I go to the ancient imperial examinations

Chapter 71
The weather is urging, the winter solstice and the spring are coming again.

The Jiujiu Xiaohan Wenhui is held in Leshan Residence every year, and all scholars can participate.

Many young talents who want to be famous have already prepared poems that will be used later, just waiting for this day to be a blockbuster. It would be better if they can get the attention of the county school and the master.

"Mother, the head of the family went to the county town to see if there was any business to do, and he could make a fortune a few years ago, and secondly, let Dalang show his face at the literary conference. Without the surname of Lin, my family's Dalang hasn't Can't read the book?" Xiao Yao's annoyed voice was all dissatisfaction with Master Lin.

Looking at Zhan Dalang, who still has a little bruise on his face, she will regret it when Dalang becomes an official father in the future!

The old lady Zhan was a little stunned. The day before yesterday, she saw that the dead girl didn't come back, and she thought she was dead.

Unexpectedly, he came back in a carriage the next morning. He didn't say that he was safe, and he brought back a lot of things, which caused a burst of praise in the village, while the Zhan family in the old house was ridiculed and ridiculed in various ways.

"Mother, you are talking!" Xiao Yao Shi urged dissatisfiedly, the head of the house and Da Lang were waiting for Yin Zi to go out, and it would be too late to delay any longer.

The old lady Zhan raised her eyes and looked at Xiao Yaoshi with a gloomy gaze, her dry lips opened up and down, "The Shu Xiu who returned from the private school, take it out and use it first."

She didn't want to take out the silver that was in Xiao Yao's pocket, but seeing the gloomy old lady Zhan with her eyes cold like a poisonous snake, Xiao Yao's retorted words were swallowed again.

"Okay, you and Dalang go out, I want to sleep." Mrs. Zhan stood up and walked towards the main room with a hunched and thin body.

"Dalang, your milk is an iron rooster!" When Mrs. Zhan entered the room, Xiao Yao scolded him bitterly.

Being kicked out of the private school by Master Lin, Zhan Dalang was angry and annoyed, he just wanted to perform well at the text conference and let Master Lin see how blind he was!
"Mother, get the money!" Zhan Dalang said impatiently, and the mother became more and more long-winded. She was really a country woman, vulgar!

"Don't rush, don't rush, mother will go get it now, you can save some money." Xiao Yao took Zhan Dalang back to the bedroom in the north wing.

Pushing the door open, the old lady Zhan who entered the room originally wanted to lie down, but she saw a dark shadow out of the corner of the eye, and before she could shout, she was slapped on the back of the neck, and she fainted as soon as it got dark.

The mountain behind Jinlin Village.

In winter, the weather is cold and the mountain is windy. The Pianzi Mountain in the north has no trees except for a lot of stones. Therefore, in winter, few people come to the village. Therefore, Boss Zhan comes here every day before dawn to pick up stones and go back to Li's Leiyuan. wall.

After being dazed for a while, she woke up faintly, looking at the dark cave, the old lady Zhan who was sitting on the stone wall cried out, begging for mercy in horror, "Don't kill me, I don't know anything..."

"Tell me everything you know." The deep male voice was full of panic and coldness. At the same time as the voice fell, the sharp sword pointed in front of Mrs. Zhan, and if she got closer, she would be blinded. eyes.

With a plop, she knelt on the ground, and Mrs. Zhan's body was shaking like a dead branch in the cold wind. She looked up in horror, and her face was bloodless.

The man in the dark wears a ghost mask, his blood-red mouth, and his fangs show, which can scare people away with just one glance.The long sword was not retracted, and the man said coldly: "When did you know that Zhan Feiyu is not Li's daughter?"

The old lady Zhan just thought it was someone from the past who came here, and answered with trembling lips: "I went to the midwife Ma in the village to see it, and she said that Li was pregnant with a boy."

The eldest son of Zhan is the eldest son in the family. Mrs. Li has not been pregnant for many years after she married. The little Mrs. Yao in the second room has already given birth to the eldest grandson of the Zhan family.

Four years later, Mrs. Li was pregnant, not to mention the big house couple, old man Zhan and Mrs. Zhan were also very happy, the big house finally had a future.

