An alpha's ancient life record

Of course it was a joke to say goodbye without saying goodbye, the next day, Shen Qingshu bid farewell to Xiao He after eating too early.

It happened that Second Master Zhang was also there, so he readily agreed, and I don't know if the two had a quarrel, Xiao He's face was sullen, and he didn't try to persuade him to stay, which made Shen Qingshu's prepared rhetoric useless.

When they arrived at He's house, it was a good idea to stay and refuse, not to mention, they had been away from Beijing for a long time, and they were eager to return, and they didn't have much luggage to pack, so they set off that morning.

"—zwnj; The road was tossed and turned, and there were a few lingering light rains on the way, but fortunately, it didn't have a big impact. Before the autumn leaves withered, "—zwnj; pedestrians finally arrived in the capital safely.

The news of Shen Qingshu's selection had already been sent back to Beijing. Old Liu was already excited, but he was still very happy to see her again. He dragged her and asked her non-stop until she lost weight. After hearing Uncle Liu's words, he went up and down halfway. I was even more worried about the heavy rain.

When Mrs. He asked about the situation of the He family, Shen Qingshu also picked up some nice words and said that Quan should be at ease with her.

She had been away from Beijing for more than four months, but there was not much change in Beijing, except that the weather had cooled down, and it was all gossip among parents.

She came back and passed the post to her classmates, and Meng Baizhou came to the door the next day proudly.

In this imperial examination, I don't know if he really thought about the examiner's thoughts correctly, and he was actually on the list. Although he was ranked No.2 from the bottom, he was considered a winner!

Knowing that Shen Qingshu won Yayuan, he was very happy, and put his arms around her shoulders and said brazenly, "Qingshu, you and I are really destined, we even got No.2 in the imperial examination because of our tacit understanding."

It can be said that he has the spirit of self-entertainment. Although Shen Qingshu ignored him, he was very happy for him. After winning the exam, it can be seen that Meng Baizhou's mentality is much better, and he no longer worries about the separation of his family from time to time.

It's worth mentioning that Mr. Meng seems to be terminally ill, but he is really tenacious, "with a hanging tone, he refused to leave no matter what.

As for Zhao Yijian, he didn't win this time, but he was on the sub-list, and the sub-list is for those who almost won, "generally there are two ways out."

"—zwnj; is to continue to participate in the provincial examination. If you are on the deputy list twice, you will be qualified to participate in the general examination just like Juren"—there will be no difference in the Jinshi examination in the future, but it's not as good as the two rankings.

The second is to have the qualifications to study at the Guozijian in the capital. After graduating from the Guozijian, he will become an official as a "supervisor", but his official career will not be as good as a Jinshi, and it will be difficult to promote.

Most of the sons of the rich and powerful in the Imperial College can go, like Shen Qingshu's father, who failed to pass the Juren examination, even if he became an official through Enyin of the Imperial College, Zhao Yijian was born in the Kunyang uncle's mansion, so there is no need to worry too much.

In addition, to Shen Qingshu's surprise, Xia Boyan, the most favored candidate, did not pass. He fell ill during the exam and voluntarily gave up the exam.

The fate of life is completely unreasonable, but Xia Boyan is still young and open-minded, so he didn't take this defeat very seriously.

Shen Qingshu was the last one to return to Beijing due to visiting relatives. After she rested for a few days, his seniors made an appointment to gather at her residence.

I didn't stick to the place, and set up a banquet in the courtyard. In this season of the capital, the north wind blowing on the face already makes people feel stinging. The flowers and plants in the courtyard are all withered, and the trees can only hang a few yellow leaves. A bit bleak and decadent.

Although they haven't seen each other for almost half a year, they are not unfamiliar with each other. Hot wine is warmed by the small red clay stove, chatting about what they have seen and heard during this period of time, and changing cups and cups is also a joy.

Shen Qingshu took a cup of tea and drank it slowly, seeing "the more he helped people, the more he drank, he was thinking" how to arrange these drunks to go home later.

She misunderstood a little bit, seeing Zheng Heng's cup after cup, she was already a little drunk, thinking that he was young and would be hurt by drunkenness, so she blocked his pouring hand, Handing over a cup of tea, he said in a warm voice, "Junior brother, don't drink too much, drink a cup of tea to refresh yourself."

Zheng Heng stared at the cup of tea dully, and slowly turned his gaze to her. His expression was blank, his eyes were a little red, and he didn't speak, just staring at her absent-mindedly.

"Is this drunk?" Shen Qingshu muttered - and waved his hands in front of his eyes.

Zheng Heng blinked his eyes, connected his thoughts, and said aggrievedly, "I want to drink."

Before Shen Qing could respond, his eyes became confused, his body collapsed, and he lay on the table.

"I'm still drinking after that's it." Shen Qingshu was a little amused, and called the maidservant to put a blanket on him.

After thinking about it carefully, she felt that Zheng Heng poured too fast. He was actually quite good at drinking among them. &—zwnj;sentence, "Brother, Junior Brother Zheng seems to be not in a good mood today, is there anything bothering him recently?"

"I don't know, I've seen less these days." Xia Bogui held his wine glass, thinking for a while and said, "I'm at Mr. Zheng's house, and I'm very happy to see him. It should be just young people who drink too much. Don't worry about it." too much."

"Hey, junior brother isn't married yet, what can be bothering you?" Meng Bozhou picked up the chopsticks and interjected, "Before getting married, I thought about getting married every day. After I got married, I found out that I was bothered." It’s better to be young than ever.”

"How old are you? You say it so old-fashioned. Isn't it good to get married?" Shen Qingshu thought for a while, and then pondered: "Perhaps the younger brother is just worrying about the marriage?"

