Mountains and rivers pray for peace

The Feng Qing in front of him did not show any anger, but the veins in his neck were tight, revealing his true emotions.

Qiu Wei failed the exam many times, and the flattering voices that originally congratulated him for being successful in high school turned into ridicule and ridicule. He could not face the disappointed eyes of his parents, nor could he accept his failure calmly.

There was no extra money at home for him to take the exam again and again, but the shopkeeper Yizhaoxian was sincerely recruiting him, so he left his hometown and came here to work as a storyteller.

This world highly values ​​scholars. In the past six months, the shopkeepers and waiters in the restaurant have treated him politely. Even though she knew about his past, she deliberately didn't mention it.

But in this world, it is worthy of the saying "a scholar who is useless is a scholar." Regular customers, especially those naughty dandies, who learned that he failed in repeated attempts, would throw a few coins at him while he was telling stories, and then laugh wildly.

That's naked humiliation.

At first, he would be angry, but he soon discovered that this anger would only make those who teased him more excited, and it would not be helpful to his own situation. And with more drama like this happening, he gradually became numb.

He comforted himself that he could get the reward anyway, but it was just for selling a few smiles, so why not do it?

Speaking of which, Huo Qi's reward today is much more than what those Qixi dudes gave him. But her humiliation also came much more violently.

Her behavior is also very strange.

A girl, taking this younger girl to a restaurant, this kind of courage is also rare in Sui Yang, who has strong folk customs. The waiter said that this was a guest from Jiangyang who came to the restaurant to try something new. But while he was telling the story on the stage, he kept paying attention and saw that she didn't touch a bite of the food on the table.

Anger and confusion intertwined, forcing him to chase him out.

And she seemed to have already calculated that he would chase her out when she arrived.

I saw the girl holding the little girl in front of her behind her, like a skylark protecting its chicks: "The reward is from me."

"This is not the place to talk. If Mr. Feng wants to ask for an explanation, you can drink a bowl of hot tea with me."

Huo Qi didn't wait for his answer, so he led Usnea and walked across the street.

There were a few benches and tables, and a tea vendor set up a tea stall on the opposite street corner. It was well past the lively hour and the guests had dispersed. The tea vendor was cleaning up the stall. Seeing Huo Qi coming over, he hurriedly picked up the soup bottle from the shelf and poured two bowls of scalding tea soup.

Feng Qing followed the green figure with her eyes, kicked the gravel at her feet, and finally followed her.

He sat down opposite Huo Qi, waiting for her to speak first, but he saw her blowing and sipping tea, taking her time. This kind of calmness can only be found by people who don't have to run around for a living.

Feng Qing finally couldn't help but laugh miserably: "I wonder if you have seen enough of Feng's jokes?"

"To be honest, I didn't expect that Mr. Feng would accept my ten taels of silver." Huo Qi put down the tea bowl and looked calmly, "I wonder how old Mr. Feng was when he ended up in the first autumn?"

Feng Qing was stunned.

The eyes of the woman in front of her are like a clear spring that can cleanse away all the ugliness in the world and accommodate all the embarrassment and uneasiness. She calls him "Mr. Feng". She may be different from the playboys who humiliated him in the past.

He replied in a strange way: "Eighteen."

Just now I heard from the waiter that Feng Qingqiuwei failed the exam four times. Huo Qi thought for a moment and said, "Mr. Feng is only in his early thirties now."

Usnea behind her looked surprised.

Feng Qing's temples were as frosty as frost. At first glance, he thought he was already in his sixties. But if you look closely, you can see that when he is angry, his eyebrows become more vivid, and you can indeed find some traces of a young man. It was because studying was too hard that my hair turned gray. Ordinary people have to put in all their efforts if they want to live a decent life.

Thinking of this, Usluo felt sad.

Huo Qi took out a tael of silver and turned to Usnea: "Usnea, go buy some rouge for me. Use the remaining money to buy some things you like."

This means getting rid of her.

Usnea was stunned for a moment, knowing that what the master planned must not be simple, so she quickly and wisely said: "Then girl, be careful. I will come back in half an hour."

After saying that, he walked briskly to the rouge shop in front.

Watching Usnea go away, Huo Qi withdrew his gaze, poured a bowl of tea soup with his own hands, and pushed it to Feng Qing: "May I ask Mr. Feng, do you really plan to be a storyteller in this life, and never seek fame or career from now on?"

Feng Qing didn't expect that Huo Qi, a girl he met by chance, would actually care about his future.

He held the tea bowl, and the heat flowed to the palm of his hand: "The road to victory is difficult to reach the sky. Feng has little talent and little knowledge. This will be the case in this life.

His expression calmed down, but his eyes were unwilling to accept it.

Unwilling to be caught by Huo Qi, she smiled, pondered for a moment, and said, "Mr. Feng, does he know someone named Wang Shouli?"

Feng Qing was startled, raised his eyes and said, "We know him."

Of course he knew Wang Shouli.

