palm river mountain

Chapter 38

Zhilu shook his head, "I don't know about that. Don't people in the capital like fortune-telling? Maybe they can get some advice from a master. If they occupy that garden, Wang Zhan can change his name to Wang Shang!"

When Duan Yi heard this, she burst out laughing, and she gave Zhilu a thumbs up, "Besides, I will treat you with admiration for three days!"

Zhilu raised her chin proudly, and she pointed at her own brain, "That day Zhiqiao called me stupid! I remember it all! The books I ate these days are thicker than the cakes I ate!"

She said with a sigh of regret, "Girl, if she scolded me a few years earlier, then today, I don't need to study anymore, because I have finished reading it a long time ago!"

Duan Yi laughed even harder.

Zhilu's thinking is clearly that the little girl will become the queen in the blink of an eye, and she doesn't have to fight on her own; the silly man was born to be the number one scholar, and he will rely on his mother to study in his belly. It's for nothing!
While speaking, the master and servant had already climbed to the top of Qingyun Mountain.

The first thing that comes into view is a huge mountain gate. Because of some age, the paint on it has peeled off and looks a little mottled.On it, the word Qingyun on the plaque seems to have come to life, and it is extraordinary at first glance.

This Qingyun Academy was built by Duan Wenchang after he became a husband-in-law. At that time, there happened to be a few famous Confucian scholars from Jincheng who retired and returned to their hometowns. They hit it off and built this academy. meaning.

It's a pity that the feng shui of the ancestral grave of the old Duan's family may indeed have some problems. These old Confucian scholars have spent a lot of effort, and Duan Wenchang wished to steal the imperial examination questions and send them up the mountain to no avail.

As long as you come to this Qingshan Academy, no matter how many yuan you won in the past, you will be no one on the list no matter how you take the exam.

After a few games, the old Confucian student died, and no student in the academy was willing to come.

"Master Duan, don't need to be humble. According to Heming, this academy is old-fashioned and majestic, and the mountains are quiet and far away. It's a good place to study. As for those rumors, with Master Duan around, they will definitely be destroyed!"

Duan Yi followed the sound and looked up.

Beside the gate of Qingyun Academy is a spring, in the middle of the spring, there is a huge and flat stone. She has nothing to do these few years, so she carved that stone into a big drum.

Now grandfather Duan Wenchang is standing in the center of the drum, and on the left and right are the two princes.

She is dressed in clothes that shine brighter than the sun, and those who cannot see her are simply blind.

Sure enough, Chen Heqing, who was standing on top, immediately smiled at Duan Yi, "Come quickly, Third Sister, Teacher Duan will give us a test. Winter is approaching, and the refugees in the city can't afford to eat or wear clothes. What should I do?" ?”

He said, and looked at Duan Xian and Duan Hao who were standing beside the spring with admiration, "The eldest girl is kind-hearted, she personally gave porridge and medicine, and sent it to the shantang for the winter; the fifth girl was very smart, and worried that Doumi would not save everyone. We ask the rich merchants in Jincheng to donate together."

"Third sister, what do you think?"

Duan Wenchang listened, stroked his beard with a smile, and shook his head, "They're all boudoir tricks, just listen to them, Your Highness, please don't praise them to make people laugh."

Duan Yi listened, patted the dust on her robe, and nodded heavily following Duan Wenchang's words, while she nodded, she patted her sleeves.

"Your Highness, why don't you just call me Duan San. The third sister makes me feel confused. I don't know if it's me or His Highness has accepted someone else as a father."

She said, without waiting for everyone's reaction, she said, "Whether it's a refugee or a beggar, most of them have hands and feet. Common people have to pay taxes and food, and they also have to serve corvee. They are fed when they lie on the street. Wouldn't it be more comfortable for everyone to be a beggar that week?"

"Jincheng is currently looking for people to build bridges and build roads, so be diligent with your hands and feet, and naturally eat while standing."

"The rest of the old, weak, sick and disabled are given by the rich, and the shantang also teaches, embroiders handkerchiefs, laces, sews clothes for the soldiers, and eats and drinks well. It has been many years in the winter of Jincheng. There's no one who can't make it through."

Just as Duan Yi was speaking, she felt a huge force coming from behind her. She frowned slightly, and turned around naturally, vacating the place where she was standing before.

There was only a loud bang, and a Confucian scholar in blue clothes fell into the spring.

Immediately afterwards, there was another sound, and the fifth prince, Chen Heqing, who was standing on the stone drum, quickly jumped down.

This spring water has accumulated over the years, forming a small pool, so clear that you can see moss growing on the rocks at the bottom.

The Confucian scholar fell in and took a big mouthful of water before poking his head out.

Chen Heqing slipped on the soles of his feet, staggered and almost didn't fall. It took him a while to stabilize his body. He stretched out his hand, hugged Confucian scholar, and shouted, "Hurry up and save me."

Everyone around shouted, especially Gu Xing, who hurriedly protected Duan Hao, surrounded by maids, retreated from the crowd, and hid to the side.

Duan Yi squinted her eyes, and looked at Duan Xian and Duan Shu who were standing beside her. Duan Xian's face was pale, and she was already lost in thought.

Seeing Duan Yi looking over, Duan Shu gave her a hard look, and helped Duan Xian back out.

Duan Yi clapped her hands and cleared her throat, "Your Highness, and Prince Wang, how about standing up? The spring water has not reached your elbows yet. Although you have worked hard, if you want to drown, you still have to drown again." Practice a few times."

The two struggling in the water froze for a while, then swam vigorously again.

As if they didn't hear Duan Yi's words, the people around stretched out their hands anxiously, "Your Highness, Brother Wang, here, here, pull you up..."

Duan Yi tutted her head and withdrew from the crowd.

Gu Xing led Duan Hao and Duan Ming, and stood on the left side of the gate of the academy, while Duan Xian and Duan Shu occupied the right side of the gate, and they were divided into two groups.

Seeing Duan Yi walking out, both parties looked at each other.

Duan Yi glanced at them, turned her head, and walked towards the old pine tree beside the bluestone steps.

Under the old pine tree, Cui Zi stood there more quietly, like a stone statue, while Yan Jing at the side smiled and shook his fan.

"Duan San, why don't you pretend to be a cute little lady? I still plan to keep it in my mind, and when you get better in the future, I will use it to make fun of you!" Yan Jing said, laughing out loud.

"What's the matter? Uncle Master has no plans to spare, right? You really have become a favorite, and everyone can't wait to come and take a bite!"

Duan Yi waved her hand carelessly, "Everyone wants to take a bite, that's not sweet pastry, that's ginseng fruit! Where I have that ability, they don't want to bite me. It's persimmons who want to bite softly. , I was afraid of biting my grandfather's spear, and broke my teeth."

As she said, she looked at Cui Zigeng, "Besides, if I'm not a charming little lady, could it be Cui Zigeng?"

When Cui Zi heard his name, he looked over with deep eyes, and said seriously, "You still called me benefactor that day."

(End of this chapter)