[Red House] The First Imperial Merchant

Chapter 9 is finally open

It has been three days since Jia Huan woke up from this sleep. During these three days, Jia Huan had a high fever intermittently. Dr. Li was there to take care of him. Once the temperature dropped, Jia Huan would start talking nonsense like mother, don’t kill me. Jia Mu sent mandarin ducks to visit every day, and Jia Huan's nonsense naturally fell to Jia Mu's ears. On the third day, Jia Huan's high fever subsided and his injuries stabilized. Jia Mu invited Dr. Li to Rongxi Hall to talk. Thinking about the content, Dr. Li had to keep his mouth shut. During these three days when Jia Huan was confused, he kept saying something else.

"Old Majesty, someone from the small courtyard said Brother Huan had an accident again, please go and have a look at Dr. Li." Yuanyang came in from the door and said softly, thinking that Brother Huan was too sick.

Mother Jia accepted the expression just now, and said indifferently: "Did you tell me what happened?"

Dr. Li's pale face was pretending to be calm. This family is very vicious. Brother Huan is only ten years old. First, the mistress wanted to kill her, but now the grandmother asked him for medicine to destroy his brain in order to protect others. As long as Brother Huan took the medicine that was bad for his brain, wouldn't the fact that the mistress colluded with the gangsters and hurt people's lives be concealed? !Very vicious family -----

"Say, talk about Brother Huan and no one knows anyone after he wakes up." Yuanyang said.

Mother Jia was taken aback for a moment, and then with a trace of relief in her eyes, she smiled at Dr. Li: "It's good for Brother Huan to wake up, please ask Dr. Li to show Brother Huan, whether you remember or not, it doesn't matter, just save your life. "Amitabha, God bless, Brother Huan doesn't remember that someone saved her from doing that sinful thing, "Doctor Li, take a good look and see if Brother Huan has forgotten everything."

Dr. Li nodded, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, thinking that Brother Huan was also a very lucky person.

When they arrived at the small courtyard, Aunt Zhao was crying with Jia Huan in her arms. Ever since Jia Huan was injured, Aunt Zhao's eyes had never been swollen. When Dr. Li came in, she wiped away her tears and made room for them, anxiously Said: "Doctor, Brother Huan woke up as soon as you walked away, but he doesn't know anyone, even me, even me..."

Dr. Li looked at Jia Huan on the bed, his face was bloodless, and his body was as thin as a beggar outside. At this moment, he looked around blankly, "Do you know your name?"

"Brother Huan?" Seeing that Aunt Zhao was about to rush forward suddenly, Jia Huan said weakly on the bed: "Just now this woman called me Brother Huan..."

Aunt Zhao burst into tears again when she heard it, Dr. Li asked a few more questions, she didn't have a clue, everything was fine after taking a pulse, but Jia Huan just couldn't remember people and things, and remembered what Jia's mother said just now , Dr. Li didn’t want to do the thing that harmed his morality, so he immediately said: “Maybe he’s so burnt out that he can’t remember things…” He asked Jia Huan a few more questions, “I have a good mind, but I just can’t remember things and things. Don't worry, Auntie, there's nothing serious."

Yuanyang sent Dr. Li over here, and every word and deed in the house went back to report to Jia Mu. After confirming that Jia Huan really lost his memory, Jia Mu was not at ease, and ordered Yuanyang to keep an eye on the small courtyard for the next two months. Once Jia Huan remembered it, she immediately reported that Yuanyang had served Jiamu for so many years, and she was considered a personal person.

Xue Pan heard about Jia Huan's amnesia from Xue Baochai. He is a girl who can't stay idle in the courtyard now, and she cares about Jia Huan. In the past, he gave him soup every day, but now the soup is a Jia Huan sent it over, but he was well-measured. His aunt didn't complain in front of his mother, but she didn't know that Mrs. Wang was narrow-minded. I couldn't help but hated Aunt Zhao deeply in my heart, how could I not complain about Xue Baochai's delivery of soup the next day after meeting Xue Baochai?But Mrs. Xue is a protector, especially her own sons and daughters. No one can say anything bad. Hearing Mrs. Wang change her ways and say that Baochai has no rules, Mrs. Xue feels even colder towards her sister. a bit.

In a few days, it will be the day of the imperial examination. The Xue Wang family worshiped the Bodhisattva the night before, and Xue Qing is even more attentive than Xue Pan, guarding the basket full of pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Clothes, charcoal, dry food, rice noodles, dehydrated dried vegetables, etc., began to wait at the door of the study before dawn.

Xue Pan finally came out of the study door at a moment of Mao, and Xue Qing stood by the door, his face turned blue from the cold after waiting for a long time, and Xue Pan came out with a festive smile, "Morning sir, my wife is waiting in the front hall. I'm looking at you!"

At this time, it was not yet dawn, and the hot water basin in Xue Qing's hand had already run out of heat. Xue Qing was about to fetch water again, but Xue Pan waved his hand to interrupt, saying, "Go wash in the front hall." He slept in bed last night. The performance was not good, and the scene of the college entrance examination more than ten years ago appeared intermittently in the dream.

