"How do you pronounce this word?" Lord Changliu asked Duan Ling.
Duan Ling and Mu Qing hurriedly pretended to teach Changliu-Jun to read and write. The three of them studied it carefully and closely. Wu Du took Duan Ling by the collar and brought him back to his side. continue to read.
Duan Ling began to feel bored with studying. He wanted to go to school when he was living a hard life, but he wanted to play truant when he was living a good life.
The time in Tongguan was full of excitement, when can we go out to see it again? The sky is huge and it is fascinating. Once you enter the palace, maybe you will be like the fourth uncle in this life and will never go out again. The one who binds him firmly to the chair is a person called responsibility. shackles.
In the afternoon, Changpin personally came with a letter of recommendation, and asked Duan Ling and Muqing to sign and stamp each. With this letter, he was equivalent to a disciple of Zaifu, who could skip the township exam and participate in the Enke exam in the spring. It's a palace test. After Duan Ling signed, he was led to Mu Kuangda's office. Mu Kuangda was discussing with a civil servant, and there was a young man in his early twenties waiting under the corridor.
"This is Huang Jian, the son of Lord Huang, sent by the former inspector of salt," said Duanling and Muqing of the long-term appointment.
The three met each other, and Duan Ling learned that in addition to himself, there was this young man named Huang Jian who worshipped Mu Kuangda as his teacher. Huang Jian is the oldest, but he speaks very little. He still seems not used to the prosperity of Jiangzhou. Everyone was a disciple of Zaifu, and after talking about the old and young, Huang Jian was a little restrained. It didn't take long for him to bid farewell to the prime minister's residence and head to the city to settle down.
There were still two months left to take the exam. Duan Ling felt a little nervous and had to put aside trivial thoughts for a while and read the book seriously. What can you do with reading? At night, when Duan Ling flipped through the scroll, he felt a hint of melancholy.
He had already met Li Yanqiu, but his fourth uncle had never recognized him at all. Did he study Congwen in order to be admitted to the jinshi and go to the Golden Palace, so that Cai Yan could see him? Or at the time of the title of the golden list and the grace of God, telling everyone present that he is the real prince
Duan Ling couldn't imagine the aftermath. He suddenly lost his interest and just wanted to throw the book to the side, but when he looked up, he saw Wu Du boxing and practicing in the courtyard.
"What's wrong?" Wu Du closed his fist and walked into the room.
"No." Duan Ling replied, "A little tired."
The two looked at each other quietly, Duan Ling was upset and looked at Wu Du, thinking that he had worked so hard, but fate had made him miss the best opportunity in a mockery. What was he trying to do
It was a snowy, lonely night. Wu Du seemed to feel Duan Ling's depression and said, "I'm going to buy some supper for you. What do you want to eat?"
Duan Ling felt a little sorry for Wu Du, so he reluctantly cheered up and replied, "Don't go, it's too cold outside."
"What's wrong?" Wu Du asked seriously, "Tired?"
Duan Ling took a deep breath, wanting to fall alone with Wu, but after all, he felt that it was inappropriate. After all, he was the one who swore to protect himself in this life, and he couldn't say such cowardly words.
Duan Ling smiled and said, "I'm a little nervous, I'm about to take the exam."
"Don't worry too much." Wu Du understood and said, "Whatever you do in the test, I will find a way with you then."
Duan Ling remembered what his father said when he entered the Biyong Academy.
Wu Du went out to buy food for Duan Ling. Duan Ling sighed deeply into the silent night.
There was the sound of a flute outside.
See you!
That's the feeling he's been missing for a long time, who is it
The sound of the flute was sometimes soft and sometimes soaring, just outside the door, it gently entered Duan Ling's heart in an instant.
It was the sound of Wu Du's flute, and Duan Ling was caught off guard and almost fell into the sound of the flute.
Every time when he felt lonely and frightened, the appearance of this song calmed his mind, as if it gave him a powerful strength. At the end of the song, the sound of Wu Du's clogs gradually faded away.
Duan Ling sat at the table, thinking of Lang Junxia's flute, his father's flute, and even Xunchun's flute before Shangjing fell. Countless scenes flashed in front of him like a lantern, urging him to move on.
When Wu Du came back, Duan Ling was lying in front of the case and fell asleep.
Jiangzhou people couldn't bear the winter cold. As soon as the whole city slept in the middle of the night, Wu Du walked for a long time without buying anything. He had to come back empty-handed. Lie down beside him.
When Duan Ling got up the next day, everything was as usual, the Master had nothing to teach, and ordered them to go back to review the past and learn new things. Duan Ling spent all day reading the mountains of memorials in the bookstore of the Prime Minister's Mansion, learning Mu Kuangda's way of governing the country. , I only felt that Mu Kuangda was full of poetry and books, but he did it for his own use, and unknowingly, in the writing, it was actually with the style of Mu Kuangda.
When he saw his book, Duan Ling could almost understand why his father didn't kill him. It was unavoidable for the Mu family to grow up. The royal family of the Chen Kingdom had been in Sichuan for ten years. Nearly three times the time, Fang Neng supported the endless army to the northern border and stationed in front of Yubi Pass.
With the sound of footsteps, Duan Ling raised his head hurriedly, and saw Lord Changliu walking towards him. There was no one around. The sun was shining in from outside the bookstore. Lord Changliu took off his mask and said to Duan Ling, "The plan has been arranged."
Duan Ling saw Changliu Jun's face unprepared, and immediately panicked. He was about to call Wu Du, but Wu Du was still downstairs, but Chang Liu Jun said in surprise: "Why are you panicking?"
