sick white moonlight

At this moment, in the book shop hall, the two purple-clothed officials had already got up, and the scholars who asked for their numbers all dispersed one by one, so they also got free time.

"I'm really bothering Mr. Wen today. If it's not too big a request, let us come." The round figure said slowly.

"In the matter of imperial examinations, the selection of talents is a matter of course." When I left the hall, I faced the morning light from the corner of the sky.

Zhao Zhicheng was behind him, pacing slowly, raising his hands lightly.Hearing the person in front of him say this, he was about to say something comforting, when he heard a slight tremor from the back in front of him, he asked steadily.

"It is said that there was a lot of controversy about the name of the provincial test before, right?"

Zhao Zhicheng smiled, and said: "It's not a big deal, you and I have both been examiners, and we all know that the top three files are all top-notch, and the right and wrong rankings are just judged by the basis. One is Wu Guangzhong, his poems and prose are all excellent, and he can’t find any faults. No.2 Du Wenhan, his poems are bold and generous, and he has the style of ancestors. , It’s a strange theory. When Gao Xueshi was the chief examiner, when he sealed the ranking of the selected papers, he was shocked when he saw this theory, cherished his talent, and wanted to promote him to be the first in the provincial examination.”

"Oh, so there is such a thing." Wen Rucheng replied as he walked.

"Isn't that right? That theory is well done. In addition to poetry and prose, most people appreciate his talent. Unfortunately, Lin Shilang resolutely refused, bluntly saying that poetry and prose should be emphasized when choosing scholars. Although Xiao Lingyin is a strange theory, but It would be a loss of appropriateness and neutrality, so it should not be promoted as the number one."

"Then Wu Guangzhong was chosen in the end." Wen Rucheng stopped, and slightly raised his sleeves.

"As a scholar from the north, he is naturally more popular in the court." Zhao Zhicheng sighed softly.

"Master Zhao, I remember that you were the first in the Jizhou Autumn Examination, and later you were selected as the third in the Provincial Examination."

"Oh, hehe. It's been many years. If you didn't mention it, I wouldn't have remembered it."

"Jizhou is really a good place to educate scholars, and there are quite a few people from Jizhou on this year's list." Wen Rucheng said with a smile.

"We in Nandi may have no other purpose except to be able to take the exam. Most scholars value the imperial examination, but it's just to get a future from birth."

"Nowadays, the imperial court is half divided between the north and the south. Compared with the past, when the scholars in the imperial court were all in the north, it is a great relief. The civilized imperial examinations benefit the people and the country. It is not a bad idea to study for a future. You I am not from a wealthy family in the north. I have achieved such achievements. It is all due to the elders who lived in a frugal and thrifty way, and saved money for my studies. I stayed up all night and studied hard all night. No scholar has ever experienced this. , since you are not comparable to a wealthy family, it is naturally a heavy burden, and you should also understand how to seek a future." Wen Rucheng comforted slowly.

"Stupid, but it's also sad. Back then, when I was studying, I still had a lot of energy. But now? It's been a long time since the peace, and I've lost my edge. The ministers flatter and flatter me, like Wu Guangzhong from the north, who was born in Wu in the middle of the river. No one knows about the collection of tens of thousands of volumes of books in the Baolou of the Wu family. Thinking of the poems and prose he wrote while sitting on the treasure mountain, his knowledge is extraordinary, but the poems and prose he wrote are completely polished and embellished, and he has no demeanor of a sage. How can such a scholar To win the first place, you know how most people in the court think about it. When I first established the country in the Great Jin Dynasty, the emperor promoted the sons of poor families, and forcibly promoted the ministers of the court, the sons of high families. But now? This court, This country, these people, how many people still care about it..." Zhao Zhicheng's voice slowly fell until there was no sound at all.

"Hehe, Mr. Wen doesn't have to care about what Yu said, but it's absurd, and I can't bear to talk about it." After a while, Zhao Zhicheng raised his head, chuckled, and said: "The wife and daughter at home are still waiting for Yu, Yu will take a step ahead."

"I can't bear the title of Mr. Xianggong, I can't be as stupid as you." Wen Rucheng bent slightly, turned around and sighed.

Zhao Zhicheng only smiled and said: "The word Xianggong, you can take it on yourself. Like stupid, it's just a word of mouth, how can it be compared to Wen Gong's trip, the dispute between the two parties, compared to the previous years, is already more serious. Even more gentle, people in the court are more restrained. If there is no king, if there is no king and Mr. Yu to abandon the past, I am afraid that the court will not know what kind of chaos it will look like."

