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Yan Jing passed the provincial examination without any surprises.

At this time, he was already well-known in the south, and he was recognized as a talented person. Therefore, it was no surprise that the examiner appointed him as Xieyuan.

Wei Lingxiu hadn't passed the provincial examination, so he still lacked something.

After the provincial examination, Yan Jingze and Wei Lingxiu lived in Fucheng for a period of time, discussing knowledge with other Juren, and learned a lot.

In September of this year, Yan Jingze and Wei Lingxiu were preparing to go to Beijing to take part in the general examination next spring. By the way, they also settled the matter of Wei Lingxiu's adoption into Zhou's family. First they returned to the capital one step at a time.

Originally, Yan Jing wanted to come to Beijing later.Wei Lingxiu hadn't passed the examination yet, and the rural examination had to be taken in his hometown. If he passed the Jinshi examination and became an official in the capital, and Wei Lingxiu returned to his hometown to take the provincial examination in the future, they would have to be separated for a long time.

But Zhou Song said that because the Zhou family's ancestral home was near the capital, as long as Wei Lingxiu's adoptive affairs were settled, Wei Lingxiu would be able to participate in the scientific examination near the capital in the future.

Knowing this, Yan Jing took Wei Lingxiu to the north.

It was September when they set out.

Although the weather in September in the south of the Yangtze River has cooled down, the climate is actually just right and life is very comfortable, but the situation is different all the way north.

They went north with other Juren, most of the time by boat, and in some places hired cars, and the further north, the colder the weather.

"The weather is clear, the frost is falling, the chickens are singing in the morning, and the wild geese are flying south..." A man sat on the bow of the boat, reciting a poem to the mountains by the river, but just after he finished speaking, he sneezed and immediately He wrapped up his clothes and hid in the cabin.

The wind on the boat was strong, and Wei Lingxiu was blown by the wind, and he also stopped thinking about composing poems.

On the whole boat, Yan Jing was completely unaffected, and he even went to learn how to sail the boat with great interest.

"Brother Wei, Brother Yan is really... different!" A Juren surnamed Wang taught Wei Ling.

This Wang Juren is in his 30s, not too old, but not too young, he looks very rich, but as he goes north, he becomes less and less rich.

"Brother Yan is naturally different from ordinary people." Li Xiucai... No, he should be called Li Juren now. He admires Yan Jingze very much, and he will praise Yan Jingze to others every day, and tell others by the way that he and Yan Jing is very good.

"Brother Yan's health is very good." Wei Lingxiu felt a little proud when he heard people praised Yan Jingze.

The journey was quite exhausting. Some of the Juren who traveled with him even fell ill halfway and had to find a place to stay and recuperate. Yan Jing was different... At such times, he still had the energy to torment him!

Wei Lingxiu felt that he was about to fall apart.

Fortunately, we are almost in Beijing!

Since the beginning of winter, the weather in the capital has been getting colder every day.

But in some restaurants, the atmosphere is very warm.

The next spring will be Chunwei, and right now, almost all the talented people from all over the country have gathered in the capital.

Among these people, the most famous one is a Juren named Cai Shaozhang.

Cai Shaozhang was born in a big family. When he was seven or eight years old, he wrote an astonishing poem, and his fame grew every year after that.

He had already won the junior three yuan before, and he had to understand the yuan. This time he went to Beijing to participate in the scientific examination, and he went for the Huiyuan and the number one scholar!

Recently, he has been in the limelight in the capital, and his collection of poems has been sought after by countless people.

This day Cai Shaozhang participated in the literary meeting and wrote another poem, and someone praised him: "Good poem! Brother Kong Lin will definitely be nominated for the gold list next spring."

Cai Shaozhang's name was Kong Lin, and when he heard other people's compliments, a reserved smile appeared on his face.

Another person said: "Brother Kong Lin may be able to get six yuan."

"Six yuan and the first is so difficult, brother, look at it." Cai Shaozhang said, even though he said so, there was a little pride on his face.

Someone couldn't understand Cai Shaozhang's behavior, and suddenly said: "Brother Kong Lin is very talented, but I'm afraid he can't compare to another person."

