Tong Tongzhi and Tongxu were waiting anxiously. Whether they could become a disciple of Grand Secretary Gu would be here. If Lord Liu was willing to help, Tongxu could also participate in the 20-day competition. This is the first step to becoming a disciple.

After a while, Liu Jian said coldly: "You guys go back and prepare, don't lose to a little girl then."

"Thank you, sir." The father and son were overjoyed, thanked each other repeatedly, and finally left the study room.

"Sir." A figure came out of the inner room. The middle-aged man was wearing a blue shirt and poured a cup of tea and handed it to Liu Jian. "If the sir, I'm afraid the emperor will not be able to explain it."

The outside world is not clear, but officials above the third rank in the court know the inside story. The achievements of movable type printing have been attributed to the court and the emperor, but the one who really made contributions was Zhan Feiyu.

The little girl did not ask for any reward, so the emperor asked Mr. Gu to accept her as his disciple. On the one hand, it was considered to commend Zhan Feiyu, and on the other hand, it was to prevent Mr. Gu from accepting other people as his disciples, so as to avoid the appearance of a friend in the court.

Liu Jian's expression was dim and difficult to tell, and his hoarse voice suppressed his anger, "This little girl Zhan Feiyu is a trouble."

She can not be afraid of those unbearable rumors for Master Lin; she can challenge Wan Yunhao to avenge Zhao; Liu Jian had to beware that one day Zhan Feiyu would face him for Chen Weibin, and the little girl was not afraid, but But Gu Qingzhou had to be careful.

"You go and arrange it..." Liu Jian's voice was low, and his ruthless eyes were full of murderous intent.

The middle-aged man was stunned. He seemed to have not expected that Liu Jian had such a plan, but he nodded and quickly left the study to make arrangements.

...

The highest officials received by the County Schools and the Three Provincial Halls were just the county magistrate and the prefectural school. But today, not only Grand Secretary Gu, but also Prince Yipinyu, were all here.

Prefect Zhang, a rank like Tongtongzhi, was definitely a high-ranking position in the past, but today he could have a chair sitting down, he was already a wise and wise man from Prince Yu.

"Xiaoyu, come to pay homage to Prince Yu and all the lords." Gu Qingzhou, who was in charge of the main position, spoke loudly. His intimate attitude was not like dealing with the emperor, and he was obviously very satisfied with this little disciple.

"Hmph, it's true that there are good teachers and disciples!" Prince Yu, who was sitting on the left ring chair, snorted coldly.

Although he was born as a general, he was already 70 years old this year. He rushed from the capital to Shangsi County. The key was to make the matter of Gu Qingzhou's master and apprentice. Prince Yu had a dark face, and both of these master and apprentice would make trouble.

"Students pay homage to the prince." Zhan Feiyu knelt down and bowed. The trouble caused by her teacher was caused by her disciple, so she could only bear it.

Prince Yu looked at the little girl with red lips and white teeth, a small white and fat ball. As a result, his stern face softened a little, "Get up, you can use this jade pendant to play with."

Prince Yu gave a gift to him, and Liu Jian, Zhang and others also gave a gift to him. After receiving it, Zhan Feiyu stood behind Gu Qingzhou, with a well-behaved and sensible appearance, and he didn't look like a person who was causing trouble.

Too lazy to greet others, Prince Yu had an old face full of wrinkles, and his loud voice was full of energy, "As a Grand Secretary of the Hanlin Academy, you can avoid laziness!"

"Now the country is peaceful and the people are peaceful, the rivers are clear and the seas are peaceful, and the officials are just stealing their lives for half a day." Gu Qingzhou chose to forget the oral order that the emperor asked him to return to the capital.

"Then you might as well resign and return to your hometown. The next twenty or thirty years will make you feel bad!" Prince Yu raised his beard and retorted without hesitation. Gu Qingzhou was the best at pretending, otherwise how could he have deceived him back then? Jiaojiao fell in love with her at first sight!