It would be best if Li's first child gave birth to a son, but even if the first child gave birth to a girl, it wouldn't matter. As long as he could give birth, he would always give birth to a son after flowering.

Madam Zhan watched Li's belly getting bigger, took twenty eggs and a bag of brown sugar to find Midwife Ma secretly.

The midwife Ma was 80 years old at the time, and she did not know how many children she had delivered. After collecting the things, she helped Mrs. Li look at them, and then told Mrs. Zhan that she was responsible.

"Li's fetus was well raised, but she gave birth prematurely for some reason. The midwife in the village ran away when she said it was a dystocia. The boss went to the county in the middle of the night to find a midwife..." Mrs. Zhan still remembers the light rain that night.

It was also Li's luck. He thought it was a dead body and two lives. Who knew that a carriage stopped at the door of Zhan's house in the rain and mist. Boss Zhan really found a midwife, and there was a female doctor with him, too. A woman in her 50s.

"I heard from the eldest that they were originally seeking a life in Nanxuan Mansion, one for delivering babies and the other for treating women. They had no children and planned to return to their hometown in the north to retire when they were older. The eldest was almost hit by a carriage. Originally, I wanted the driver to take him to the county seat, but I didn't know it was such a coincidence."

Perhaps the memory is too deep. Even though it has been several years, Mrs. Zhan still remembers clearly, "The child was born in the ugly moment, but it was a girl. Mrs. Li bleeds during childbirth. I'm looking for a doctor."

The female doctor is good at gynecology. Li's postpartum hemorrhage requires not only good medical skills, but also medicine, so she can only go to the county hospital to see a doctor.

In the middle of the night, the newborn baby girl was hungry and crying. Fortunately, the female doctor brought dry goat milk cubes in her luggage, which she bought from a merchant on the grassland.

The female doctor thinks that the dried goat milk block nourishes the body. It is a long way back to the hometown, and it is not convenient to eat and drink on the carriage. The two of them are old and their bones are not good. Soaking the goat milk block in water can fight hunger and nourish the body. , I never thought that Zhan Feiyu in the swaddling clothes would drink it first.

"After soaking the goat milk cubes in hot water, there is a stench." Mrs. Zhan was also in a hurry at the time. Li was sent to the hospital without knowing the personnel. There has been no woman in the village who has given birth to children in the past six months. No milk can be found, and goat milk can't be fed.

Mrs. Zhan went to the kitchen to cook rice porridge, intending to feed the rice soup in the pot as milk.

The female doctor looked at the crying baby, and finally used a small stone mill to grind a little almond and added it to the goat's milk, and then added a little brown sugar. After all, it was not so fishy, ​​so she scooped a little bit with a spoon.

Who would have thought that less than half a spoon of this goat milk would be fed, and a dense rash appeared on the face of the little baby.

It was a chaos at that time. During the day, the second Zhan and the big-bellied little Yao took Dalang back to Yao's house. Zhan's third, Zhan's third, Ma and the driver drove the carriage to take Li to the hospital. Zhan The old man was guarding Erlang who was sleeping in the room, and the rest of the old lady Zhan panicked.

Fortunately, the midwife and the female doctor calmed down after the panic, and after some rescue, the baby was finally rescued.

"I was busy working for more than half an hour. At that time, I inadvertently saw blood coming out from under the big bag that the female doctor put on the chair..." At this time, Mrs. Zhan thought that her whole body was also chilled.

Madam Zhan unwittingly opened the bag, and she saw the little baby wrapped in clothes in the bag, the dead baby with no breath and still the covering, and it was a boy!
The next day, Mrs. Zhan found a woman from the next village and spent [-] wen to get the woman to live in a big house with her six-month-old son. She could also breastfeed Zhan Feiyu in the swaddling clothes every day.

Three days later, when Mrs. Li came back from the medical center, the rash on Zhan Feiyu's body had long since disappeared, and she was breastfeeding her child during confinement.

Except for Mrs. Zhan and Mr. Zhan, no one in the entire Zhan family knew that Zhan Feiyu could not eat almonds. Fortunately, the farmers were poor and had no spare money to buy dried fruits.

