Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 167

The impact of Mrs. Fengsheng's serious illness was greater than imagined. At least all the relatives of martial arts in Beijing postponed their wedding banquets, and even the originally scheduled palace elections were stopped.

All eyes were focused on the highest point on the north side of the imperial city - the Huangji Hall of the Dragon Head Palace.

"I heard that King Faithful was whipped by a saint..."

"That has nothing to do with you, it's crooked, rewrite it!"

Jia Cong's enthusiasm for studying would never exceed two hours. If it weren't for Daiyu sitting on his desk every day, the little fat man's buttocks would be as if they had thorns, and he couldn't sit still!
"Sister Lin is making me keep my ears shut and only read sage books!"

Jia Cong, who was mumbling, had no choice but to pick up the pen again, scribbling here and ticking that, copying the style of the pavilion.

This kind of font specially created to cope with the imperial examination is definitely the biggest torture for Jia Cong.

Daiyu held the travel notes she bought from Taobao in one hand, sipped tea and read the book with slanted eyes, and from the corner of her eye supervised Jia Cong who was muttering and practicing calligraphy.

All the wind and rain outside the mansion seemed to be unable to blow into this small study.A letter from Yangzhou yesterday said that Dad will come to Beijing to report on his work after Chunwei. Maybe this time the Beijing inspection plan is over, and Dad will be promoted to a Beijing official.

A gust of wind gently brushed the pages of the book, without the coldness of the past.Two chubby birds landed on the bare peach branches in front of the window, chirped and sang for a while, smoothed each other's feathers, and stared at the two people in the room with their heads tilted.

The corners of Daiyu's mouth were slightly raised, and she whispered softly: "In February, the remaining flowers bloom again. The winter cold is gone and the spring returns early. The whispering of dead branches outside the window is due to the east wind calling the sparrows."

Jia Cong's eyes lit up, he moved to Daiyu's side, put his chubby face closer, sniffed the fragrance of the little girl, and whispered: "Spring is here, why don't we go outside the city for a spring outing..."

"Yes, the sun is warm in spring and the sky is clear."

Daiyu raised her hand to partially cover the warm golden sun, and narrowed her eyes slightly.With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she gently pushed the chubby face that was close to her, and the soft touch made her playful.

Pinching the familiar face, he said jokingly, "How wonderful, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, which is a good time for reading. Starting tomorrow, how about a few more copybooks?"

ah ah ah ah...

Jia Cong immediately took a step back, pointed at Daiyu with wide-eyed eyes and cried out.

"Are you a devil? Where's my lovely sister Lin? You hid her somewhere, bring her back quickly..."

Boom!
Daiyu reached out and tapped the little fat man's head lightly, covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Your lovely sister Lin was hidden in the copybook by me, hurry up and make a few more, maybe I will save her come out."

Speaking of which, Daiyu got up, picked up the copybook that Jia Cong had knocked on the ground, tilted her head and said with a smile: "Sanlang, come on, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming, so it's good to study, let's continue to write the copybook."

"Ah ah ah ah..."

The pair of plump sparrows outside the window sang a little song to welcome the Spring Festival with the laughter in the room. Jia She passed by the small courtyard, smiled at the sound, and left with his hands behind his back.

……

With the opening of Jingcha and Daji, the court, which had been in trouble due to the Qingzhang Tianmu incident, seemed to be poured down by a bucket of cold water, and the wind changed overnight.

The temples of all ministries have stopped for a long time, and the leisure in the past is no longer there. Officials are hurriedly looking for connections, wanting to inquire about the arrangements of the Ministry of Officials.

When Qi Bohan and Chu Bang were out of Beijing to inspect places, the cabinet disputes seemed to be much less.After the upright Zhou Jiong asked the emperor for instructions, he temporarily implemented the method of doing nothing to cool down the matter of Qingzhang's fields, and was finally completely suppressed by the upcoming Chunwei Dabi.

There is never a shortage of new things in Beijing.

On the ninth day of the first day, when the gate of the tribute courtyard opened, Lin Bai, who lived in Rongguo Mansion, went to try Chunwei.Time flies, and three days later, on the [-]th Flower Festival of February, Daiyu will be ten years old.

Because of avoiding the taboo of Feng Sheng's wife's critical illness, Daiyu's tenth birthday banquet can only be celebrated in a small way.Except for relatives in the mansion, no relatives in-laws were invited.

Before dawn, Jia Cong got into the kitchen, stepped on a stool and stood beside the pot, wasting a lot of ingredients, and finally cooked a bowl of long-lived noodles that was considered acceptable.

It was slightly cold in the early spring, when Zicuckoo opened the window, he saw Jia Cong cautiously coming in through the courtyard door holding a tray.

"Girl, Third Master Cong is here."

Daiyu, who was washing up, wondered, "It's so early? Since when did Brother Cong be so diligent? These days, he procrastinates whenever he can. I'm afraid I'll come here sooner and give him more homework."

dong dong dong...

Just as he was talking, there was a knock on the door.

"Sister Lin, I'm here to celebrate your birthday!"

Xueyan giggled, and said while opening the door: "It turns out that my uncle is thinking about the girl's birthday, but I don't know if Master Lin will give my uncle's disciple a day off today."

The young master's voice made Daiyu's pretty face blush, and she said coquettishly, "You girl, why are you still making arrangements for me?"

The door opened, and Jia Cong saw Daiyu sitting in front of the mirror at a glance, with her long hair hanging loose, looking at him with a smile.

"Sister Lin, happy birthday!"

