Kuai Chuan: The villain became my plug-in

Chapter 43

Zhou Guo In March 1980, Gu Nian brought Gu Qingyue and his family moved into the capital.

Gu Qingyue and Cuihuan stood on this land again, with a lot of feelings in their hearts. They thought that they would never set foot on this place in this lifetime, but they finally came back.

Gu's mansion was taken back by the court when the emperor ordered Gu Hua to be executed. Gu Nian and a few people first settled in the inn, and then slowly searched for a place to live.

Now they are all using Gu Qingyue's dowry, which cannot be said to be rich, but it is just enough to spend in the capital.

Buying a house in the capital is something Gu Nian dare not think about now.

The general examination brings together talents from the state capital, which is comparable to the college entrance examination in the previous life. Gu Nian entered the examination room on a warm and cold spring day.

Gu Nian picked up the blank rice paper and calmed down his nervous mood. In the previous life, he passed five tests and cut six generals, and stood out from the crowd of students. In this life, he has to do it all over again, and he felt an inexplicable sense of tension.

"Leave the question! Let the question go!"

The Minister of the Ministry of Officials was wearing a men's suit with a pattern of cranes and clouds, holding a golden silk brocade in his hand, which wrapped the current emperor, and circled the first test question.

Said: In a good year, the rich will get more, but the poor will get very little; in a bad year, they have no land and property, the strong will be displaced, and the old and weak will die in the ravine.

As soon as Gu Nian saw the test questions, he thought of the turbulent 79 years, natural disasters and man-made disasters came together, Zhou Guo was full of wailing.

His face was dusty and smoky, and his temples were grey and black with ten fingers.

Although it is a poem by a charcoal seller, it is not wrong to describe the poor people.

Gu Nian closed his eyes, and thought of the heavy taxation in his mind, which made the common people breathless. The peasants, farmers, businessmen, and merchants seemed to be at the bottom, but the peasants were actually at the bottom.

She quickly typed up a version of the draft in her mind, not only to combine the reality, but also to make a change plan, which could actually change this situation.

Gu Nian thought of "spread into the mu".

Dingyin was allocated to the land tax for collection, and the previous "head tax" was abolished.

The originally displaced people were quickly gathered together to maximize productivity, reduce the economic burden of landless and landless farmers, and promote population growth.

The current state of Zhou is just waiting to be revived, to extract the essence and discard the dross.

Gu Nian sorted out all his thoughts, and then began to write calmly.

Gu Nian unreservedly swayed what he wanted to say, what should be said, what should be said.

Standing on the shoulders of the predecessors, working for the welfare of the people, Gu Nianxiang, everyone in her situation will do the same as her, or even do better.

The water in the hourglass fell little by little, and Gu Nian put all his attention on the answer sheet, forgetting himself.

When the bell for the end rang, Gu Nian stretched his muscles and bones in the small cubicle, and could hear the sound of bones snapping and dislocation.

In the past three days, she slept in it when she was sleepy, added some sugar when she was hungry, and ate the dry food that Gu Qingyue had prepared for her. In a blink of an eye, she felt that the hard things had become memories.

Gu Nian packed up her things and walked out of the tribute courtyard slowly. Gu Qingyue and others at the door were anxiously waiting in place.

Seeing Gu Nian coming out, Gu Qingyue ran over and dragged Gu Nian to look around. Seeing that Gu Nian was in a good state of mind, she relaxed.

Without asking how Gu Nian was doing in the exam, he took her cold hand and stuffed her with a Tang Pozi.

"Hurry up! Get warm! It's freezing. It's icy in this tribute courtyard. I saw a scholar who was carried out yesterday. It's really a crime..." After Gu Qingyue finished speaking, she realized what she shouldn't have said, closed her mouth, and pulled Then Gu Nian got into the carriage.

Cuihuan got into the car one step ahead of them, and saw Gu Nian sitting up with the curtain lifted, and hurriedly asked, "Master, are you hungry? There is chicken soup warmed up in the car, do you want a sip or two?"

Although she survived the three days of the test, it was not a comfortable place after all. She hadn't washed and washed for a few days, and she felt unkempt, which made her lose her appetite.

But when he looked back, he saw that Cuihuan had already filled a bowl, and when he was about to hand it to her, he couldn't utter the words of refusal, pulled himself together, smiled at everyone, took the chicken soup and drank it down in one gulp.

"Delicious."

After arriving home, a familiar aura rushed over, and Gu Nian's tense heartstrings relaxed.

When I fetched water to wash and cleaned myself up, the whole person came back to life. A bowl of chicken soup was already digested without a trace, and my stomach is now singing like an empty city plan.

When Gu Nian came out of the house, he saw no one anywhere. He called out twice, but no one answered. Suddenly, he saw smoke rising from the chimney on the roof.

With a thought, I went to the kitchen and saw Gu Qingyue, Cuihuan and Zhang Xiaofeng all nesting here.

The milky white steam lingered in the room, hazy as if covered with a layer of white gauze, and the laughter and laughter in it were the heartstrings of the playing song.

"Why are you all here?" Gu Nian asked in surprise.

Zhang Xiaofeng put down the fire stick in his hand, led Gu Nian, and sat down by the fire, the temperature here was warmer, "Master, didn't you go to rest?"

When Gu Nian came back, his face was tired and unsightly. Gu Qingyue and others all chose not to disturb her, wanting her to have a good rest, but Gu Nian came here by himself.

"Wait a while, what are you doing?"

Gu Qingyue and Cuihuan's hands were covered with flour, and they kept moving. They looked up at Gu Nian and smiled brightly: "I'm making the No. [-] Scholar Cake. My aunt hopes that you will be named on the gold list and live up to the hard work you have done in the past."

Gu Nian was dumbfounded, and shook her head: "How, how can this be taken seriously? If you can go to high school by eating a piece of cake, why do you need the imperial examination?"

In addition to the last life, in Gu Niansan's 40 years, no one has ever done such a thing for her. Because of a little hope, she is diligently doing meaningless things.

In her own world, no one cares about her.

The only one, An Chuhe, had never been with him because of his own reasons, and the two of them had no chance to eat at the same table.

In the previous life, although her father and mother loved her, the education she received since she was a child was to abandon feudal superstitions, and no one cooked for a ridiculous moral.

She couldn't understand this kind of blind behavior, but how could a heart beating so fast in her chest, and why did her eyes want to shed tears like this?

Gu Nian twisted a piece of cake, the cloud-like shape was dense and delicate, took a bite, it was soft and sweet, the cake was decorated with rose sauce that Gu Qingyue boiled, and the rich aroma melted in the mouth little by little.

Several people watched Gu Nian eat the champion cake, and cheered happily: "Congratulations, congratulations! Our future champion has eaten the champion cake, congratulations Gu Zhuangyuan!"

The corners of Gu Nian's raised mouth were restrained forcibly, and he waved his hands again and again: "If it's true as you say, if I don't pass the exam, it will be hard to end."

Gu Qingyue lightly tapped Gu Nian's eyebrows with her flour-stained fingertips, and said, "What does that matter, in our hearts, you are our number one scholar!"

Cuihuan and Zhang Xiaofeng agreed, nodding their heads quickly, smiling happily, and praised: "The number one scholar! The number one scholar!"

(End of this chapter)