Wearing the cannon fodder little koi in the imperial examination essay

Chapter 253

On the day of the Lantern Festival, the dragon lantern dance organized by the village is coming to close the lanterns. This is the last lively event in the New Year. All the young and old in the village, big girls and dolls, all go to the drying yard to watch the last dragon lantern dance. Yes, even Yu Su and Song Xinglin are no exception.

Yu Su held a bag full of warm roasted chestnuts in his hands, and Song Xinglin put it on his shoulders, squeezed into the crowd, listening to the crackling firecrackers, watching the dragons and lions dancing in the center of the field, the gongs and drums shaking the sky, and the laughter , the scene was very lively, and everyone was very happy.

Unlike the bustle of the drying yard, and in stark contrast to the silence of Old Song's house, there were actually two people in the courtyard of Da Song's house next door who were not attracted by the bustle and stayed behind closed doors?
He Yuli was thinking little things in her heart. Today, everyone went to watch the lively lighting, but she took the initiative to take over the cleaning work at home after dinner and never went out. The one who was at home like her was naturally the one who felt that time was running out and shut herself down. Mr. Song Xingzu, who was shutting himself out in the study, was gone.

He Yuli quickly put the cleaned dishes in the cupboard, and wiped the wet hands on the apron in front of her body, but her eyes kept staring at the closed door in the courtyard.

God gave her a chance today, at first He Yuli was still hesitant, a little undecided, but then thinking of her future, He Yuli, who no longer wanted to be aggrieved and forbearing, finally raised her head and walked back to her room firmly. He took out a clay pot from under the bed like a treasure, and hurried back to the kitchen while holding it.

The pot in her arms was a good thing that she had spent a lot of effort on, begging her grandpa to tell her grandma. Today's success or failure depends on whether it works well, and she has no way out.

According to the method she saw her own mother operate when she was at home when she was a child, He Yuli poured out the precious deer blood in the small jar, rummaged in the kitchen, and finally got together the ingredients. He Yuli made a A plate of deer blood cake came out.

Put the enthusiastic deer blood cake on a clean tray, put the chopsticks on the chopsticks delicately, and add a bowl of hot rum, He Yuli took a deep breath, took off the apron on her body, and straightened her whole body This set of clothes is not much, but it is still neat. He Yuli carried the tray and went to the study as if she had died a hero.

She knew in her heart that if she went here, she would be benevolent if she didn't succeed.

bang bang bang bang bang...

In the room, Song Xingzu was reading a book at his desk.

In the autumn of last year, although I was selected as a scholar and was still among the best, this was only the beginning of the road to the imperial examination after all, it was only the starting point.

It is said that the imperial examination is like thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge, and those who can do it don’t know who they are.

The three-year round of the township examination is held every Zi, Wu, Mao, and You years. If there are no special accidents, it will be the turn this year. Will I be able to reach the sky in one step?Just look at this August.

Although the new year is just over and it is still the first month, it will only be a few short months until August. He has to seize all the time to study and work hard, not for others, but only for himself.

For this reason, it was the Lantern Festival, and no matter how attractive the hustle and bustle outside was, he could bear it.

Sitting on the fire barrel carefully prepared by his wife without distracting thoughts, Song Xingzu read the book with peace of mind, turning a deaf ear to all the noise from the outside world, until someone knocked on the door of the study room from outside.

Song Xingzu frowned, his brows were filled with impatience, he didn't look away from the book, he just asked, "Who is it?"

Didn't he tell his family before he entered the study that he would study in the study and not let anyone disturb him?

He Yuli outside the study door loved her husband-in-law so much, and always regarded Song Xingzu as her heaven, but whenever Song Xingzu was at home, her eyes were almost always on him.

He Yuli could hear her husband's impatience almost immediately from the voices in the room.

When she knocked on the door, she paused immediately, her heart tightened, and she wanted to retreat subconsciously, but thinking of her future, she tried her best to calm down again.

The hand holding the tray tightly grabbed the tray, as if only in this way can he regain some strength for himself, He Yuli said in a soft voice as much as possible: "Master, it's me."

