There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Seventy-second piece Chapter 1: (6)

The cuisine at Chunfenglou is indeed a must-do. Guan Zhuo gave him a lot of money from his home before entering Beijing. After he entered Beijing, he lived and ate and lived in Xie’s house. In addition to the necessary expenses, he still had more than half of his money, so he invited such a table. Ximen was more than enough, but Guan Zhuo, who was so expensive, had eaten it for the first time. He insisted on the principle of not being wasted, so he vowed to swallow the last drop of vegetable juice in his stomach.

Compared with him, Xie Ji's eating habits are much more elegant. Their grandfather was in the medicine hall, and naturally he also read the book. The daughter he taught was also a literate and gifted teacher, so Xie Ji used to be when he was very young. He loves to be clean, and he never fights in the mud like other children all day long. After Liang's death, he and Linglong brothers and sisters depended on each other for fate, and their words and deeds were unknowingly affected by Linglong, which made him and those family members The nobles have a meal together, and the manners are not bad.

Guan Zhuo is much more rude, he has already set everything at his age, and he can't learn even if he wants to.

The three of them ate a whole table of noodles cleanly. Xie Ji didn't want to waste it. Guan Zhuo wanted to eat it back. Linglong was because the taste was really good. In the end, Linglong still had a slender waist. Xie Ji was also a noodle. Without changing his color, only Guan Zhuo collapsed on the chair stroking his protruding belly and sighed: "I have eaten, I have eaten, I have eaten, I have eaten..."

The pavilion of the Chunfeng Building also sent a pot of hawthorn tea, saying that it was for a few guests to consume. Guan Zhuo was touched by the considerate service, because this hawthorn tea was actually free of money!

He poured a cup and poured it in in one breath. He didn't know if it was an illusion, it seemed that he was really more comfortable.

Xie Ji got up and pulled her sister up: "Let's go outside for a walk, so we can eat."

Guan Zhuo slumped on the chair and waved his hand: "You, you go, I won't go... I really can't walk..." He said, he hiccups loudly, and Xie Ji immediately pulled on because of being too vulgar. The younger sister stayed away from this guy, and by the way kept Changsheng, and asked him to send Guan Zhuo home later.

The capital is prosperous, even when it is dark, the street is crowded with people, and the vendors are enthusiastically soliciting customers. There are everything for sale. Under the colorful lights, the night is bright as day. This liveliness It will gradually dissipate until nightfall. Today is the day when the champion is parading the streets. The people are also very happy. The shopkeeper was only recognized by the shopkeeper when he thanked him in the Chunfeng Tower. The shopkeeper asked him for a calligraphy, Guan Zhuo All the money requested for the meeting was returned without any change. Guan Zhuo, who was still slumped in the box, didn't even know it.

But you can also imagine how excited he will be when he learns.

There are hundreds of scholars admitted this time, and scholars are on the list. Naturally, they don’t look down on those vulgar methods of celebration. Instead, they use poetry clubs to replace their joy, but no one can contact the mysterious champion man, said Really, as soon as the test results came out, the top ranking was not the talented person from all over the world who made the limelight at the poetry fair, but he was a scholar who had never heard of it. Many people also doubted the fairness of the test. You must know that you will participate this year. The test candidates are all the best candidates from all states and counties, and there are many talents who have gained a reputation at a young age. Why did this Huiyuan fall on a little-known scholar?

There were constant rumors in private, and I learned that this Huiyuan never participated in poetry clubs and did not interact with scholars, which made people more and more dissatisfied.

When the scholars become sour, there is nothing to do with Lemon. Linglong thinks that they are very similar to the plastic girlfriends in the school. They are careful and carefree. At least after her brother became the Huiyuan, those greetings flew like snowflakes. Xie Ji left them aside for Changsheng to deal with it without looking at them. He didn't bother to spend precious time with these people. On the snake.

He doesn't need friends.

But there is a saying, the enemy’s road is narrow, and Xie Ji in the palace test is a blockbuster. Not only is his appearance the most outstanding, but even his talents are also a lot of others. The faces of all the tributes turned green when they heard that one person was too pushy, and the others would naturally lose sight of them. How could the emperor see them in his eyes? Even the emperor personally asked Xie Ji's ambitions! How can there be such a thing! Which champion didn't start from the Hanlin Academy, how could he have privileges when he came to Xie Ji? !

Therefore, Xie Ji led her sister to go shopping for food, and met this group of Gongshi who had just met to go to the Changting Corridor in the suburbs of Beijing to have a poem meeting. Xie Ji naturally did not remember who they were. They wanted to forget Xie Ji but it was very difficult... Seeing Xie Ji also brought a girl with a beautiful face but faintly childish, and someone said with a yin and yang strange air: "The number one scholar is really a blessing. He was named on the gold list just now, and there is such a peerless beauty around him. It is really good for people to live. I'm jealous."