Meng Bozhou curled his lips, "Then what's the trouble, Mr. Zheng is holding back, he just waits for the first prize among junior juniors, and those who want to get married don't have to step through the threshold."

After a pause, he sighed again: "It's a pity that Bo Yan and I won't be able to take part in the examination next year, otherwise we brothers and sisters won't be able to achieve the reputation of Jinshi in the same discipline."

After hearing this, Xia Boyan rolled his eyes and said, "You won't win, why don't you participate?"

"Hey, I'm afraid that in the future, Junior Brother Xia, you'll be alone in the exam, so I will wait for you out of kindness..."

He... looked like a caring senior brother, and everyone looked at him speechlessly. After Meng Baizhou won the lift, he really had a shit... a big change.

"Just kidding," Meng Bozhou chuckled, raised his hands in surrender and said, "Well, I'm actually self-aware, so I won't suffer much."

Everyone "I think so, Chunwei" is generally in February, when the spring is cold, and it is not allowed to bring jackets, furs and other clothes, which is much worse than Qiuwei.

Xia Bogui said with emotion: "That's exactly the case. The last time I tried it almost cost me half my life, so I didn't dare to slack off in exercising my body in the past few years."

Having said that, he pulled Shen Qingshu to talk about his experience in the examination in detail.

&—zwnj;After drinking until dusk deepened, even the "zwnj; Xiang restrained Xia Bogui was a little drunk, and Shen Qingshu was a little bit disappointed when he helped them"—zwnj;" into the car and sent them away go back.

The days of this distance are getting less and less, and today's atmosphere is just right, she hesitated a few times, but still didn't say what she wanted to let out.

She still doesn't know how to explain it. The children of Jingzhong would basically not seek to be released unless they had to.

She changed her clothes as usual before returning to her room. Lin Weizhi was still awake, leaning against the candlelight and playing with something in her hands.

"What did you take?" Shen Qingshu asked as he leaned over and sat down.

Lin Weizhi retracted her hand and hung it under the table without letting her see it. She sniffed her nose twice, frowned slightly, and asked, "Have you been drinking?"

"Well, I was forced by Bo Yan to drink it... a little bit," Shen Qingshu pulled up his collar and smelled it, "I changed my clothes, does it still smell?"

"No," Lin Weizhi shook her head, concentrating on the blush on her face, "Don't you know that drinking makes your face easy?"

"Really?" Shen Qingshu forced a smile, raised the back of his hand and wiped it in vain.

Lin Weizhi was keenly aware that she was in a low mood, "What's the matter, are you not happy with your classmates and friends?"

Shen Qingshu was in a daze—zwnj; for a moment, curled the corner of his lower lip, and smiled lightly, "No, it's just that every time the song ends, I feel a little bit lost."

A few strands of her temple hair were scattered, reflecting her handsome eyebrows and eyes, and under the dim candlelight, a few strands of hair fell out of nowhere for no reason.Lin Wei only looked at her for a few moments, rubbing the lines of the thing in his palm, before taking it out and handing it to her.

She pressed her fingertips and gently pushed it in front of Shen Qingshu.

Shen Qingshu lowered his eyes &—zwnj;look, it turned out to be&—zwnj;a sachet, with a dark blue base and tassels of the same color, and only two clumps of green bamboo with silver thread were embroidered on the surface, which can't be called complicated, but the stitches are fine, Very delicate, simple and generous.

She looked over, "Sachet? Is it for me?"

"En," Lin Weizhi pulled back her hair around her ear, pretending not to care, and said, "I see that the one you usually wear seems to be a little worn out."

Shen Qingshu hurriedly lowered her head to take it off and carefully"—zwnj;Look, indeed, I don't know where it was scratched"—zwnj;It was a small hole, and she didn't even notice it.

The sachet is different from jade, it is easy to wear and get dirty, and it needs to be replaced after wearing it for a while, but this sachet was embroidered for her by Mrs. Liu two years ago. Not very good, but she cherishes it very much, &—zwnj; has never changed it.

She caressed that cut, &—zwnj; felt very heartbroken.

Seeing that she hadn't answered her for a long time, Lin Weizhi looked away and asked in a calm voice, "Why, is this old one important?"

Shen Qingshu didn't pay attention, flipped through the sachet and responded with a "--zwnj; voice, "Well, I don't know if it can be repaired."

Lin Weizhi held her breath in her chest, stretched out her hand and quickly took the sachet from the table, "That's just me being sentimental."

She stood up and walked towards the edge of the bed, but Shen Qingshu couldn't react, and hurriedly chased after her, "No, you misunderstood."

Lin Weizhi looked over fixedly, her eyes were very cold, "What did I misunderstand?"

With her like this, Shen Qingshu felt inexplicably calmed down, chuckled lightly, leaned into her ear and asked, "Are you jealous?"

Lin Weizhi ignored her and snorted disdainfully.

Shen Qingshu put the old sachet in his bosom carefully and put it away before covering her hand, and said softly: "My grandmother embroidered it for me."

Lin Wei was stunned for a moment, seeing the gentle smile in her dark eyes and the slight heat in her ears, she tilted her head uncomfortably.

The strength in her hand gradually loosened, Shen Qingshu held the back of her hand, "—zwnj; spread out her fingers one by one, and took the sachet back into his hand without much effort.

She looked it over and over again... for a while, the sachet was already filled with spices and herbs, and the smell was very light through the outer fabric. It smells like gardenia, but it doesn't seem to be the same when I smell it carefully, it's a bit deeper...

She smiled at the corner of her mouth, stroked the protruding embroidery thread, and asked warmly, "Did you embroider it for me?"

Lin Weizhi pursed her lips and said nothing.

"It's okay." Shen Qingshu tied the sachet around his waist, smoothed the tassels, and smiled, "Whether you embroidered it or not, I like it very much."

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