In the early morning of the second day, Xue Poye was awakened by a light knock on the door.
That night, he slept soundly on the chair, Xue Poye rubbed his face, stood up, saw Ye Tianxiang was still asleep, shook his head and opened the door, a burst of freshness unique to the morning came in his nostrils, refreshing his whole body.
It was the guy in the store who came to ask what kind of breakfast to prepare. "Dongfeng Pavilion" is the largest inn in Hangzhou, and the service is extremely thoughtful.
Xue Poye thought for a while, and ordered: "How about this, you get a chicken and stew some chicken soup." After finishing speaking, he stuffed some money and handed it to the waiter. The silver taels are enough to buy more than a dozen chickens. The waiter smiled and thanked him repeatedly. , was about to prepare, Xue Poye shouted again: "You wait for a while, wait for me to come back and then do it."
After closing the door, I went out of the "Dongfeng Pavilion" and bought a ginseng at the pharmacy. I felt a bit sore, but I saw that Ye Tianxiang was weak and weak. If he didn't make up for it, he might not be able to recover for a while, so he took ginseng with him. Back to the Dongfeng Pavilion, but sooner or later the cost will be recovered a thousand times from Ye Tianxiang.
Handed the ginseng to the buddy, and told him to put the ginseng and chicken together, stew the soup, and then send it to the room. After giving the instructions, he returned to the room. Ye Tianxiang was still in a deep sleep.
Xue Poye sighed. In fact, being kidnapped this time and suffering so much is not necessarily a bad thing for Ye Tianxiang, who is young and vigorous.
Ye Tianxiang's sharpness is too strong, like a hard blade, which is easy to break. After suffering such a hardship this time, I'm afraid that arrogance will be restrained a lot, which will naturally be of great help to his future path.
When the clerk brought the boiled ginseng chicken soup, after Xue Poye opened it, it was steaming, and the strong aroma went straight into his nose and permeated the room.
Maybe it was because the fragrance was too strong, Ye Tianxiang actually moved his body.
Xue Poye said indifferently: "Are you awake? If you have the strength, sit up and drink the soup."
Ye Tianxiang turned his head, the tired look on his pale and bloodless face disappeared a lot, he showed a slight smile, and his voice was still weak and authentic: "En... good morning, my benefactor...."
"The sun is already drying your butt, so it's too early to fart." Xue Poye said casually. After finishing speaking, he scooped some ginseng and chicken soup from the soup pot into the soup bowl, handed it over and said, "Your body is too weak, drink some chicken soup Add some energy."
Ye Tianxiang took the soup bowl and said gratefully, "Thank you... Thank you benefactor for saving your life." Although he was weak, he recovered a lot after resting overnight, and his speech became much smoother.
"I didn't do it on purpose to save you." Xue Poye looked very cold: "It's just that when I passed by Moyun Village, I heard that Moyun Village is a den of bandits, so I went in at night to have a look, and it was a coincidence that I rescued you. You don't have to thank me." This is a long-planned rhetoric, and now it is natural and true.
Murderous intent flashed across Ye Tianxiang's eyes, he gritted his teeth and said, "Moyun Village!"
Seeing it, Xue Poye breathed a sigh of relief. It seems that Ye Tianxiang was convinced that he was kidnapped by Moyunzhai. The hero is still a bandit and a bandit. He almost killed himself that night, but today he carried the black hole for him, which is considered even.
"Eat!" Xue Poye looked at the soup bowl and said.
Ye Tianxiang nodded gratefully, took a few sips with a spoon, and said with a sore nose, "I haven't seen ginseng for a while, damn it, how dare those robbers use leftovers to make me eat ginseng every day?" Eat, I don’t even have leftovers to eat these days, when I get well, I’ll definitely flatten Moyunzhai.” At the end, his voice was full of resentment.
After all, he was young, thinking of the torture he had suffered these days, Ye Tianxiang couldn't control it, his eyes turned red, and he was about to cry.
Xue Poye said in a cold voice: "A man, you are crying and crying, what a disgrace, making you look like a woman, if I knew you were so incompetent, I really shouldn't have saved you."
Ye Tianxiang hurriedly stopped the tears that were about to fall, looked at Xue Poye and said: "My benefactor, I will definitely repay you, I am Ye...!" Before he finished speaking, Xue Poye stopped with his hand: " I don't want to know who you are, I just draw my sword to help when I see injustice." Sighing, he said very vicissitudes: "I'm just a lonely passer-by, and I don't leave any worries."
Xue Poye felt that his voice still had the posture of a hero who is an expert in the world, and he was very satisfied in his heart. This kind of young people must have extremely admiration for heroism.
Sure enough, Ye Tianxiang showed admiration and awe and said: "It turns out that the hero is really a master of the world, I... I...!" He was so excited that he couldn't speak, his hands shook, and the ginseng chicken soup splashed on the quilt.
