Jiang Qing

Seeing Wang Poppi going out, Xie Huaide looked at Bai Bingchen twice, shaking his hands as if hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?" Realizing that something was wrong with him, Bai Bingchen asked out loud.

Xie Huaide looked him up and down again, and then said: "Actually, you are not an ordinary merchant, and neither is the elder brother who sent you here. You are actually officials of the imperial court, right?"

Unexpectedly, Xie Huaide would see this, Bai Bingchen slightly raised his eyebrows, but couldn't help but tighten his hands under the quilt, and the doubts that had been dispelled by the two of them just now came back to his mind.

Seeing that Bai Bingchen did not answer, Xie Huaide was a little nervous, and said: "Although the color of the clothes you are wearing is simple and elegant, the pattern of dark pattern embroidery is fashionable in Pingdu. The jade wrench that you just took out is not a vulgar thing, and the jade wrench engraved on it Xiangyun is weaved in the palace, but it is not the style of this dynasty."

Bai Bingchen had been wearing this jade ring finger for some years, and most of his visits in Pingdu were from clan relatives and noble families, and no one could tell his name from it.Today, in such a remote village, Bai Bingchen couldn't help restraining his mind when he was told his history by a young scholar, and looked at Xie Huaide with inquiry.

"According to your age, you shouldn't recognize this trick. Did you hear it from someone, or?" Bai Bingchen's eyes moved slightly, but his face was still friendly, and he asked.

Xie Huaide didn't have the slightest fear of being questioned. Instead, seeing Bai Bingchen answering his own words, he even rushed towards the desk with some joy in his steps.

He dug through those piles of books for a long time, and found a book with yellowed pages and feet, and pointed it to Bai Bingchen as if showing off: "It says in the book, this book is a book I learned from an old Taoist priest. It took me half a month's worth of writing silver in exchange for it. Look, doesn't the pattern look alike?"

Bai Bingchen took the scroll and read it carefully, and the outline of Xiangyun was indeed exactly the same.He flipped through this book that didn't even have a face, back and forth several times, it was full of patterns and patterns drawn from different dynasties, and there were not even many words.Seeing Xie Huaide's pure and clear eyes, not seeming to be fake, he felt a little relieved.

However, as a person who wanted to take the imperial examination, he memorized all such miscellaneous books regardless of the severity, so it is no wonder that he failed the exam.However, Xie Huaide's insightful eyesight was not found in many officials who entered the court. Thinking of this, Bai Bingchen couldn't help but look at him more.

Estimating his age and the time of the imperial examination, Bai Bingchen tentatively asked, "How many times have you taken the exam?"

"Four times." Speaking of this, Xie Huaide lowered his head in embarrassment, not as if he was in high spirits just now.

"When I was 12 years old, I passed the examination of a scholar. At that time, the teachers in the school all praised me for my extraordinary talent, saying that some people could not pass the examination of a scholar in their lifetime. I have achieved this at a young age, and I will become a great talent in the future."

There was a wry smile on his lips: "At that time, I also thought that I was an unborn genius. I was full of enthusiasm and wanted to make a big career. I wanted to go to high school and become famous. I wanted to return to my hometown and leave a name in history." But then, for some reason, I took the exam four times, but failed once. The 12 years passed suddenly, and my father died of illness. Now, apart from this, I can't think of what I can do."

Bai Bingchen on the side was silent, he didn't know what to say to comfort this frustrated scholar.Students with a heart of patriotism, ten years of hard work, no one cares about them, how many people give up halfway on the way to enter the officialdom, and how many people lose their hearts once they succeed.

Bai Bingchen recalled the year when he participated in the scientific examination, with sincerity in his heart, with his old friends by his side, even winning the first prize was a matter of course.But what was your original intention to enter the officialdom?

He tried hard to think back, and only then did he recall that it was his father who wanted him to take the exam and honor the Bai family.He is not an ambitious person who serves the country, nor does he have any ambitions to be famous forever.He is cowardly and timid, and he just wants to be a curled up ostrich and live a mediocre life.

But Bai Bingchen cannot live a mediocre life.

Bai Bingchen resisted several times, but threw the stone into the sea without any waves.Just when he was accepting his fate to obtain fame, Mei Shao said that he would come to accompany him.For some reason, this thing that was forced to do made people look forward to it faintly.With him by his side, the persecution seemed not so difficult.

Bai Bingchen knew in his heart that Mei Shao was different from himself.He comes from a prominent family, so he doesn't need to take the imperial examination route, he can live his whole life happily with the wisdom of the general's mansion, he is the most able to live his life as he pleases, in this place where everyone can't help themselves, somehow I broke into such a loose and free-spirited person.He is like a warm sun, what shines on you is just a ray of light, but it is enough to warm your heart.

Most of the children of aristocratic families rely on recommendation and succession to become officials. Mei Shao originally wanted his father to directly recommend Bai Bingchen to seek fame for him.It can be seen that he was not willing, and Mei Shao didn't ask any more questions, but bought enough pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and took root in Bai Bingchen's study.

Candles shine through the night, and the fragrance of ink fills the sleeves.

Sometimes when Mei Shao was sleepy from studying, he would take a nap at his desk, and Bai Bing would sneak a look at him while he was asleep.

Just looking at his forehead, eyebrows, nose tip, and thin lips inch by inch by the candlelight, seeing the blush on his face when he was asleep, for some reason, two balls flew up on his face, Bai Bingchen had no choice but to reason. Tsukuru stared calmly at his eyelashes.

Why does a man have such long eyelashes?

