After rain after rain, the spring day was strong and it was so difficult. Chunxiao yawned and stopped half of her head, leaning against the window and looking at the street.

The residences facing the street are always noisy and disliked. Few prostitutes who are qualified to choose a residence rarely choose here. Chunxiao chose this place. She leaned on the window to enjoy the scenery on the street without any time, and she became a scene on the street.

The noise from the streets has been even more intense recently.

"This is what it means to get lazy and dress up."

Chunxiao looked down with her eyebrows and saw a group of Lanshan men passing by on the street, wearing square scarves and holding folding fans, and they were all looking up. When she saw her, some of them closed their eyes and some raised their hands to greet her sister, saying that she could have time.

"When the young men are in high school, I will definitely have time." Chunxiao said with a smile.

The scholars were immediately even happier to ask Chunxiao's name. Chunxiao smiled and ignored it. The examination began in one month. Scholars from all over the country gathered in the capital. No matter where they were, they could see groups of scholars talking loudly in the accents of the places.

There were naturally many brothels. Chunxiao yawned again and stretched his hand. I wonder how many people on the street were fascinated by this posture... but I had never seen Xue Qing before.

Do you study hard every day? No, Chunxiao looked into the distance with his chin, and he was both Cuju and poetry. However, although he didn't see him, he also made himself a fortune. Thinking of this, his eyes were curling and smiling.

"Smile."

"I only know what a real smile is today."

"The capital is indeed different from the countryside."

There were admiration coming from the street.

I am a country man in Chang'an. You sorrow scholars, Chunxiao raised his hand to close the window, but suddenly he heard noise coming from the street.

"...Go and see, the painting of the Shouweng has been put out."

"...Shouweng hasn't had a new work for a long time, how did he release it today?"

"...It's probably because Shandong candidates have had a big fuss with the gentleman exam candidates."

"...Ah yes, Shou Weng also participated in the gentleman's test..."

"...These gentleman exam candidates really hate it... Let's go and cheer for the Shandong candidates, why are they afraid of them?"

The scholars on the street were leaving noisy and noisy. Chunxiao held the window with his hand and looked in the direction they were going. The gentleman tests the candidates, but it’s not so much. Just don’t mess with Xue Qing.

"Sister Chunxiao, Official Wu has invited you."

The little maid greeted me outside the door. It was almost noon, and the banquet in Zuixian Tower also began. Chunxiao responded and smiled and pulled up the window.

.........

......

A crowd rushes on the street, and a young man walking among them suddenly stops.

"What?" Zhang Liantang asked, and as Xue Qing looked up at Zuixianlou, he smiled, "It sounds familiar? Go in and take a look?"

Xue Qing smiled and said, "I am a bad reputation that can kill people even when writing poetry, so don't read it everywhere." He raised his foot and walked forward.

Zhang Liantang followed with a smile. The two walked through the bustling streets and walked out of the city gate. Not far along the city wall was a small temple. Before entering, they heard the noise and bustle inside. When they entered, they saw many scholars scattered. Now, in addition to restaurants and tea shops, the temple is also a place where candidates go to Beijing to take the exam.

Although the exam period is approaching, many candidates still call on friends to travel around, gather and drink to attract scriptures, and talk about the scriptures. The monks in the temple and the people who incense incense do not think it is surprising. Occasionally, there are idle people watching. Especially this time, in addition to talking about it, a painting was hung in the bamboo pavilion of the temple. The painting is very simple, a plate of lychees and a white porcelain lotus plate, with a string of lychees and a string of bright red and green leaves condensed.

Standing a little farther, it is more realistic.

"Mom, mom, there are lychees over there."

A little boy was hugged and shouted by, putting his fingers into his mouth and sucking.

"I want to eat lychees, too."

This little boy dressed in a wealthy way and obviously had eaten lychees, but no matter how rich the lychees are, they cannot be eaten at all times. Now, they think about them, which makes everyone around them laugh.

The little boy was at a loss and cried out in anger. The family hugged him and walked closer to the Zhuzi Pavilion, explaining to him that this was not true, it was a painting, and he also praised it as a great painting. He had never seen it before... Speaking of this, one of the scholars around the bamboo pavilion turned his head.

"There are so many paintings like this, why is it so strange?" he said.

This man was tall and big, with a black face, and a loud voice. The sudden sound made the family start to start crying. The little boy who had already stopped crying suddenly started to cry again.

"Why are you so fierce..."

"I'm not fierce, I'm just talking...."

"...It's not okay to praise the good painting?"

"... So what if you draw well? No matter how colorful the articles are, are there any more colorful flowers?"

When the family heard this, they understood that they no longer argued and shook their heads and left. Every time they had a big exam, they were like this. A group of scholars talked together and mocked and despised each other. The literati looked down on each other... They were safe after the exam.

The scholars who left the bamboo pavilion were still angry.

"...Isn't it right? For example, this thin man draws well, but he does not take any other subjects."

"...I haven't even passed the gentleman's test, so why are you proud?"