Liu Jian, Zhang Prefect Zhang, Tongtongzhi and others suppressed their surprise and glanced at Prince Yu and Grand Secretary Gu who were present without hesitation. Didn’t they say that they had a rift? This doesn’t look like that.

As for the commander of the Forbidden Dragon Guard who did not appear from beginning to end, Prince Yu did not speak, Gu Qingzhou avoided talking, and others dared not ask.

After a moment, Liu Jian winked at the Tongtongzhi sitting down.

His face turned slightly pale. Tongtongzhi looked at Prince Yu, who was covered in blood and murderous clothes, and then looked at the treacherous Grand Secretary Gu. Although he was nervous, he had no way out for his career and for his family.

Seeing that Gu Qingzhou and Prince Yu paused their conversation, Tongtongzhi hurriedly stood up and saluted, "I am begging the prince."

"What's the matter?" Prince Yu glared at Gu Qingzhou who was instructing Zhan Feiyu to pour tea. The little girl was his disciple, not the little maid he ordered.

"Report to the prince, the dog son..." Tong Tongzhi knelt on the ground, Yan Dao how Tongxu admired Grand Secretary Gu. As his father, he could only lick his old face and ask Prince Yu to be kind, so that Tong Xu could also participate in the competition.

With a frown, Prince Yu's face became cold and his fierce aura made the kneeling Tongtongzhi tremble.

Prince Yu is a military general, but he is not a fool. He said he was participating in the competition, but he came to be a disciple.

Gu Qingzhou smiled meaningfully and asked Chen Weibin: "Mr. Chen, how many scholars have gathered in Shangsi County?"

He quickly stood up, Chen Weibin saluted and replied: "Sir, according to the statistics of the officials, there are currently more than 1,300 scholars."

Scholars flocked to the scene, and Chen Weibin, the county magistrate, also became busy. The yamen runners patrol three times a day to maintain public order, while the minor officials went door to door to promote the house. They could temporarily rent out the house, but they could not start the price.

All shops and vendors must also follow the arrangements of the yamen. The food must be clean and hygienic. The price should be slightly raised, so the price should not be raised.

"Tongxu wants to participate, and more than a thousand people must also want to participate. Tong Gong, it is better to let the provincial examination be advanced. You can't favor one or the other." Gu Qingzhou said calmly, but he put Tong Tongzhi on the fire and roasted it.

Why can Tongxu participate, but can't other scholars? If all of them are participated, isn't the competition of more than a thousand people an imperial examination? Since ancient times, only emperors can give tribute. How many heads can Tongtongzhi be enough to cut?

Besides, Gu Qingzhou took in disciples, and even a cat and a dog were involved. The father and son of the same family were very brave!

Tong Tongzhi, who was questioned, looked pale and trembling, apologized with a trembling body. "There is no intention of this. Please give me a clear idea. The official just wants to fulfill his son's intention of studying and enterprising."

"Master Gu." Liu Jian raised his lips and smiled, and his drooping eyes raised slightly, "As the saying goes, you don't know how high the sky is; you don't know how thick the earth is when you don't come to the deep stream. Wan Yunhao is the south Xiaoyu, the youngest juren in Xuanfu, is also known as a child prodigy. It is normal for Tongxu to compete with each other. What do the prince thinks?"

"My Lord, how old is the son? Do you have fame and fortune?" Prince Yu originally planned to refuse, but when he saw Gu Qingzhou's face, he got angry and came up. It was not easy to make Gu Qingzhou unhappy.

Tongtongzhi hurriedly replied: "The dog is twenty-one this year and has already achieved fame and reputation as a scholar."

Prince Yu was stunned. He thought Tongxu was also a child prodigy, so he tried every means to become a disciple. He only took the exam for scholars in his twenties. Not to mention the capital, such scholars are probably a lot of people even in the Nanxuan Mansion. .

Prince Yu, who was deeply deceived, had a deep face and scolded him angrily: "Does he still want to win the little girl to make a name?"