Such questions flitted through Bai Bingchen's mind, but before he had time to think deeply, he was already subconsciously counting the number of eyelashes, counting, Bai Bingchen's thoughts fell on Mei Shao's lips again.

He naturally has a bit of lip color, but he is so lively on weekdays, so vivid that people forget the color on his lips.Bai Bingchen had some doubts, as if Mei Shao's lip color was not so gorgeous on weekdays, and he had never seen such a color in rouge shops in Pingdu or on girls' lips.

Could it be that he secretly applied some new lipstick?

Like a ghost, Bai Bingchen stretched out his hand and touched it lightly.

There is no red on the fingertips, only the tenderness of the touch, and Bai Bingchen's own heartbeat.

The night was just right, and there was no sound everywhere, and Bai Bingchen's heartbeat became more obvious, making him frightened.Fearing that Mei Shao would be woken up by the rapid heartbeat, she would see her flushed face when she looked up.

Bai Bingchen was at a loss, he didn't know how to suppress his uncontrollable heart for a while, but Mei Shao's eyelashes were still trembling slightly, as if silently imitating his inner voice.

Again and again, trembling along his heart.

Feeling guilty, before Bai Bingchen had time to react, he had already kissed his eyes, suppressing the trembling that made him uneasy.

It did stop.His heart stopped for a moment, and even the tenderness under his lips obediently remained motionless.

But at the moment Bai Bingchen moved away, they jumped together again, even more restless.

It must be the sweltering heat of the summer, and the small study room, not the person in front of him, that disturbed him so much.

Bai Bingchen looked away and forced himself to focus on the scroll, but he couldn't read a single word.

Someone was sleeping soundly by his side, breathing lightly, which made him unable to be a gentleman who studied hard tonight.

Withdrawing from the already distant memories, Bai Bingchen couldn't help but smile, thinking of the current situation between him and Mei Shao, he suppressed that smile again.

"Actually, the person who won the first prize in high school at one time may not be happy now. He may also be regretting his success in the exam, sitting at the table for a long time, and..." Bai Bingchen paused, and his voice was soft , "I have let down the sparkling spring."

Xie Huaide looked at him ignorantly, as if he didn't understand the meaning of his words, but knowing that Bai Bingchen was really comforting himself, he also smiled back: "It's nothing, I read the articles written by those high school people now, and it's like visiting them personally." Together with them, I have experienced the joy of being under the rankings. The book that was just under the quilt is my favorite, the scientific examination paper of the 33rd year of Qinyuan. You are an official in Pingdu, have you met Mr. Bai? Is it the Prime Minister to the Right?"

When he mentioned himself suddenly, Bai Bingchen was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly replied: "I'm not a high-ranking official in Pingdu, so I've never met him before. Do you... like his articles?"

"I have copied all the policies and theories he wrote separately and bound them into a book. From his articles, I can see that he must be a gentle, polite and modest gentleman. If he is like this, it will be good if he can be above the court."

Talking about Bai Bingchen, the light in Xie Huaide's eyes flickered, but slowly dimmed: "Although in recent years, the people say that he has lost his heart, accepted bribes and cultivated power, but I always feel that he may be What is the reason, to be able to write such impassioned words must not be a person with a cold heart. Do you think so?"

Bai Bingchen dodged his gaze, with a sour heart, and retorted: "Knowing people and faces but not heart, you can't tell anything with a little writing. Besides, people will change, for fame and fortune, for glory and wealth, they will always change beyond recognition , he is not a good person, so don't speak for him in the future."

"Didn't you say you haven't seen him? You haven't even met him face to face, how can you say he..." Xie Huaide was unconvinced and argued subconsciously, but was interrupted by the sound outside.

"Nerd, don't come out!" Wang Poppi's voice sounded from outside.

"I put a knife next to your bed for your self-defense, pick it up, and put it on the neck of that boy of unknown origin, hurry up!"

Wang Poppi's anxious voice sounded, and Xie Huaide was stunned.

"What nonsense! We are just here to pick up Lord Bai, and we have no intention of going against you. Let us go in and pick him up. I promise you won't get hurt at all." Another voice sounded from outside.

Lord Bai?Who are you talking about?

Xie Huaide turned his head in astonishment, and looked at Bai Bingchen, but saw that there was no surprise in his eyes, only calm, as if this sudden change had been planned by him long ago.

At this moment, someone had put a knife on Wang Popi's neck and held him in. The person who came was a middle-aged man in official uniform.

Xie Huaide recognized this official uniform, which is a color that only those who know the state can wear.

"Student Fang Min, I'm here to take the teacher back home." Fang Min was still holding a knife in his hand, but he let out a sigh of relief the moment he saw Bai Bingchen.

"Let him go."

After receiving Bai Bingchen's words, Fang Min hesitated for a while, and ordered someone to come in to check on Xie Huaide and Wang Poppi, then let go of the knife in his hand, and went to check on Bai Bingchen's injuries: "Teacher, is everything okay?"

Before he could reply, he called a few soldiers to help Bai Bingchen.

"Are you Bai Bingchen?" Xie Huaide's voice fell behind him, but Bai Bingchen didn't answer.

But Xie Huaide had never felt that his mind was so clear-headed, and he continued to ask: "Are you deliberately letting Brother Wang be the one who pulls the finger?"

There was no answer, and just when Xie Huaide felt that he could not wait for an answer, Bai Bingchen's voice sounded.

"As I said, he's not a nice guy."

His words fell in, and Xie Huaide's heart sank.

The author says:

The scene of Xie Huaide's house collapse.

There should be knives in the next few chapters, you can eat according to your taste~