Imperial Exam Daily

As we all know, the Prime Minister Yang's family has two sons, the eldest is a young master, who is now thirteen, capable of writing and martial arts, and has passed the imperial examination three times in a row. He is already a tribute student, a young talent, and a prominent family background. Naturally, the nobles in the capital are vying to make a matchmaking match, but it's a pity that Yang Quizhe has been wild since he was a grandma. He knew how to send flowers to the crying pretty little brother. All the ladies and brothers in the capital are frowning.

Yang Quezue's temperament made people in the capital dare not easily seek him out to betroth their precious children.

As for the younger one, he is only ten years old, and he has followed his father's beauty, with bright eyes and good looks.

The little brother dimples the right to assist, and his single name is a warm word. Because he is born in the first grade of junior high school, his nickname is called first grade junior high school.

Yang Nuan has been deeply loved by the Yang family since he was born. He is the jewel in the palm of the Prime Minister, and he is rarely allowed to go out on weekdays, for fear of being abducted.

The eldest father doesn't let her go out, but fortunately, Yang Nuan's temperament is also similar to his younger father's, gentle and quiet, and if he doesn't go out, he spends his days practicing piano, calligraphy and painting in the boudoir.

"First day, first day!"

Yang Nuan heard a voice calling to himself, he raised his head, and saw that Yang Qin was watching him by the window, he put down the pen in his hand, walked slowly to the window, and asked in doubt: "Brother, why didn't you come in through the door? What are you doing standing by the window?"

Yang Que plucked Yang Nuan's soft hair, and took out a bunch of candied haws from behind like a magic trick: "Here, I bought it for you."

When Yang Nuan smiled, two small dimples would be exposed. He leaned over to pick up the candied haws, but when he took it, his brows frowned: "Why is there only one?"

"Of course the rest is in your brother's stomach." Yang Que raised his eyebrows: "Both Daddy and Daddy aren't at home today. Do you want to go out? I'll take you to buy it, and I'll take you to play."

Yang Nuan took a small bite of the candied haws, her big eyes flashed with excitement, but she hesitated and said: "Daddy will be angry when he comes back, last time he sneaked out and was punished by Daddy, did brother forget?"

Yang Qin folded the window and jumped into the room, leading Yang Nuan to open the door: "It wasn't your brother who was punished, Daddy wouldn't be willing to punish you. Let's go, it's okay."

"Then let me change clothes."

"That's good, if you dress up like a man in the capital, you will be unable to walk."

It is true that Yang Nuan hasn't gone out for a few months. In the past, even if he went out of the house, he would go to an adult's house with his elder father and younger father. Watching the snow in the city, my brother secretly took him out, but the snowy road was slippery, and I fell on the tower. When I got home, my big dad was very angry. My brother copied three books and had to practice martial arts during the New Year.

Originally, he was playful, but in the end he was punished by Qin Zhe, he couldn't help but feel guilty.

He sat on the soft sedan chair, opened the curtain to look at the scenery outside in the spring and March, and Yang Qin, who was sitting beside him, promised, "Brother, we will come back early later, so that we won't be punished."

"Don't worry, Dad and the others won't be back anytime soon."

The sedan chair went all the way to the most prosperous area in the city. There are many Goulan teahouses, piano buildings, and martial arts training grounds. Many young people like to hang out in this area.

Yang Quezhe got off the sedan chair first, and turned around to lead Yang Nuan out of the carriage.

"Yang Qun fold!"

Hearing someone calling him, he turned his head and happened to see Zhou Yunqi.

"Aren't you dissatisfied in the martial arts field two days ago, I will give you another chance today, do you dare to go in and compete again?"

Yang Que cast a sideways glance at Zhou Yunqi, they had kicked each other's faces on the bed since they were babies, and after they grew up and started practicing martial arts, they had to compete with each other day in and day out with swords and guns.