"It's you?" Song Xingzu couldn't help frowning when he heard who was coming, his eyes finally moved away from the book, and stared in the direction of the door, as if he saw the person standing outside the door through the door. Song Xingzu was displeased, "Why are you? Yuli, didn't I tell you earlier that I want to review the book so that no one will disturb you? Why..."

"Xianggong!", He Yuli became anxious when she heard the words, and hurriedly interrupted Song Xingzu's words, "I know what you ordered, and I remember it, but this was not the time for dinner earlier. I worked hard and thought hard, and I was afraid that you would be hungry, so I specially made some food for you, and you opened the door, and let me bring the food in while it is fresh and warm."

Hearing that he was here to deliver food, Song Xingzu suddenly thought of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Disgust flashed in Song Xingzu's eyes, but he didn't have the intention of getting up to open the door at all, and just sent someone off casually.

"Osmanthus cake again? It's already night, so it's inconvenient to eat more sweets. I don't need it. Take it yourself..."

The food in her mouth didn't come out yet, and He Yuli, who was already in a hurry outside, quickly pointed her head and explained, "No, no, my husband, it's not sweet-scented osmanthus cake, it's not sweet-scented osmanthus cake! I made some sweet wine and got some fresh things , so I made a salty blood cake for you, my husband."

"Oh? Salty? Blood cake?"

Hearing the explanation from his child bride-in-law outside the house, Song Xingzu, who rarely had dinner to his liking, became interested, finally moved his noble buttocks, got up slowly, walked to the door, pulled the latch, and opened the door .

"come in."

After the door opened, Song Xingzu's eyes first fell on the tray held in He Yuli's hand. Seeing that the top was really no longer the third child, Song Xingzu nodded secretly to express his satisfaction, then stepped aside to open the door, and told He Yuli to Yuli enters the door.

He Yuli, who finally knocked on the door of the room, was overjoyed, her face was filled with joy, a big smile appeared on her face, and she responded crisply, and hurried into the room with the tray.

"Sir, this blood cake has to be eaten while it's hot, or it will smell fishy when it cools, so why don't you use it now?"

After entering the door, He Yuli went straight to the point, with a tone that seemed to be discussing, but actually carried strong hints and initiative.

Since Song Xingzu let people into the house, he naturally wanted to see if the blood cake was good or not.

He Yuli's words, he nodded reservedly, flicked his wide sleeves, sat down with him, raised his hand to close the book on the desk, put it on the corner of the desk, and nodded his chin on the desk that he had just emptied.

"Put it down, I'll try it."

"Hey, okay." He Yuli was overjoyed, and responded crisply. She hurriedly put down the tray in her hand, then grabbed the chopsticks on the chopstick rest, held them in both hands and handed them to Song Xingzu: "Master, please use them."

Song Xingzu hummed in a low voice, expressing his satisfaction, reached out to take the chopsticks, picked up a piece of blood cake and tasted it carefully.

It has to be said that He Yuli's craftsmanship is still very good. It should be a bloody cake, but under her skillful handling, there is no fishy smell and the taste is very good.

In addition, this is a salty pastry, which is different from the sweet and greasy pastry in the past. It unexpectedly suits Song Xingzu's appetite, so it is considered fresh.

A plate of cakes worth less than ten pieces was quickly put into the mouth by Song Xingzu in a blink of an eye. On the way, He Yuli saw that her husband liked it. He quickly picked up his sweet wine with high-grade rice wine and handed it to Song Xingzu.

"Msister, eat slowly, come, take a sip of sweet wine to relieve your tiredness, I've already let it cool down, and it's time to eat it now."

Satisfied with He Yuli's thoughtful service, Song Xingzu hummed reservedly, put down his chopsticks, and raised his hand to take the bowl that He Yuli brought.

Convinced that the temperature was not high, Song Xingzu blew on it subconsciously, then grabbed the porcelain spoon next to the bowl, and scooped it up one by one, with gentle movements, but frowned when he drank it.

"This rum?"