Because the midwife and the female doctor came in the middle of the night, they left the village before dawn, and they didn't want those long-tongued women to say that Zhan Feiyu had conquered Li's family as soon as he was born, and almost killed Li's body and two lives. The old Zhan family only said that Li gave birth to a child in the hospital because of dystocia.

Mrs. Zhan told everything she knew, and when she woke up again, she was already in the bedroom in the main house.

Her throat was hot and uncomfortable. Just as old lady Zhan was about to ask the old man Zhan outside to pour her a glass of water, she opened her mouth and only made an ahhh sound.

At the same time in the cave, after Nansu wearing a mask sent away the old lady Zhan, Yin Wuyan came out from the innermost part of the cave and said, "Look for an opportunity to give Li Shi and boss Zhan a pulse."

"Seventh Master, do you suspect that their husband and wife were drugged?" Doctor Ji understood as soon as he heard it.

That's right, Mrs. Li used to be pregnant with a male child. Six years have passed, and Zhan Feiyu is seven years old. Mrs. Li has not had any children. If it wasn't her own problem, she was drugged.

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Leshan Residence.

Zhan Feiyu didn't know that Mrs. Zhan was kidnapped by Nansu. Although she saved her life, she was poisoned and dumb.

Mrs. Zhan is illiterate and can't speak now. I'm afraid she will never be able to tell outsiders what happened in the cave for the rest of her life. Of course, in order to save her life, she probably wouldn't dare to reveal a word.

Master Lin took Zhan Feiyu, Lin Xiuyuan, and four other students, and sat down at the corner table as in previous years, not wanting to attract attention.

Zhao Jiaoyu of the county school and the two masters, together with the other seats in Shangsi County, were placed at the main table.

The students with outstanding talents and fame sat together, and the rest of the scholars took their seats in twos and threes. The lobby of Leshan Residence can be said to be full of friends.

"Father, this tea?" Lin Xiuyuan couldn't help but be startled as soon as the tea came in.

The tea in the Wenhui is provided free of charge by Leshan Ju. Biluochun with a tael of silver and a pot is only provided for the table for people, followed by talents, and the rest of the tables are ordinary tea.

Of course, no matter how ordinary it is, the quality of tea is much better than the tea that many people often drink.

Master Lin glanced at Zhan Feiyu, and then whispered: "Although Wenhui is based on Wenhui friends, but the six of you haven't even passed the county test, you are still Mengtong, you should listen more and say less."

"Yes, Master." The six Zhan Feiyu responded, no matter what the tea tasted like.

Waited for about a stick of incense.

Tian Lao Xiucai stood up. He was over sixty years old, his hair and beard were already gray, but his kind and kind smile on his face made people feel very close.

"The court is Tian Shelang, and the evening is Tianzitang." Tian Lao Xiucai's voice was loud and he continued loudly: "Today, this old man will be named Ling with his official title, and he will be named on the Golden List to congratulate you. He will serve as an official and benefit one party."

As soon as Tian Lao Xiucai finished speaking, he saw a scholar in a green shirt stand up, salute Zhao Jiaoyu and others in the main seat, and then said in high spirits: "Xiaosheng is not talented. , The Ci Zong of Meng Xueshi; Zidian Qingshuang, the arsenal of General Wang'".

"Brother Zhu is wearing a green shirt, this is a reminder for me to wait." Another short and fat scholar got up and said with a smile: "Whoever weeps the most in the seat, Jiangzhou Sima's green shirt is wet."

"The general's fox fur is not warm, and the protective sword is frozen."

"General Jiaogong is uncontrollable, and all the iron clothes are cold and difficult."...

The literary meeting has only just begun, and this flying flower order is not difficult, whether it is a short reading time or a general knowledge, it can be connected.

At this time, although the atmosphere in the lobby was warm, it was obvious that some white bodies were participating. The students of the county school did not speak, and their expressions were cold and arrogant, as if they were disdainful.

"Where can I find the ancestral hall of the prime minister, there are forests outside Jinguan City." Lin Xiuyuan also got up and answered.