In terms of talent and learning, Yang Quezhe is definitely a lot higher than Zhou Yunqi, but in terms of martial arts, Zhou Yunqi is better. Boys, even if they know that they are weaker, young and frivolous, they will not admit cowardice , but brought out the first day of junior high school today, he didn't want to take his baby to see a group of rough old men, so he said: "What's the comparison? It's better than comparing with my uncle. After you win him You are no more convinced than me."

Zhou Yunqi laughed: "Are you afraid?"

As soon as the words fell, the car curtain was lifted, and a pink and jade head poked out: "Brother Yunqi is here?"

Zhou Yunqi raised his head, and the words he wanted to bicker with Yang Qin stuck in his throat, and he suddenly became a little dull when he called out, "Xiao Nuan also came out?"

Yang Nuan nodded with a smile, as if asking for a pony carriage, Zhou Yunqi responded subconsciously, raised his hand to help Yang Nuan, but he was half-embraced before him.

Yang Que held the first day of the junior high school, and when he saw Zhou Yunqi's stiff hands, he wanted to laugh, but he held back: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Yunqi hastily withdrew his hand, looking embarrassedly at Yang Nuan's smiling face, two begonias bloomed in his ears, he said relaxedly: "It's quite hot today."

Yang Que raised his eyebrows. Every time he took the first grader out of the house, he met some shameless children from aristocratic families, none of whom could not walk. Compared with the children of other aristocratic families, there are many more opportunities to meet the first day of junior high school, why didn't they realize that these two idiots were interested in the first day of junior high school.

It was probably the last time I watched the snow on the tower and made a snowman in the snow. The two of them had been in contact for a long time. He hugged the first day of the junior high school. There really is no man who would not care about their little baby.

He had a plan in mind, and wanted to play tricks on Zhou Yunqi: "On the first day of junior high school, let's go to the training ground and stay for a while, shall we?"

Yang Nuan looked at Yang Qunzhe, and his eyes moved. Although he didn't have any feelings for the martial arts training ground, but he went there, and if his father asked about it when he got home, he would say something, so he could excuse some fun-loving truths: "Okay."

The two went to the training ground, Yang Nuan turned her head and asked Zhou Yunqi: "Brother Yunqi, do you want to go together?"

"Go, of course, I haven't practiced martial arts with your brother for a long time."

Zhou Yunqi furrowed his brows and secretly laughed, he is good at martial arts, he won the duel with Yang Que, and he will definitely make a good impression on the first day of junior high school.

The two brothers walked in front, and Yang Que said: "On the first day of junior high school, look at those people, they beat like someone. From now on, you should be more discerning. You must find someone with high martial arts skills, who must be better than your brother. Otherwise, how can I protect you."

Hearing this, Zhou Yunqi bit his lip, afraid that he would laugh out of joy.

There is a separate small venue for the martial arts training ground, which is exclusively for dignitaries and dignitaries. Zhou Yunqi and Yang Quezhe often come here, everyone in the martial arts gym knows each other, and they arranged the venue properly. Yang Nuan went to sit in the small gazebo at the venue first.

Both Yang Quezhe and Zhou Yunqi were tall, and they took off their cumbersome costumes and put on neat military uniforms. They were evenly matched in stature and appearance, very eye-catching.

Yang Nuan held his chin to look at his two elder brothers. He was probably born in a beauties' den since he was a child. He didn't have much feeling for his appearance, but he preferred to watch some dangerous moves.

The two fought on the field for a quarter of an hour. Yang Qin was beaten twice, and he lost the game. He waved his hand: "No more fights."

Throwing away the gun and ran to the pavilion, Zhou Yunqi frowned, no matter what he felt that Yang Que was too easy to win today, but in the past no matter how bad he was, he would have to entangle him for many rounds.

He gave the weapon to the people in the martial field, and walked towards the pavilion.

Yang Quenu drank a cup of cold tea, and put his face in front of Chuyi: "Look, I rubbed my chin, it hurts."

On the first day of junior high school, I was a little distressed, and I gently blew it to my brother. The sword has no eyes. When I was a child, I saw my brother practicing martial arts, and he also went to join in the fun. Mention, big daddy always wanted to take him to do other things, and as time passed, he didn't think about it anymore, thanks to his daddy not letting him touch it before, otherwise how could I bear it.