Xie Ji looked at him coldly. The man was a little bit stunned, but still forced to look suave, and opened the folding fan in his hand with a slam, pretending that the Yushu is in the wind. Compared with the Jilan Yushu's Xie Ji, it is nothing but an effect. , It's just a joke.

Guy Xie Ji and Linglong seem to be quite different in age. Everyone knows that the champion is not married yet, but there is a beauty around him, and he is holding people's hand affectionately, which is really a bit of a vulgarity. Another humane said: "I'm about to go to the poem meeting, can the champion scholar be together?"

In today’s hall examination, Xie Ji remained calm and self-sufficient throughout the whole process. He also responded to the questions of the examiner and the emperor. It became more and more of the same group of other examinees like a Hapi. He did not hide his own light at all, so he was under this light. Of the candidates automatically unite and isolate him spontaneously, wanting to show him a good look.

Xie Ji was tired of these people who always disturbed their brothers and sisters. He didn't even bother, led Linglong and turned around, but these people refused to let it go. The street was blocked. Xie Ji had to go to the poetry meeting with them. .

Linglong tugged at her elder brother's slender fingers, scratched his palm, smiled super sweetly, thank you when you saw it, knowing that she wanted to join in the fun, just hope that this group of people will not regret later, and their faces will be small. The girl tore off and stepped on the soles of her feet, which is not something to be proud of.

The poems of the Gongshis did not prohibit others from attending, so even though it was night, there were many curious people who were waiting on the water pavilion promenade early. Among them, there were some aristocratic ladies who were relatively open-minded and would not force women to stay out of the gate. The second door is not good, but some old-fashioned people do call for women to be virtuous if they want to follow the four virtues of the husband and the son. Xie Ji has always regarded these as deaf ears.

Because of his mother and younger sister, he has some pity for women in this world.

"Ah, I'm sorry." The person who held the poem meeting is said to be a Huzhou gifted man. This time he is the number one in the second class. He learned from a great Confucian and lost to Xie Ji, who was unconvinced, so he was deliberately embarrassed. "I don't know that the champion will come, so I have not prepared a seat for the champion. If the champion is not disgusted, you can sit there."

The direction of his finger is the corner of the poetry club, basically sitting there is a signboard, and he has no chance with the poetry club.

Xie Ji looked at him coldly, turned and left.

He didn't say a word, and didn't answer other people's words. When the talented Huzhou man saw him so shamelessly, his face suddenly became hard to look: "Thank you!"

At this moment, he is no longer called the champion of yin and yang, but directly calls his name.

"I want to call people, and I want to exclude them. It turns out that a disciple of a great Confucian scholar is such a virtue." Linglong tut loudly. A beauty like her has brighter eyes than the stars in the sky, and she doesn't seem to be too ridiculous when she shows a mocking look. It is ashamed to say, "If you refuse to accept it, come to the competition. With this method, I still think that the person in front of me is not like a talented person, but like a fool. The threshold of talented person is already so low."

Her voice was sweet and crisp, flying on the promenade of the water pavilion, and even the people watching around felt that, wow, what the little girl said made sense!

The scholars love face and are not good at arguing about words. The talented man in Huzhou flushed and said, "I waited several times to ask him and he didn't come. Who really looks down on whom?!"

"You also said please." Linglong replied, "Since it is a request, others have the right to refuse. Oh, I understand. Your request is just talking casually. If you don't come, you will lose face, just like me. I went to people’s ancestral grave and told them that I really wanted to buy it, but if they didn’t sell it, they looked down on me. This is the truth, and I have been taught."

The talented scholar in Huzhou said angrily: "Nonsense!"

This is a very obvious concept of stealing, but unfortunately he doesn't know what to answer, so he angrily scolds: "It's hard to raise a woman and a villain! I don't know what you are! Thank you! Thank you! What is your ability to hide behind a woman! Let's walk the streets with your hands, defy the morals! Shameless!"

Xie Ji did not let go of the hands he was holding with Linglong. He didn't think there was anything wrong with holding hands with his sister. There were so many people on the street, and she was so small. He was afraid of losing her, and they were brothers and sisters connected by blood. If it's because of what an outsider says, it takes a hundred and eighty thousand miles to call a rule, then it doesn't matter if the rule is not followed.

He took his sister, went and took out the chair in the corner, and placed it in the middle of the corridor of the water pavilion. After letting her sister sit on it, he grew up and looked calm, and uttered a few words: "Let's start."

Although he has spent many years in Fengcheng, Fengcheng is closed again, and educational resources are not good, but he has a baby sister, Linglong can always get him all kinds of weird books covering all walks of life. Didn't notice that there was a problem, but so what? He doesn't care about the secrets of his sister, as long as she is by his side, as long as the brother and sister never separate, he doesn't care about the others.

