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Widow's No. 1 Scholar 15

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    Eight years have passed in a flash. Although Jiang Sandao has a little problem of narcissism, he has to be said that he is a very good teacher. Under his systematic guidance, Jiang Liu's knowledge reserve at this moment has been far away.  surpassed the original body.

    Many things have happened in these eight years.

    For example, when Emperor Jinyang passed away, the 14-year-old crown prince ascended the throne. The late emperor left behind a few assistant ministers.

    And long before the crown prince ascended the throne, Jiang Shendao was named the prince's tutor, teaching the prince's political affairs and the way of the prince. In the court, he was a princeling with a clear banner. Now that Emperor Wen of Jin began to govern himself, he also intends to cultivate his own power, and  Several auxiliary ministers who refused to give up power contended, and Jiang Shendao was one of Emperor Jin Wen's confidants.

    For example, Jiang Liu brought his familiar tofu derivatives to this dynasty.  Tofu milk, gray tofu fruit, stinky tofu all kinds of tofu food are very popular. In order to meet the huge demand of the market, Meng Yunniang bought a few young maids to make tofu together, and then Hu Guirong sold them in the shop to earn money  The money greatly eased the financial pressure on the family.

    Another example, eight years is enough for two teenagers who have never met before to develop a deep enough childhood love¡ª¡ª

    "If dad comes later, you can say that you wrote this poem, otherwise dad will punish you again."

    Standing outside the window, Jiang Furong tiptoed to hand a letter into Jiang Liu's hand. The letter was written in a beautiful lower script with hairpin flowers. I haven't seen what was written. The handwriting alone is enough to please the eyes.  .

    "The teacher can distinguish the poems written by you and me at a glance, little aunt, are you helping me or hurting me?"

    Jiang Liu managed to write a poem that he felt good about himself. Now that he saw the poem written by his junior sister, he lost all confidence.

    Even after studying with a famous teacher like Jiang Sandao for so many years, Jiang Liu's attainments in poetry still haven't made much progress. Jiang Liu thinks it may be because he is a layman in his bones, and he can't write that kind of Yangchun Baixue stuff.

    On the contrary, although Jiang Furong is young, she is quite spiritual in poetry. Jiang Shendao often laments that if this little daughter were to change her gender, she might also become a famous poet through the ages.

    It's a pity that she is a daughter's family, no matter how good the poems are, they can only be revealed in front of her family.

    "If someone is kind enough to help you, it's fine if you don't appreciate it."

    Jiang Furong was a chaste and gentle girl in front of her parents, but in front of Jiang Liu she was a little more girlish and arrogant. Now she pouts and stamps her feet, asking Jiang Liu to give her to him.  The letter is back.

    "I appreciate it, why don't I appreciate it."

    Jiang Liu carefully folded the letter paper and stuffed it into the skirt of his clothes. Then, while there was no one around, he took out a pack of candied fruit wrapped in butter paper: "This is your favorite Xu Ji's candied fruit. Yesterday  I've been in a long line for a long time, don't say I don't miss you."

    "Ahem!"

    Jiang Sandao stood at the door and coughed.

    Jiang Furong blushed, padded her feet, grabbed the candied fruit in Jiang Liu's hand, and ran away with her skirt.

    "teacher."

    Seeing that the master came back, Jiang Liu sat back in his seat in a regular manner, and then handed over the poem he had just racked his brains to write.

    "snort."

    Jiang Shendao took the poem and glared at his precious disciple, but he still didn't say much about the scene just happened.

    Eight years is enough for Jiang Sandao to understand his students. If Jiang Liu's character is flawed, Jiang Furong may not be so easy to come to the front yard and get in touch with Jiang Liu.

    "There is more than enough craftsmanship, but not enough spirituality."

    After commenting on his disciples' poems, Jiang Sandao also knew that this was his limit.

    However, although there is a lack of spirituality, the poems written by his disciple do not have any problems in terms of structure and rhythm, and they are enough to meet the needs of the imperial examination. After all, the imperial examination is not all about poetry.

    "This time the provincial examination, you can end it."

    Jiang Shendao detained this disciple for eight years. Firstly, Jiang Liu was not ready for the fire. Secondly, he felt that he was too popular and needed to be avoided.

    It¡¯s different now. When the new emperor is in power, when he needs to support his own people the most. After all, this scientific examination is presided over by the new emperor himself.  A class of disciples of the emperor.

    Although Jiang Liu is still a little young, the new emperor is not a few years older than him, and based on his understanding of the new emperor, he may have been taken care of by several auxiliary ministers.If this article is sent up, I'm afraid it will arouse His Majesty's wrath.