"The fool will take a step ahead." Zhao Zhicheng took the horse in his hand, got on the horse neatly, and paced slowly.

The skirt flutters and moves with the wind.In the twilight of the morning, one horse and one person, the figures grow longer.

"How can I afford it? I'm just trying my best to make up for it. It's just that it won't make sense in the end." Wen Rucheng walked slowly, the guards at home outside the bookstore followed closely behind him, and there was another personal servant leading a white horse behind him. .

Zhao Zhicheng and Zhao Zhongcheng are indeed as high-minded as before.

At that time, he was talented in literature and was supposed to be the first in the imperial examination, and was awarded the rank of Jinshi, but he was not good at his speech. In addition, he was born in the south, and was disliked by the chief assistant at the time, so he was forced to be moved to the second rank. Jinshi was born.

People from the south should not drink toast.This is the scene at that time.

When this censor Zhongcheng was an official in the early years, he still hated the rich and powerful and bullied the people.When he was an official abroad, he was honest and virtuous, and won the hearts of the people. Later, he was treated by a high-ranking official in the court. After entering Beijing, he was gradually promoted to this day.However, after entering the capital, this lord entered Yushitai, unlike the previous officials who retaliated wantonly for their own selfishness.

Instead, do more practical things, and don't express any biased opinions.

After all, this person is still the same as before, with a bit of ambition and backbone left in his heart.

Does the distinction between old and new really no longer exist?

Standing above, can you really see everything clearly?

Is the survival of the country really irrelevant?

Wen Rucheng looked from afar and sighed slightly.

But I'm going to do it, and I'm going to do it to the best of my ability, for the rest of my life.

The Great Jin Dynasty must not be destroyed by the hands of fools or by the dynasty of fools.

Every movement is a sharp blade stabbing the body, and one carelessness is a body smashed to pieces, so what, a person will die eventually, whether it is heavier than Mount Tai, or as light as a feather.

I really don't want to, I'm willing to.

If a fool loses and dies, someone should follow his ambition, just like I inherited the ambition of my master Fan Gong, then he will die without any regrets.

"The test questions have been sent out, and all students can answer them." Zhongguan said in a voice.

In the Jiying Hall, on the corridor of the hall, there are various mats, separated by curtains.

All the examinees had already sat down and waited for the voice of the Zhongguan to record the questions of the imperial examination on the front scroll, and then put the questions of the imperial examination into the yellow gauze bag prepared on the mat, and tied them around their necks to prevent the questions of the imperial examination from being polluted. Loss, loss of respect, not accepted by the collector.

Xiao Ziyu copied it carefully, and then read the test questions carefully.

Each of the poems and fus is the emperor's intention.

Harmonious and auspicious poems, the heart of the heart is the Fu of Mingtang, and the theory of accumulating goodness and virtue is really the same as before.

My heart is secretly relieved, but, what should I do best?

As before, still...

After thinking for a while, I suddenly smiled and then wrote.

After the scrolls were collected by the courtiers, the scholars in the palace were led out of the Donghua Gate by the servants in the palace.

Beside the avenue, a few scholars gathered together, all wearing blue shirts, walking slowly, quite leisurely, so they started talking.

"Brother Xue, do you know Brother Wu who is number one in the provincial test?"

"Oh, the Wu family in Hezhong, I'm afraid everyone knows it!" Xue Cai replied slowly.

"Thinking of his family's library, I can't wait to take a look and have a good time."

"When you enter Chongwen Pavilion, you can see all the books in the world." Xue Cai waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Brother Xue is right, but I'm afraid there is no such hope. Chongwen Pavilion is not so easy to enter. Nowadays, everyone is fighting for one official and one poor. I am old, but I don't have much talent. Look at the front All of them are young scholars." The speaker pointed.

Xue Cai followed the trend and fell silent.

There are several people standing next to the restaurant, one of them is wearing a blue shirt with a white background, which is as tall as the bamboo in the forest, and as chic as the wind in the forest, just seeing his figure gives people an unforgettable temperament.

"The one on the far right is Xiao Ziyu, the third place in the provincial examination. It is said that he is a disciple of Mr. Hengshan Chuandi. He is really young. He has been known to the world before he is crowned."

"His appearance is beyond the reach of others. It is really enviable. In those days, wasn't it just because of his good looks that some scholars were selected as Tanhua in the palace examination?"

Several exclamations came from my ears, and Xue Cai also responded, "It is indeed a beautiful appearance and a dignified manner."

"Brother Xue, do you know? In fact, he is similar to you... During the riots in Lingzhou, his parents were in office..."