He Yuli was startled when she heard the words, and then immediately calmed down, pretending to be innocent and ignorant, staring at the rum in Song Xingzu's bowl, pretending to be surprised and puzzled.

"What's wrong with this sweet wine? But the taste is not right? Alas, the previous father-in-law also said that this year's mother-made sweet wine is a bit old, not to mention the strong taste, and the taste is a bit sour. My husband, but this sweet wine is good for you to drink Doesn’t taste right? Why don’t you drink it, and I’ll take it away.”

While talking, He Yuli reached out to grab the bowl, just wanting to appease her husband quickly so that she can act on her own.

As a result, Song Xingzu didn't notice because the action was too urgent, but He Yuli bumped into him. There was more than half a bowl of sweet wine left in the bowl, and he poured it directly under Song Xingzu...

It's just so damn unlucky that the wet and dirty position is particularly embarrassing.

This was beyond He Yuli's expectation. Seeing that she had accidentally stained her husband's favorite green bamboo robe, He Yuli was in a hurry, and hurriedly patted it, and even pulled her sleeves to wipe it.

Poor Song Xingzu, he only ate the bloody deer blood cake and drank half a bowl of sweet wine with ginseng. He was just at the age of youthful blood.

Haven't eaten pork, haven't seen a pig walk?Besides, he has heard a lot about the rich kid who lives in the same room as him, bragging about these romances when he has nothing to do.

Song Xingzu was top-heavy, and the figures in front of him seemed to be shaking, and he felt hot all over his body, and his blood rushed straight to the top of his head.

At this time, He Yuli didn't realize it at all.

He just kept lowering his head, almost crying in a hurry, disgusted with his own clumsiness, just kept lowering his head, eager to make up for it, but he didn't know that his snow-white neck and beautiful curves were just the same. Such exposure in front of Song Xingzu's eyes made someone's nose bleed almost.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. I'm sorry, oh, sir, I didn't mean to, really, I didn't mean to wet Mr.'s clothes, I was wrong, Mr. I was wrong, Mr., I..."

What to do, what should she do?
After planning for so long, she was screwed up by herself. What should she do?
He Yuli secretly bit her lower lip, almost bleeding from the bite, while secretly hating herself for being owed a hand, and at the same time regretting endlessly, tears could not stop dripping down.

She couldn't grasp such a good opportunity. She had devoted herself to planning for so long, and she had failed her. She...

Sniffing, He Yuli looked up at the red-eyed person in front of her with tears in her eyes, He Yuli begged for mercy again and again, "I'm sorry, Mr., don't be angry, I, I... I'll go get you some clean clothes, Mrs. Replacement, Mr. Xiang is waiting for me, I will come as soon as I go, soon, ah..."

Subconsciously, He Yuli wanted to run back to Song Xingzu's room to get clean clothes to change for her man. She turned around, and as soon as she took a step, He Yuli's hand was tightly grabbed by Song Xingzu.

Not to mention that the arm was heavily grabbed, Song Xingzu, who had already lost his reason, forcefully and lightly pulled back the person who was trying to run away. He Yuli's feet softened and fell into Song Xingzu's body. in the arms.

Song Xingzu was in pain, he couldn't help snorting, he felt a cold rush into his arms, and the thick heat rising from his body was also comforted at this moment, Song Xingzu didn't give He Yuli a chance to speak, he lowered his head, and caught him directly He stopped the little mouth that wanted to say more.

"Phase... woo..."

The person in his arms is his wife, and he is no longer the boy he used to be. Although his studies are important now and the timing is not right, if he really can't help but consummate the house, then what's the problem?
Thinking about it this way, the tense nerve in Song Xingzu's mind suddenly loosened, and what happened next came naturally.

And the book that was properly placed on the corner of the desk by someone just now also fell to the ground with a bang...

I don't know how long it took, but the room gradually became quiet.

He Yuli was also a little surprised, she made her wish come true by accident, although her body hurts, her heart was beautiful, but when facing this god-like husband by her side, He Yuli felt uncomfortably uncomfortable.

