The Taoist Priest is Catching Ghosts [Liao Zhai]

Soon after New Year's Eve, the Spring Festival will be held. Because of Zuo Xiang's credit, all the candidates in Beijing have calmed down and prepared for the exam seriously.

On the night before the exam, Zhu Xiaolian was reading crazily, while Meng Longtan beside him was already reading idle books.

"Brother Meng, spring is coming soon, why are you still reading idle books?" After Zhu Xiaolian read all the previous test questions, he realized that Meng Longtan, who should be studying hard with him now, read idle books.

After hearing this, Meng Longtan closed the idle book in his hand, and there were five big characters "Longyang Fengyue Collection" written on it.

"Brother Meng, you, you..." Zhu Xiaolian pointed tremblingly at the book in Meng Longtan's hand, no wonder Brother Meng didn't like beautiful women, he was not tempted when he saw all the beauties on the wall.Thinking of living with Meng Longtan for so long, Zhu Xiaolian felt as if he knew something.

Looking at the strange expression on Zhu Xiaolian's face, Meng Longtan knew that he was thinking too much, put the book on the table, and said lightly: "Brother Zhu, it's not good to think too much."

After speaking, Meng Longtan went to bed.

Zhu Xiaolian looked at Meng Longtan's back on the bed and felt that he had been humiliated.

It is true that Meng Longtan really does not like men like Zhu Xiaolian.

The next day, Meng Longtan and Zhu Xiaolian got up early, put on a few unlined clothes and carried a basket to the examination room.

"It's too cold." Zhu Xiaolian, who was rubbing his hands in line, complained to Meng Longtan.

Indeed, although it is spring now, it is still warm and cold. There is still light snow outside, and pedestrians are still wearing winter clothes, looking like the cold spring.

After hearing Zhu Xiaolian's words, Meng Longtan only said: "It's your time."

Then Zhu Xiaolian was dragged by the yamen servants and felt his whole body. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones in the basket were inspected over and over again, and even the cakes were crushed for inspection.

"pass."

After hearing these words, Zhu Xiaolian entered the examination room with a basket as if he had been pardoned.

The Chunwei exam will take three days in total, and Meng Longtan finished writing the policy questions and essays on the first day, leaving only the test post poems.Meng Longtan, who had nothing to do, initiated a daze.

The fine snow outside had already drifted in, and Meng Longtan finally came back to his senses, and then reviewed the "Longyang Fengyue Collection" that he had read last night in his mind.

Compared with Meng Longtan's leisurely life, Zhu Xiaolian simply wished he had a few more brains.I've read the comments for this passage, but I just can't remember what it means.Policy question, how to answer policy question?Should it be grandiose or prudent?What style of writing does the examiner like?

On the last day, when Meng Longtan finished writing the trial poems lightly, Zhu Xiaolian finally copied all his manuscripts, and finally made a trial poem in a hurry.

After leaving the examination room, Zhu Xiaolian's eyes were blue and black, and his footsteps were fluttering.Meng Longtan, on the other hand, was refreshed and dressed neatly.

"You..." Zhu Xiaolian wanted to ask why there was such a big difference between people, but before he could finish asking, he passed out and fell to the ground.

Meng Longtan quickly picked up the man, he dared not hire a car, after all he had no money with him.

The yamen guard next to the gate couldn't help but said: "Young master, why don't you hire a car and go home."

Meng Longtan shook his head and said no, his physical strength is not bad, and he can still carry it. Then Meng Longtan carried Zhu Xiaolian to the inn.

The yamen servant looked at the back of Meng Longtan going away, and felt admiration in his heart. After all, even those who practiced martial arts since childhood would spend a few days in vain after entering the examination room. Now this young master can carry a person on his shoulders.

After returning to the inn, Zhu Xiaolian got up after a good night's sleep and saw Meng Longtan watching "Eighteen Forms of Longyang".

Zhu Xiaolian was silent for a moment, recalling whether he and Meng Longtan had read these books before, so Zhu Xiaolian asked, "Brother Meng, have you fallen in love with someone recently?"

Meng Longtan nodded while reading a book. He came to Beijing to find him. He saw him a few days ago. After he became an official, he would be able to see him every day.

Seeing Meng Longtan nodding, Zhu Xiaolian couldn't help heaving a sigh of relief, as long as the person he likes is not him, it's fine, and he still wants to pass on the family line to his family.

Three days later, the list will be revealed, Meng Longtan and Zhu Xiaolian are both candidates for the gold list, and tomorrow is the palace examination, this does not eliminate people, it is just a final ranking.

Meng Longtan looked at Zhu Xiaolian who was so happy that he was at a loss, and poured cold water on him: "You don't have to read the book quickly, if the top three..."

Before Meng Longtan could finish speaking, Zhu Xiaolian ran back to read the book, the top three and the first were from the same Jinshi background.As the saying goes, fellow Jinshi, like a wife, is equal to a concubine.Zhu Xiaolian did not study hard to become a concubine.

On the day of the palace examination, Meng Longtan met the person he wanted to meet as he wished.After writing the policy theory, Meng Longtan kept staring at that person.

Shen Cheng's skin was pale and tight, as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, and the black official robe on his body made his face even more white as jade.

Meng Longtan deserted so blatantly, of course the emperor sitting above saw it clearly, so he got down from his seat, wanting to see what kind of policy theory this person who watched the desertion so blatantly wrote .

The emperor took a look at Meng Longtan's policy theory, and couldn't help admiring: "Good writing!"

