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Tao Mujia was walking on the road and heard the system broadcast that the hope value is +5, and the current hope value is -15. Sure enough, smart people will always make smart choices. Although Dugu Qi is only 12 years old, he knows what he is doing and wants to What.

There is no path in the palace that Dugu Qi doesn't know, he ran all the way to the outside of Shi'an Palace, because of Tao Mujia's order, Shi'an Palace has many guards and maids to take care of him, Dugu Qi got in through a small hole under the palace wall, Jumped into Ruan Mingzheng's bedroom.

The lamps were lit in Shi'an Palace, and the whole palace was brightly lit, clearing away the dark and stale air before. Dugu Qi grabbed the door frame and tilted his head to look at Ruan Mingzheng who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

Ruan Mingzheng lowered her head, put Dugu Qi's tattered robe under the lamp, took out the needle and thread from the sewing box, and sewed up the torn places slowly.

She is quite pretty, with a gentle smile occasionally appearing on her haggard face, Dugu Qi called softly: "Mother."

Ruan Mingzheng was stunned for a moment, then raised her head and looked behind the door, saw Dugu opened half of her face, curled up her mouth and waved to him.

"Where did Ah Qi go to play? I haven't seen you for a long time. Now I don't have to hide. Why do you still look like a mouse?"

Dugu Qi smiled and moved a small bench to sit at Ruan Mingzheng's feet, propped his face and said, "I went to find Teng Luo, he said, let me try to enter Sitian Pavilion."

Ruan Mingzheng's hand in mending clothes was in the air. Dugu Qi waited for a long time without hearing her reply. When he looked up, he found that Ruan Mingzheng's face was ashen and his whole body was trembling. He instinctively felt a little scared, and carefully Asked: "Mom?"

"You went to Teng Luo?" Ruan Mingzheng's voice trembled, "You actually went to Teng Luo! Why did you go to him! He is our enemy! Don't you even accept the enemy's charity!"

Dugu Qi was so frightened by her that he stood up, squeezed his sweaty palms, and tried to persuade him: "Mother, don't say these words, this is in Lian country, I just... just want to find a way out."

There was a loud "pop", Dugu Qi's lowered head instantly tilted to the side, the left side of his face was burning and hurting, he tried his best not to let the tears fall.

Ruan Mingzheng didn't let go of her raised hand, her expression of gritted teeth became rigid, she looked at Dugu Qi's crooked face, and her own hand in mid-air, unable to say a word for a while.

There was only heavy breathing in the room, Dugu Qi's side face was already swollen, Ruan Mingzheng tried to hold his face with trembling hands, but finally put it down.

She lowered her head, with tears in her eyes, and said with some sobs: "You go out first."

Dugu Qi lowered his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him. She looked more haggard than before. Dugu Qi seemed to understand her mood, but also didn't seem to understand. Maybe for Ruan Mingzheng, everything Teng Luo did was appropriate. , he backed out silently.

The air in the room seemed to be frozen. Ruan Mingzheng looked up at the half-sized dressing table. A red bead flower was inserted in the cross-cut wooden groove. flowers picked up.

This bead was extremely red, so red that it seemed to be dyed with blood, Ruan Mingzheng's sad eyes gradually calmed down, she looked at this bead, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She put Zhu Chai back into the wooden trough, sighed and walked out.

It was still cold outside, so she took Dugu Qi's jacket, wrapped tightly the few clothes she had, and went to the side hall. A large box of books was brought by them from Wu Kingdom. Sitting at the table, grinning, looking at the property with rapt attention.

The knowledge of astrology is like a vast ocean, complicated and profound. Dugu Qidrilled into this ocean and didn't notice Ruan Mingzheng's arrival.

Ruan Mingzheng stood at the door for a while, clenched her still warm palms, her brows drooped, she was still a mother after all.

She walked in quietly, stood behind Dugu Qi, watched him copy those pictures little by little on the rough-edged paper, couldn't help but reached out and touched his head.

Dugu Qi immediately straightened his neck, turned around and saw Ruan Mingzheng standing there holding a jacket, he couldn't help feeling a little moved.

Ruan Mingzheng put the jacket on him, put the cold back of her hand on the side of his face, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Dugu Qi nodded, then shook his head immediately, fearing that Ruan Mingzheng would not believe it, he added, "It doesn't hurt very much."

Ruan Mingzheng didn't say anything, and sat down next to him in silence. She looked at her child carefully, and said in a low voice that seemed to be talking to herself: "It's okay to go to Sitian Pavilion, just go, just be sure." To be successful."

Dugu Qi was surprised by her rapid transformation, and only calmly responded.

There were still thirteen days left before the selection, and ordinary noble disciples had started preparations four years ago, and he only had ten days left.

Time is too tight, Dugu Qi races against time to read every day, and sometimes only sleeps for two or three hours a day.

Tao Mujia sat in the Sitian Pavilion and listened to 1551's report on Dugu Qi's situation every day. It was a fantasy to learn in ten days what others would need to learn for four years. Dressed in a fine attire, he was doomed to sit in a high attic and wait.

Waiting always makes people anxious. Tao Mujia stood on the high attic, looking in the direction of Shi'an Palace, and patted the railing every now and then.

1551: There are still three days, why are you in a hurry, time flies so fast.

He looked in the direction of Shi'an Palace, and said slowly: I'm just worried, what if he can't get into Sitian Pavilion.

1551: That is life.

Tao Mujia didn't speak, the closer the day of the selection, the more flustered he became, as if something was about to happen.