Jiangyang has four counties in one prefecture. He is from She County, and Wang Shouli is from Lu County. Both of them were candidates for the Jiangyang Township Examination last year. “Did you know that he failed the exam this spring?”

With a "bang" sound, the tea bowl was knocked down, and the hot tea soup spilled all over the table. The thick white smoke is the heat of the tea soup and the anxiety in Feng Qing's heart.

Huo Qi sent an unexpected message.

Feng Qing suddenly raised his head: "This... is impossible. Wang Xiandi is different from me. He has a talent that transcends the crowd and is a promising candidate for the top prize." He asked urgently: "But a moment of negligence led to his failure?"

Wang Shouli and he were both born in poor families, but there was also a gap between them.

His stupid bird flies first, but Wang Shouli is talented and intelligent.

He failed the exam four times. Wang Shouli passed the high school examination once. Hearing that he went to the capital to attend the Spring Festival the next year.

Compared to those embroidered households in Kinmen, he actually envied people like Wang Shouli more. To him, people who are born with fine clothes and fine food are like the bright moon in the sky, out of reach. And Wang Shouli is more like a bright lamp hanging high above, with the same brilliance as the bright moon, but it seems that he can reach it with his hand.

For Wang Shouli to win the Autumn Ranking, it was both a hope and the last dagger to destroy him.

The hope is that in this kind of world, Bo Zuo's humble family can skyrocket to 90,000 miles. The despair lies in the fact that for the first time, he realizes his own limitations so clearly.

"A moment of negligence?"

Huo Qi chewed these four words carefully and smiled: "Mr. Feng failed the exam four times in Qiu Wei. Is this how he deceives himself and others?"

Feng Qing felt a suffocation in his throat: "You——"

Huo Qi took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Qing: "This is the list of the winners of this year's Spring Festival. Circled in red ink, they are all tributes from Jiangyang."

Feng Qing took it doubtfully, but after reading it, his expression changed drastically: "Li Wencai?"

Li Wencai is the son of the Li family, a wealthy silk merchant in Jiangyang. He is uneducated, idle, bullies men and dominates women, and runs rampant in the countryside. If you ask anyone at random on Jiangyang Street, everyone will know his bad reputation.

At that time, they were in the Gongyuan together. After leaving the room, Li Wencai forced Wang Shouli to kneel on the ground and wiped off the yellow mud on his shoes with his hands. Finally, he hooked Wang Shouli's chin with the toe of his shoe and kicked him to the ground.

He couldn't stand it at the time, and even stepped forward to stand up for Wang Shouli, but ended up like Wang Shouli.

He will never forget the humiliation and pain of having his head trampled on by brocade shoes.

"The last time I saw Wang Shouli was at the Baotai Gambling House in the capital. At that time, he was falsely accused by the people in the gambling house and almost went to the government. It was me who rescued him. Later, when I asked about it, I heard that he had escaped. Back to my hometown in Jiangyang."

"I wonder which deity you offended?"

"I'll take a bold guess. Is it the same as the story Mr. Feng just told?"

"Hey, look at this list again. Mr. Feng still needs an explanation for my humiliation. So what will Mr. Feng do to those who cut off the Qingyun Ladder?"

Huo Qi lifted the teacup up with gentle and graceful movements, and the words that came out of his mouth poured into Feng Qing's ears like a restraining spell, making him unable to move.

In an instant, he understood Huo Qi's intention.

When the results were released in the spring, Wang Shouli failed, but Li Wencai changed his identity and became a tribute scholar...

He suddenly remembered a lot.

Last year, the provincial examination list was posted, and all the policemen from the Jiangyang magistrate's office were dispatched to guard the list.

The officials said that this was because they were worried that the narrow roads were crowded and people would push each other so that they would fall down and become minced meat if they lost their footing. Thinking about it now, how could I know that it was not surveillance to prevent students from poor families from mutiny?

When someone raised an objection, the arrester couldn't help but kicked the person to the ground and cursed: "Keep your eyes open, the person who won the provincial examination is Wang Shouli! He is the official's destiny, and you are born with a low destiny!" Poor life!"

The little head catcher didn't know who he borrowed the courage from, and he sounded so arrogant.

But among the people on the list, in addition to the famous talent Wang Shouli, there are also Li Wencai, Fang Xu, Zhang Feng, Ruan Donglai...

This group of people have no ideas, rely on the shadow of their ancestors, and live in vain. How can they be nominated for the gold list? Is it just because he was born in the Zhongding Family?

Then I thought about it, why could Wang Shouli do it?

Maybe they just don’t learn enough to excel?

The government suppressed it, people spoke softly, and the poor family won the first prize. In addition, the mountain was high and the emperor was far away. Those questioning voices were finally suppressed and could not spread far away.

Did this girl come from far away?

Feng Qing looked intently at the girl in front of him, strategizing, menacing, mysterious and majestic.

"who are you?"

"Why are you telling me this?"

"What's your purpose?"

It's really reassuring to have Sister Huo here. Also, thank you for the book friend’s tip, Nuan Nuan is very considerate (ToT)