Startled Meng

When Yan Cijing met Yu Fangzhi at the gate of the Gongyuan, he was more helpless than surprised.

When he was going out in the morning, Yu Fangzhi also came out, yawned at him, and greeted him in a casual and respectful way, so Yan Cijing had no choice but to nod, and casually asked Yu where the boss was going.

Yu Fang knew that he was going to take the exam, but Yan Cijing didn't take it seriously, he just thought that he was sleepy and confused, how could the rich and rebellious young master look like a scholar?Seeing the teasing look on his face, Yan Cijing knew that he was playing tricks on him, so he brushed off his official robe and left, not wasting time with this bastard.

Unexpectedly, Yu Fangzhi was really standing at the gate of the Gongyuan.

"Master Yan."

His wanton and indulgent appearance stood out among a group of dignified candidates, and this sound also attracted the attention of other candidates.

Wherever Yan Cijing went, there were scorching eyes, and he said angrily: "Da Yin's laws, merchants are not allowed to take the scientific examination." Seeing the other party's smile deepened, he couldn't help but get a little annoyed, "Do you have proof of identity?" float?"

Of course Yu Fangzhi didn't have it, but it didn't stop him from chuckling twice: "Master Yan, did you take what I said this morning seriously?" A familiar look embraced her, "Actually, I'm here to take the exam."

Yan Cijing looked at him indifferently, and entered the tribute courtyard without looking back. The candidates who were divided into two paths gradually closed together again, chattering loudly.

The student who was embraced by Yu Fangzhi moved, and shouted in a tight voice: "Young Master Yu..."

It turned out that it was Pei Yuantang who had been in prison, Yu Fangzhi let him go: "Why are you sweating so much?"

Pei Yuantang forced a smile: "Nervous..."

After studying hard for many years, the bumpy journey north to the capital, and almost being imprisoned, all kinds of hardships are endless. He tossed and turned for half the night last night, and fell asleep in a daze until the middle of the night. But there is no need to elaborate on these, he asked again, " Why is Mr. Yu here today?"

Yu Fang knew with a smile: "I've never seen a Gongyuan that is overcrowded, so I came here today to have a look."

Pei Yuantang said in vain, but Yu Fangzhi patted him and pointed to the sky: "Look at that cloud above your head, what does it look like?" After asking this question, all the candidates around looked up to the sky, and some said it looked like a fish. Some say it looks like a rabbit, others say it looks like dung.

Yu Fangzhi looked back at the sound and made eye contact with the examinee who said he looked like dung. It turned out to be Fan Zhi. No wonder he sprayed dung in his mouth. It’s so bright, it’s the manifestation of Confucius’ ancestor! It’s a good sign!”

These words won the favor of all the examinees, Pei Yuantang was a little more relaxed, Chaoyu Fangzhi nodded, and trotted into the Gongyuan.

"Oh, it's not easy." Yu Fangzhi said as he found a food stall at the door and sat down.

Because this test will take three subjects in a row, and one subject will last for three days, that is to say, the candidates have to stay in the dormitory for nine days, and they are not allowed to leave during the period, and they have to prepare their own food. The restaurant opened early in the morning at the entrance of the Gongyuan is also a convenience for candidates.

Yu Fangzhi asked for a bowl of wonton leisurely, and when he was looking for a seat, he saw an acquaintance: "Wang Yu? The hour is almost here, why don't you enter the Gongyuan? Did you bring a whole roasted lamb?"

Wang Yuyu knew this, he had dealt with him a few times in Jiangling, he was the son of a country gentry, and his background was not bad, he invited a teacher to come to his house, after 5 years of exams, he finally passed the provincial exam, and after so many years, he came to take the national exam .

Wang Yu grinned, "Master Yu, I haven't seen you for a long time, let's have a drink together after the exam!"

Yu Fangzhi couldn't laugh or cry: "The winning ticket is in your hands! Hurry up and go to the exam."

Wang Yu yelled twice, grabbed the food bag behind him, and when he passed by Yu Fangzhi, he whispered excitedly in his ear: "I will definitely go to high school for this exam!"

