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The Spring Festival of the Ming and Yin Dynasties was hosted by the Ministry of Rites in Gongyuan, and was divided into three sessions, each lasting three days. The first game is on the ninth day of the lunar month, the second game is on the twelfth day of the lunar month, and the third game is on the 15th day of the lunar month.
All moves are uniform: entry on the first day and exit on the next day.
Time flew by, and it was the ninth day of February, the first day of the examination. The Gongyuan Gate in the southeast of Yingtianfu City was crowded with people, and it was jammed.
Gongyuan faces south from the north, with three towering walls covered with thorns. From the archway, the gate to the public hall, there is a long and narrow corridor between the east and west literary fields. There are thousands of dormitories on both sides. Later, the examiners will also mark the papers here.
???????????????????????????????? Yesterday, the sky was still clear during the day, but after midnight, a heavy rain suddenly fell from the sky, and then it continued to rain non-stop, just like the rainy season in April or May.
Looking up, I saw bright yellow oil-paper umbrellas crowded together. Under the umbrellas were the earnest instructions of my parents and family members. Even though two teams of guards sent by the Ministry of Rites were on patrol for strict inspection, they still couldn't hold back the enthusiasm of the candidates' relatives.
Most of the others had parents and brothers, some even had wives and children, and at least four or five people supported them. When it came to Jian Yujue, shopkeeper Li had to roll up a bamboo mat covered with oil paper and a thin quilt, and carelessly Stand opposite him.
Jian Yujue did not hold an umbrella, so Shopkeeper Li moved most of his umbrella towards him without leaving a trace.
"Uncle Li, you really don't need to accompany me for three days." Jian Yujue raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky, feeling a slight chill on his bare wrist. He looked at Shopkeeper Li who was carefully holding his waist. The soreness on a rainy day must be even more uncomfortable.
Shopkeeper Li brought the umbrella closer to Jian Yujue, supported his waist by stroking his belly and said with a smile: "Yujue, I'm not the only one. Look at them, who wouldn't come to such a good life? "
Jian Yujue followed Shopkeeper Li's hand and looked across the street. A long row of wooden umbrellas seemed to be connected to form a low eaves. Behind the rain curtain, most of them were watching their parents who had sent off the candidates. These people are all here to accompany the exams, and of course they want to put the candidates at ease.
"Uncle Li, I'm not nervous."
"I know you're not nervous, but the old man is a little nervousI can't sleep if I don't stay here." Shopkeeper Li chuckled twice and tightened the quilt in his arms.
"Um."
It has been almost three years. Although Jian Yujue looks gentle and quiet, probably because of his life experience, he is rarely close to others. However, since he brought Shopkeeper Li back to Qingzhou with him, he has really regarded Shopkeeper Li as a relative. In this world, he has never been close to others. Sincerely, there were only two of them. Maybe he didn't realize how gentle his expression was.
Shopkeeper Li couldn't tell how he felt when he saw him, so he turned his umbrella handle, lowered his head to cover it up and changed the subject, "By the way, Yujue, have you brought the lucky charm?"
"Bring it."
Now in early spring, Jian Yujue was only wearing an old Qingqin. He took out a red charm bag from his side pocket and handed it to Shopkeeper Li. The Fu Talisman was placed on the incense table in the temple for more than a month before it was taken down. Some of the incense powder was attached to it, and it was brought into the red silk bag used to place it. It was originally well sealed and had a light smell, but now the weather Humid and accidentally stained with water, the incense smell of the talisman bag is even stronger.
Shopkeeper Li didn't answer and pushed his wrist, "Okay, take it back to save it from the rain. Remember to put it next to the inkstone when you go in." Shopkeeper Li paused and said, "Have you brought all your food? , is there anything missing?"
"No, Uncle Li, don't worry."
In fact, shopkeeper Li still had many things he wanted to tell you, but he felt that he was too nervous and was afraid of affecting Jian Yujue. "Okay, go in quickly. It will take some time for the body check later."
"good."
Jian Yujue was halfway there when he suddenly turned around and smiled softly at Shopkeeper Li, "Uncle Li, believe me."
Shopkeeper Li was shocked by the vague twinkle in Jian Yujue's eyes. When he heard his words again, moisture suddenly rose in his eyes
***
The numbers in the hall of Gongyuan are written in the order of the characters in the Thousand-Character Classic. They are separated by brick walls. They are no more than six feet high and only three feet wide.
Before entering the dormitory, candidates must wait for someone from the Ministry of Etiquette to search their bodies to prevent cheat sheets from being brought along.
Shangguan Yan lined up behind Jian Yujue. Every time he approached them, he would pull Jian Yujue back a few steps. He knew that test questions would be handed out to all the candidates when all the candidates were seated, so it was not appropriate to do so. It will have a big impact, but it will look a little strange to outsiders.
"Shangguan Yan, do you have something to tell me?" Jian Yujue asked quietly as he turned back.
He didn¡¯t like Shangguan Yan¡¯s temperament, but Shangguan Yan actually didn¡¯t do anything to bother him later. He could be emotionless towards Lu Guanlin and others, so he could do the same to Shangguan Yan.
"You wait a moment, I have something I haven't found out yet." Shangguan Yan said with a solemn expression. He didn't know what Lu Guanlin was going to do, but it certainly wouldn't be a good thing. Could something go wrong during the physical examination?
After changing with other candidates several times, Shangguan Yan's boy finally came to his side. Jian Yujue looked at the boy and whispered a few words. Shangguan Yan's expression suddenly changed and he pulled the boy towards him. Go somewhere else.
"Jian Yujue, please go in first."
When he got to the dark place, Shangguan Yan looked at Jian Yujue's back, turned around and seemed to have been thinking about it for a long time. He lowered his head and said to the boy: "You can arrange two things for me."
After hearing this, the young man raised his head in surprise and said, "Master, how should you explain yourself when you go back like this?"
"I can do it, and I have my own way of saying it."
The boy nodded awkwardly and trotted away.
When Shangguan Yan walked to the queue, he saw that Jian Yujue was at the end. He put away his fan, smiled to himself, and caught up.
***
In the main hall of the East Factory, Zhou Zheng brought the rubbings of the secret slips delivered by Qingzhou Fanzi and said to Qin Yan: "Lord Governor, these are the rubbings of the letters between Qingzhou Prefecture Yin and Lu Wenguang that were intercepted two days ago."
¡°It should be in Lu Wenguang¡¯s hands now.¡±
Qin Yan took the bamboo tube, unfolded the secret letter and read it to the end, with a smile on his lips.
"He can make the most of whatever position he goes to."
Zhou Zheng asked: "Supervisor, is it related to this spring?"
"Um."
Lu Wenguang is now the Minister of the Ministry of Rites. The biggest event in the Ministry of Rites recently is the examination. Therefore, it is not surprising that Zhou Zhenghui guessed this. It¡¯s just that he hates these people who use their power to snatch opportunities from others. This is tantamount to destroying people. A generation.
"Master Governor, please ask your subordinates to deal with it now!"
Hearing this, Qin Yan raised his head, his handsome face filled with coldness, and glanced at Zhou Zheng, who immediately lowered his head.
"Master Governor, my subordinates have overstepped their bounds."
Qin Yan withdrew his gaze, read the contents of the letter again, and placed the letter on the candle. When it burned to about half an inch of his fingertips, he let it go. Before it fell to the ground, it was burned to ashes.
Qin Yan twirled the remaining ashes on his fingertips and said, "Go and look up the Qingzhou Jieyuan from three years ago."