Zhou Yunqi saw such a scene of brothers and sisters, he couldn't help touching his good chin, and sat down on the stone bench beside him.

Yang Que's eyes moved, and he said earnestly: "On the first day of junior high school, never marry a man with strong limbs and a simple mind. This kind of man only has the desire to win and lose in his mind. What if he even beats your brother? What do you think?" Yes or no?"

If he gets hurt again, he will still feel distressed. On the first day of the junior high school, he thinks it makes sense: "Well, brother is right."

Zhou Yunqi stood up abruptly, and the two brothers looked over together, their faces full of doubts. He coughed dryly and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to explain.

Yang Que had a look of sudden realization: "It's not about you, Zhou Yunqi. Hey, anyway, you and the first day of junior high school are impossible, so what are you talking about."

Zhou Yunqi was even more flustered when he heard the words, and blurted out: "Why, why is it impossible!"

"Huh?" Yang Que frowned: "Why are you so excited? Could it be that you like the first grade of junior high school too?"

The begonias in Zhou Yunqi's ears bloomed on his cheeks, seeing Yang Nuan's innocent eyes made his heart beat faster, he looked away at a loss, unable to answer what Yang Qin said.

"Please speak?"

"Quick, one more match!"

Yang Que said, "You've already won, so what else is there to compare to?"

Zhou Yunqi refused to comply, and abruptly dragged him back to the martial arts arena.

In the next match, Yang Que was relatively idle, but the opponent let the water go badly, even like this, he just let him win.

Zhou Yunqi praised without conscience: "You have improved a lot in martial arts, I count you as a winner."

Yang Que smiled, but asked in a low voice, "Do you really like the first day of junior high school?"

Zhou Yunqi took a sneak look at the man who was as white as glutinous rice balls in the distance: "Is it not possible?"

"There's nothing wrong with it. You're not the only one who likes the first graders." Yang Ye said with his hands behind his back, "It's all about brothers. Don't blame me for not reminding you that the first graders like people who are talented."

"Just like Wen Youxi."

Zhou Yunqi kept silent and didn't speak, that's right, when he went to the prime minister's mansion on New Year's Eve, he saw Wen Youxi and Wen Youxi consulted about poetry and books. Both Prime Minister Yang and Yang Quezhe were talented people, but on the first day of the lunar new year, they asked Wen Youxi for advice. , I think what Yang Quezhe said made some sense, and because of this, he couldn't help but feel a little frustrated.

Seeing his expression, Yang Que patted him on the shoulder: "The future will be long."

But he was happy in his heart, thinking that he had just said these words to Wen Youxi not long ago, and it would be good to let them retreat in spite of difficulties, so as not to worry about their family's first year of junior high school all day long. Unable to make up his mind, his eyes turned to Chu Yi.

There was only one younger brother, and he couldn't bear to marry him too early, let alone the eldest and younger fathers.

In autumn, Emperor Ji Wen arranged an autumn hunt in the paddock, and all the children of the clan would participate, and the children of outstanding officials and eunuchs in the court would also accompany them.

Yang Quezhe has been participating in autumn hunting for a few years. The wild animals in this season are all fat. He invites a few friends to ride horses and shoot. After the prey is finished, he can take the prey home for cooking. Autumn hunting is originally a pleasure, but it is a pity The autumn hunting in the royal court is accompanied by the royal children. The children of officials like them have to hide their edge. They can't be seen to let the princes on purpose, and they can't really win the princes. They are restricted everywhere. Really tired.

He shot a pheasant, which was a good job, and he rode a horse and followed the fourth prince's entourage slowly.

Zhou Yunqi slowed down the horse's feet, and came up to Yang Qin, "I'm always hanging on the tail to avoid laziness."

"I can do business."

Zhou Yunqi said: "The emperor is happy today, and the prey he hunted will be distributed to the clan's children. Will you come to the Shizi's mansion tonight, and have dinner by the bonfire?"

