Miao Fang kept crying and couldn't speak in her sobs, so she could only nod.

Wang Xueqin hugged his wife and children again and gritted his teeth and left.

"Dad, Dad!" The young daughter didn't know how to part, but she didn't want her father to leave. She took her little feet and was about to run over, but was hugged by her mother.

After turning around, tears in Wang Xueqin's eyes finally fell, but he quickly wiped them dry and got on the carriage.

I will send you thousands of miles away, and there will be a farewell.

Miao Fang half-kneeled on the ground, hugging her crying children tightly. Her eyes fell in the distance for a long time until her husband's carriage disappeared from sight until the sun sets and the night falls. If possible, she wants to stand here forever and wait for her husband who is returning from afar.

It’s not that Wang Xueqin didn’t hear the crying of his children behind him, but he always understood what he should do. He had been studying for more than ten years to be a high school Jinshi, enter the palace hall, become an emperor’s minister, and work for the people.

So, no matter how much reluctance he felt in his heart, he was still on the way.

Linhe Village and the Emperor Capital of the Great Yan Kingdom were several mountains and rivers apart. Wang Xueqin was traveling all the way through the moon and traveled thousands of miles in three months. Finally, he arrived at the imperial capital at the beginning of spring of the second year.

The country of Dayan is a prosperous country and strong people. The imperial city is of extraordinary demeanor. There are endless pedestrians. Spring is full of flowers and flowers are blooming. There are all over the place. Everyone is wearing silk and silk, and every family is full of flowers and willows.

Wang Xueqin entered the city in a clean but too ordinary robe, and was shocked by what he saw and heard in front of him. The wine flag was high and the tower was side by side. Even the air at the tip of his nose was fresh. The fatigue on the road was swept away and the grand mood suddenly arose!

This is where I want to achieve great success. I, Wang Xueqin, must leave my name on the imperial list so that I can live up to my life!

The luxuriously decorated inn comes and comes, and most of them are young children, all of whom come to Beijing to take the exam.

Wang Xueqin thought about it and gave up the large inn where Gu Siyunlai was, but chose a smaller restaurant.

Seeing that the seven-year test was coming, countless talented scholars from all over the country came, adding a bit of literary talent to the graceful emperor capital. The excessive number of exams actually caused the city to be filled with restaurants and even some of the most ordinary small inns did not have free rooms.

In desperation, Wang Xueqin had no choice but to go to the suburbs to rent a private house and study hard day and night to prepare for the big test two months later.

There are few people around this house. It is backed by the mountains and is even quieter after nightfall.

Wang Xueqin was sleeping soundly that night, feeling something was going on in the house. He opened his eyes in a daze and found a figure running out of the door. He was shocked and completely lost his sleep!

Wang Xueqin got up in his clothes, copied the wooden sticks that he placed in the house to defend himself, lit the oil lamp, and found that the door was indeed open!

My heart was shocked, and Wang Xueqin quickly went to see his parcel. Dozens of silver patterns in the parcel disappeared!

"There is a thief!" Wang Xueqin ran out of the door without thinking, but the night was dark, so where could he see a figure?

The next day, Wang Xueqin arrived in the capital very early and reported to the capital yamen for the thief last night.

The officers and soldiers in the yamen saw that there were too many scholars and they never dealt with them. They only recorded them in a hurry and stopped asking about them.

Wang Xueqin was anxious. The money was for the money he had to eat and go home. If it was gone, how should he spend these days?

"Brother Guan, please be sure to find the thief. Those silver patterns are Wang's travel expenses. It's time to see the big test be about to come..."

"Okay, okay, why are you talking about?" Before Wang Xueqin finished speaking, the officers and soldiers who recorded threw their pen impatiently and cursed, "I'm the most annoying you scholars. If you don't have any skills, you will be talking about it here!"

Hurry!

The officers and soldiers raised the case files at hand, a thick stack.

"Did you see it? This is all a trouble for you scholars! Find thieves for you? Let's wait until the year of the Monkey and Horse Month!" After the officer and soldier finished speaking, they bombed Wang Xueqin out.

Wang Xueqin was so angry that his hands were trembling, but this was the capital's yamen. He knew that he had no power and power now, and even if he offended these lowest-level officers and soldiers, he would not have any good results.

After leaving the yamen angrily, Wang Xueqin came to the arch bridge of the bustling imperial city. The spring was warm and the flowers and plants were competing for beauty. The blue waves under the bridge were clear, and laughter came from the inn near the bridge. The young man, who was famous, recited poems and wrote pairs, and the pink beauty poured wine to accompany him.

"Oh." Wang Xueqin sighed long and began to worry about what to do in the next day. He was glad in his heart that he had paid the money for renting a house, otherwise he might have to sleep on the streets tonight, but what about the money for eating?

Walking through the street, Wang Xueqin found that more than half of the entire street were scholars setting up stalls, some selling books, some writing ink, some writing, and some paintings. Some even have small talent competitions...

Wang Xueqin's eyes lit up, yes, I can sell words and paintings to make a living!

After walking past those scholars who set up stalls and briefly reading the works of those people, Wang Xueqin became even more determined to make money, because he knew that no matter whether it was writing, reciting poetry, or even paintings that he did not work too hard, he was not inferior to these people.

