What about Mr. Faint?

20 years of studying hard in the cold window, 20 years of hanging on the beam and stabbing the stock, in exchange for the three yuan and the first prize, but it is not as good as the romantic man with a prominent family background.

How can he be willing?

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At first, he was just a poor family. There were five brothers and two sisters in his family. The big family of eight people was supported by his father's salary as the county magistrate.The mother worried about the family's expenses all day long, until the two older sisters got married and became wives, and the older brothers also went out on their own, which made things easier.

He is the fourth eldest in the family, and he is stuck in the middle, so it is inevitable that he will be left out.But this kind of indifference, after he saw that his eldest sister married an unlucky man, and his second sister died of depression because of taking a concubine in her husband's mansion, he turned into gratitude.

I am grateful that he is not a woman, so I don't need to stick to the small courtyard and work with needlework.

Compared with his elder brother, he is somewhat gifted in reading, and his family put all their efforts into sending him to the best private school, and he lived up to expectations from being a child student to a scholar, and then to Juren, followed by three general examinations They are all the first, and won the reputation of Sanyuan Jidi, becoming the second student to receive this honor in the past century.

And the last person who was in the third grade and the first rank is now an official of the third rank, and plays a pivotal role in the court.

On the day he returned home, the villagers were looking forward to him from ten miles away, hoping that he would talk about the prosperity of the capital when he came home, and wanted to be a part of the joy of being the number one scholar, so that their children would be as prominent as him in the future.

The mother at home wept with joy, and even the man who buried his second sister in a straw curtain back then appeared in front of him with a licking face, telling him that he had buried his second sister in his main grave, fearing that she would be desolate under her knees and decide to adopt her had a child.Even his eldest sister, who has been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha for many years, was sent by her husband's family to make connections with him.

But in private, his elder sister took his hand and told him to go to the capital now and not to come back.

Brother and sister-in-law visited one after another, and it was inconvenient for him to temporarily stay with his parents because he hadn't returned home for a long time.It's not my own home, and I can't close the door to thank guests after all, so I have to accompany these people with my parents.Not to mention the distant relatives, but the close brothers hope that he can bring his nephew to the capital.

It is not good to say that he is now twenty-five years old, but he has never been married and has no children to serve.He looked coldly at the brothers who told him to study hard in the past, and even said that his parents were wasting money on him. They fought for the name of a person who brought their children to Beijing. Only then did my parents know what my eldest sister meant.

"Then let's go together." He said with a smile, "It's just a few children."

He didn't want to get married because he didn't have a woman he liked, and because he was used to seeing his sisters being wasted.He was afraid and terrified, if one day he met the woman he wanted, would the one who married back home be like his sisters, with a groaning stomach and an unhappy death?

The villagers praised him for his gratitude and knowledge, and Xiri's elder brothers sponsored him to study, and now they brought their nephews into the capital.

But he snorted, laughing at these people who didn't know the money he spent for studying, explaining that it came from his parents' frugality.

Life in the capital was not as easy as he had imagined. Today His Majesty only gave him gold, silk, pearls, jade and treasures to cherish antiques, but did not give him the real power to participate in politics. What he had was just a small internal history.In the capital, where a single brick can hit three court officials, it is tiny and slim.

However, because of his success, his nephews have entered the private schools in the capital from the Baijia Academy in the small township.Even though they are also three yuan and first, that person has climbed to the top step by step, but he is still just a small internal history, helping others to manage accounts and money, busy with copywriting, and he is not even qualified to set foot in the court.

The huge gap once made him addicted to debauchery until one day that young man sat in front of him and said, "Are you willing to degenerate like this?" He raised the wine glass in front of him, and the young man who was five years older than him looked like Even more energetic and youthful, "Is this the way to stop?"

"What right do you have to talk too much!" Although he had never greeted him directly, he knew the other party.

"300 years ago, my family was also from a peasant background." The young man was not angry, but just smiled at him, raised his hand to catch the wine glass he threw over, and let the wine in it spill on him, "in the past These days, the Shang study is short of manpower, so you can give it a try."