"You... are you going to kill me?" Duan Ling asked in horror.
"What?" Changliu-jun was startled, then reacted and said, "Didn't you see my face?"
That's right, Duan Ling looked at Changliu-jun, it was indeed the appearance he saw in the Qunfang Pavilion last time, but there were more tattoos on his face, and on the side of his mouth, instead of being broken, he looked more and more cold.
Changliujun held a mask in his hand and threw it to and fro, while the other hand propped up the bookshelf, trapping Duan Ling, and smiled maliciously at Duan Ling, showing his canine teeth.
"I called." Duan Ling immediately said defensively.
Lord Changliu had no choice but to withdraw his hand and said, "The two Yuan people have gone to bribe everywhere."
After so long, Duan Ling almost forgot the plan he had arranged. It would be inappropriate to bury the line too long. Wu Du's medicine had not yet been used, but Zheng Yan and Chang Liujun had already completed their separate operations. Jun took out a list, gave it to Duan Ling, and said, "For you, it's Wu Du's turn to take action."
Duan Ling took the list and saw that Changliu-jun had crooked characters on it. It seemed that reading and recognizing characters for a few months was still very useful.
"It's hard work." Duan Ling said, "What did the shepherd say?"
"He said he didn't hear anything." Lord Changliu smiled again.
Duan Ling thought to himself that this old fox would take it seriously.
"Then proceed as originally planned." Duan Ling said, "It's our turn to play." After that, he folded the list and prepared to hand over the calligraphy of Lord Changliu to Wu Du.
"etc."
Before Duan Ling left, Lord Changliu stopped him again and said, "Can you be my master when you are admitted to the jinshi?"
Duan Ling: "..."
Duan Ling was dumbfounded and asked, "Master... Master?"
Changliujun said: "Yes, teach me to read and read. The learned people in this mansion have no time, and those who have nothing to do and do not have any skills."
Duan Ling was instantly flattered and said, "Why didn't you find Mu... young master?"
"I..." Changliu-jun hesitated for a moment, then said, "His knowledge is not as good as yours."
Duan Ling looked at Changliu-Jun strangely, and Changliu-Jun said again, "Your handwriting is also beautiful, so that's it!"
Duan Ling had no choice but to nod, and Changliu-jun asked again, "How well do you recite poems? Teach me to write poems."
Duan Ling would only write some arty limericks, saying, "No... not great, but it's okay to write some articles."
Suddenly Duan Ling had a flash of inspiration, as if he understood something, and asked, "What poem do you want to write?"
"There aren't any poems." Changliujun said, "I just said casually, I'll come over to pick up the bacon in the evening."
"No, no." Duan Ling said, and Changliu-jun was about to kneel down to pay respects to the teacher again. Duan Ling was shocked and said hurriedly: "There are not so many rules, so let's settle it first. I have to prepare for the exam in the next few days. After that, I will teach you slowly, well, let’s do it first.”
Duan Ling encouraged Lord Changliu to go back first and continue reading his "Thousand Characters", and then hurried downstairs, Wu Du was watching the fish on the edge of the pond.
"I was going to go up and have a look." Wu Du said, "The blind bear is sneaking up on something mysterious and wants to talk to you secretly."
Duan Ling didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and motioned to go back and talk about it. He remembered Changliu-jun's idea of apprenticeship along the way, and he understood immediately. Because as long as the exam starts, you and Muqing don't have to go to class anymore, the master's task is over, you can go home, of course, Changliu-jun will never be able to take the class again. Mu Kuangda is full of economics and manages national affairs, not to mention him, so he has to hire a part-time gentleman himself.
Three years in the famous hall, two and a half years in the Biyong Hall, another half year in the prime minister's house, ten years of cold windows on and off, and all of them are over by now. From now on, he will bid farewell to his reading career.
Duan Ling sighed a little, as if in a dream, remembering the day Lang Junxia sent him to school, and was scolded by the master all the time.
Is this the end? Duan Ling really felt that he didn't learn anything, and all his time was wasted.
"What kind of ghostly talisman is this?" Wu Du asked Duan Ling with a twitchy face while holding the "list".
Duan Ling: "..."
"This should be the word 'Lin'." Duan Ling leaned against the table and collided with Wu Du's head to study it. It took a long time to restore the list. Wu Du took the list and asked Changliu. What kind of word is this, you are despised by Lord Changliu, don't you even know the word "thank you"
Wu Du and Duan Ling negotiated for half a day, and there are still three days left until the second day of the second lunar month. On the day of the test, Wu Du went to see Duan Ling's examination room, entered the palace by the way, and asked Li Yanqiu a secret order.
"I also… "
"You don't want to go anywhere." Wu Du said, "Study at home."
Duan Ling had to give up, Wu Du put on a formal suit, a black martial arts robe, and the weather was still very cold, so Duan Ling added a big blue suede cloak to him, and Wu Du stood in the water after melting snow. Stay for a while.
"I'll take you to play after the exam." Wu Du turned his head, smiled at Duan Ling, patted his head, rode on Benxiao, stepped out of the alley, raised the muddy water along the way.
Wu Du's cloak was flying, and he was wearing a light sword by his waist. Duan Ling glanced at him a few more times until Wu Du disappeared at the corner of the alley. Duan Lingfang returned to the courtyard, stretched out, and turned around boredly. Circle and inspect the peach trees in the yard one by one.
There are many peach trees in Jiangzhou. This is the first year of spring in Jiangzhou. I don’t know when the peach blossoms will bloom. Duan Ling moved the flower buds and saw that there was a faint hint of pink inside. Spring is coming.