"......These gentleman test candidates are like this. We do not deny that they are superior to their piano, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

"...Yes, let them show their full display in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and become famous all over the world, but why should I come to the imperial examination here?"

"...I'm not satisfied, I'm not satisfied...I don't know if these candidates are not satisfied, or the officials of the court are not satisfied."

"...I won't be able to try to position a gentleman in the future... Then who in the world is still studying hard?"

"...I have to ask Wang Lieyang, the great prime minister..."

Even if this is a discussion of the current political officials, the scholars paused and turned their heads to look behind them. In addition to the familiar ones, there were two new faces.

"Brother, is it..." asked an older scholar.

Zhang Liantang returned the ceremony and said, "On Shaanxi Road."

But that wasn't over. Another scholar looked at him and asked, "I wonder if the teacher is?"

Zhang Liantang said: "Gao Chengye."

Although everyone will not know about the main tests in various places, there is only one main tester in the gentleman exam. Jiang Xian, after Zhang Liantang's answer, these scholars' expressions were much more relaxed.

"It turns out to be the same subject." Everyone bowed again. The gentleman tests that the candidates are not considered the same subject as them. Since they are their own people, they can speak casually. In previous years, they were not so close to the same subject, but this year they had foreign enemies, so they were their own people.

"That Wang Lieyang..." someone continued.

Halfway through, a scholar thought of something and glanced at another boy, saying, "Is this guy the same?"

Xue Qing nodded, looked at Zhang Liantang, and said, "We are the same."

There is no scholar in the world who does not recognize his teacher, and he said that it is the same. The scholar smiled and nodded at Xue Qing, ashamed of his many questions.

Because they were people like me, they continued to talk and talk, manipulating Wang Lieyang to take the gentleman's test, and then controlling the news of the test as if they were personally seeing each other, but some people expressed their opposition.

"I heard that it was arranged by Mr. Chen behind the scenes..."

"Zheng Ye? Who did you hear?"

"It is said that it was reported from the Imperial College..."

Hearing this, Xue Qing signaled Zhang Liantang to leave, Zhang Liantang turned around. The scholars there were even more excited because of the new news and didn't care about their coming and going.

Xue Qing and Zhang Liantang walked onto the corridor, and the hustle and bustle behind them were gradually left behind.

"What they said is right?" Zhang Liantang said.

He asked the candidates about the matter between Wang Xiangye and Chen Xiangye. Xue Qing nodded and said, "Yes." He smiled and whispered, "The examination is a major event for scholars all over the world. He passed the imperial examination, so Wang Xiangye and Chen Xiangye both competed secretly."

Zhang Liantang smiled and said, "There is a high-ranking official in the court who is different, and the information is very sensitive." He naturally refers to Jiang Xian.

Xue Qing smiled without saying a word of consent, but of course the news was not told by Jiang Xian, but Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng had previously said that he should take advantage of the examinations that scholars all over the world should use the fraud case to cause turmoil among the court officials, and expose the truth about the emperor's death in a noisy way. In this way, Qin Tangong and others could not stop it and could not immediately cover it up and calm it down.

But for Wang Lieyang, Chen Sheng's actions in the examination were a challenge to him, so he was vigilant and investigated and fanned the flames. In short, some chaos was just a pity that these candidates were exploited for making noises.

After a few steps, he left the corridor and turned to the side hall. As soon as he walked up to the side hall, he saw two women standing in front of the hall gate to look at the murals in the hall. When he heard footsteps, he turned his head. Xue Qing stopped and Zhang Liantang stopped. He saw that the two women were also fifteen or sixteen years old, one of whom had a face covering his entire face.

Xue Qing bowed and said, "Ms. Song."

Song Ying returned the favor and said, "Young Master Qingzi." His voice smiled again, "I'm really not waiting for you this time."

Xue Qing smiled and said nothing.

Song Ying continued, "Did Young Master Qingzi come to see the painting?" This word also explained his purpose.

Xue Qing responded to the yes.

Song Ying chuckled and said, "Compared to the gentleman's trial, Young Master Qingzi thinks that this thin man's painting has made progress? Can it be ranked alongside Young Master Qingzi?"

Xue Qing thought about it seriously and nodded, "I think it can."

Song Ying laughed, so even if he improves, he can only be ranked alongside him. Xue Qing is arrogant.

Zhang Liantang whispered: "Minghui and the others are here."

Xue Qing looked at it and saw Chu Minghui, Zhang Shuangtong and others shaking their heads and walking towards them, Song Ying also looked back.

"Miss Song, go and read the paintings, let's take a step first." Xue Qing said.

Song Ying nodded and bowed his head, and the woman next to him also bowed. Xue Qing and Zhang Liantang nodded and returned the bow and went past them and faced Chu Minghui and others. Chu Minghui had already seen them and Song Ying behind him.

"Hey! Which woman..." Chu Minghui stared and tiptoed over Xue Qing and looked, "Is that..."

Xue Qing said: "Yes." At the same time, he reached out and stopped Chu Minghui who was about to step over him. "If you leave, you will starve to death. Have a meal first."
To be continued...