I still have to have a dream, what if it is realized?

In order not to disappoint Xiaoru and Xiaoyi, to prevent Tang Yaojing from beating him, and even for his lifelong happiness, Tang Ning got up early in the morning. After training, he held a book to learn the composition of ancient Chinese.

Tang Yaoyao sat on the wall and said in surprise: "Aren't the state examinations over? What other books are you reading?"

Tang Ning looked up at her and asked, "Have you heard of it when you live and learn it until you are old?"

"No." Tang Yaoyao shook her head and said.

Of course, Tang Yaoyao had never heard of it, because this sentence was said by the ancient Athenian poet Solon.

"My life is endless, but knowledge is endless. Have you heard this sentence?" Tang Ning glanced at her and said, "What's more, the state exam is over, and there are also the imperial examination and palace exam..."

He had already understood that fireworks are easy to cool, personnel are easy to separate, nothing is reliable, only the books in his hand are eternal, and one page can gain from reading one page.

To realize your dreams and a happy life, you have to read more.

Tang Yaoyao jumped off the wall and said, "If you only read books every day, what's the point of living?"

Tang Ning thought about it and felt that what she said made sense.

So he put down the book, looked at Tang Yaoyao, and said, "You are right. You must combine work and rest when reading. Let's go out for a walk."

Tang Yaoyao was unsure: "We?"

Tang Ning nodded.

Tang Yaoyao asked, "Where is Xiaoyi?"

Tang Ning explained: "She went to see the shop with Xiaoru and was not at home."

Of course, you have to take Tang Yaoyao with you when you go out, but it’s not Zhongyi. If you really encounter danger, is it he who protects Zhongyi or Zhongyi protects him?

I went out with Tang Yaoyao, so I didn’t have such concerns.

The matter is actually not as serious as Tang Ning imagined. The reform of the imperial examination is not a joke. It is not just a few people who clamor to change it. This involves a lot and has many stakeholders.

At most, scholars in Lingzhou hold a hatred for him in their hearts, but they will not rise to physical conflicts, not to mention that few people know him.

He went out with Tang Yaoyao, and when he passed by the bun shop, he bought a bunch of buns.

Tang Yaoyao said in surprise: "Why did you buy so many buns? Can you finish eating?"

"It's useful." The shop guy wrapped the buns with a few huge lotus leaves. Tang Ning carried them with both hands and walked towards an alley not far away.

A beggar at the entrance of the alley saw him and immediately became energetic and stood up and said, "Young Master, you haven't been here for a few days!"

Tang Ning is busy with state tests these days and has no time to come out. What's more, he has told these beggars that when there is news about the little beggar, he goes to Zhong Mansion to tell him that there has been no movement for so many days, so naturally there will be no results.

He handed the buns to the beggar and said, "Take it and divide it."

"Thank you, my son, thank you!" Several beggars immediately ran over and snatched all the buns wrapped in lotus leaves.

Tang Yaoyao looked at him with surprise. She had heard Qing'er say that he often helped some beggars and chatted with those beggars...

Not long ago, he suspected that his head was coming.

In a teahouse on the street, Song Qian put down the tea cup, took a sip of tea, and said, "This Tang Jieyuan is young, but he is rarely kind in his heart."

Fang Hong looked in a certain direction and asked, "Brother Song would like to say hello with me?"

Song Qian shook his head and said, "Don't worry, wait until the Lu Ming Banquet, there is still time."

When he walked out of the alley, Tang Ning felt a little disappointed.

More than three months have passed since he came here.

The little beggar seemed to have completely disappeared from this world.

Tang Ning didn't know whether he left Lingzhou City or something unexpected happened. He didn't know when he would be able to return the bun he owed him?

Tang Yaoyao was a little strange. He rarely saw Tang Ning show such an expression. Even if the third phase of the state test ended, what he showed was more of a calmness and indifferentness, and definitely not this kind of loss...