Yu Fangzhi looked up and saw that he raised his eyebrows and swaggered into the Gongyuan.

"It's amazing."

The shop owner came over with wontons and said, "It's nothing to be surprised about. If you can hit it, you can tell at a glance."

Yu Fangzhi was even more surprised: "How do you see this?" If he could see it, would the mustache boss be able to sell wontons here?

The owner of the store laughed twice: "Just now the four of them carried the palanquin to the son of the Minister of the Household Department, and the second son of Doctor Yushi who was wearing a white satin dress and carrying bags with two servants behind him..."

"They can all hit!"

Unexpectedly, a wonton seller can be so clear about the situation of the ministers in the DPRK and China, and make such bold predictions that imply someone is manipulating the scientific research...

Yu Fangzhi ate the wontons silently and responded, but it didn't stop the shop owner's desire to confide: "It's fine if you have real talents and learning, but they are all embroidered pillows and a bag of grass!"

Yu Fangzhi: "What if you have real talents and practical learning?"

"If you have real talent and learning, you have to see the situation clearly. Only by learning to stand in line will you have a bright future. Otherwise, even Master Yan, who is the third-ranked man, can only be buried in the Imperial Academy!"

Yu Fang knew and said, "So what if you stand in line?"

The shop owner's dark old face was wrinkled when he smiled, and he showed two gleaming silver teeth, and said: "If you know how to stand in line, you have to stand right, or you will be like Xia Changying in Yuan Kangnian, the number one in the history of the Great Yin. So what about a three-yuan and first-ranked champion, and what about the prince accompanying him? Didn’t he disappear with the fall of the deposed prince?"

"So..." Yu Fangzhi put down the porcelain spoon, "Being an official may not be a happy event."

"That's right! It's better to sell wontons!" The shop owner showed his rough hands that were covered with flour, "I've been selling wontons for decades, and I sell them at the gate of the Gongyuan, specially for the number one scholar. Don’t I have this signboard? No. [-] wonton!”

Seeing the words, Fangzhi showed disdain, and the shop owner put on a serious face: "Don't believe it, although Mr. Yan has never eaten it, Xia Changying has. I still remember that child! He is a handsome man with a refined temperament, I knew at a glance that this person must be in high school!"

Yu Fangzhi: "...you said that because you saw that he bought your wonton?"

The boss stroked his beard and recalled: "It's a pity! If the prince hadn't been implicated in the treason of the Meng family back then, Xia Changying wouldn't have stopped his official career at a young age."

The porcelain spoon hit the bowl, and Yu Fangzhi interrupted him: "The boss is not a wonton seller, is he?"

"Hey! You have good eyesight, kid. I'm a storyteller in the building."

Yu Fangzhi paid the money: "No wonder the wontons are hard to swallow, so it's not my job."

The shop owner's face turned green and pale, he snatched the money and put it in a cloth bag, smiled awkwardly twice, and sent Yu Fangzhi away.

Xia Changying...

Yu Fangzhi fell asleep under the tree chanting this name, and fell into a dream, but it was not the hazyness unique to dreams, everything was very clear, at most it was covered with a heavy yellow layer.

"Mirror element—"

The child was only six years old, and his eyes were covered with cloth strips. When he heard someone calling him, he quickly stretched out his arms and ran forward, following the sound, running on the white stone round bricks in the garden, giggling.

"here!"

The child turned around and changed the direction, the robe touched the soles of his boots, it was inconvenient to run and he stumbled, he plunged into the long-lasting ambergris, which smelled very good, he stretched out his arms to hug him, making the person lightly laugh.

The black cloth in front of him was removed, and he saw a handsome smiling face: "You are..."

"I am the prince's companion to read Xia Changying."

The child seemed to understand, but looked behind him again.

Luxurious clothes, majestic without anger, face like a crown of jade, elegant and noble, children seem to smell a more intense ambergris.

"This is His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The author says:

More more more!Jingyuan, Jingyuan, our young master's real name is really nice! (Ask for comments and starfish (≧?≦))