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When I arrived at the city gate, I saw seven brothers greeting him at the city gate from afar (high-quality text first, all in %). The carriage drove over, and Zheng Lang said in the carriage: "Everyone, come to Zeng Silang's house and talk."

At this time, the city was full of beautiful cities, and even at the gate were a few young Confucian scholars wearing square scarves and essay shirts floating. Seeing himself, without the big stone tablet as a cover, these students would inevitably gather around to make a fuss. Is it that necessary?

Even though he was bored at home, Zheng Lang could not not know about the external situation.

When I came to the Zeng family, I first met Zeng Silang's parents and grandmother, and greeted him one by one. The Zeng family politely led him to the back garden. None of the seven brothers had a bad family situation. If it were about income, the Zheng Lang family could only occupy the middle and remained in the middle. Without this money power, the seven brothers would not be able to get up.

So Zheng Lang disagreed that they would focus on books and just read a few words. Don’t read them as nerds, but instead harm them. With such a family business, if you don’t want to be an official, you will be a happy landlord or a big businessman in the future. Wouldn’t it be equally happy?

But at this time people have different ideas, just like treating various schools of thought, except Confucianism, they all defeated. Zheng Lang did not dare to use the classics of other schools in formal occasions. It was still Confucianism. Confucius was born in the relatively cowardly Lu State, and he had a certain situation to consider the problems, but who dared to say it?

I don’t dare to say it even if I know (high-quality text first, all in %)!

A very elegant little garden with some flowers and large bunches of golden chrysanthemums scattered in the four corners of the courtyard. At this time, it was blooming fiercely. The slightly cool early autumn wind blew, and the fragrance was soaring. Other flowers had not bloomed, or had long since faded, but their graceful figure was shaking in the breeze, and the green shadows swayed out of thin air, making the small garden full of elegant charm.

Behind is a rock, covered with green moss. The rocks are thin and ancient. Behind the rocks are two small houses with red tiles and blue bricks, which are not big, but in such an environment, it has a different meaning of silence and simplicity. The original design was also very clever, deliberately hiding the room behind the rocks, which made Zheng Lang think of a poem, with the winding paths leading to secluded places and the Zen room is deep in flowers and trees.

Zeng Silang said: "This is the embroidery pavilion before my sister left the house."

No wonder Zheng Lang had a look of gratitude in his eyes. He looked back at Zeng's father.

Zeng's father just smiled and stretched out his hand and said, "Please."

He took it to his second daughter's room, which was the world of young people, and Zeng's father left.

Jiang Xing'er and Si'er were still looking around. The little master lived in and the room was about to be cleaned, but after a long time, he couldn't find any dust. After looking at each other, the two women were a little ashamed. They were still far behind the Zeng family.

Can this be compared?

The Zeng family regarded Zheng Lang as a distinguished guest. The most important backer for his son in the future. Not only did he give up his daughter's embroidery pavilion, but the room was also bad from furniture, silk quilts, and desks? It was just that there were no modern equipment such as air conditioning and color TVs, otherwise the arrangement of the later five-star hotel would have been the same.

If you do this every day, Xing'er and Si'er will not be exhausted to death?

The brothers sat down and Wu Sanlang said, "Brother Lang, you are in a little trouble this time."

“Why?”

"I have heard a lot of news these days, and a few very talented students have come. One is the first student of the martial arts, named Zhang Yiyang, who has been smart since childhood. He is eighteen years old this year, which is his first time to participate in the imperial examination. The other is a student of Xingyang, whose tribe is called Zheng Weining, and I heard that he is also very talented. The other is a young student from Guancheng named Sun Gu, who is also a genius. There is also a prodigy of Xinzheng, Lu Hui, who can recite poems at the age of seven. There is another student of Xinzheng, who is even more terrible. He is named Tang Shuo, who failed the exam eight years ago and studied hard. Who knew that his parents had both died, so he kept mourning for them. This guard has been for several years and almost never left, but occasionally he has friends and travels, saying that his talent is far from the past and is far away..."

