Fortunately, there is a doctor near the temple here. The children of the Qiao family went to the city without any panic to ask for time. Daxing Temple also vacated a Zen room. Zhou Yan and others breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the injured Qiao family master being settled for treatment.

Looking back, I heard laughter from the hillside of Meilin.

More than a dozen young men in white robe slid down the snow, and people and snow sometimes blended and sometimes jumped up. The entire hillside seemed to be pouring out of the Milky Way.

The students were a little dazed and shocked.

The long table feast on the hillside was even more joyful, and the young men in white robes raised their glasses and sang the songs of Xiliang that they couldn't understand, and the noise was very loud.

They stood here for a long time, but did not see a Xiliang man visiting the injured young master of the Qiao family. He seemed to have never had any previous guest.

"It's really ruthless to be a person who is not my race." A student couldn't help but say.

"I also participated in the gentleman exam. These people really have gentlemen outside, but in fact..." another elderly supervisor frowned.

Zhou Yan interrupted them with a light cough: "Don't talk about them anymore, let's go in quickly, the Zen master has been waiting for a long time." There is also a gentleman exam candidate here.

The older student also reacted and smiled slightly uncomfortablely at Xue Qing.

Xue Qing smiled at him and didn't care.

"Young Master Qingzi, you are the top of the gentleman's test. Can you ski? Win these people again to let them know that there is a sky outside the sky." A supervisor said loudly.

Xue Qing said: "Don't fight for this leisure."

Zhou Yan also changed the topic again and went to the Zen room. However, Zhou Yan looked at the boy in front of him who was slowly walking in front of him. He just replied that he was not fighting for the leisure, but he didn't say that he couldn't. So he actually knows how to ski?

The boy held a plum blossom in front of him, and the curved plum branches poked out on his shoulders, green shoulders, red plums, white jade earlobes... It looked very beautiful.

Zhou Yan couldn't help but raise his hand and rub his eyes, then touched his head, what's so good and ugly about a big man?

The Zen Room ahead has arrived, and a few people are standing there talking. When they hear the footsteps and laughter, they turn to look.

"Hey, isn't this Junior Brother Zhou?"

"Oh, it's Young Master Wang."

Two people met by chance in front of the Zen room, chatted happily, and introduced each other.

"This is..."

"This is the top of the gentleman's test list, Mr. Qingxia's disciple, Xue Qing, the young master of Qingzi, this is Wang Yun of Wuzhou and Wang Jinzhi."

"Young Master Qingzi has long been admired."

"Young Master Jinzhi is lucky to meet you."

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The bang bang sounded everywhere in the capital. People walking on the road raised their heads and watched the fireworks explode in the sky. Even during the day, they looked particularly gorgeous.

The third year of Jianxing has arrived.

Fireworks bloomed, the streets were brightly lanterns, and the crowds were surging. Xue Qing walked around and looked around.

"The first month of the capital is much lively than Chang'an Mansion." She said loudly, approaching Pei Yanzi, there were too many people, and there were noisy people, so I had to raise my voice and get closer.

Pei Yanzi nodded, keeping his pace.

Xue Qing grabbed his cloak and followed him and looked at the street. It was almost the fifteenth month before the end of the first month of the capital. The whole family went out to play, and the toys of the adults' new clothes made the street even more dazzling.

But there are a lot fewer colored sheds on the street this year.

"Before the New Year, people were injured in the color shed, and the Five City Military Affairs Office did not allow merchants to build color sheds."

"That's really boring, nothing to watch."

"Don't worry, the merchants have put all their energy into the lamp shed in the Dengshan Lantern Mountain. The 15th must be beautiful."

As they crossed the street, Pei Yanzi and Xue Qing came to a restaurant. Before they entered the building, someone waved and shouted.

"Young Master Qingzi, Young Master Yanzi, here."

The Imperial College has not had a holiday. Although the students who were not allowed to return home outside the capital were busy with their studies, they were still more relaxed than usual and had more gatherings.

The gatherings of students in the prison were a bit boring. They had drunk and joked about articles. Xue Qing listened casually. She was not like a student and didn't look like a student. After sitting for a moment, Pei Yanzi stood up and said goodbye. Xue Qing naturally left, but this time before she left the restaurant, she was surrounded by a group of people.

"Xue Qing, Pei Qin, Chang'an Prefecture, we have long admired Daming, and want to ask for advice."