    In addition, Jiang Liu is still a disciple of Jiang Zandao. Although Jiang Zandao did not participate in the review of papers to avoid suspicion, everyone is an official in the same dynasty, so he must always give him some face.

    After some disputes, Jiang Liu's paper was still presented together with the other papers, but it was pressed at the end.

    Emperor Wen of Jin flipped through the other nine test papers, and his face did not show any emotion, but when he saw the last file of Jiang Liu, the expression on his face was much more pleasant to the naked eye.

    "This Jiang Liu has already won five yuan in a row, why not make him the champion this time, and he won six yuan in a row, which is also a good talk."

    ?Using a red pen to circle Jiang Liu's name, the champion has already fallen to Jiang Liu.

    Several ministers, you look at me, I look at you, after all, they still didn't argue with the emperor over this trivial matter.

    As for the No. 2 and Tan Hua after that, they are the other two popular candidates for the No. 1 Scholar. The 37-year-old Juren who has already embraced his grandson became No. 2, and the son of a cabinet bachelor became Tan Hua Lang.

    All the ministers are satisfied with this result.

    Afterwards, except for Erjia Chuanlu, which was drawn up by Emperor Wen of Jin, the rest of the list was drawn up by the reviewing officials, but finally handed over to Emperor Wen of Jin for review and stamping.

    After a stick of incense, those candidates waiting outside the hall knew the result. Some were happy and others were sad. As for Jiang Liu, the heavy stone in his heart was finally able to let go.

    ? Jiang Sandao, who was unable to participate in the marking, but was standing outside the hall with a group of officials, also got the news at this time.

    Others knew that Jiang Liu was his student, so they naturally smiled and congratulated him, but Jiang Zandao kept a straight face, showing no signs of happiness or anger.

    Everyone lamented Jiang Sandao's stern and selfless face, even though the champion was his own disciple, he was not moved, and felt that Jiang Sandao was unfathomable.

    How did they know that the villain in Jiang Zandao's heart has cried out into the ocean at this moment.

    Tanhua, his Tanhua!¡ª¡ª

    "coming!"

    "Is that the number one scholar? He seems to be very young!"

    The street market was extremely lively that day, and the tea houses and taverns along the street were reserved by the wives and ladies of rich families, just to hide behind the windows and quietly watch the number one scholar and third flower in the street parade.

    Girls from ordinary families don't have to avoid suspicion today, they have been guarding both sides of the street early, holding flowers and fruits in their hands, and are going to throw these flowers and fruits on the champion man when he passes by.

    The Jiang family was no exception. They booked the wing room with the best view early in the morning, and Mrs. Jiang thoughtfully invited Meng Yunniang.

    At this time, the parading team had reached the teahouse where they were, and Jiang Furong didn't care about being reserved, and threw the purse he had prepared long ago at Jiang Liu who was riding a tall horse.

    Seems to have a heart-to-heart connection, when Jiang Furong smashed her purse, Jiang Liu happened to look up at where she was standing.

    Just raising his hand lightly, Jiang Liu took Jiang Furong's purse in his hand, and then waved to where she was standing.

    "Ahhh, the champion is so handsome. Could it be that he was smiling at me just now?"

    "That's not true, the champion is smiling at me."

    It doesn't matter if he doesn't smile, this smile can take away the souls of many ladies.

    For a while, there were more flowers, fruits, and purses embroidered handkerchiefs thrown at Jiang Liu, but he avoided those things that fell on him, and the only thing he held firmly in his hand was the purse that Jiang Furong threw at him just now.

    This strange behavior attracted the attention of others.

    Some wives sent servants to inquire about the owner of the box Jiang Furong was in, and when they learned that the owner of the box was the Jiang family, and that Mrs. Jiang and Miss Jiang were in that private room, they thought about the master-student relationship between Jiang Liu and Jiang Zandao.  , Guessing that the Jiang family might intend to get closer, they immediately gave up on making Jiang Liu their son-in-law.

    Those young ladies tore up several handkerchiefs enviously, thinking of the handsome figure of the No. 1 scholar who had just paraded in the street. How could such a character not be accepted as a beloved disciple by their father.

    As the party concerned, Jiang Furong naturally paid more attention to Jiang Liu's actions.

    The previous hazy window paper seemed to be pierced, and Jiang Furong's heart was full of sweetness.

    In such a happy atmosphere, only one person's mood is extremely complicated.

    Jiang Shendao and his colleagues looked at the parade team from a distance, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

    Good luck tricks people, both he and his disciples were delayed by their talent and beauty!  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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