The room was filled with a faint fragrance. Jia Cong sniffed it lightly, put the steaming longevity noodles on the table, and proudly said: "This is longevity noodles made by myself. Sister Lin, try it."

Daiyu, who had been smiling so much, suddenly turned red, and burst into tears.

"Sister Lin, don't cry..."

"I didn't cry!"

Daiyu wiped away her tears, picked up her chopsticks, lowered her head and began to eat in small bites.

Jia Cong was lying at the table, watching Daiyu weep while eating longevity noodles.The two of them didn't talk about whether to cry or not, and they had a good understanding. This pair of children had already connected with each other and knew each other's thoughts.

After eating a bowl of steaming Longevity Noodles, Daiyu felt that the chill in early spring had long since disappeared.

After dressing up, Daiyu was like a flower fairy at this time, making the little fat man who was lying at the table staring blankly at her unable to move his eyes away.

Daiyu stretched out her slender fingers, tapped his head lightly, with a smile on her face: "Is it my birthday today, am I the oldest?"

"Of course!"

Jia Cong nodded without hesitation, but he didn't know that he had fallen into Daiyu's trap.

Daiyu got up and went to the screen, and after a while she brought a small box, put it in front of Jia Cong, and said with a smile, "Open it and have a look..."

what?
"Open it and have a look, it's a gift from me."

Jia Cong subconsciously opened the small box, only to find a neat box of books inside.

He flipped through it, and found that the handwriting was very familiar, all of which were in beautiful small letters with hairpin flowers.

"This is the classics and scriptures that I have copied these days, brother Cong, I will wait for you to marry Tanhualang after you pass the exam!"

Jia Cong raised his head and looked at the blushing girl in surprise. This was the first time Sister Lin expressed her love to herself.

I saw that although Daiyu blushed to the neck with shame, she still waited expectantly for his response.Xueyan and Zijuan on the side covered their mouths in surprise, and looked at their girl with wide eyes in disbelief.

Jia Cong laughed foolishly, took out a small red silk package from his sleeve, and slowly opened it.

It was a hairpin carved from mahogany, slightly rough, but also decorated with gold threads. There was a butterfly woven with gold threads on it, shining in the golden light of the morning sun.

He took a step forward, reached out and inserted the hairpin into Daiyu's bun, and said softly: "Shouxing has said so, so how can I not be a Tanhualang? This hairpin was made by myself, rough is rough It's a little bit more, but it represents my heart for Sister Lin. You and I will meet on the Xingbang, wait for that day to parade through the street, ask Sister Lin to wear a wedding dress, and I will marry you!"

……

Since the ninth day of February, after nine days of torment, the candidates who took the test finally climbed out of the Shuntianfu Gongyuan.

That's right, it's almost the same as climbing out.

Jia Cong watched the Confucian scholars "crawling" out one by one, and couldn't help shivering.

very scary!
To be able to torture people into such a ghostly state, the imperial examination is really not something people do!

The Lin family also studied both civil and martial arts, Lin Bo and his friends supported each other, and the moment they walked out of the tribute courtyard, they almost cried out.

It's too tormented, why did I get a stinky number?If it weren't for the sachet in the test basket, he would definitely not last a day.

"Brother Bai, can you still hold on?"

Jia Cong was about to go forward to meet him, but he saw Lin Bai waved his hands weakly and said, "Don't, don't come here, I'm not clean anymore!"

Ok?
Jia Shixi whispered, "Mr. Bai has been assigned a bad name."

puff……

Jia Cong couldn't hold back, and laughed out loud: "Brother Bai, you are too unlucky... Let's go, go home and wash up. Hey, Brother Tang, let's go together."

"Forget it, I'll go back to the guild hall..."

Tang Yin, the son of Hangzhou, who supported Lin Bo, couldn't help sniffing his sleeves, and said with a wry smile: "I'm so filthy, I won't smoke your house."

Jia Cong laughed indifferently, and stepped forward to grab the two of them with restraint: "Let's go, the two elder brothers have endured nine days in the tribute courtyard, and their bodies are very weak. There is no comfort at home in the guild hall. Just right I have encountered many problems in my studies these days, and I want to ask my two elder brothers for advice... Uncle Eleven, let's go, go home!"

……

On the third day of March in the painting hall, flocs fluttered on the window screens and swallows brushed the eaves.

Lianzi tasted cold wine in a few cups, and Zhezhi tried a spring shirt with a song.

Steps near the pool are better than looking in the mirror, and the household reflects the flowers under the curtain.

Instruct Lou Nan to play with the crescent moon, and the jade hook has two slender hands.

Half a month has passed, and all the candidates in the capital have come out of the shadow of the seven-day torment, eagerly waiting for the announcement of the emperor's list.

On the day of Shangsi, a hundred flowers are in full bloom.

A spring rain last night washed away the smoke and dust in the capital.

Jia Zheng in the front hall was more nervous than Lin Bo and Tang Yin sitting beside him. He drank cup after cup of tea and stared closely at Zhaobi.

Crackling, crackling...

"It's done! It must be the person who announces the good news~"

Jia Zheng slapped his thigh and laughed.Lin Bai and Tang Yin, who were constantly shaking on the chairs, became even more nervous.

"I got it, I got it, Mr. Tang is so powerful, he beat all the others and won the first place in the test!"

hiss!
Let alone Jia Zheng now, even Jia Cong opened his mouth in disbelief.Brother Tang, who likes to eat chicken, is so fierce!
Jia Shiyi with a happy face walked quickly to the front hall, clasped his fists and sang joyfully: "Master Lin is number one hundred and eighth on the emperor's list, holy on the Golden Luan Hall on the first day of March!"

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