She gently pushed the person who was hugging her, He Yuli endured the discomfort in her body, blushed pretty, and didn't even care about cleaning up the mess, so she hid in her room in shame and didn't dare to show her head .

What a shame!

He Yuli, who had achieved her goal but was shy, hid. Song Xingzu suddenly smiled when he saw her receding back, with the tip of his tongue against the back of his teeth, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and there was endless romance at the end of his eyes.

This is my wife, I am good with her, why should I be ashamed?

When the family returned home at night, the Da Song family, who had no idea what happened, saw their most promising Dalang go straight back to the house of the child bride after washing up. They just raised their eyebrows and didn't feel anything wrong unusual.

After all, after all these years, Dalang would occasionally go to He's house to rest, but Dalang was determined, and nothing happened to the two of them.

In the past, when Da Lang failed the examination of a scholar, they still hoped that there would be something between them, so that Da Lang would have a future sooner, but now that Da Lang is promising, they feel that this child bride is not worthy of their Da Lang. .

Dalang didn't go to He's place for the whole year, but today it changed from usual, Da Song's family raised eyebrows when they saw this, but thinking that today is Lantern Festival, maybe Dalang will go back to the city to study tomorrow, It is normal for Da Lang to go to He's to appease this little bitch tonight.

After all, they are kind-hearted!

Thinking about it this way, everyone in the Da Song family didn't take it seriously, and didn't take it seriously at all.

The result was that they were negligent and didn't pay attention to it. Instead, they made the little bitch who used to pretend to be pitiful, blow Dalang's pillow wind, and even wanted to take her to the county town, told her to escape and leave home, and go happily on her own.

Of course, this is something for later, but for now.

Song Xingzu came to He Yuli's room and saw her curled up on the bed with the back of her head facing him. Song Xingzu was amused, went to the bed and sat down, put his hand on He Yuli's shoulder, with a gentle voice.

"What? But it's still uncomfortable?", Song Xingzu thought he was considerate when he was a man for the first time.

When He Yuli was asked this question, she froze at first, subconsciously trying to hide under the blanket, but was grabbed by Song Xingzu's big hand and taken out of the blanket.

The whole person was hugged by her husband, He Yuli couldn't avoid it, she was a little ashamed, "Sir!"

This coquettish look, I rarely see it, such a beautiful woman, Song Xingzu only felt a burst of relief in his heart, and it was rare to have the idea of ​​coaxing others.

"Okay, okay, don't be shy, Yuli, it's because of your husband, I made an apology for your husband, don't be annoyed, Yuli."

"Sir, you still say it!"

He Yuli, who was sweet at heart, heard what Song Xingzu said, she pretended to be ashamed and annoyed on her face, Song Xingzu felt inexplicably itchy and numb like being scratched by a cat's paw, and perfectly matched He Yuli's coquettishness, stretched out her hand He hugged her and smiled happily.

"Hahaha, don't say it, don't say it, it's okay if you don't say it for your husband, but Yuli, we are husband and wife, and it is natural for a husband and wife to be in London, why are you shy?"

While talking, Song Xingzu laughed again, as if to prove what he just said.

That's right, young people, full of vigor.

He Yuli's body was still hurting, but she wanted to hide, but she thought of her plan...

She trembled, resisting the urge to back away, her eyelashes trembling violently, trying to face her husband with her best side, and her voice was weak and boneless, "Msg, Mrs., please take pity on me, you are light, light click it……"

This time, Song Xingzu's state was full of blood and revived. Afterwards, Song Xingzu sat on the bed holding He Yuli in his arms with satisfaction, and kept rubbing He Yuli's smooth back with his hands.

"My Yuli family is very good, and I am very happy to be my husband, but it's a pity... well, studies are the most important thing, Yuli, I have to go back to the county school tomorrow as my husband, you..."

The person in the arms was startled when he heard the words, and raised his head suddenly, "Sanggong is leaving tomorrow? Why don't you stay for two more days? I, I, I just..."

Feeling the trembling of the person in his arms, Song Xingzu's resolute heart was rarely softened.

