Outsiders of Mianjia Dyeing Workshop

The gate of the county mansion was opened, and this year's fellow scholars appeared in the county mansion one after another.Regardless of whether they are familiar with each other or not, they all gather together in twos and threes, talking loudly, and making friends with poems and interpretations, creating a scene of harmony and prosperity.

Ever since he became a scholar, Butler Fu has become the exclusive butler of Mianli, taking care of all matters by himself, and Xiaoying is beside him.At this time, Mianli also took a small sedan chair to the gate of the county mansion, got off the sedan chair, smiled and said to Xiaoying and the others, "Go to the nearby teahouse and wait."

Xiaoying crossed her hands and made a salute: "No, Master Liu." Under the discipline of Steward Fu these two days, Xiaoying looked a little steady.

Mianli nodded, and then showed the solid-color jade badge to the gatekeeper, who hurriedly clasped his fists in salute: "It turns out that you are a talented candidate, please follow me."

The yamen servant returned the jade plaque to Mianli, and personally led Mianli to the county mansion. Instead of going directly to the living room, he went directly to the county mansion's study.The yamen servant asked Mianli to wait a while, and he went in to report. After a while, the yamen servant came in and invited Mianli in, and saw Yongpei Xuezheng sitting with the county magistrate.

Mianli hurriedly bowed to the county government first: "The student has met the county government sir!"

The magistrate nodded in satisfaction: "Take a seat quickly, I mentioned you just now, but I didn't expect you to arrive."

Mianli thanked her seat with a smile, and after paying a teacher-student salute to Xuezheng, she sat down and nodded to Yongpei who was opposite.

The county government was taken aback by Mianli's address to Xuezheng: "Brother Yuze, you are so quick, I didn't expect that a talented student who hadn't been seen for many years would become your student like this."

The school official smiled smugly, stroked his beard and said, "It's all a fluke, don't take it seriously."

Seeing what he said, the county government felt a little itchy: "Brother Yuze said so, can you part with a beloved disciple?"

Upon hearing this, the school official hurriedly said to the county government: "It's almost time, the county government should prepare, and the student banquet should begin."

Mianli and Yongpei watched the confrontation between the two, looked at each other from time to time, both of them were full of energy, after one night, both of them became much more handsome, if there is any difference, it is that Mianli's body seems to be stronger than the other. Yong Pei needs to be stronger.

The county magistrate talked to Mianli and Yongpei for a few more words, expressed his love, and said to the school official: "Let's have a banquet, this time is really a grand occasion for our county." Saying this, the county magistrate stood up , Xue Zhengguan and Mianli followed the county government adults to the living room.

As soon as a few people entered the living room, amidst the shouts of the yamen servants, the scholars fell silent, and then quietly returned to their seats. When the county magistrates sat down, the scholars shouted together: "I have seen you, my lord!" .” Mianli and Yongpei sat first on the left and right respectively.

The county magistrate laughed: "Scholars have been waiting for a long time. Today is not just a student banquet, but also a big day for Anding County! The sage praised the county, and the auspiciousness came out. The sage specially decreed that everyone who participated in the mid-term examination of this subject will have one case of rice offerings. I hope that you will continue to work hard and achieve better results in the next subject examination! Everyone, come, this county wishes you all the best."

All the scholars hurriedly raised their glasses and stood up: "Thank you, sir."

Everyone drank it all in one gulp, saluted their surroundings, and then took their seats one by one.

After watching the county government banquet, Shi Shiran stood up after all the scholars had eaten a few mouthfuls of dishes, and said to Mianli and Yongpei: "As usual, the title of the head of the county test can be used as a gift for the students' banquet." Poetry, but our county is favored by literary sages and enlightened the two students, so this time we need two gifted students to add luster to the student feast."

Mianli and Yongpei stood up, and bowed their hands to the school official: "This is a blessing for me, thank you sir."

A yamen servant placed two tables in the center, and added pens, ink, paper and inkstones, before Mianli and Yongpei walked out of their seats, and then stood on the left and right tables in the center. Stand still at the table.

Mianli looked at Yongpei who was meditating with a pen, moved his eyes, and bowed to the county magistrate and the academic officials: "The students have a suggestion, I wonder if the adults can agree."

"Oh, Mr. Mian Xiucai, please tell me." The county magistrate asked with a smile on his face.

Mianli cupped his hands to the magistrate of the county government: "Sister Yongxue and I took the mid-term exam in the same subject and became enlightened at the same time. This is a happy event. It is boring for the two of us to write poems separately. May I do the painting, and Sister Yongxue composes poems? For Master Wensheng?"

When the county government heard this, they clapped their hands again and again: "Miaomiao, this is the best way, I can't wait, you two take your time, we are not in a hurry."

So Mianli bowed his hands, and smiled at Yongpei, Yongpei's concern has also settled down, since he met Mianli, he has always known that Mianli has always been talented in poetry, and also has a sense of urgency, if this is used In comparison, Yongpei really had no idea, so when he got to the table, he was still a little hesitant, not knowing which one would be better to use for the poems he thought about yesterday, but Mianli’s request changed the situation completely. It's a good story, but I don't know how Mianli's painting skills are?Yong Pei was a little worried again.