Hearing what this person said, everyone became curious, but Cai Shaozhang frowned.

The person who spoke said: "When I went to Beijing to rush for the exam, I stopped in the Jiangnan area, and I learned that there is a man named Yan Jingze, who has the ability of photographic memory, and his strokes are even comparable to the masters of the previous dynasty."

Jiangnan is too far away from the capital, and although Yan Jing has already gained some fame in Jiangnan, not many people know him in the capital.

"It's a photographic memory. Many people can remember something in a short time, but forget it after a while. It's nothing." Cai Shaozhang said.

Of course there are people with a photographic memory, but they don't necessarily take advantage of the imperial examination.

Because most of these people can only remember it for a short time, and they will forget it after a while.

However, even though Cai Shaozhang said so, many people still praised Yan Jingze: "I have also heard of this person's name."

"It's said that he didn't know much before, so he just started studying, and within a year, he got a small three yuan!"

"I've read his handwriting, and I'm really ashamed."

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Most of the Juren in Jiangnan have heard of Yan Jingze's name, and they didn't mention it before, but because they are all scholars and don't want to praise others.

But now that Cai Shaozhang is in the limelight too much, someone raised his voice and said that the scene is coming.

Cai Shaozhang didn't believe it at all: "Just now I can read and read, and won a small triple in a year? It's ridiculous!"

"Brother Kong Lin, there are people out there."

Cai Shaozhang said: "Whether it's a cat or a tiger, I'll talk about it after I meet him!"

Before Yan Jing entered the capital, someone already missed him, but he didn't know anything about it.

When they were on the boat, the wind was very strong, so they always felt cold, but the last part of the journey was by car, so they were warmer, but the road was too bumpy.

Yan Jing hugged Wei Lingxiu in his arms and let Wei Lingxiu sit on him, which made him feel better.

The two of them hired a car alone. No one else knew about it, but when they took a break on the road, Wang Juren rushed over and lifted the curtain...

The three looked at each other, Yan Jing let go of Wei Lingxiu's hand calmly, but still hugged Wei Lingxiu: "Brother Wang, what's the matter?"

Wang Juren smiled awkwardly: "It's nothing." He just couldn't remember the content of a book he had read before, so he wanted to ask Yan Jingze, but he didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

He just said that along the way, Yan Jingze and Wei Lingxiu were a little too good...so that's it!

Wei Lingxiu was bumped into by someone suddenly, and when he got off the carriage to rest in the nearby tea shed, he felt very uncomfortable. Seeing Wang Juren secretly looking at him, he was even more embarrassed, so he only went to talk to Li Juren.

As for Yan Jingze, he borrowed the kitchen from the owner of the tea shed and planned to cook something to eat.

There was a tempting aroma coming from the kitchen, and Yan Jing was cooking inside...Wang Juren approached Wei Lingxiu and asked, "Brother Wei, how did you please Brother Yan?"

Wei Lingxiu's expression changed.

Wang Juren said again: "I don't know if brother Yan likes me..."

Wei Lingxiu stepped on Wang Juren's foot.

Yan Jing didn't like this fat man!

Li Juren, who heard Wang Juren's words: "..." Brother Wang, before you say this, you'd better look in the mirror.

"Brother Wei, forgive me...I don't want to discuss knowledge with Brother Yan day and night..." Wang Ju said humanely, if only there was someone around him who could answer his questions at any time, he would be willing to sell his body!

Wei Lingxiu increased the strength on his feet.

Wang Juren: "..." He was wrong!

Wang Juren was indeed wrong.

On the way before, he asked Yan Jing questions, and Yan Jing always answered every question, but since that day, Yan Jing ignored him.

I didn't expect Yan Jingze to be so big and afraid of guilt!

Wang Juren was very sad.

When they arrived in the capital, they separated.

The family backgrounds of these people are different. The rich can live in good inns, while the ordinary ones can only live in ordinary people's homes, or even live in temples.

As for Wei Lingxiu and Yan Jingze, Zhou Song prepared a small courtyard for them in advance, just right for them to live in.