Xue Poye knew that this matter would end here, and it would be good to let him know that he was a savior. If he continued to entangle him, he would not show his heroic spirit, but he was worried that this kid would not be able to see his own self clearly. Face, leaned forward, and looked at Ye Tianxiang face to face, the original intention was to let Ye Tianxiang see his own face clearly, so that he could recognize his face in the future, and whispered: "I don't want to tell other people about my saving you. You should have forgotten it earlier." After a pause, he said lightly, "I have already paid for the room and meals, and you can rest and recuperate here." With a pair of sleeves, he went straight to the door.
Ye Tianxiang hurriedly called out: "Senpai, you... where are you going?"
Xue Poye pretended to be bold and smiled, and said: "When it's time to come, come, and when it's time to go, I have to go." No more words, his footsteps were flying, and he quickly left Ye Tianxiang's sight.
Ye Tianxiang watched Xue Poye's figure disappear, he was dumbfounded, and after a long time he said to himself: "Master!"
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Xue Poye knew that Ye Tianxiang would never stay in Dongfeng Hall for a long time, maybe after drinking a bowl of chicken soup, he would go to the Hangzhou government office if he had a little energy.
Xue Poye was already very satisfied with Ye Tianxiang's cumbersome matter, and made the young man feel grateful to him. Perhaps this was the best result.
However, I am afraid that Moyunzhai will be unlucky. Ye Tianxiang may not send troops there anytime soon. After all, it is on the ground of Hangzhou. If he really wants to send troops to fight Moyunzhai, the official negotiation is also inevitable, but to destroy Moyunzhai I'm afraid it will be a matter of time.
Although Xue Poye was a little embarrassed to bring such a big trouble to Moyun Village, but thinking that he was almost buried on the way to Fenglindu that night, Xue Poye's guilt disappeared completely, but he had already I was thinking about an extremely important question, who hired the people from Moyunzhai to rob them halfway? Could it be that he is really a member of the Lu family faction? How did the Lu family know that they were going to transport horses to Fenglindu that night
One question after another appeared in his mind, but he couldn't get an answer. Until the end, Xue Poye would rather believe that there was a misunderstanding than that someone hired robbers to deal with him.
Maybe Moyunzhai robbed the wrong target. That night, it was originally aimed at another group of people who passed by that road, but it happened that my horse team ran into it, so there was a misunderstanding.
After leaving the Dongfeng Pavilion, the morning sun has risen in the sky, and the sky and the earth are bright.
Riding a horse on the street, it was early, there were not many pedestrians, and most of the streets were inns and restaurants, and there was no room for stalls and shouting in front of the door, so the roads were clean and orderly.
Xue Poye looked at the pedestrians on the road, but he was a little strange. He suddenly felt that there seemed to be a lot more scholars on the street than usual.
These are not those elegant and talented scholars who are neat and tidy in brocade clothes, reciting poems and composing Fu, but suddenly there are some ordinary scholars in coarse cloth and gray shirts who are not slovenly. Good impression, even invited to drink and write poems, but when these scholars approached, they just saluted with a smile, did not speak, and went their own way, seeming to be in a hurry. Xue Poye also knew it, it was nothing more than "Four Books", "Five Classics" and "Xuelu".
"Could it be that these scholars are going to gather a crowd to parade?" Xue Poye muttered to himself, but when he said it, he even laughed. I'm afraid these scholars don't have the guts yet.
Obviously, many of these scholars are from poor families, with rough and shabby clothes, and they go in and out of those cheap inns.
Xue Poye walked slowly, and after a while, he suddenly realized that in a few days it would be the college examination, and scholars from all townships and counties under Hangzhou Prefecture must have gathered in Hangzhou City to take the examination.
Although you are only a student after being admitted, it is the first step towards fame and the best way to get rid of low status. Once you are admitted, not only will you be provided with grannies by the government, but you will not be able to kneel when you see an official. In the eyes of others, it is also different from ordinary people. In the eyes of outsiders, he will turn from a useless scholar in the eyes of outsiders into a respected scholar.
Great Chu emphasizes literature, so the whole Chu country has a prosperous literary style, and there are a lot of scholars. The so-called ten-year cold window is also a true portrayal. Three, scholars who have reached their eighties will take the exam one after another, with the purpose of being admitted as a student.
The Ministry of Rites of the Great Chu has a clear text that only those who reach the age of thirteen can take the examination. That is to say, even if there is a peerless child prodigy who can compose poems at the age of three and compose Fu at the age of four, and understand the Book of Songs at the age of eight, he will have to wait until he is thirteen. After the age of one, one must take the academy examination to have the lowest level of fame.
Xue Poye looked at these scholars who had become idiots in their studies, and felt a little emotional. In fact, although there are many candidates for the exam, the number of people who can be admitted is very small. Think about the day when Xiao Suzhen signed the letter in Lanyuexuan. There are thousands of scholars but less than a hundred scholars. It can be seen that it is not easy to obtain the lowest fame.
These intellectuals who are about to turn into idiots, even if they become officials later, they don't know why they should contribute to the country.
Thinking that the college examination is coming soon, I don't know one of the "Four Books" and "Five Classics", and I don't know how to get the fame of a scholar. It's really annoying.