Zheng Lang almost burst into laughter.

I'm afraid that I'll have a little bit of excellence after seven years of hard study, but this is beyond the present...

Soon there were many people in the Song Dynasty who had passed through the past, but it was definitely not this Tang Shuo.

However, one person attracted his attention. Sun Gu, the future important minister, may not be that Sun Gu, is not sure, but many celebrities do not pass the Jinshi exam at once. There are two things: the imperial examinations and the official examinations are the official examinations.

But Wu Sanro is kind-hearted. If it weren't for himself, he wouldn't bother to inquire about the situation of these students.

He answered easily: "They are them, I am me."

"These people come out together, it's more difficult for you, Brother Lang."

"Why? Can't even a single candidate fail the exam?" Even if they are very awesome, so what? There are many places behind them. Although the number of people who have passed the exam this time is almost two or three times that of previous years, Zheng Lang didn't believe it anymore, and he was able to fail the exam.

This confidence not only comes from my hard study, but also from the poems written by students seen in the poetry club.

I have never been worried about the answer to the exam. What I have always been worried about is the exam. If you have been in such a way, there will be no exam for many years. There may be tens of thousands of students taking the exam, and only a few hundred people will be admitted. The probability is at most one point to a few to three%. Imagine how many states there were in the Northern Song Dynasty, and there were at most five or six hundred Jinshis admitted, and at least one hundred Jinshis. Even if there are many, a prefecture can only allocate one more Jinshi quota, and at least several states can one place.

There are not only new students in the middle, but also old students who have accumulated over the years and are more experienced in combat. You can imagine the fierce battle. Even if you understand Yuan and go to the province to test the tribute exam, the chance is also small.

However, Wu Sanlang didn't think so and said in surprise: "Brother Lang, don't you want to win Jie Yuan?"

"Secretary? So easy?"

"If you don't win the Jieyuan, why are you here to take the exam?" Young Master Cen said in a daze.

“…”

Jiang Xing'er and Si'er nodded desperately. Young Master Cen doesn't learn well, so this sentence is the only thing that is right.

"Can you not talk about this..." Zheng Lang made him choke and sweaty on his face.

"San Gezi Wu, don't say it, Lang Gezi will be distracted." said the third young master of the Wei family.

Among the seven brothers, Zheng Lang is most optimistic about Wei Sanlang. As he grew up in the past two years, he became very heavy and his work became more and more orderly. But he was not good, and his size grew bigger and bigger. From a distance, he looked like a gate god. However, the status of military generals in the Song Dynasty was too low. Otherwise, Zheng Lang would have wanted to recommend him to learn martial arts.

With just one sentence, Wu Sanro shut up automatically.

Zhu Shaochun mentioned another thing and said, "Brother Lang, it's very strange that Gao Yanei actually returned to Zhengzhou City and redeemed Lou Yan."

"Huh?" Zheng Lang was also surprised and asked, "How much did it cost?"

"I heard it's two thousand coins."

Zheng Lang was silent for a while, and he did it wrong, from beginning to end. He originally wrote the apology from the bottom of his heart, and praised her appearance. Even Luo Chongxun and Liu Zhizhou thought that Zheng Lang was helping Lou Yan at that time.

However, they were all wrong. This era has been peaceful for a long time and the literary style is prosperous. Some people with status value their face and reputation, and a letter of apology made Lou Yan even more popular, but this limelight is not a good limelight. Zheng Lang has made such a humble attitude for a prostitute. Even if there is any mistake, he is not wrong. On the other hand, he thinks that Lou Yan's behavior is too harsh. He put it on this label. What good business can Lou Yan have? It plummeted. Even his identity has dropped a lot at this time.