It’s nothing more than a big deal at this age, and it’s not a good thing to win!

"Your words are not bad, Tongxu can't beat my disciple." Gu Qingzhou's voice sounded firmly and continued lazily: "Since you want to compete, then compare, the bet remains unchanged, so I have thought about it. ”

Whoever wins in this competition will be appointed as a disciple of Grand Secretary Gu, but the loser will give up his pen and cannot participate in the imperial examination. The future of this life will be over.

Tong Tongzhi's body shook, and he gritted his teeth and took the conversation, "Thank you, the prince and Lord Gu for your help."

...

Tomorrow is the day of the competition, and the news that Tongxu will also participate in the competition will spread again in Shangsi County.

"Brother Zhu, don't think about it. With Wan Ju Ren here, do you think you can win?" The young man comforted his classmates. Who wouldn't be moved when he heard the news? After all, if he wins, he will be a disciple of Grand Secretary Gu.

But after calming down, who dares to bet on his future to compete?

"I understand, I just feel uneasy." The man surnamed Zhu shook his head with a wry smile. To put it unpleasantly, even if Zhan Feiyu loses, she is a woman and can still get married in the future. She can be noble by her husband.

But as men, they have studied hard for decades and failed the imperial examination. They can come back three years later. If they participate in the competition, once they lose, everything will be over.

...

The weather is long and the sweat is wet, and the light Luo leans against the painting window. The sun is scorching in the morning, and the cicadas are hoarse. Fortunately, the county school is big enough, with thousands of scholars scattered everywhere, and everyone's eyes are striking. Looking to the north.

The row of houses on the north side was originally piled with miscellaneous items. Zhao Jiayu asked someone to organize five rooms, called "self-reflective houses", but in fact it is a confinement room used to punish students and let them reflect on their own mistakes.

"There are tables and chairs in the house, and the pens, inks, paper and inkstones are all ready. After you three enter, the doors and windows will be locked from outside and will not be opened until the competition is over." After Zhao Zhiyu finished speaking, he signaled the three to enter the house.

The veranda of the house facing the house was full of people. Looking at the three empty rooms from afar, I couldn't help but joke: "This is like a house."

"Okay, this is much spacious and brighter than the title." Thinking of the cramped title during the imperial examination, a group of scholars felt sad.

The trunk is narrow and leaky. If it happens to rain, the roof may leak. Of course, the most unlucky thing is to be assigned to the stinky trunk. The taste is unforgettable.

A slightly fat scholar wiped the sweat from his forehead and couldn't help but say justice: "I almost froze to death when the county trial was in the past, and my hands and feet were frozen, but it was hot enough that day, and I was waiting for the house. It's not good either."

Uh... Everyone was right when they thought about it. Once the door and window were locked, the room was not ventilated and there was no ice basin to cool down. It was like stuffing people in a steamer. The key was to answer the answer. I was afraid that this taste was not good.

"The competition begins." The bell rang, and Zhao Jiayu nodded to Zhan Feiyu. After the three of them entered the house, they walked up to lock the door. The key was placed on the tray and asked Zhaifu to send it not far. The Sanshengtang in the district.

Compared with the stuffy heat inside the house and the heat outside the house, the Sanshengtang was cool. The ice basins placed in the corner were emitting white air, which dispelled the heat.

"This time I am a disciple who is biased towards you." Prince Yu expressed his merits with a loud voice, signaling Gu Qingzhou to pour tea for him.

"Five hundred posts of the scriptures, the prince is suffering." Gu Qingzhou replied insincerely, he should be worried that the little girl would suffer from heatstroke if she was bored in the house for too long.

Liu Jian, Zhang Magistrate Zhang, Qin Family Head, Chen County Magistrate and others were stunned and stunned. Their expressions were cracked. The prince was really not careful in his behavior. It took at least more than an hour to answer these five hundred questions.

The key is that after answering so many questions on the scriptures, will your mind be confused and still have the energy to answer the remaining three papers?