Xue Qing looked at the people in front of him. The youngest ones were only twenty-three or four. They were not familiar with the daily school students, so it was not arranged by Kang Dai. Xue Qing had a good grade in the Imperial College exam before the New Year. As agreed, there would be a school student to challenge him and dissatisfied with them. Then these people were...

Without waiting for Xue Qing to ask, these people signed up for their own homes. It turned out that they were candidates from all over the country who came to take the imperial examination. They all passed the provincial examination, but they either failed the imperial examination last time, or they knew that their qualifications had given up and came back after three years.

Xue Qing knew that in May, many candidates will arrive a few months in advance. After the New Year, there are more and more students in the capital. It is really annoying. It is targeting the gentleman exam again. After all, this year's exam has become more intense. She is the best-selling bird. Come on other gentlemen exams.

"...Young Master Xue is both civil and military, and the gentleman is the top of the list. I don't know if he may compare with us."

These foreign candidates looked solemn and a little disdainful.

People often say that scholars are elegant and elegant. In fact, scholars are very fierce in disputes, especially when it comes to the Sutra of the Confucianism and Taoism. Many people on the streets learned that scholars here were all surrounded and blocked at the entrance of the restaurant, and it was a bit inconvenient to go out.

"For the New Year, let's compete during the exam." Xue Qing said.

Some candidates smiled and said, "Young Master Xue and Mr. Pei have famous teachers and noble relatives. We dare not compare with you during the exam, so we should compare in public now."

Xue Qing frowned. It seemed that today was definitely a must-have. It was too boring. She did this in public. She looked at the surveillance students who had previously held a conversation and joked upstairs. She looked down from the upstairs and had no intention of walking down.

The voices of the candidates here continue.

"...The gentleman from Chang'an Mansion passed all 20 people, which shows that he is outstanding and the two are even better than the best..."

"...why? I dare not compare? The scholars in Chang'an, Guanzhong are so timid?"

Before he finished speaking, the crowd around the door suddenly screamed, and people rushed forward like tides and fell like rice.

"Who said Chang'an Prefecture? What's wrong with the scholars in Chang'an Prefecture?"

A loud voice was thrown from outside the crowd.

Xue Qing looked a little disbelief, and then saw a boy pushing in from the crowd like a calf. There was a bunch of boys behind him, one pushing and the other shouting and clamoring.

There were noisy curses in the crowd, but they still couldn't stop the group of young people from standing in the restaurant.

The young man in the lead put his hands on his hips and glared: "What are you comparing with the scholars in Chang'an Mansion? Are you comparing to fight? I'll accompany you."

Who are you... The candidates from other places in the restaurant were shocked. What kind of fight are scholars compared to?

"Isn't it like fighting? Then compare to making art." Another young man stood up and spoke softly, but his speech was smooth and his eyebrows were sharp. "Mr. Qingxia specializes in treating the Spring and Autumn Period, so I will use the Spring and Autumn Period to discuss the topic, please give the questions."

A candidate there hesitated and said, "Then let's solve the problem in the first year of Yin Gong."

This was a bit general... But the boy did not hesitate at all. He only thought for a moment, and then said with his hands: "Chun, Wang Zhou, the first month of the first month of the year, and he was photographed..." The sound was aloud in the restaurant, and the noise from the crowd outside gradually dissipated. He stared at the young man standing and talking. Although he couldn't understand, he looked very powerful.

The scriptures were brief, and after a moment, the young man finished speaking, bowed to the candidates over there and said, "Please do not work hard, and it is impossible for me to solve the problem."

The candidates over there looked at each other, but no one stood up when hesitated.

"Who are you?" a candidate frowned.

"We are from Chang'an Prefecture, and we are all studying under Mr. Qingxia." The young men said in unison.

From Chang'an Prefecture... So that's what it is. The candidates from other places here looked at each other, and suddenly someone frowned again, "No, I haven't passed the provincial examination now, how can you enter Beijing?"

Only those who have passed the provincial examination are eligible to come to the imperial examination. What's wrong with these candidates from Chang'an Prefecture?

"We haven't passed the exam, so we don't have to take the provincial exam."

A clear voice said, everyone felt their eyes flashing and red sleeves shook. A young man in red stood up, looked at the candidates in front of him, shook his head and felt a little disdainful and contemptuous.

"We have not passed the Taoist test, and we can still discuss the meaning of the sutras with you. Are you ashamed of the juren?"

They were ashamed or not. It was the first time they saw that they were sad and ashamed that they had not passed the debut exam, but were proud. The candidates from other places looked at the boy in red and were a little stunned. Who are they?

Xue Qing smiled slightly.
Chapter completed!