Really compared to educational resources, these scholars should be much scarcer than him. The experience, vision, and disposition of Xie Ji are not comparable to those of the scholars who grew up in this greenhouse. They asked him to compete, but they took their own humiliation. That's it.

Linglong sat on a chair and listened to her brother's tongue and confucianism, comparing poems, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. How could these people be her brother's opponents? How can they be regarded as the brother she cultivated by herself. How can mortals compare with him?

Compared to the last group of people, there are dishes, and they can’t dig into them anymore. All of them are downcast, but the people who watched the lively thought that today’s poem meeting was particularly exciting, and they would come to see it in the past, although they don’t understand. This group of scholars are talking about something, but they are all literary, and with the appearance of shaking their heads and looking high and dusty, it is really different from ordinary people. As a result, this handsome and outstanding champion man came today, and his eyes grow on the top of his head. The scholars were all wilted. At the end, I don’t know who led the head. There was applause. It caused the other scholars to blush. Not winning is meaningless to him.

It would be better for these people not to bother him in the future. He is really tired of always having irrelevant people disturbing the lives of their brothers and sisters. Is it really that difficult to ignore each other and not communicate?

In the crowd, the beautiful young lady wearing a veil stared at Xie Ji’s back intently. There was also a young girl of the same age who was walking with her. Seeing her in a daze, she knocked her lightly and teased: "How about me? Didn't you lie to you? The number one scholar was born well."

The beautiful girl's face blushed slightly, and then she became a little cold: "Who is the girl next to him? I heard that he is nineteen years old. Isn't he married yet?"

"Looking at the two of them, they looked like a god, they didn't look like a husband and wife, they looked like brothers and sisters."

When I heard that the two might be brothers and sisters, the beautiful girl's eyes lit up, but she also knew that she was reserved, and said: "It is indeed a gentleman, a handsome man, and a high school champion. These scholars can't compare to him. But my mother. I won’t look at the champions in the district. What are the champions? There are many champions in the Hanlin Academy who have been unsuccessful in previous years."

In short, Xie Ji’s current situation is that the slightly wealthy people regard him as a son-in-law, but the truly powerful people will not list him as a son-in-law candidate. Unless he can make a difference in the future, he would think. To marry a real noble lady is as difficult as heaven.

Therefore, in the eyes of these two girls, they can see Xie Ji. That is really the blessing that Xie Ji has cultivated in eight lifetimes. Xie Jiazu’s tomb must be madly smoked to have this opportunity, so why would he refuse? The ones that don't exist, well, they are the only ones who choose him, and they don't have the right to say no.

I hope he can compete more and don't lose sight of everyone. If this is the case, he may be able to stand out in her husband-in-law's selection in the future and let her father and mother value it.

After all, she wants a talented and handsome man to be her husband more than those noble sons who only know to please her and flatter her and have no family background.

If it drags on, it will be bad if the emperor gives her a marriage. She doesn't want to marry the prince. Her father and mother have been in love for a lifetime. In the future, she will also find someone like her father to be her husband, so she won't share it with other women.

But which son of the noble family is not three wives and four concubines? Even if there are no concubines, there are a few people in the room before adulthood.

Xie Ji didn’t know that anyone had included himself in the list of future husbands-in-laws, he only knew that he had to be more cautious and harder. Xinyanghou was a big mountain above his head, and Da Sima was in charge of the world’s military and horses. How much did he have to spend? Time to reach their heights?

He doesn't know, but the last thing he fears is to wait, because he has enough patience and perseverance.

Three days after the end of the palace examination, the admitted students were assigned positions. It is impossible for a top three scholars like Guan Zhuo to stay in the capital. They were assigned to a remote county magistrate, who was the second best. He entered the Hanlin Academy as before and was awarded the Seventh-Rank Compilation, while the champion Lang unexpectedly did not enter the Hanlin as his predecessors. Unexpectedly, I didn't understand what the emperor meant.

There is a saying that "non-Hanlin does not enter the Hanlin" and "non-Hanlin does not enter the cabinet." The Hanlin Academy is the only way for senior civil servants in all dynasties. Put it in the Criminal Department, why is this?

It is really unpredictable.

If it were to be released to the official department of the Ministry of Households, there would still be a statement, but the Ministry of Criminal Affairs...what does the Ministry of Criminal Affairs have? If you want oily water than oily water, and the future has no future, it is better to be honest in the Imperial Academy for 30 to 40 years.

What is the picture of the champion man? As we all know, the Ministry of Industry and the Criminal Ministry is the worst, especially the Ministry of Criminal Affairs. It is really a small case in three days and a big case in five days. One, it's a thankless place.