Thinking about it carefully, since she met him, there seemed to be nothing that was taken to him by him... She looked at Tang Ning and felt more confident that there were many secrets on him that she didn't know.

Her curiosity became deeper and deeper.

"Go away!"

"Be honest!"

Two harsh voices suddenly came from the street. Tang Ning and Tang Yaoyao turned their heads and saw two constables walking on the street with a ragged beggar.

Tang Ning looked at them and asked casually: "What's going on?"

"Son-in-law, Miss Tang." A yamen runner looked at them, bowed, and then looked at the beggar and said disgusted: "I was caught in the street when I steal something. This guy will steal it once every few days. This time he must stay in the prison for a few more days!"

Tang Yaoyao looked at the beggar and frowned and said, "Those who have hands and feet can do it even if they beg. Why do you have to steal things?"

"Miss is such a bad word." The beggar looked up at her, then looked at Tang Ning again, and said, "Life is like a play. He plays a golden boy, you play a jade girl, some people play officials, some people play thieves, everyone wants to play an official, but there must be someone playing a thief..."

The beggar may have graduated from the philosophy department. Tang Ning couldn't help but look at him more often, and a riot suddenly came from behind.

Peng Chen led two yamen runners quickly through the crowd. The two constables were stunned and asked, "Boss, what happened?"

"Someone reported the case and a murder case happened outside the city. You two, come with me..." Peng Chen said quickly and hurriedly walked forward.

A murder case is naturally much more serious than theft. A detective glanced at the beggar and snorted coldly: "Let you go this time!"

Tang Yaoyao pulled Tang Ning's sleeve and whispered: "Go and have a look!"

She has always liked to join in the fun, but Tang Ning was dragged by her and soon caught up with Peng Chen.

In the teahouse, two figures stood up.

"A murder case..." Song Qian's thumb and index finger slowly rubbed his fingers and said, "Go and take a look."

...

The murder occurred at a stream outside the city. Early this morning, a farmer who came to the stream to fetch water found a body drowned in the water.

Tang Yaoyao didn't dare to look at the body, and pulled Tang Ning to hide aside from a distance.

After a while, Peng Chen came over and said with a calm face: "It's a female corpse. The identity of the corpse has been identified. Now I'll call her relatives to come and confirm."

Tang Yaoyao naturally didn't dare to stay here, so she took Tang Ning and Peng Chen to a village by the stream.

The constable had just entered the village and heard that people had died in the village, and the whole village was immediately in an uproar.

"That lady is very fierce on weekdays. Why do you say she will die if she dies!"

"On weekdays, she is the only one who harms people, who can harm her!"

"I just met her yesterday, and it was only one night. Why did this person die..."

Under the leadership of the villagers, several people soon arrived at the gate of a dilapidated courtyard.

Peng Chen knocked on the door, and the person who opened the door was a man with a fat face.

When he saw the constable, he was stunned for a moment, then shouted: "What are you doing?"

Tang Ning captured the man's face flashing rapidly when he saw the official.

Peng Chen was about to speak, Tang Ning took a step forward and said, "We found a body, suspected that the deceased was your wife, and you need to go to the scene to identify it immediately."

"What!" The man's face changed drastically, and he said in disbelief: "What's wrong with my wife?"

Tang Ning waved his hand, pulled him out of the yard, and said loudly: "Time is urgent, hurry up and go to the crime scene, there are constables waiting for you."

"Madam..." After the middle-aged man came to his senses, he cried and ran out of the village.

Among the crowd, Fang Hong shook his head and said, "This case has no beginning and no end. County Magistrate Zhong is afraid that he will have a headache again..."

Song Qian looked back at the direction where the man disappeared, shook his head and said, "Isn't this case solved?"

"What?" Fang Hong looked at Song Qian with a surprised look.

Song Qian's eyes looked at Tang Ning, a strange look appeared on his face, and he exclaimed: "It's worthy of being Tang Jieyuan!"

At the gate of the courtyard, Tang Ning looked at Peng Chen and said, "Why are you still standing there?"
Chapter completed!