He paused for a moment with the hand stroking He Yuli's back, and after three breaths, Song Xingzu said lightly, "Well, how about I stay with you for two more days, how about I give you compensation?"

In fact, he himself is a little bit reluctant, but studies are important, and the imperial examination is more important. He can give himself two days to relax and relax, but he can't be addicted, so he comforts the people around him like this.

What He Yuli wanted was not this result. Now that the conversation had come to this point, she thought it was an opportunity, so she hurriedly answered the conversation, her voice filled with infinite weakness and anticipation, as well as begging for mercy.

"Sister-in-law, logically, I shouldn't have said that, but Mr. Mr., now that I have consummated with Mr. Mr., the family is afraid that they will be annoyed that I delayed Mr. Mr., and they will definitely punish me. Mr. Mr., I'm afraid!"

At a time like this, every man is a bit machismo, right?

Anyway, Song Xingzu didn't know what happened to others, but now, in such a situation, when he saw his woman tremblingly hugging him and saying she was afraid, Song Xingzu felt pity and protection inexplicably.

He hugged the person in his arms tightly, and comforted him softly, "Yuli, don't be afraid, it's fine. I'll go and tell my mother in person in the morning tomorrow, and let you take care of it..."

Are you going to tell Granny?Isn't that a joke!
He Yuli trembled all over, and the hand hugging Song Xingzu's waist suddenly tightened, tears glistened in the corner of her eyes, and she sadly stopped begging for mercy.

"Farewell, sir! I beg you, sir, don't tell mother, you told mother, it's fine if you're at home, if you're not..."

He Yuli's frail body couldn't help but trembled again, this time the magnitude was obviously stronger than last time, which made Song Xingzu clearly feel how much his wife was afraid of his own mother.

Between mother and wife, who do you choose?
Song Xingzu sighed, and patted He Yuli on the shoulder lightly, "Yuli, mother is very good, she is reasonable, I and..."

"No, Mrs., Mrs.! Listen to me!", He Yuli became more and more anxious, no longer caring about hiding her true purpose, and went straight to the point with Song Xingzu, but what she said was still very skillful, she hurriedly said .

"Sanggong, I love and respect him, and I can't let him go. To tell you the truth, I worry about him every day at home. I always think that he is alone in the city. What should I do if I can't eat well? What should I do if I can't sleep well? Worrying every day, worrying about my husband, I can't even do the housework well, which always makes my mother-in-law unhappy. I know it's my fault, but I can't stop worrying about you, my husband. Can't help it!"

Putting her head deep into the man's arms, and tightly hugging Song Xingzu's waist with both hands, He Yuli continued her efforts.

"Msister, Mrs., I beg you, why don't you take me into the city with you? I will serve you as soon as possible. I promise, I will not make trouble for you. Please, Mrs., I want to have a date with you." As a companion every day, I want to be with you every day, serve you, make you happy, my husband..."

Hiss, so that's her purpose.

If it was before, I would never agree.

But now...

Thinking of the fact that I couldn’t eat well or live well in the county school, the rich man I slept with never liked to read books, and he liked to talk about Yingying and Yanyan when he was pulling him, and he also liked to snore when he slept at night. In this way, I might as well rent a house outside to live freely.

When the time comes, he will bring his wife and let her take care of him. When the clothes are dirty, someone will wash them in time. When the time comes, there will be delicious hot meals ready-made. Occasionally relax and indulge, why not do it?

Thinking of this, Song Xingzu nodded, and readily agreed to He Yuli's request.

"Okay, because you can't do without me, Yuli, I will take you into the city as a husband. Get up early tomorrow morning and clean up. We will leave in the afternoon. I will rent a place next to the county school in the city. The house is."

Now I am a scholar, with the gift of rice from the imperial court, not to mention that someone is rushing to curry favor with you to give money, not to mention that I can write well, and the price of copying books is higher than that of ordinary scholars, so I go to restaurants, restaurants, Drinking tea in the tea room can also compose poetry and sell it, and the price of selling it is not low.

Isn't it just renting a house and raising a wife?
The reckless man next door and the ruffian can do it, why can't I?

That's it!

(End of this chapter)