Gu Qingzhou glanced at the proud Prince Yu, looked at Liu Jian and said, "I wonder what the question is about Lord Liu?"

Liu Jian thought that before he came, the emperor talked about the salt tax and salt prices with him, and smiled and said, "There was a fool in the past. As for his family, the master and the food were tasteless. The master smelled more salt."

"After you get the beauty of salt, you will say: Therefore, beauty is because there is salt. If there is little, it is more than that? Fools have no wisdom and eat salt. If they have tastes good, they will suffer from it."

"When I asked the question of the fool's salt, I came up with a salt tax problem." Liu Jian touched his beard with a smile and was in a very good mood.

He was worried before that he might not be drawn if he had four choices and three choices. He didn't expect that Zhan Feiyu was so lucky, and he was in time and fate.

This is what happened to me in the past, a fool went to someone else's house to visit. The owner invited him to a meal, and the fool thought the food was too light.

After hearing this, the owner immediately added some salt to the dish. After the fool had eaten it, he felt that the dish was very delicious. So he said to himself: "The reason why the dish tastes good is because of salt. It is rarely so delicious.

, let alone too many?"

A fool has no wisdom and only eats salt (not vegetables). (only eats salt) his taste is corrupt, which becomes a disaster for him. Just a short story, Liu Jian used this to raise the problem of salt tax policy, which is difficult.

It can definitely be put into the provincial examination.

The faces of the prefect Zhang and the county magistrate Chen had a slightly solemn expression. No matter how smart Zhan Feiyu was, he was only an eight-year-old girl. He had less than a year of study. Although he was talented, he had only learned to write arts and literature, and he had never learned it at all.

Not to mention the problem of salt tax and salt price policy, even the prefect Zhang and the others may not be able to write it well, and Zhan Feiyu probably has no way to start.

Prince Yu slammed the table with a loud bang, glared at Liu Jian and scolded: "You actually made such a problem? Liu Jian, you are making things difficult for Zhan Feiyu!"

No wonder Prince Yu got angry. He was a general with a straight temper and was most disgusted with these intrigue plots. It would be fine if he was in the court. Liu Jian, a second-rank official, actually planned to be an eight-year-old girl and wanted to be indifferent!

"The prince calms down, and the subordinates are just feeling the feelings." Liu Jian stood up and apologized, looking very worried.

But the question has been published, and Zhan Feiyu and the other two have also started answering the questions. It is too late to say anything now.

Gu Qingzhou looked at Prince Yu who was glaring at the glare of the sky, but instead smiled and smoothed out, "Your Majesty, you don't have to do this. Since Xiaoyu has issued a challenge, he should be responsible for winning or losing. I wonder what questions Professor Qin has asked?"

Okay! Good intentions are like donkeys! Prince Yu stared at him in anger, and was angry with a stern face, but he was calculating in his heart. Gu Qingzhou is not a good man. How could he allow Liu Jian to bully his disciples?

I'm afraid there is still a mystery.

The head of Qin was just a professor in the prefecture. In front of the powerful adults like Prince Yu and Gu Qingzhou, he could not have the job to set the questions. In the final analysis, Gu Qingzhou was just to avoid suspicion, so that the head of Qin participated in the question.

He is Wan Yunhao's father-in-law. If Zhan Feiyu won the competition, he would naturally block his mouth. No one dared to say that Zhan Feiyu won the victory.

"Sir, I am writing a five-character and eight-rhyme poem with Xia He as the title." The head of the Qin family answered respectfully. He was humble and naturally did not dare to give the title like Lord Liu. If it spreads out, the scholar would be the one who reads the title.

He could drown even with saliva.

Therefore, the title given by the head of the Qin family is just a regular one, just an ordinary test poem, but Zhan Feiyu is just a little boy, and Wan Yunhao is already a juren. Regarding his ability to write poetry, Wan Yunhao doesn't know how much he is better than Zhan Feiyu.
Chapter completed!