The house prepared by Zhou Song is not big, and there are not many rooms inside, but the yard is not small, and many flowers and plants are planted in the yard.

Wei Lingxiu fell in love with him as soon as he arrived, and Yan Jing liked it very much, so he began to direct Zhou Song to send his servants to tidy up the house.

Seeing a pile of firewood in the corner of the yard, he was still eager to try it, and finally couldn't hold back to chop the firewood.

Wei Lingxiu: "...Brother Yan, just let the servants chop this firewood." The servants Zhou Song prepared for them were a family, a middle-aged couple in their thirties with their two sons and a daughter .

That middle-aged man is still very capable of working hard.

"I practice my body." Yan Jing said, he has been on the road all this time, and he has no chance to exercise, and occasionally he just throws Wei Lingxiu up and catches him if he wants to practice...I always feel that his muscles and bones are not moving.

All right... Wei Lingxiu doesn't stop me anymore.

It's better for Yan Jing to chop wood than to throw him!

When he was a child, he had never been thrown up and caught again. He never thought that he would be able to feel it when he grew up. At the beginning, he was frightened!

It just can't be called - the sound insulation on the boat is not good!

He is so hard!

Wei Lingxiu couldn't find anything to do, so he simply found paper and prepared to draw a picture of the scene.

He likes to draw very much recently, and he has drawn countless scenes along the way.

Wei Lingxiu painted very attentively. After finishing the painting, he wrote a poem: "The mountains in spring are deserted and smoky, and there is the sound of tinkling and logging in the dark valley."

Putting down the pen, Wei Lingxiu was very satisfied with himself, picked it up and showed it to Yan Jingze: "Do you think I draw well?"

"What a mess!" a voice said suddenly.

Wei Lingxiu was taken aback for a moment, only to realize that someone was watching him beside him.

They were a few literati in their 30s and [-]s. The one who walked in front was a young and tall man. At this moment, he grabbed his painting and said, "This painting is simply made by a child. As for the calligraphy... ...Is this the character comparable to everyone in the previous dynasty?"

The person who spoke was Cai Shaozhang.

After he learned that Yan Jingze had come to the capital, he specially brought someone to find Yan Jingze, wanting to meet Yan Jingze for a while.

The door of the yard was open, and the servants were cleaning it, and only a man with a weak crown was painting... Cai Shaozhang naturally felt that this person was Yan Jingze.

And after he saw this person's calligraphy and painting...

To be honest, this person's painting, although lacking in skill, is full of emotion, and the man who chops wood is painted with great charm.

But that's all, he could make such a painting when he was ten years old!

As for the handwriting, although it is not bad, it is also very common, at least his handwriting is better than this person's handwriting!

"Who are you?" Wei Lingxiu frowned.

"Cai Shaozhang." Cai Shaozhang said, "You should have heard my name."

"I've never heard of it." Wei Lingxiu said, "Give me back the painting."

"I'm ashamed to let others see these kinds of paintings." Cai Shaozhang let go of his hand and said contemptuously, "You really... are not worthy of your name!"

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped heavily on the shoulder, and he staggered and almost fell down.

Cai Shaozhang raised his head, and saw the tall servant who was chopping firewood before, standing beside him at this moment, looking at him unkindly, and said: "You are the one who is in such a mess!"

Yan Jing glared at Cai Shaozhang, then looked at Wei Lingxiu: "Ling Xiu, don't worry about this lame man! You draw very well, I like it very much."

His family, Ling Xiu, is drawing and playing in his own home, so does anyone need to judge him?This man is really annoying.

Cai Shaozhang was "beaten" by someone, and immediately became angry, and said to Wei Ling, "Yan Jingze, you just let your servants beat me?"

Among the people who came with Cai Shaozhang, there were actually some who were dissatisfied with Cai Shaozhang, but at this time they also felt that "Yan Jingze" did something wrong.

Cai Shaozhang is still a scholar no matter what, how could he allow his servants to treat him like this?

"Who do you say is a servant?" Wei Lingxiu said angrily.

Yan Jingze also said: "Did you make a mistake? I am Yan Jingze."

Cai Shaozhang and others: "..."