A few more people picked it up, and Tian Laoxiu stood up when he saw it, "There is a saying: learning is not about exploring its flowers, you have to find the roots yourself. Too simple questions can't test everyone's knowledge, the next order will be flowers. The seven-character rhythm poem of the title starts from the first character and ends at the last character.”

The first line of the poem must begin with the word "flower", and so on, and the last line of the line must end with "flower".

Zhang Tianhao stood up and said impatiently, "The silver pond is overflowing with flowers."

The first opening was a coincidence. Zhang Tianhao glanced at Zhan Feiyu provocatively. If it wasn't for Zhang Xiucai's warning before the meeting, he would have been unable to restrain himself from provoking a few words.

Seeing that it was Zhang Tianhao, the people present immediately thought of the poem "Reclining Spring", and after silently reciting it in their hearts, the eyes that looked at Zhang Tianhao became even more bizarre.

"Sit down!" Zhang Xiucai said in a low voice, suppressing his anger, this idiot, standing up to receive Feihualing now, is just to make people laugh!If you want to be ashamed, you should wait for that dead girl Zhan Feiyu to lose her reputation!
Scholars who do not have a reputation are worried about Zhang Xiucai, but they dare not laugh at anything. The students of the county school have no such concerns. They are also scholars, and in the future, if they pass the township examination, they will be recruited. Zhang Xiucai who runs a private school is nothing.

"Brother Zhang is really talented, so I'll take the next sentence." The round-faced boy smiled and stood up, looking younger than Zhang Tianhao, but already a scholar.

The classmates on the side couldn't help laughing, "Wen Min, such a simple flying order won't be difficult for you, you should also ask Dou Master to ask the question."

Master Dou is the master of the county school. He is good at poetry and songs. He is also a good friend with the county magistrate. In the county school, Master Dou is the most strict, but every question must be stumped. No one can match the next link.

"The disciples have no status, I made you laugh." Master Dou said to the people at the same table, and then he looked at the students of the county school with a cold eye. It was obvious that he wanted to settle accounts after the autumn, which immediately caused mourning. one slice.

When Zhan Feiyu saw their bitter faces and regretted their appearance, he couldn't help laughing, and said in a low voice, "Master, I think they all look down on people."

There is clearly a chain of contempt in the Wenhui. Except for Zhao Jiaoyu's few masters, the students of the county school despise ordinary scholars, while the scholars despise Tongsheng, and Tongsheng despise Mengtong who have not even passed the county exam.

Before Zhan Feiyu saw the scholars at the two tables in the county school, maybe they were young and they already had a reputation as a scholar. They all held their heads high, and they seemed to be arrogant and degraded their identities at a glance. Unexpectedly, there were also naughty ones one side.

"It's about gathering people according to similar things and dividing them into groups." Master Lin said with a smile. The high-spirited county students do indeed have the capital to be proud of.

"I will meet you again in the season of falling flowers." The round-faced boy took the second sentence.

"The spring river flowers toward the autumn moonlit night." The third sentence came,
"Peach blossoms on faces are red." The classmate who was sitting next to him immediately answered the fourth sentence.

Without waiting for others to think, this round of flying flower orders has already been swept up by the students of the county school, "I don't know if the water flowers are the first to go", "Everyone who goes out is a flower watcher".

"Frost leaves are red in February flowers", the last sentence ends with the word flower.

Although they were all poems written by their predecessors, the speed was so fast that they knew that the students of the county school had already read the poems and songs.

Tian Lao Xiucai bowed his hands to the students of the county school to show his admiration, and said with a smile, "Why do you need wine when tea can be intoxicating?

The people present stood up one after another, Zhao Jiaoyu and others also held up tea cups. Although Tian Lao Xiucai was only a scholar and famous, but his age is here, and he is more charitable and charitable in Shangsi County, which is worthy of this respect.

After drinking tea, Zhang Xiucai stood up. His private school has also cultivated many scholars over the years. It cannot be said that peach and plum are all over the world, but Zhang Xiucai also has some say in Shangsi County.