In the front hall, after Xue Pan washed up, Mrs. Xue started to make breakfast herself before dawn. Xue Baochai was on the sidelines. The girl didn't even touch her hands during the breakfast. The table was full of heat. Mrs. Xue saw her son He repeatedly waved his hands and said, "Did my son sleep soundly yesterday? I saw that I was not in good spirits, so I quickly had breakfast. When I arrived at the Gongyuan, I had to pay attention to my body. If I was tired, I would rest. Mom is only your son, and your body is fine." Most importantly, I don’t know if the roots were injured when I fell off the horse seven years ago. It’s still cold today. I heard that the Gongyuan is humid and cold. It will take nine days for you to go there. There is no body around to wait for others, can you bear it? ! "While talking, I was worried, "Mom is naturally happy to be admitted. If I fail the exam, I won't be depressed. Mom just asks you and Baochai to be safe and healthy..."

He now knows how Xue Pan, the dumb overlord in the Red Mansion, got his name. It is not unexpected that the Xue Wang family can spoil their children so much.

Xue Baochai scooped vegetable porridge for her elder brother, and smiled warmly at Mrs. Xue: "Mom, just keep your heart in your belly. My elder brother is as strong as a cow. What's the root of the disease? Besides, although the Gongyuan is shady, we But I have prepared high-quality silver charcoal, and my brother has experience from the rural examination, so it will be no problem."

Xue Wangshi was slightly relieved when he heard it, and he had a good meal.After dinner, there was a carriage parked outside Xiaojiao's door, Xue Qing took care of it early, Xue Wang checked the list again worriedly, and after confirming that nothing was left behind, Xue Qing sent Xue Pan to the Gongyuan.

There have always been three exams in the Daqing Imperial Examination, and each exam lasted three days. The first exam was mainly about the Four Books and Five Classics, the second was about poetry and prose, and the third was about policy questions. Among them, the third was the most important. Whether there are government malpractices or civil sufferings, the first two rounds are the basic skills and talents of the test.

It is around 45:[-] in modern times. Xue Qing has already arrived at the entrance of the Gongyuan in his carriage. Although it is early, the entrance of the Gongyuan is already very lively. A variety of snack stalls, noodles, etc...

"Master, is it cold?" Xue Qing rubbed his hands and breathed out. He had already shown signs of warming up a few days ago, so why did the temperature drop again today?

The gate of the Gongyuan will not open until half an hour. At this moment, the scholars rushing to take the exam are guarding the gate. The rich sit in the carriage and have servants to serve them. The ordinary ones sit at the food stall and ask for a bowl of hot noodles to eat While waiting, the poor man with his sleeves inserted casually found a corner sheltered from the wind and began to endorse the book...

"It's not cold, don't rush." ​​Xue Pan stopped Xue Qing who was about to go out to buy hot tea. He drank a lot of soup in the morning, but now he doesn't want to see any tea. "Come up to hide from the wind, and you can hear the sound after the door opens." I closed my eyes and rested on the soft quilt.

Xue Qing opened the curtain and sat in a corner, watching the movement outside through the crack of the curtain, and would notify the uncle as soon as the door opened.

There is no need for Xue Qing to be so nervous. The door of the Gongyuan just opened a crack. Before Xue Qingyang could see it, he heard the crowd shouting: "The door is open, the door is open!" He was falling asleep, and he didn't know whether to wake Xue Pan or not.

Xue Pan lifted the quilt with his eyes closed, and the cold wind blew in through the cracks in the curtain, even Xue Pan shivered from practicing kung fu since childhood. Seeing Xue Pan get up, Xue Qing opened the quilt. Lian Li took the basket on the side and jumped down, "Master, the candidates at the gate are halfway through---"

"Whispering!" Shaking his crumpled sleeves, he got out of the car, "Give me the things, you go back!" Xue Qing can't enter the tribute courtyard, these things don't need to be sent to the door by Xue Qing.

Xue Qing looked embarrassed, and finally handed the things to Xue Pan obediently.At this time, Xue Pan was carrying the bamboo basket in his right hand and the bamboo basket on his back, and went to the gate of the Gongyuan.No matter which dynasty attaches great importance to the imperial examination, this is an opportunity for the imperial court to select talents, and the punishment for cheating is very severe. Although the temperature is still low in March, the examinees in the Gongyuan are all wearing single clothes, If you are afraid of the cold, you can put on seven or eight layers, but there is no interlayer. There are also pens, inks, paper, inkstones, charcoal, and food, all of which are inspected one by one by heavy soldiers. It is not at all stricter than the modern college entrance examination.Xue Pan watched with his own eyes that the candidates in front of him were disqualified from the exam because the inkstone was hollow and contained a cheat sheet.

Faced with such severe scrutiny, Xue Pan, who was originally relaxed, also became serious.At the end of the hour, all the examinees formally entered the tribute courtyard. The buildings of the tribute courtyard were numbered from the first sentence of "Thousand Characters" -- Tiandi Xuanhuang, and then subdivided, such as Tianzi No. 120 to No. [-] rooms.And Xue Pan was assigned to Xuanzi No. [-]. In the small cell, there was a single bed made of stone platform with a straw mat and a quilt on it. His hands trembled when he clasped his hands. The one next to the aisle was a table. It is built in half, and soldiers patrolling on weekdays can see the situation of the candidates inside. There is a bucket in the corner, and a small stone stove near the door. In the next nine days, the candidates will finish eating, drinking, and answering questions in this place.

The author has something to say: two updates today, tomorrow will see the situation, okay!