When he said that, Wang Xueqin came to a slightly free place and took out the paper, pen and ink he carried with him. He had no table and chairs, sat on the ground. After grinding the ink, he took out a long brush and wrote the four big words "The Wind and Moonless" on the snow-white paper. The strokes were as smooth as the clouds, and the artistic conception was broad and grand, which quickly attracted some people.

When there were guests, Wang Xueqin would pick up his pen and write or splash ink to paint. When there was no one, he was happy to be quiet. He took out the books he carried with him and read them carefully. When the nature was strong, he would even shake his head slightly and read the words and sentences that made him fall in love with him.

After a day, I also earned some money, paid enough food, saved money, and even saved money on the return trip.

On this day, Wang Xueqin finished writing the last piece of characters and closed the stall and went home. When he passed by a small bridge, he walked towards him with a light figure. The soft fragrance lingered around him. He deliberately made way a few points, but he didn't expect that the girl still bumped into him and passed by him, and the fragrance lingered in the afterglow.

There were pedestrians on the road, and Wang Xueqin didn't care, but from the corner of his eyes he saw a pink and white woman's handkerchief on his arm, holding the handkerchief. Even if Wang Xueqin didn't understand, he could see that it was a top-notch handkerchief, exquisite and beautiful, with flowers embroidered with stems, and the remaining temperature gradually scattered in the wind.

Could it be that the woman just left behind?

Wang Xueqin turned around and saw the woman going down the bridge. He took a few steps: "Girl, your handkerchief has fallen, girl!"

His voice was not small, but the girl in front seemed to have not heard it. She quickly got off the small bridge and turned to a row of willow trees.

Wang Xueqin trotted over and said, "Girl, your stuff has fallen."

The willow tree is quiet and there are lights on the river bank. The night has come, and the woman's pretty laughter floats out from the red pink field not far away.

"Girl?" Wang Xueqin asked in confusion.

The girl must have heard her voice just before her arms were distanced, so why didn't she make a sound?

"Hey, what are you doing here? Did you fall in love with our girls?" A crisp female voice came. Wang Xueqin turned around and saw the 14-5-year-old girl walking over from the side of the road. She looked smart, her eyes flashed, and she held a lot of snacks and rouge in her hands.

Wang Xueqin shook his head quickly: "I just picked up the girl's thing, so I'll return it."

The little girl's eyes turned between the scholarly Wang Xueqin and her own girl, and she laughed: "My girl ignores you because she wants to give you a fragrant pie."

Wang Xueqin was stunned: "Ah?"

"Idiot!" the little girl snorted and came to the girl.

"Sister, he's just a fool!" The little girl's crisp voice could be heard clearly in this noisy night.

Wang Xueqin: “…”

The girl who turned her back to Wang Xueqin from beginning to end, suddenly laughed after hearing the little girl's words. Her voice was ethereal, and she knew that she was a beauty when she heard her voice.

Wang Xueqin suddenly felt that the fragrant pie in his hand was a little heavy.

The girl was slim and graceful. She stretched out a jade-like hand, tapped the little girl gently, then turned to face Wang Xueqin, and the evening breeze gently blew the weeping willows on the shore and shook slightly.

The girl was wearing a goose yellow spring dress, which made her fair skin even more delicate. Her black hair was tied with delicate curly hair. She had a chance to hang her black hair lazily in front of her, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes were like spring waves, and a light gauze scarf was hanging on her face. Her head tilted slightly, she reached out to take off the gauze scarf, revealing an amazing face, with her cherry lips and nose, and her charming look.

Wang Xueqin only glanced at it, then lowered his eyes, and handed the fragrant paper in his hand in front of him again: "The girl accidentally lost her on the road, she's here..."

"How do you know I was lost accidentally?" The girl's voice was light and she smiled slightly. Her voice was like a yellow oriole in the forest, which was pleasant and touching the hearts of the people. When she let her voice down, she felt a strange sense of inspiration, "What if I did it on purpose?"

Wang Xueqin's body stiffened slightly. Now he not only felt that the fragrance in his hand was heavy, but also felt that it was a bit hot.

"Hahaha, sister, he's blushing!" the little girl smiled unrestrainedly.

Liu Yingying glanced at her beautiful eyes, and Ruyue immediately stopped and stuck out her tongue mischievously.

Wang Xueqin did not take back the fragrant pie in his hand, but said, "Miss, don't joke. It's late at night, and there is still a way to go. Please take back the fragrant pie."

"Hey, are you a wood?" the little girl frowned and said dissatisfiedly, "My sister is a beauty that no one can see even if she spends money. She is happy with you, but you are so ungrateful."

"Ru Yue." Liu Yingying's voice was not high, but the little girl Ru Yue stopped talking immediately, but her cheeks were bulging and she was obviously angry.

Wang Xueqin was neither humble nor arrogant. He looked up at the girl and said seriously: "I already have a beautiful wife and children. I really can't be so kind to the girl. I ask the girl to take back her handkerchief."

"What?" Ruyue screamed and looked at her girl.

Liu Yingying's eyes, which were filled with spring waves, dimmed a lot in an instant. A trace of loss flashed through her soft face, but she forced a smile on the corner of her mouth, reached out to pick up the square fragrant pata, and said softly: "Thank you, Mr., for picking up the lost fragrant pata for the little woman."

Wang Xueqin just nodded slightly, stopped talking, and turned around and left.

"Sister..." Ruyue looked at her worriedly.
Chapter completed!