I don’t know where Gao Yanei’s money came from, maybe it was given by his family, maybe Lou Yan paid for it himself, and I don’t know why Gao Yanei went back to Zhengzhou to redeem Lou Yan, maybe Lou Yan wrote a letter asking for help, or something else. After a moment of silence, he said: “It’s good, the joy will never last for a long time. Finding a good family is the long-term solution…”

Even though they said that, the ending of the two may not be perfect. Lou Yan is very beautiful now. When he is old and deteriorating, will Gao Yanei cherish his nature?

However, the previous grudge between Zheng Lang and Lou Yan was completely settled with Lou Yan's departure...

Someone knows that Zheng Lang moved into the Zeng family.

The little emperor's gift arrived, and officials from all over Zhengzhou were envious for a while and came to the Zeng family together.

Zeng's father looked at so many officials in surprise and almost all of them came. He knew that he was visiting Zheng Lang, but he couldn't afford to be the scene of others sending out a big move, so he was still very strange. He was a little dissatisfied and said, "Gao Zhizhou, this is not... great."

If you are very promising in the future, you will still be a magistrate of the Kinzhou state. This is too charming. Even Zeng’s father can’t stand it anymore.

"Zeng Dalang, you don't know." Gao Zhizhou smiled bitterly. He took out the scroll and box, placed it on the table, and whispered the story. As for several officials who were about to open the back door, they were even afraid that Zheng Lang would not be able to find the way to the back door, they were all going to hang a hundred lanterns to guide Zheng Lang. That could not be said (high-quality texts are first released, all within %).

"Hiss!" Zeng's father was not much better, and he kept pumping air conditioning in his mouth.

"Zeng Dalang, do you know why someone did this?"

"Yes, yes," Zeng Father stumbled.

"The Zheng family's little Lang lives in your house, which is also your opportunity..." I didn't say that later. I mean, please treat Mr. Zeng well and treat him well, just like his little ancestors.

Zeng's father brought all the officials to the inner house. After hearing this, Zheng Lang had to come out to greet him. Although his attitude didn't matter, he was always the official of his parents in Zhengzhou, so he was not qualified to neglect him.

Gao Zhizhou said his future intentions and then handed the letter written by Zhao Zhen to Zheng Lang.

Zheng Lang was a little dazed and murmured: "Your Majesty is kind..."

The benevolence he mentioned was not that the little emperor was kind to him. In the future, he would be kind to all the ministers in the world, including military generals! Otherwise, he would not have recommended Di Qing as the Privy Councilor. However, in the end he surrendered to the huge and deformed Song Dynasty system and the attacks of censors, which made the Song Dynasty miss the best opportunity to rise.

Gao Zhizhou didn't know that he was thinking so far. He thought that Zheng Lang was moved and said, "Zheng Xiaolang, you must do well in the exam this time, so that you can live up to Your Majesty's expectations."

No, it is true that they live up to their expectations. If they pass the exam terrible test, they will not be easy to do even if they open the back door. And the emperor is like this, the top five are not enough, and they must be the top three. Alas, this life is very worrying.

Zheng Lang smiled bitterly in his heart. Regardless of whether it was because of the three sons of the Eight Great Wang Family, the little emperor was like this to him. Should he really be completely involved in the world, fight wits and tricks with Lu Yijian, Xia Shu and others, and then compete with Han Qi to be domineering, and slut with Ouyang Xiu, Bao Zheng and others? No, there are two great gods! One king and the other Sima...

Even Su Dongpo's talent cannot be done!

After talking for a while, Gao Zhizhou and others left, the most important thing was to ask the Zheng family to study hard. In fact, the truth was too far from what they thought....

It is possible that the little emperor also cared about how many titles Zheng Lang would take at this time, but it was not the main thing. His eyes and heart were full of anger. After pondering for a long time, he quietly rolled up his sleeves, made a decision in his heart, and made a decision!

Although I can't bear to give up, I'm helpless.

So the little emperor took the first risk in his life, which made people laugh and cry! (To be continued)

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