Xue Cai was stunned for a moment, silent.

"The chaos in Lingzhou back then really made people... You and I are not young. Fortunately, we have passed the provincial examination this time. Even if the rank of the palace examination is lower, it is better than being promoted. Once every three years, this is the fourth. This time. Oh!"

"What do you say to be discouraged? There is nothing terrible about losing the first place. People stumble, and horses stumble. If you don't take the exam two or three times, how will you know your true ability. Let's go and drink."

Hearing this, Xue Cai also laughed.

He is nearly thirty years old, and his family has only one wife and two daughters.

At this age, Zhongju is the envy of everyone.

The eighth provincial examination, as long as the palace examination is performed normally, wouldn't everyone be happy if he was born as a second-class Jinshi.

As for the others, Xue Cai blinked and looked at the people in front with a smile on his face.

Talents and talents vary from person to person, didn't you already know that?There are so many young talents who have been devastated and have been silent for a lifetime.How many people are working hard, and they are late bloomers.

All by personal karma.

……

"This is the top five selected." Two days later, the king of the temple held the ranking list and sighed slightly.

"Wu Guangzhong in Hezhong, Xue Cai in Xuzhou, Du Wenhan in Chuzhou, Xiao Lingyin in Liuzhou, Zhao Tianlang in Qizhou."

There are still fewer scholars in the south and more scholars in the north.

"The test papers of all students can be presented." Emperor Yongping said softly.

The attendants on the left and right bent down and lowered their heads to present the examination papers.

The emperor looked at the first page carefully, nodded slightly, the literary talent is excellent, and the imperial poems are indeed written very well.

After turning over a few pages and looking carefully, I felt a slight stabbing pain in my head, and my body was in a daze for a while, so I put down the test paper, stroked my head and said, "Forget it, let's read."

The valet held the test paper in his hand, and his voice was sweet and affectionate.

After reading to the beginning of the first commentary, the air was like a rainbow and the ocean was wanton. The emperor on the throne stabilized his body and listened carefully.

After finishing the reading, the emperor asked, "Whose theory is this?"

"It is the work of Xiao Lingyin from Liuzhou."

The emperor got up, paced around, turned around and said: "And present the test paper."

Sit down, read the scroll, and after a long time, asked again: "Is this the first in the second class?"

"Your Majesty, the rankings are all determined by Lin Zhihao and Tianzhangge Qiandaizhi."

"This volume should be the first three..." The emperor paused and asked again: "Do you know the origin of this scholar?"

"It is said that he is a disciple of Xu Daoyuan from the land of Sichuan and Sichuan. He was nineteen years old and his parents... both died."

"Xu Daoyuan, I remember the year when Fan Chun was the only invigilator, and he was ranked first in the second class. Heh, his disciple is really young. By the way, why did his parents die?"

The servant's voice was a little lower, and his body trembled.

"It is said that during the riots in Lingzhou, his mother took office with his father, and lost his parents..."

"The chaos in Lingzhou..." The emperor lowered his body, shrank a little, and his figure was a little blurred.

"You are really young, but your talents are amazing." After a while, he sighed.

"Yan'er, the year of coronation has passed. It's time for this palace to hold a good one."

The emperor looked back and rubbed his aching forehead, how time flies.

In the blink of an eye, another three years have passed.Fan Xiang, Xu Daoyuan, Yu Zhen, Wen Rucheng, how much of the old people from back then are left?

I am afraid that in a few years, nothing will exist.

Lingzhou, Lingzhou, where is there Lingzhou, it has long been the land of others.

"Liuzhou Xiao Lingyin!" Yu Zhen who was in front of the case frowned slightly, looked at the paper, and read.

"Xiao Lingyin of Liuzhou!" The divination man stood on the west side of the counter and said again.

"Xiao Lingyin of Liuzhou!" The guards below the steps, all six or seven people, all called out their names in unison.

Among all the scholars in the court, no one came out, Xiao Lingyin was stunned for a moment, and then he heard the guards yelled, and then he reacted to come out.

After answering the birthplace and father's name, he followed the guards, entered the court, and stood in line according to the first rank.

Chuanlu, also known as Rao Dian Lei.

Listening to the sound of the roll call, seeing that there was no one around me, and slowly filling up, my heart suddenly calmed down.

It is really unimaginable to be the first in the palace examination.

Is this the strength of that old ghost?

Mingzhang, I am really sad.

I have to rely on him, because I don't know too much or too much.

