fake prince

Chapter 87

"Can I pass this year?"

"Are you kidding? You can't learn in one step. With Su Ziji's talent and foundation, you can win the exam three years later. It's only been three months now. How can you win?" Gong Yuan, Lu Xian, and Wei Hang were selected after three years for the least and six years for the most."

"No, even if you can't win Jieyuan, you must win this year."

"The selection is the national talent selection ceremony. The emperor has asked several times to select scholars fairly and not to seek personal gain. Please forgive me for not agreeing to this request." Zheng Lixuan said coldly.

The voice of speaking was slow: "Master Zheng, I have received your kindness before, so I have to take care of you at this time. This matter is related to the blood of the prince and the flesh and blood of the country. Not only are you acting according to the order, but the black guards are also ordered to protect you. Eunuch Zhang came here on a starry night in the capital."

"Although it has been basically confirmed that Su Ziji is the target, for the sake of safety, each state (province) still has candidates. The number is condensed to 13 people, and all of them are treated the same, in order to try to cheat."

"And the emperor also warned King Qi and King Shu not to act rashly."

"The imperial examination is a grand ceremony for the country's talents. Usually, I and you can't move, and you dare not move, but now it is the emperor's will to let Su Ziji pass the exam. Only in this way can we see whether it is the seed of dragon spirit. After all, this It's too much to do."

"Master Zheng, think carefully so you can take care of yourself." As he spoke, his voice disappeared.

Zheng Lixuan looked at the garden, feeling a little melancholy, but pursed his lips and did not speak.

"The teaching of the government school is really good, and I have benefited a lot from just listening to this lesson." After Professor Chen Bonan finished this lesson, Su Ziji was enthralled and reluctant to part with it.

Fortunately, today is only the first lesson, and it will be long in the future. Of course, Su Ziji has gradually figured out that the so-called teaching experience is actually Professor Chen’s perception of "Shangshu", and there is no need to finish teaching. Drop a lot, and the third lesson may be learned.

It's just that other people's perception is not your own. There is a transformation process, so listening to one person's words can only reach half the level.

Therefore, we must attend more lectures and find more people.

After Su Ziji exchanged names with some of the scholars around him, and they knew each other, they went back to the small courtyard of the dormitory.

"It's rare for Buhui to sleep soundly, so don't wake her up." I wanted to wake her up to go out for dinner, but when I opened the door, I found Ye Buhui lying on the table with his face pressed against the table, apparently asleep.

Afraid of waking her up, Su Ziji went to cover Ye Buhui with a thin coat, went out and bought some vegetable cakes and came back.

When Ye Buhui woke up, Su Ziji had already bought a load of firewood, and made a fire to boil a pot of water.

"Are you back? How are you getting along with your teacher and classmates this afternoon?" Ye Buhui rubbed his eyes, and asked immediately when he saw that he was back.

"Fortunately, Chen Xun is talented. Although he is a Juren, he is more talented than the Fang Juren he met. I just don't know why he didn't get a Jinshi." Su Ziji said, beckoning her to wash his hands and eat.

Ye Buhui was a little embarrassed, now that they are husband and wife, she followed her and let Su Ziji eat outside, even the water was boiled by him, she felt a little guilty.

"Don't think about it. You haven't slept well these days. I know that I was overjoyed to be able to sleep so deeply today. Can I blame you?" Su Ziji said. He regretted not being able to sleep for a few days, he saw it and understood it.

Ye Buhui had no mother since she was a child, and her world only had her father. Now that her father passed away, how could she not be afraid and lost?

But this psychological trauma can only heal with time.

After washing his hands and sitting there, Ye Buhui said, "Tomorrow I'll go buy some rice noodles, so I don't have to buy and eat outside all the time."

Su Ziji said: "Don't worry, you should spend more time in Fucheng. You came here in a hurry last time. You haven't had time to visit Fucheng yet, have you? I'll take part of the money for entertainment, and leave the rest for you to buy." Take whatever you want."

Although Ye Buhui was moved and considerate in his heart, he still shook his head: "We don't have much money in savings, and we all say that poor families get rich, and people are outside, so we still need to save money."

In my heart, I was thinking about whether to find some jobs nearby that I could bring back in a few days.

Or play guide chess?

This is also the main source of income for chess players, but I am only 15 years old, would anyone want to play chess by myself?

And it is best to guide the young lady to play chess.

When Ye Weihan was still alive, the father and daughter were looking after the store, and when her father went, the store was closed, so she had to find an income so that she could feel at ease.

Su Ziji didn't know Ye Buhui's plan, so he was moved and laughed quickly: "It's not so far, I'm a granary student, and I have a monthly salary. When I win the election, I don't have to worry about my livelihood."

"By the way, where's the little fox you raised?" I didn't see it on the boat, but I saw it when I rented the house, and now it's gone.

"It's very good, isn't it sleeping?" Ye Buhui pointed and pointed, and when Su Ziji turned around, he saw it stretching on the mat with a puzzled expression on its face.

"Okay, I'm overthinking, let's rest!"

I just arrived today, and I was busy in the afternoon, so I washed up early and went to bed.

Su Ziji sleeps in a slightly larger room, which serves as a study at the same time. Ye Buhui sleeps in a small room. Even after sleeping, she is exhausted and continues to sleep.

Su Ziji yawned, read the book briefly, and found himself in the palace again in a daze.

"Could it be the dream of the Dragon Palace this time?" Su Ziji wakes himself up and looks around. The general shape has not changed, but the ruins seem to have been cleared up a bit.

Following the path he walked last time, he arrived at the small palace again in a short while. To Su Ziji's surprise, the one who greeted him this time was not the concubine girl last time, but a little girl with her back turned.

She is wearing a hanging bun and wearing a light pink dress. Looking at her back, she should be only eight or nine years old. Su Ziji stopped and thought to himself: "Could I have guessed wrong? It's not the little dragon girl who lured me into my dream this time?"

"Teacher, you are here!" The little girl seemed to sense that someone was coming, she turned around and saw that it was the teacher she was waiting for, and immediately smiled slightly.

Su Ziji could tell at a glance that the little girl and the little dragon girl were almost carved out of the same mold, but one was a few years younger and the other was older.

Although in this case, it is more reasonable to think of her as Xiaolongjun's sister, but Su Ziji still subconsciously thinks that she should be the little dragon girl he knows.

"Why... are you suddenly a year or two older?" Su Ziji was silent for a while, and asked.

"Thanks to the teacher's teaching, I have the opportunity to grow up." The little girl looked very happy, otherwise, she who used to have a calm and serious expression would not have shown such an expression.

"Could it be that the Panlong secret technique has the miraculous effect of helping to grow?" Su Ziji thought for a while, "Or the growth of dragons depends not only on time, but also on strength?"

Is this the manifestation of the increase in strength after practicing the Panlong secret technique?

(End of this chapter)