The courtiers below were shocked when they heard it, and then the emperor handed Meng Longtan's strategy to Prime Minister Zuo.

I saw Meng Longtan say to Shen Cheng with the shape of his lips: I'm here to find you.

Shen Cheng almost tore up Meng Longtan's paper with a trembling of his hand, could this really make him hibernate!

Because of the emperor's admiration, Meng Longtan was lucky to become the number one scholar.As for Zhu Xiaolian, he was lucky to be on the tail of Erjia.

"It's very dangerous, it's very dangerous." Zhu Xiaolian couldn't help sighing on the way to the Qionglin Banquet after Meng Longtan finished his horse riding parade.

"Brother Zhu is very lucky." Meng Longtan sighed.

Zhu Xiaolian was really lucky, he could still come out after entering the painting wall, the female ghost hooked up in the painting wall turned black and didn't kill him, and when the mandrill came, he slept in the same room as himself.This made Meng Longtan lament that Zhu Xiaolian was lucky.

"Let's go." After Meng Longtan finished speaking, he walked in the direction of Qionglin Banquet.

At the Qionglin Banquet, Zhu Xiaolian and his new acquaintance Tongnian were having a good time, drinking jug after jug ​​of fine wine, if they hadn't considered that this is the inner garden of the imperial palace, they would have been so drunk.

When Zhu Xiaolian didn't know how many glasses of wine he drank, he suddenly wanted to go to the toilet, so he said goodbye to his companions and left.

After leaving the house, when the cold wind blew, Zhu Xiaolian's mind cleared up a lot.Then Zhu Xiaolian found that he couldn't find a toilet, and he didn't know where he was.

Looking at the Meilin around him, Zhu Xiaolian fell into deep despair, God knows where he went!

At this moment, Zhu Xiaolian saw the back of a woman, who was carrying a box and didn't know where to go.

Seeing someone, Zhu Xiaolian was overjoyed, and quickly shouted: "Girl, wait."

However, the woman walked straight forward as if she didn't hear Zhu Xiaolian's shout.Seeing this, Zhu Xiaolian became anxious, and hurriedly ran forward.

"Girl, wait a moment." Zhu Xiaolian shouted while running, panting heavily.

The woman still walked forward without hesitation, after Zhu Xiaolian finally caught up with the woman and stopped her, she looked up.

"Xinlian!"

After shouting this, Zhu Xiaolian fainted to the ground.

Xinlian, why did she appear in this place? Wasn't she taken away by that monk?

With many doubts, Zhu Xiaolian fainted on the ground.

"Wake up." Zhu Xiaolian vaguely heard someone calling him.

"Wake up." Meng Longtan yelled again, but he still looked drowsy.

Finally, Meng Longtan couldn't help but slap Zhu Xiaolian twice.

In an instant, Zhu Xiaolian felt a burning pain on his face, and he woke up.

"Why did you slap me!" Zhu Xiaolian covered his face and complained about Meng Longtan's rough behavior.

Meng Longtan pointed to the snowy sky and said, "I won't wake you up, let you be an ice sculpture here?"

Zhu Xiaolian looked at the falling snow and couldn't help shrinking his neck, then asked: "How did you find me?"

Meng Longtan, who was thinking how to climb the wall at the Qionglin Banquet, was told that Zhu Xiaolian was gone, so he came out to look for him, only to find that the man was lying in the plum forest, sleeping like a dead pig.

"Just look for it." Meng Longtan replied.

Zhu Xiaolian looked around, then said in a low voice: "Did you know? I saw Xinlian, the female ghost whom I had a dewy marriage in the painting wall."

Hearing Zhu Xiaolian's words, Meng Longtan frowned, there would never be such ghosts in the inner garden of the palace, so Meng Longtan only thought that Zhu Xiaolian had drunk too much and was dazzled.

"This is the imperial palace, Brother Zhu, speak carefully."

Reminded by Meng Longtan's words, Zhu Xiaolian remembered that this is the inner garden of the imperial palace, and he shouldn't say anything about ghosts, and then Zhu Xiaolian asked, "Is the Qionglin Banquet over?"

Meng Longtan nodded, and said to Zhu Xiaolian: "Let's go quickly."

"it is good."

After returning to the inn, Meng Longtan waited for Zhu Xiaolian to fall asleep and climbed the wall of Zuo Xiang's house.

Also tonight, an old monk walked into the most prestigious temple in Beijing—Xiangguo Temple with a painting.

"Amitabha."

After the old monk and the presiding master of the monastery, Master Yikong, exchanged salutes, Master Yikong couldn't help asking: "I don't know why Master Nianci came here?"

The old monk couldn't help showing a wry smile, and then said: "I came here because of a bad relationship in my Buddhism."

Master Yikong was confused and didn't know what Nianci was talking about in front of him.

"Let's go into the room and talk about it." Said the old monk and Yikong entered the meditation room.

After entering the meditation room and sitting down, the old monk carefully took out the picture of wandering immortals he had brought from the White Horse Temple.

The picture of wandering immortals was unfolded one by one. The picture of wandering immortals was previously painted with pictures of immortals having fun, but later it became spooky. Looking at the many celestial maidens in the picture, they looked like demons.

"This is it!" Surprised, Yi Kong stood up involuntarily.

Nian Ci gave a wry smile, and then said: "This is the sinful thing I said about Buddhism. I originally went to the White Horse Temple, but the eminent monks in the White Horse Temple and I couldn't save them, and they still have the appearance of being enchanted, so I can only come to the capital to ask them." Your temple asks for help."