"Try?" He sneered, "Isn't that qualification taken away by you family members?"

He is not stupid, he has seen many things clearly in the past five years.What kind of imperial examinations, what kind of selection of officials from poor families, are just for the sake of looking good on the surface.How many officials from poor families can skyrocket?

No.

Even this year, the imperial examination system was abolished, because the family cheated, implicated these students who had studied hard for many years, and cut off their way to soar into the sky and become famous: "This dynasty will end sooner or later." With cold eyes, he thought of his nephews who only knew how to complain after returning to the mansion, and the grief in his heart deepened.

"Then you dare to overthrow this dynasty?" The young man smiled and drank the rest of the wine in his glass with a chic and good-looking gesture.

He straightened his eyes, but it was because of the meaning between the lines: "Are you crazy?"

"Look, you don't dare." The young man smiled beautifully, and he felt his own heartbeat quicken for the first time, "You dare not take the step in your heart, stop here and feel sorry for yourself. Blame yourself for not being born well." Well, I hate that I don’t have Bole’s acquaintance. If you have the skills, why not write a few articles and submit them to the case.”

"Let that person see your ability, too. If you can be a prince and tutor, a teacher to an emperor, what can you want?" The young man opened his thin lips lightly, but what he said touched his heart, "I want to If you want it, fight for it."

Like the seductive words of a ghost, all the restlessness in his heart was hooked up by the other party's few words: "What if I lose?"

"Losing?" The young man laughed, "So what if you lose, it's just one life." That kind of free and easy wantonness is an arrogance that he doesn't have. , as long as you let go of the game for what you want, if you lose, it’s just inferior to others.”

"What's the complaint?"

"I'll wait for you," the young man said, "I'll wait for you to stand in the hall and compete with me."

Like a spell, in the remaining years, he climbed up step by step, from a mere internal history to the Imperial College, and then became the emperor's attendant because he could quote scriptures with his mouth.He has gone through three dynasties, from young and frivolous to gray-haired, from only the qualifications to attend, to the emperor's grand tutor.

Still alone, with only juniors serving him, but the other party climbed higher and farther than him——

Prime Minister

At that time, it had been five decades (50 years) since the abolition of the imperial examinations, and the only thing changed by time was his heart, apart from the two young men with black hair.

It wasn't until the man knelt on the main hall, bowed to the emperor sitting on his seat, and shouted thank you Lord Long En, that he suddenly realized that what he wanted at first was just a chance for his parents to look directly at him.

But his parents are long gone now, and his nephews have also dispersed because the prince was deposed more than ten years ago and he was demoted to another country.There are strangers in the court, only that person is still as young as he is, who has never bent down, and even left with arrogance and unyielding: "Your Majesty, please think twice!"

The person sitting on the throne looked down at all living beings, looked at everyone, waved his sleeves and left.

"Don't worry," the old man said with a smile, "I won't die."

Raise your glass to the moon, pour the sake in your hand, and send it to an old friend who doesn't know where he is.

Is that man still alive?

The one who is alive is because he is a family, a family that even the emperor cannot shake, er, a century-old family.The roots were so deep that he didn't realize that from the beginning to the end, that person was so far away from him until he collected the corpse for him that day and didn't see the traces he was familiar with.

It doesn't matter whether he faked his death and left, or negotiated secretly with the emperor, since he left himself, he no longer cared about it.

"Thank you." Thank you for getting drunk with me back then, thank you for recommending me as the crown prince, thank you for your protection and support for so many years, and thank you for secretly helping me when I was away from the frontier.

Now that you are gone, no one can play chess with me.

If there is an afterlife, I don't want to be an official. I only hope to meet you again, fight wine, poetry and books, and travel hand in hand.

In a trance, I went back to my youth, the teacher was sitting in the thatched cottage, and the relationship with their boy Yazi period was just an ensemble, and from then on, I met my bosom friend in the mountains and rivers.

In this world, the only one who understands me is you.

PS The feelings here are the feelings of sympathy and bosom friends who are both Sanyuanjidi