"The day before yesterday, I had to split the word right, and the first couplet: the water is turbid when there are insects, the fish is fishy when the water is in the water, and the rivers and lakes are muffled." Zhang Xiucai said that it happened by chance the day before yesterday, but he actually figured this out last year I have been suppressing it all the time without saying it, just waiting for the Wenhui to say it today to show my talent.

As soon as the first couplet came out, the people present began to think hard.

It is difficult to split a pair of characters, but there are four sentences in the first couplet, a total of [-] characters, and it is even more difficult to neatly pair the second couplet in a short period of time.

After a long while, Zhang Xiucai smiled warmly: "I wonder if Brother Lin has a second link?"

If Zhang Xiucai attacked Zhan Feiyu, he would not be able to win. He must be older and already a scholar. Zhan Feiyu was just a Meng boy who had been in school for less than half a year. It was disgraceful to win, and even more embarrassing to lose.

But when he named Master Lin, he vented his anger to Zhang Tianhao in an upright manner. Who made Zhan Feiyu a student of Master Lin, and as a master, he became Zhang Xiucai's defeat, and Zhan Feiyu, a student, followed suit.

Just as Master Lin was about to get up, Zhan Feiyu took the lead.

Everyone in the lobby who was still thinking about connecting with them sat up straight, especially the round-faced teenagers from the county school, all of them with glowing eyes, waiting for Zhan Feiyu to do something.

"Master passed me the school exam the other day, and the students happened to have a couplet, and I asked Zhang Xiucai to comment." The crisp voice still belongs to the child's tenderness. Today, Zhan Feiyu is wearing a brand new yellow cross-collar top with a dark blue wide skirt. With red lips and white teeth, she is charming and cute, which makes people love it.

"Oh, I don't know what Zhan's prodigy's second couplet is?" Zhang Xiucai sneered. He pondered that the first couplet for nearly a year was for fame and revenge, but Zhan Feiyu came out to make trouble.

But Zhang Xiucai also showed a bit of disdain in his eyebrows.

After all, there are so many people present, from juren to scholars to other scholars, who have not come up with the next couplet, but why is she able to stand out?
Zhan Feiyu didn't hide his clumsiness, and said, "I am to the lower couplet: the bottom of the wood is the foundation, the top of the wood is the end, the wood is wood, the pine and cypress are dense."

"That's right." Zhao Jiaoyu praised with a smile.

At Zhan's house that day, she could only recite the "Three Character Classic", but she did not expect to be able to export it in just a few months. It is not an exaggeration to be praised by the county magistrate as a prodigy.

Zhao Jiaoyu can be said to be the leader of scholars in Shangsi County. As soon as he opened his mouth, he smashed his praises at Zhan Feiyu as if he didn't want money.

"I have a first couplet, and it's right to split the words, Zhan Xiaomengtong, listen carefully." The round-faced boy ignored Master Dou's fierce eyes and said with a smile: "An inch of soil is a temple, and there are poems beside the temple, and the poems say : The bright moon sends the monk back to the ancient temple."

This split character couplet is obviously more literary than Zhang Xiucai's just now, but it is also more difficult to make the next couplet.

Facing the gazes projected by the crowd, Zhan Feiyu, who was still standing, was not nervous, thinking with a chubby bun face, and matched with her black round eyes, this young and old-fashioned stupid appearance made the audience look older. All the scholars have given birth to love, if this is their own daughter, the stinky boy in the family would have been kicked out of the house long ago.

"Zhan Xiaomengtong, sit down and think, think slowly, don't be in a hurry." The round-faced boy's voice was soft, lest he would scare people, but his overly excited eyes made several classmates next to him turn silently. white eyes.

Wenmin can deceive others, but not them!
Wen Min always wanted a soft and cute little sister who would call his brother sweetly, but Mrs. Wen became pregnant with three children and gave birth to four stinky boys, the last two being twins.

There are four bear children in the house who can lift roof tiles. After Wenmin saw Zhan Feiyu, she wished she could take someone home secretly.

"I figured it out." Zhan Feiyu grinned and said with curved eyebrows: "The double wood is the forest, and the forest is forbidden, and the cloud is forbidden: the axe will enter the forest at the right time."

(End of this chapter)