"Dugu Qi," he said the name silently, and gripped the railing under his hand, "don't let me down."

It was extremely cold at the heights, Tao Mujia was blown by the wind and had a headache, gathered his clothes and went into the room, only an oil lamp was lit in the room, Tao Mujia read the topic over and over again, and when he had to, he would probably still be despicable one time.

Two days before the selection, Dugu Qi finished reading the books he brought, pondered for a while, and planned to go to Zangshu Pavilion to read them.

At the time of Mao, it was not yet bright, Shi'an Palace was quiet, the guards guarding the gate hadn't woken up yet, and the gate of the palace was unguarded. Dugu Qi put on his bag, lifted the latch with great effort, and left the palace lightly. Door.

At this time, the palace is undergoing the last shift at night, there are not many people seen along the way, Dugu Qi is running on the bluestone slab, he has not run so freely on the road in the palace for a long time, the last time, When he was seven or eight years old, in Wu Kingdom, his father and emperor took him to run together.

Now with the instructions of the national teacher, he can finally walk in the palace openly and aboveboard, without having to hide in Tibet.

After running for a short distance, there was the sound of orderly footsteps ahead, and the imperial guards began to patrol, Dugu Qi slowed down, passing by those imperial guards unhurriedly.

After walking two miles to the west, he finally saw the three big characters Zangshuge. He let out a long breath, wiped the sweat from his brow, and walked forward a little excitedly.

The guard at the door didn't stop him. He opened the door and saw a vast sea of ​​books. Rows and piles of books were arranged around the room, with another circle in the middle, and two more rows inside, layer upon layer. I can't count how many books there are.

The morning light comes in through the window lattice, reflecting a bright light path on the waxed floor, passing through the dust in the air, turning it into a foggy patch, turning the pile of books into a dreamlike patch, which seems to be The Taoyuan he had never been to.

Here will be the beginning of the journey, a smile crawled on the corner of Dugu Qi's mouth, and he walked back.

There are five or six tables and chairs behind several rows of bookshelves. The pens, inks, papers and inkstones are all set up, and the four big characters "Quiet Zhiyuan" are hung on the wall directly opposite.

Dugu Qi didn't see whose name was written on the table, so he put his bag on the back of the chair and went upstairs to look for books.

The books on the third floor were the most esoteric. When Dugu Qi came down from the third floor, there were many people on the first and second floors, all of whom were noble disciples who were preparing to be selected.

This scene gave him a lot of confidence.

Dugu Qi sat down with his book in his arms, and began his final review.

The eyes of the people around were suddenly full of surprise, and they whispered to each other. Dugu Qi only thought they were questioning his identity and didn't care about the rustling sound coming from the originally quiet library.

When the sundial turned from Chen to Noon, Dugu Qi put down the last book and rubbed the center of his brows wearily.

The sunlight suddenly bent, the table was kicked away suddenly, and there was a loud friction sound on the floor, Dugu Qi raised his head suspiciously, and met a pair of fierce eyes.

The man stared at him condescendingly, "Where did you come from? Do you understand the rules?"

Dugu Qi frowned slightly, then calmly stood up and saluted that person, "My Dugu Qi, I'm new here, please forgive me if I offend you."

He had a good attitude, but the other party seemed to be interested, and repeated his name sharply: "Dugu Qi? That hostage from Wu Guo? Who allowed him to come here!"

He looked around, but no one answered his words, but Dugu Qi could hear those suppressed laughter, as well as taunting words such as "that hostage" and "lowly Wu people" that came into his ears from time to time.

He stood in front of this noble disciple expressionlessly, clenched his fists slightly.

The dude sized him up, admiring his expression, but felt that this expression did not satisfy him, so he smiled grimly and waved to the slaves behind him, asking them to set up Dugu Qi.

Dugu Qi didn't resist, and lowered his head calmly.

The man circled around Dugu Qi, looked him around, spat at him disdainfully, and kicked Dugu Qi's knee.

If this kick was real, his leg would be broken, Dugu Qi missed a heartbeat, and he turned sideways, the man did splits instantly, his legs spread into a "boom" and he sat on the ground.

The sound of cloth being torn was heard clearly in everyone's ears, and that person grinned in pain.

There was laughter in the Zangshu Pavilion that almost toppled the roof.

But Dugu Qi couldn't laugh, his palms were sweating a lot, and he couldn't help feeling flustered, that hiding was completely an instinctive reaction, he looked at the distorted expression of the dude, and thought that he might be doomed.

When Tao Mujia received the news that Dugu Qi was being beaten, he just finished talking with Lian Cha about Bailu's sacrifice to heaven, and 1551 shouted in a hurry: Hurry up!Dugu Qi was beaten!

Tao Mujia stopped walking, and hurriedly asked: What's going on?

1551: The son of a nobleman who doesn't know where, said that Dugu Qi bumped into him, and he wanted to punish Dugu Qi with thirty boards.

For a 12-year-old child, the [-]-year-old staff simply wants to die.

"What's wrong with Master Guoshi, you stop at the door and don't want to leave?"

Tao Mujia was furious, thinking about his heart, immediately turned around, bowed to Liancha, and started talking nonsense: "Your Majesty, there may be someone in this palace who is too evil, and the sacrifice is about to come, I hope your majesty will pay more attention, so as not to cause confusion Emperor Qi."

"Oh? What does this mean?"

"Your Majesty will know if you travel a mile southwest now."

Lian Cha was aroused by his words, rolled up his sleeves, and asked the guards to follow him.

Tao Mujia hesitated for a moment, and followed him to Zangshu Pavilion.