That afternoon, Lu Fang took Chen Youxi and Zhu'er to the new shop in Chengbei District.
It has been more than a month since I bought this store. The decoration has already started. Chen Youxi and Zhuer have been watching. Lu Fang has not even been there yet.
When I got to the store, I found that the store had changed drastically.
The craftsmen doing the painting and decoration have already made the overall layout of the store based on the decoration drawings provided by Lu Fang, and are now doing the final cleaning.
Lu Fang is generally satisfied with the decoration effect. Although there are some flaws, they are still within the range that can be ignored.
Even in later generations, things like decoration will never be perfect.
Chen Youxi said from the side: "Zhu'er and I have contacted the shopkeeper who will make the cabinets. The cabinets will be delivered in about half a month."
Lu Fang nodded, "Is the money enough?"
When he left Tanzhou to follow Lu Liang in suppressing bandits, he gave Chen Youxi 20,000 taels of silver.
It is not only the decoration cost, but also Chen Youxi's daily expenses.
"Of course it's enough."
Chen Youxi said: "How can we spend so much money on decoration?"
What Lu Fang didn't know was that she had written down every expenditure on decoration in detail, even the small amount of money spent on buying brooms and so on.
She had never used the 20,000 taels of silver at all. For her daily expenses, she used the silver taels she had saved before.
Even the money she made in the Ningyuan BESTORE store was stored in her pillow.
This was probably her last bit of "stubbornness".
A woman's heart, a needle under the sea.
…
The next day.
It's a poetry test.
This is certainly the subject in which Lu Fang is most confident.
Even Zhu'er and Chen Youxi didn't worry at all. With Lu Fang's poetic talent, it would be unreasonable if he couldn't even pass the provincial examination of poetry and prose.
Not to mention other things, among the poems in Lu Fang's collection of poems, which one is not a masterpiece handed down from generation to generation?
That was all "made" by Lu Fang.
During the exam, two invigilators made a move that made Lu Fang dumbfounded.
The same two invigilators were yesterday.
They were afraid that it was because Gong Yangchang, Jiang Shi and others paid special attention to Lu Fang that they went out of their way to learn more about Lu Fang.
After the test papers were handed out and the test questions were read out, the two people actually stood on the left and right sides of Lu Fang, waiting for Lu Fang to write.
It means to feast your eyes on it.
Lu Fang didn't bother to pay attention.
Anyway, after the provincial examination, those outstanding poems will be spread out sooner or later. Considering my current reputation in Tanzhou, I don't even think that anyone will be curious about my poems.
"Qingming", "Beacon Fire".
This is a question from the Poetry and Fu Examination.
It goes without saying that Qingming Festival is a holiday.
Lu Fang picked it up at his fingertips.
It's the song "Qingming" by Du Mu.
He had also read it to Yu Yuanwei before, and Yu Yuanwei was astonished.
He did not include this poem in Lu Fang's poetry collection, and there was no problem in taking it out in the provincial examination.
It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and passers-by feel like they are dying. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
Lu Fang's writing skills are as fast as flying.
A poem appears quickly on paper.
The two invigilators next to me were dumbfounded.
I have seen people write poetry quickly, but never this fast.
Is this a deliberate act? Or is it really a transcendent talent?
As officials of the Education Department, they naturally have some literary background. They can appreciate the extraordinary features of this poem.
They looked at each other with surprise and shock in their eyes.
"The adoration value from *** is 777!"
"The adoration value from *** is 888!"
Lu Fang didn't pay attention to the two worship value reminders that flashed through his mind.
Ever since "Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio" became a best-seller, the admiration value reminder in his mind has almost never stopped.
And this second test question is a bit thought-provoking.
"war".
This kind of question is rarely used in the imperial examination, because the examiners can imagine that these students from Dayu have no experience in fighting on the battlefield.
Writing about beacon fire can only be made up out of thin air.
It is difficult to write wonderful poems.
But why did Tanzhou still choose such a topic in the provincial examination?
Is there really something going on at the border?
Lu Fang couldn't help but think.
Tanzhou's rural examination questions must have been decided after Jiang Shi and others had seen them. And they should have more information about the border issues.
Is this meant to arouse the passion of scholars in Tanzhou?
But Lu Fang didn't bother to think about it deeply.
After all, no matter how much you think about it, it’s just a wild guess.
Moreover, matters on the frontier are still out of reach for him now. Even if the war continues on the frontier, it probably won't involve him.
Unless Lu Liang is really transferred to the frontier, it's almost the same.
There are many poems about the beacon fire.
When Lu Fang searched using the hatred value search engine, many poems came to his mind.
He picked a song at random.
"Joining the Army" by Yang Jiong in the Tang Dynasty.
The beacon light shines on the capital, and I feel uneasy in my heart. Yazhang bids farewell to the Phoenix Palace, and the iron cavalry circles the Dragon City. The snow is dark withered flag paintings, and the wind is full of sounds of drums. It is better to be a centurion than a scholar.
It just changed "Xijing" in the original work to "Shangjing".
This can be said to be quite appropriate.
Especially the last sentence.
It also points out Lu Fang’s identity as a scholar and his ambition as a scholar.
But what Lu Fang never expected was that this poem he picked casually to cope with the provincial examination would cause a huge change in his destiny.
Of course, this is a later story.
When he wrote this poem on paper, the two invigilators were shocked.
I admire Lu Fang's poetic talents to the point of admiration.
I think this is all Lu Fang's imagination, but Lu Fang is able to create such a "concrete" scene in the poem. Especially the last sentence, which is the finishing touch, is really inspiring.
While the two invigilators were still immersed in shock, Lu Fang had already put down his pen and stood up. He nodded lightly to the two of them and walked out.
He was the first to submit the paper.
Then Ke Liang's face turned green and white again, and the hand holding the pen trembled slightly.
Sitting next to Lu Fang for the exam made him feel too oppressive.
So much so that he was acting abnormally yesterday.
Now, my mind, which had just had some inspiration, became blank again.
…
Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles.
Lu Fang went straight back to the Jiedushi government office and clearly felt that the soldiers guarding the gate were looking at him a little strangely.
I originally planned to ask, but then I figured out what was going on.
The news that he was beaten in Prince Rong's Mansion yesterday probably spread.
Too.
Although there was not much movement, Liang Siqi said that Prince Rong Liang Shi might have done this intentionally to show Liang Hanmin.
In this case, how could this matter be kept silent?
Maybe he has become the laughing stock of Tanzhou City at this time?
Being revoked by Prince Rong Liang, many people would probably think that they were completely abandoned by Prince Rong's palace.
When I returned to the yard, I saw Xu Zhen sitting inside.