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Chapter 97 Chang'an Flower ([-])
All the problems at hand were resolved, and Xue Ling was stable for a few days.There was Huo Yunwan staring at Wei Lang. If the news didn't come for a day, the land would be safe for a day.

The Su Mansion thought of a new way to send something to relieve the miscarriage.The rare and exotic materials were boiled into juice, and then mixed with honey to make balls, put them in melons and fruits, and stuffed them into Qi Qingyi's stomach easily.

Wei Zhong was also lazy, and after this manor was shocked for a while, no one was making trouble openly, and the third young lady was just tossing around with food and drink.As for money, is money a thing?He was a little distressed at first.Who would have guessed that the emperor recently heard that a prodigal, Longyan Dayue, had come to give more money.

Wei Lang was worried about the reputation of Chen Wangfu. Qi Shiyan was really understanding, and he sent him such a wonderful person.So he explained to Wei Zhong that he must take care of the broken goods, that the bear's paw would not be given to the bird's nest, and that the moon would not be able to take the stars.

King Chen didn't feel annoyed when he saw that his fame was ruined.As soon as the emperor asked, he said that he was a brother-in-law and could never be angry with a child.His dignified lord, there are people talking about food and drink now?
Sure enough, everyone is happy, everyone is happy.Just waiting for Qi Qingyi's belly to swell and tear out chicken feathers.

The situation in the palace was calm, and the Spring Festival officially kicked off.Su Yan wrote like a god in a square grid, and there was a rustling noise around him, and he had already finished writing the article.It's just that the name column hasn't been filled in yet.

The chief examiner sat above and looked at the door Erqing.It's still early to release the list, but who can wear flower feathers, these people can see it closely now.Let's just say that the second young master of the Jiang family, regardless of his bad reputation in daily life, must be on the list this time, and add some face of Jiang Guogong, I am afraid that there will be a competition among the top three.

A few deputy examiners walked around, and they had a rough idea.Looking at each other and smiling, these people must be very popular with the court this year.

The affairs of this country are like stacking ladders.Before stacking, each piece of wood may be the one above.But once the ladder is set up, the position of the wood is roughly fixed.If you want to add more, it mostly depends on whether the previous wood is willing to let it.

Liang has been going on for a hundred years, and this ladder is not only built, but also which section belongs to which one is in charge.People outside the sphere of influence want to intervene, it is as difficult as going to the sky.In this case, every year, the poor son of the poor family becomes a fragrant bun.What does humble mean?No foundation, no foundation means that it does not belong to any power party, and anyone can win over.

However, this is easier said than done, never read rich people.There are very few poor family members who can climb to the meeting, and even with the support of the imperial court, it is still difficult to change.How can people who are repeatedly empty compete with those bells and whistles.

There are always people who feel that reading articles is not always the case. There is no one in ten thousand people with extraordinary talents. Most of them are famous teachers who can produce high apprentices.
This year, there are [-]% of the poor families who came up, which is already very gratifying.Especially the one named Su Yan, whose words were written on the face, tendons and bones, and the article was also full of flowers, this time, the laurel among the toads should be guaranteed.I don't know which adult will be taken by the door.

Deputy Examiner Wang tapped his finger twice on Su Yan's scroll, reminding him that he had not yet written his name.It would be a pity if it was dropped because of this.

Su Yan quickly read through what was written, picked up the pen, groped for the wooden utensil on the table with the two characters of Su Yan engraved, and solemnly wrote the two characters of Su Yan on the front of the frontispiece.He had to hesitate for a while, but he was afraid that the examiner would be suspicious.

This month, I stayed at the inn without leaving home, just for this moment.But the ink flowing out was Su Yan, not Song Cang.

He was sent out of Beijing by the Su Mansion back then, woke up in a daze for two days, and became the son of a peasant woman in Ming County.Since then, the nine clans of Song Bai have died, and there is no Song Cang in the world.

Su Yan only went to the streets on the day he returned to Beijing, and after three years of white horses, there was no change in the imperial city.His favorite candy store in the past is still open, and he didn't even change the candy cutter.The Song House just changed the door plaque, everything else was the same.Standing in the corner, he could still hear the noise of the children inside, as if there had never been anything about raiding the house.

Even at the street where Xue Ling rescued him, the blood was still there, and his brother fell in front of him.

It took him three years to face these terrifying memories calmly. How could his father cooperate with the enemy and treason?Three years of cold windows, hanging beams and stabbing shares, what I want is to stand on the Golden Palace in the name of the champion.One day, he will turn over the matter of the Song family, get to the bottom of it, and give an account of the hundred or so lives.

The bell rang, and the chief examiner gave an order, and the whole room lifted up his chairs and got up to go out, and hurried back to prepare for the next game.Wei Su Yan stood at the door for a long time, looking at the bright sun and thinking: Soon, soon.

The Jiang family's carriage waited outside the venue for a long time, and Huaizhou watched his young master come out, and hurriedly handed over the white fungus soup that his wife boiled: "Master, moisten your throat."

Jiang Yuli took it and drank it, got on the carriage, and opened the folding fan: "However, your young master will definitely top the list."He picked up the curtain, making all the girls shy.

"I said that the young master should talk less, this is the first game."

The crowd quickly dispersed, leaving only a few examiners pacing out.

Xue Ling was lying on the rocking chair in Chen Wangfu, watching Qi Qingyi embroider some characters of auspicious clouds and blessings, saying that he would use it to sew small clothes for children in the future.Now it's all scraps of cloth, and the patterns are all common festive patterns. Xue Ling felt that it didn't matter to people, and women didn't do these chores all day long, so they went with Qi Qingyi.

What's more, she was also concerned about Su Yingchun's affairs, but Mrs. Su said that Su Ying couldn't live in the house, and it was better not to disturb before the exam was over.Xue Ling heard that Su Fu's voice was quite confident, and decided to go to Su Yan for a drink on the day the list was released. She desperately needed a confidant to stand on the Golden Palace.

Unfortunately, what Xue Ling didn't know was that Su Yan only wanted to be innocent and fair.The person she desperately rescued was not raised by Pingcheng after all.

The weather was getting warmer and the sun was shaking, making people drowsy. No one disturbed him here. Xue Ling swayed and fell asleep unconsciously.

(End of this chapter)