "The palace examination is over, all candidates are requested to sit upright in their seats and do not move around. The officials will close the papers and seal them!"

It was dusk, and after the candidates came out of the Hall of Talents one after another, they were led out of the palace.They went back to their respective residences.Xue Zun changed into the examination clothes and left the gate of the palace. Standing by the moat and looking at the darkened sky, he was very worried, wondering if he would be on the list with his answers in this exam, so he prepared to go back to his residence nervously.

Just as he was about to lift his foot, someone patted his back heavily.He turned back in pain.I saw a sapphire blue brocade robe hanging down to the floor, with a jade ring hanging around his waist, and the handsome young man with crescent eyebrows and starry eyes was talking and smiling at Yan Yan, showing his utmost kindness.The young man opened his lips and smiled. "Baohe in the lower palace, sitting next to Xiongtai in the imperial examination today, I think it's a lot of fate. I don't know Xiongtai Gao's surname?"

Seeing that he seemed approachable and amiable, Xue Zun immediately smiled back and saluted. "It's snowing in the bottle, I'm sorry, Brother Lao."

"It's Brother Xue." Gong Baohe's black pupils rolled around. "Brother Xuezun really shined today, I admire you."

"How do you say that?" Xue Zun was stunned.He couldn't remember what extraordinary things he had done today.

Gong Baohe, however, had a half-smile, returned the salute to Xuezun, then turned and left.Xue Zun saw that he was surrounded by servants and boarded a gorgeous carriage, and the wheels of the carriage rolled away. He rubbed his sore shoulder from being patted and walked towards the residence inexplicably.

Xue Zun buried his head and walked a few steps before he heard someone calling him.He thought he heard it wrong and ignored it, and the voice got louder. "Snow bottle—Xiaoxuexue!"

This title immediately cheered him up, and he followed the reputation, and saw a man in black robe standing beside the long bridge not far away, tall, handsome and upright, the black robe fluttered in the wind, and a piece of black jade was wrapped around his neck. Complement the owner.That person is Fan Mo.There is another person beside Fan Mo, the white-faced boy who drove him out of the Snow Shelter Inn a long time ago.Behind the two of them is a magnificent carriage with a magnificent canopy. In front of the carriage, a black horse bows its head and is chewing the dense mulberry leaves growing beside the bridge. Many mulberry trees are planted in the moat, implying that the people have enough food and clothing, and that the country will continue to grow and prosper.Seeing Xue Zun standing still, Fan Mo yelled again. "What's wrong? Xiaoxuexue, did you lose your mind in the palace exam?"

Xue Zun's face was embarrassed, and he walked over stiffly.As soon as he walked in front of Fanmo, the white-faced boy was originally named Huang Lingli, people often called him Linglizi, Linglizi immediately came forward and flattered him. "Officer Xue Ke finally came out. Officer Hu Ke and I have been waiting outside the palace gate for a long time. Officer Hu Ke has treated you very well, and I have been thinking of you all the time."

Xue Zun smiled and said nothing.

Turn over the ink. "Get in the car. Tired day."

After finishing talking about helping him into the carriage, Xue Zun asked. "Ah Mo, this carriage..."

"Of course the carriage was bought by Mr. Fox at a high price, just to welcome Mr. Xue and you to avoid the Fengxue Inn." Ling Lizi interjected.

Xue Zun let out an "oh", and was helped into the carriage by Fan Mo, and then Fan Mo jumped up and opened the brocade curtain to get in.sit with him.Ling Lizi skillfully drove the carriage outside to avoid the wind and snow.Ling Lizi whipped the horse's buttocks, and the horse's buttocks were red and swollen. Before the black horse had time to take another bite of mulberry leaves, the black horse started to run away with a huff.

There is a smile on the corner of Ling Lizi's mouth. He has been lucky enough to meet Mr. Hu Ke through several lifetimes of cultivation, and after following Mr. Hu Ke on the saddle, as long as he speaks a few nice words about him in front of Mr. Xue Ke, he will get endless tips.Of course, this was only before Fan Mo didn't know that it was he who drove Xue Zun out of the shelter.