As everyone knows, this is what Xie Ji asked for. He is very clear about his position, fighting? Now that Guotai and the people are safe, not to mention that there is no war, that is, he is not necessarily better than the soldiers of Dasima and Xinyanghou who have experienced many battles. It is even more difficult to make military merits. Go to the Imperial Academy. Seniority? It is true, but he does not want to spend so much time; he knows his own advantages: calm, sharp, bold and careful, remembering his thinking ability and logical ability is far beyond ordinary people, when he was still in Fengcheng, he often assisted Pu My lord, there is no quicker way to become famous than to solve a few shocking cases.

When he was still in Fengcheng, Master Pu once caught a group of criminals who ran around and thieved. After being arrested, the group of criminals claimed that they were from Ganzhou and had fled. But in recent years, the weather has been smooth, and I have never heard of a disaster in Ganzhou. Where does this come from? So on the way to Beijing, Xie Ji made a special circle and passed through Ganzhou. Now the map is forbidden to sell. If you want to understand the land of the dynasty, you can only rely on your own feet to walk around and draw with a pen.

The weather in Ganzhou is humid and rainy all year round. The group of thieves said that the **** in Ganzhou broke in the spring. Master Zhizhou blocked the news and sent people to various households to recruit adult men to repair the dyke. The group of them used to be idle, and it was even more miserable when they were caught to work. They escaped with their lives and fled all the way north to Fengcheng. They originally planned to get some money to find a place to settle, but the money just arrived. Before I got warm in my pocket... I was caught.

Speaking of which, I can't help but tears.

Master Pu is just a small county. Ganzhou is thousands of miles away from Fengcheng. He has no authority or ability to manage. He tried to write to Shangfeng to mention it, but was told that it had nothing to do with him. Master Pu did not have much ambitions. As long as the people of Fengcheng live and work in peace and contentment, there is nothing he can do about the people in other places.

When they went to Beijing to pass the Ganzhou exam, Xie Ji went to see the dam that had been repaired.

The shoddy construction and cutting corners will surely break the bank again this year.

In addition, the people in Ganzhou have very poor spirits, the streets are too quiet and dead, even the vendors who set up the stalls are lifeless, but there are magically no beggars in the streets and alleys, and there are very few adult men, mostly old and weak women and children. The shopkeeper of the inn where they hit the tip had his mouth as tight as a clamshell, and he refused to say anything no matter what they asked.

A major event is going to happen in Ganzhou.

Xie Ji can't turn the tide, but he is willing to fight this one. He will first register the number in the emperor's heart. He will be a lone minister, a master, and let Xie Fengwang kowtow in front of his mother's grave to apologize!

This is his opportunity.

Xie Ji later pried open the shopkeeper’s mouth with money, and agreed with him to exchange a letter every month, which would have been intercepted by others. Xie Ji specially taught the shopkeeper’s secret words. The state's winds and grasses, Xie Ji knows everything well.

He didn't hide his sister, because if he could take this task, he would definitely take his sister with him. Xie Ji didn't hide anything from Linglong, and even made it clear to her sister that she wanted to make her famous all over the world.

Linglong doesn't think Xie Ji is despicable. Is there any other way to not do this? They were declining, so could it be straightforward to tell the emperor that there was an abnormality in Ganzhou? Not to mention whether the emperor will believe it, but whether he can see the emperor's face has to be said otherwise!

In ancient times, news progressed slowly and the channels of dissemination were limited. It might take ten and a half months for a message to reach the emperor's ears, provided that no one intercepted it, and wanted to sue the imperial court without going through the program? The ashes are all raised for you!

Many people will die, but Xie Ji has nothing to do. He can't do anything because he is still too weak at this moment.

As Xie Ji expected, Ganzhou is the rainy season for nine months throughout the year, and the sun is hard to see all year round. In June, Xie Ji received a letter from the shopkeeper saying that Ganzhou sent a flood, but fortunately only half of it was destroyed. For the dam, Master Zhizhou began to recruit strong men to repair the dyke, but the heavy rains continued for days and many people were killed by the water. However, the government did not give any pensions. Seeing the heavy rains, his heart was flustered.

In July, Xie Ji did not receive a letter from the shopkeeper.

The Ganzhou flood finally could not be covered, and it broke out completely. The emperor was furious and sent officials to provide relief, but after three batches of officials, none of them could come back alive!

It is said that he died in a disaster, but who knows how to die? The next day the emperor was furious in the early dynasty and asked if the Qing family took the initiative to go to Ganzhou. The court was silent. The emperor repeated the question three times, but no one answered. Just as he was about to get angry, Xie Ji gave his hand and went out: "Chen Yuan Past!"

The three words were eloquent, and the emperor was very impressed with him. In the past few months, he has been paying attention to this young champion man. He is also very satisfied with the performance of his criminal department. Seeing that there is only this weak youth in the Manchu civil and military affairs. Stepping forward, the emperor was extremely disappointed in his heart. He immediately called Xie Ji as an imperial envoy, and went to Ganzhou with the gold medal!

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