Grind incense

Xinmao year, February [-]th, afternoon.

This ghost was standing in front of the Longmen Inn near the examination room, leaning on the railing, waiting for someone.

A long, lotus-colored figure walked by in the distance, and I carefully argued with his face, yes, he is the one I am waiting for, Gu Zhanqi.

This ghost followed Gu Zhanqi into the Longmen Inn, and heard him order a pot of tea from the waiter in the inn, and what he asked for was thick double-scented jasmine covered bowl tea.

This ghost thought that after a while, he would not have the chance to see this face with his own eyes. In the days to come, he would probably only be able to see it in the blurred bronze mirror, so he must seize the time to look at Gu Zhanqi more now.

Yellowish dried jasmine flowers slowly bloom in the white tea bowl, and the tea soup gradually turns amber.

Gu Zhanqi picked up the tea bowl, pushed down the floating leaves of tea with the bowl lid, and brought the tea bowl to his mouth.

The next scene was that the two impermanent brothers stepped forward and hooked Gu Zhanqi's soul out neatly. They waved at me and asked me to quickly possess him.

I walked towards Gu Zhanqi's body that was foaming at the mouth. Unexpectedly, the soul of Gu Zhanqi, who was out of the shell, turned around and looked at his shell at this moment, his eyes were quite sad, Moreover, his sad eyes glanced at me a little bit, which made me feel somewhat uncomfortable, as if I was a landlord bully who forcibly occupied the houses of good people.

I think, Gu Zhanqi must not know, from now on his glorious history will be continued by me, if he knows, I think he will definitely be willing to look at me a few more times with eyes full of various contents.

As soon as I stretched in Gu Zhanqi's body, I tried to open my eyes, but I felt dizzy and my limbs were weak, when I saw Gu Zhanqi's servant Yanxi walking towards me with a stooped doctor .

After the hunchbacked doctor felt my pulse, he looked at my tongue again, took my eyelids, and said to Yanxi: "Master Gu is fine, but the wind is still cold in the early spring and evening, and the young master is delicate. It's cold, I'll try a dose of Xiaobuihu decoction, let the young master take the medicine, cover up with a thick blanket to sweat, and sleep well, it will be ready tomorrow!"

Yanxi sent the hunchbacked doctor away, went to the herbal medicine shop to redeem a dose of Bupleurum bupleurum, and paid a small piece of silver for the second generation of the Longmen Inn to cook the medicine for him.

After Xiao Chaihu was fried, Yanxi sent it to my room and poured it down for me.

After drinking the Xiaochaihu soup, my throat was full of bitterness, but my head became more dizzy.

Then I had a colorful and messy dream, I didn’t know where I was in the dream, I could only hear the buzzing in my ears, and a few strange-looking people were crying and talking about me Through inexplicable words.

When I woke up, before dawn, Yanxi was dozing off beside my bed, seeing that I woke up, he hurriedly stretched out the back of his cold hand to touch my forehead, and said with a smile: "Master, the fever has lasted for half a night, and finally the fever subsides! It seems that God is also looking towards the young master, knowing that the young master still has a subject to take the exam today, let the young master hurry up!"

"What, you said I have an exam today?!" I grabbed Yanxi and asked.

"That's right, young master, don't tell me you're burnt out, you still have one last exam to take from today's hour to noon!" Yanxi said.

So, under the supervision and escort of Yanxi, I entered the examination room, questioned several candidates, and finally found Gu Zhanqi's seat after stumbling under the surprised eyes of all beings.

I scrutinized the test questions on the table for a while, and finally managed to comprehend the test questions written in traditional characters. I thought that at least I can recognize some Chinese characters, and I have read a few ancient Chinese characters when I was young. No matter what, I have to hold on to write a few sentences, so I can't hand in an empty paper.

So, I picked up the ink stick that was printed exclusively for the examination room, poured some water into the inkstone, and started to grind the ink.

While grinding the ink, I thought, how about picking a few good sentences from the "Guwen Guanzhi" that I had memorized before and transcribing them.

Speaking of being able to memorize "Guwen Guanzhi" word for word from beginning to end, it is the first proud thing in my life.

When I was young, I grew up with my grandfather. My grandfather was a teacher from a private school before the liberation. When the four people were criticized and fought, his brain became abnormal. After my mother took him home, he couldn’t speak normally. He always uses sentences from ancient books to answer daily questions. After answering, he will laugh three times nervously. After the laughing whole family turned blue, he stroked his silver whiskers and laid them on the dining table. Sitting in front of him, he sighed inexplicably, "Zhou Li is all in Lu!"

When my grandfather took me, the situation has improved a lot, but his interest in ancient prose is still the same as before, so every day he asked me to memorize an article in "Guwen Guanzhi" before meals like memorizing quotations. There is no food to eat, and he still has to accept his ancient rhetoric + criticism, and the same rules have to be staged again before going to bed.

Yuzai, when my peers were still squatting in the Yuhong class to read one, two, three, four, five, and population handwriting, I was already full of ancient prose influenced by my grandfather, which was outstanding. The real result is that when I enter After the real school, except for the gang fights with others, he never got together with any crowd during the rest of the time.

"I don't know which dynasty it is now. It looks like they don't have braids on their heads. It's probably before the Qing Dynasty. I wonder if I can copy some sentences from the Ming Dynasty?" I thought about it, and looked around , the rice paper in front of many people is already half full.

I dipped my pen in the thick ink and was about to write when I suddenly remembered that they were using traditional Chinese characters. When I read the traditional Chinese characters, I could even guess how many, but I was powerless to write them on paper. up.

In fact, it’s quite helpless to think about it. It is said that the times have progressed and human beings have become more civilized, but when I went back to the era of my ancestors, I became a semi-literate person who couldn’t write.

The ink on the tip of the pen was as depressed as I was, and it collected, and then, finally, it couldn't bear it and fell on the white rice paper in front of me.

The ink on the rice paper quickly turned into a pitch-black patch the size of an egg. I thought in frustration, hey!Gu Zhanqi, you have a hard life, and I am afraid that your bright future will be tarnished by me from now on.