The carriage was staggering, and the two of them swung in the same direction as if they were in the water, and then swung back again.Physical contact is inevitable.Xue Zun stared at the sachet hanging on the four corners of the carriage, the flower spikes of the sachet danced in the air, and the tassels fluttered like the wind.Xuezun said. "Aren't you going to see distant relatives, Ah Mo? Why haven't you left yet?"

"That's why you want me to leave?" Fan Mo was slightly annoyed.

"No, no." Xue Zun hurriedly waved his hands. "I'm just afraid of delaying your business."

After hearing this, Fan Mo smiled lightly. "It's all the same for my relatives to see each other sooner or later, so there's no rush."

"That's good." Xuezun said.

Turn over the ink. "How are you feeling today?"

"Very good." Xue Zun smiled.Seeing him smile, Fan Mo also laughed.

Soon the two arrived at shelter from the snow.After getting out of the carriage, Ling Lizi parked the carriage in the backyard and tied the black horse to the stable.Xue Zun looked at the dark street with his head, but he didn't see the figure of the old melon jar from before.Peace of mind.

He remembered that he and Fan Mo had just driven down from the wild mountains, it was already noon, and they were looking for a place to live.Fan Mo proposed to take shelter from the wind and snow, because shelter from the wind and snow is the most famous hotel in the Imperial City, and Fan Mo felt that if he wanted to live in a hotel, he must live in the best one.Xuezun was shy and didn't want to go.Thinking about being kicked out before, there was a red cloud on his face.He just falters. "The Bifengxue Inn costs 150 renminbi a night, which is too expensive. You can settle down in an ordinary small inn." He was new here before, and he didn't know that the Bifengxue Inn was the most expensive and famous one in the imperial city. He just thought the name was nice, how could he know When he entered, he was slaughtered like a lamb.Fan Mo was not used to his problem, so he gave an order. "If you don't want to live here, pay me back the money for brocade shoes now! 20 taels of silver."

"20 taels!" Xue Zun's scalp tingled with fright, and he wanted to take off his shoes immediately.

"What are you doing?" Fan Mo's face turned black. "I was joking with you, and you took it seriously!"

Fan Mo yelled at him angrily. "Stupid scholar! You're going to piss me off!"

After speaking, he wanted to grab him by the collar and drag him into the inn.Unexpectedly, before reaching out the hand, the snow bottle slid away like a loach.

Taking a closer look, it turned out that Xue Zun found the long-lost melon stall for buying watermelons.Xue Zun saw that the old melon urn was still sitting under the awning talking to the old woman. The woman knocked on a watermelon and listened carefully, bargaining with him.The old Gua Weng only said. "If you do me a favor, this melon will be given to you."

The old woman was overjoyed, she would be a fool who would not take advantage of such a cheap thing.He spoke immediately. "Tell me what it is. If I can help, I will definitely help."

"I have a young son who was extremely intelligent when he was young. Others said that he was not as temperamental as me and his mother... It was because he was too intelligent. When he was 15 years old, he saw through the world and said to me. 'Father, the suffering in the world is unbearable. It's over. If I devote myself to the Buddha, maybe I can be happier.' Unexpectedly, he went to the wild mountain by himself after saying these words..." Gua Weng burst into tears and was out of breath.

These rhetoric are exactly the same as what I told Xue Zun, and it's amazing not to change every single word.

The old woman was deceived by him.Full of promise. "Okay, okay. Anyway, I'm going to Ningxin Temple to offer incense, and then I will help you persuade your second pillar to come back. How can you be so cruel when you are a child, and leave your parents alone, my son of a bitch Don't follow him." After speaking, wiping away tears, he staggered away holding the watermelon.

The old melon man looked at the back of the old woman leaving, and immediately shook his palm fan to straighten his face.Heard a greeting above his head.Like a thunderbolt.

"Void Ji. Long time no see."