Holding the green Luo public uniform, light yellow silk shirt, and a light yellow silk belt, Xiao Lingyin smiled, and did not immediately take off the white blue shirt on her body like the others, and put on a green robe.

The opposite person, like him, is also holding a public uniform, with a solemn face, without any smile.

However, Xiao Lingyin vaguely remembered who this person was, and he was number one in the palace examination.

Du Wenhan, what a good name.

There is a blur in front of my eyes, my footsteps are empty, and countless pictures pass by my eyes.

They met in the bookstore back then, and they became friends at first sight.

When he was an official in Beijing, he broke willows and sent them to each other. When he was released, he sent letters to comfort him. After returning to the court, he didn't like his behavior.

This is his former friend Du Qinglang!

After standing still for a while, the smile on Xiao Lingyin's mouth disappeared completely, leaving only a bit of bitterness.

Why, and why give me such a memory.

Old ghost, you just can't see me happy for a moment, can you?

It's pathetic to not rely on the ranking you got.

Xiao Ziyu silently despised it from the side, silly boy, what else do you have to learn?snort!What are you thinking about, what I wrote is what you wrote, you are me, and I am you, are you still unwilling to admit it?

As for this memory, I give it to you to let you understand the path you have taken. It is impossible for everyone to support you. The person you love may not be together. Don’t you still understand?

After thinking about what that person was thinking, Xiao Ziyu was still somewhat gloomy.

"Xiao Lingyin, let me tell you."

Xiao Lingyin stopped, the man in his mind said decisively, without any scruples, with a kind of persistence, affirmation, which surprised him.

"I don't care what you think, or what he thinks, I just know that what I want, I will definitely get it..."

Outside the hall, most of the people around had hired carriages, but at the main entrance, several people were still waiting with three white horses.

"Zhuangyuan Lang, you can mount your horse now." A guard led the horse along the way.

"Brother Xiao, let's go!" Shen Fei smiled and pushed Xiao Lingyin.

"Qionglin Banquet, are you still waiting for us?"

Turning around and looking back, Wu Guangzhong, the second place in the list, had a serious expression and arrogance in his heart, while Tanhua Xue Cai was smiling.

The three of them got on their horses one after another. They had already changed into new clothes before, wearing green Luo official uniforms, wearing hairpins on their heads, and galloped astride their horses, their spirits flying high.

The wind moves with people, looking back at that year, there are apricot blossoms, smiling lips, and a few words are covered up.

The rain is cold, and tears are hidden, holding an oil umbrella, leaning over to wipe.

Cha Cha is generally natural and free, dizzy between the corners of the eyebrows.

"Why, are you done with your business today?" The man's laughter filled his ears.

Xiao Lingyin came back to her senses and looked at the people outside the house.

The wind is clear and the spirit is beautiful, and the jade bones are natural.

Wearing a rare yellow shirt, against the background of green bamboo leaves, bright and clean.

"Look at you, you're in a state of mind, maybe you just had some sweet dreams." He An shook his head and said with a smile.

"I just thought about the matter of the imperial examination back then. When I returned to Beijing, I went to see you again. It happened that you were hiding from the rain in the pavilion, so I held an umbrella to look for you..."

Xiao Lingyin lowered his head and smiled faintly.

"You went back to Beijing... well, it was really a long time ago, do you still remember?"

Grabbing the hand in front of him, looking at the faint scar on the slender right little finger bone, his heart ached so much that he couldn't even say anything suddenly.

When he was assassinated that year, he was still outside Beijing. How could he know anything? After more than ten days, he vaguely learned from a friend's letter that he was seriously injured.

Since then, the root cause of the disease has also fallen. Whenever it is cold and freezing, I feel weak all over, and my body is as cold as ice.

Besides blaming yourself, who else can you blame?

If I didn't want him to fight for the throne, I'm afraid there wouldn't be so many more things.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that he was wrong, too many mistakes.

Maybe this person, what he thinks in his heart, what he says is always the opposite.

He later said that the choice was his own, and he could not rely on others.

He also said that he was just worrying about it and doing stupid things.

Xiao Lingyin didn't try to argue, but just looked at him silently, holding the book in his hand under the peaceful sunlight, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised when he saw something he liked.

At this moment, it would be great if we could stop here.

I just want to keep him quietly, imprint it in my heart secretly, never forget it, never regret it.

The author has something to say: Regarding the previous chapter, there was a bit of a stream of consciousness, probably because the protagonist had a dream, in which he remembered his past, and he kept asking himself back.

After waking up from the dream, the memory is lost.

There may be more emotional dramas in the future, such as daily interaction plots, which may be lost by me