Occasionally, the family would have bonfire dinners, drink and eat meat. Dad is good at cooking. Every time everyone came home with a lot of fun, very happy and happy, he was quite interested: "Okay."

Zhou Yunqi said again: "I remember that Xiao Nuan really likes roast chicken, and..."

"A few days before the first day of junior high school, he contracted the wind and cold, and his body is still not fully recovered. If we take him out at night, what if the disease enters the body again?"

"When did you get sick!"

"It's all right now."

Zhou Yunqi felt a little regretful, but after all, considering Yang Nuan's health, it was not good to let Yang Qunzhe take him out again.

After the autumn hunting was over, Yang Que hurried back to his house to change clothes. He and Zhou Yunqi made an appointment that they would barbecue by themselves, which would be more fun.

Back home, Chu Yi was tilting his head, his slender fingers were embroidering nimbly on the silk cloth, and he strolled forward: "Why did you come out after you recovered?"

"Brother is back." On the first day of junior high school, he put down his work: "How is the autumn hunting today?"

He rubbed his soft face on the first day of junior high school: "It's like this every year, but it's not like that."

"What are you going to embroider?"

On the first day of the new year, I picked up the embroidery and stuck it to my chest: "I want to embroider two green bamboos, and then I will make a sachet."

"Green bamboo? Isn't it usually worn by men to embroider sachets?" Yang Que blinked: "Is it for my brother, or for my big daddy?"

"Can't my little brother wear it?" The first day of the junior high school caressed the half-finished product: "I haven't finished this one yet. If my brother likes it, I'll make another one for him."

"Yeah, brother won't tell you for now, I have to visit Shi Zifu later."

On the first day of junior high school, probe: "Shizi Mansion?"

"You want to go too?"

On the first day of the lunar new year, he pursed his lips: "Daddy said that he would go to my uncle's house later, and also visit sister Xiaoxiang. They have not been married for a long time. Let's see if sister Xiaoxiang is still used to everything after she comes to the capital."

Yang Que nodded: "Go ahead, and greet my sister on the way, I'll visit you two days later."

"it is good."

At night, Zhou Yunqi invited a few friends of the same age to have fun, and everyone inevitably drank a lot of wine. Yang Qinzhe's drinking capacity was about the same as that of Yang Ye, and Xing Yunye took him to drink when he was a child, so naturally it was not much worse .

By the time the party ended, it was already a little late.

Back at the house, Dad and Chuyi had already returned. He saw that the lights in Chuyi's room were still on, so he knocked on the door: "Chuyi, brother is back, are you asleep?"

After a while, Chu Fang opened the door: "Not yet, why did my brother come back so late?"

Yang Que picked up the food box in his hand: "The roast chicken I brought back for you, my brother roasted it himself, do you want to eat it?"

Around the first day of the new year, he saw that most of the lights in the mansion had gone out, and saw that the lights in his father's house had also gone out, so he whispered: "Just eat a little."

Yang Que smiled, "Okay."

He sneaked into the room through the crack of the door, Chu Yi in white underwear was already sitting cross-legged at the table, loosened his hair that was tied during the day, and waited for him to give cloth with a smile, his whole body became softer up.

"Come on, little glutton." He opened the food box, brought the sliced ​​roast chicken in front of him, and handed over the chopsticks.

On the first day of the junior high school, he closed his hands and opened his mouth: "Ah."

Yang Qin folded his eyebrows and laughed, picked up the chicken and fed it to Chu Yi's mouth: "The more you know how to act coquettishly, I'll let you get used to it."

On the first day of junior high school, the cheeks bulged slightly: "It's still hot."

"It won't taste good when it's cold. I rushed to bring it back for you."

"But why is the taste different from what my brother baked last time?"

"The mouth is still very sharp." Yang Que said, "It is expected that some of them were released by Zhou Yunqi."

On the first day of the junior high school, he took the chopsticks, picked up a piece and fed it to Yang Qinzhe: "Brother, eat some too."

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