Mianli smiled at Yongpei: "Senior Yongpei can come over to watch the painting and see how to match the poem, and the younger sister will be lazy and make a painting." After speaking, Mianli picked up a pen and began to draw on the paper, The pen and ink wandered, the lines changed from thin to thick, and slowly a landscape painting was drawn. Yongpei walked up to him and looked at it, and was very surprised. The pen is also very bold, with the feeling of splashing ink, but restrained.

When Mianli finished his brush, stood back and looked at it carefully, Yongpei exclaimed in admiration: "Good brushwork, good painting!"

At this moment, Mianli went to the table and put down the pen, and saluted Yong Pei: "Please, Senior Sister Yong, I will trouble you later."

Yongpei shook his head: "I'm afraid I won't match the artistic conception of your painting."

Mianli shook her head, put down the sleeves she just rolled up: "Sister Yong, you're welcome." After speaking, she stood still on the side of the table, not disturbing Yongpei's poem writing.

"Qingyun has a path as a ladder..." Mianli saw that Yongpei's poem was completed overnight, and saw that the content was about himself and her climbing up Qingyun Road, and waiting for the scene of Wen Sheng's enlightenment to echo with his painting hatchback, It is really compatible.

Mian Li clasped her fists at Yong Pei who mentioned her poem: "Senior Yong, this poem couldn't be more appropriate."

Yong Pei Dao felt ashamed.

The magistrate of the county government, who had been waiting for a long time, quickly let the yamen servants unfold for everyone to watch.Seeing the poems and paintings, he couldn't help nodding: "What an unconventional painting, the brushwork is very novel, I think Lai Mian Xiucai has a unique technique, this poem also makes me regain my ambition! You two are worthy of being talented. Come, come, take your seat quickly, and drink up!" As he said, the yamen servant showed the calligraphy and painting, then carefully put them away, moved the table, and began to thank the county examiner from the first name of Mianli.

Mianli and Yongpei each led a row and stood on the left and right sides, bowing their hands to the county magistrate and academic officials: "I will thank my mentor for his cultivation." After three consecutive bows, the scholars returned to their seats.

The adults of the county government laughed heartily. Mianli and Yongpei had already demonstrated their talents, and the other talents were not far behind. They began to go to the hall to compose poems for the county government and other chief examiners, in order to show their literary names. Before the next exam Being able to impress the examiner is another kind of game.Immediately, the hall became lively, it was really me coming on stage after you sang, no matter how the quality was, in Mianli's opinion, it was better than the one I borrowed, drinking with poetry, she saw how lively it was.

In Qinzheng Hall, 15-year-old Shui Zhihan was restless, even a little irritable. She asked the eunuch below: "Xu Bandang, where is sister?"

Xu Da listened to Shui Zhihan's question, and hurriedly returned: "Little sage, the eldest princess is arranging water works in the Ministry of Works."

"Then, this, this, and this, sister, have you ever read it?" Shui Zhihan threw the memorial, and accidentally dropped two of them on the ground.

Xu Dajian hurriedly held the Buddha dust in his left hand, squatted down, picked up the memorial with his right hand, patted it twice and said: "This slave doesn't know, I think the eldest princess should know!" Xu Dajian carefully put the memorial away Going to the dragon case, he said to Shui Zhihan.

"Hmph, I don't know if you want to come here. These old men don't care about state affairs, but they want to find trouble for me. This, this, what is it? Are you sending your own family's children to the palace? What a shame Seeing them change quickly, I think I have grown up for a few days, but now I think of it, a group of speculators! I am really pissed off..."

As he spoke, he sat on the dragon chair vigorously and made a plop.

"Oh, why bother the saint to be angry about such a thing, I think the eldest princess will arrange it, the saint will drink tea first to calm down." Xu Dajian brought the tea soup and handed it to Shui Zhihan.

"I don't want to be angry, but you see, since I ascended the throne, it's all these trivial matters. I don't understand the big things, and I'm tired of my sister running around for me. Isn't I useless? Xu Bandang." Shui Zhihan asked suspiciously.

"Who said that, who dared to bite her tongue like that, and pulled out her tongue for me!" A somewhat angry voice came.

"Sister?" Shui Zhihan jumped off the dragon chair in joy

"Sister, are you finished?" Shui Zhihan called happily.

"I've become a saint, but I'm still so precarious." The eldest princess stroked Shui Zhihan's head, and Shui Zhihan calmed down instantly with a kitten-like expression.

The eldest princess walked to the dragon case, looked at the unfolding memorial, and shook her head, these veterans.

"Sister, look, look, everyone wants to occupy the harem." Shui Zhihan pouted.

The eldest princess chuckled: "Nonsense, they are also for the continuation of the royal family, don't be unhappy, my sister has found a reading companion for you, and I can accompany you well."

"Oh? Which one?" Shui Zhihan was immediately averted.

The eldest princess took out a memorial and handed it to Shui Zhihan. Shui Zhihan took it, looked through it, and slowly widened his eyes: "Show the saint?"

The eldest princess nodded and nodded her chin, and Shui Zhihan continued to read: "Um, is this Yongpei? I know that Yongzigong's ancestral home is in Anding County."

The eldest princess smiled and shook her head: "Yes, no."

Shui Zhihan frowned, and tapped another name: "Mianli..."

The eldest princess smiled and nodded: "Maybe it will make you happier."

The author has something to say: ah, ah, I don’t know how to write poems, and occasionally I have a sentence or two, which is also foolish. The little angels will make up for it. I must be familiar with Tang poetry. The angels apologized.If there are versatile little angels who have poems, you can teach them!mwah!