Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 127
On the tenth day of September, the Guijie Festival.

The government examinations, public examinations and general examinations over the years are all announced on this day.

Zhang Zhe picked up Meng Xiaowan from the gate of Luo Mansion early in the morning, and the two walked to Zhiyuan in the center of the county.

Egret, White Warbler and Sanqi followed from a distance.

The curtain is flying with the wind, and the wide sleeves dance without rhyme.

The two attracted the attention of the whole street, and someone revealed Zhang Zhe's identity enviously. For a while, the news that "Zhang Xinzhi and his wife walked to see the list" was spread all over the streets.

That unhurried pace has envied many people.Everyone said that there is no accident at the top of this year's list, only Zhang Xinzhi's kindness can live there.

There is no wall in Zhiyuan. It was originally a barren garden. Later, someone planted nine osmanthus trees here.After a hundred years of operation, there are five or six pavilions, more than ten acres of flower gardens, and nine century-old osmanthus trees, which have become well-known scenic spots in the county.

Every two years, under the osmanthus tree in Zhiyuan, the selection of osmanthus has become a grand event after the autumn of Wuling.

On this day, the famous families in the county will use cinnamon-colored goose-yellow gauze curtains to seal six pavilions, and the daughters of each family will gather in the pavilions to sit and watch the new talents.

Which year does not have a few well-known stories.

Cars and sedans are sparkling, and there is an endless stream of people on the road to watch the list.

But West Street alone is quite different.

Dozens of oxen, horses, carriages and sedan chairs all moved very slowly, none of them passed the pair of men and women in light shirts who were walking slowly.

Those who were in a hurry to go to Zhiyuan suddenly smiled when they saw this scene, and slowed down their pace.

The result of the government examination list is there, whether it is fast or slow, it cannot be changed at all.

Meng Xiaowan left the curtain, it was already red, she wanted to drag her husband to walk a few steps faster, but Zhang Zhe stopped her with a smile.

But Zhang Zhe was still saying inexplicable words, and she was not allowed to walk fast.And Meng Xiaowan loved what he said, but she fell into his trap because of a moment of hesitation.

"These things my husband said, my daughter's family will be happy when they hear it. Could it be that I have been to four halls and eight workshops a lot in the past few days, my mouth is stained with sweet honey, or there is something in my heart that I feel sorry for Wan'er, So today, do you have to let Wan'er listen to it to your heart's content?"

Zhang Zhe deliberately sneered.

"For the past few days, my husband has only talked with people about making a living, but that person is usually willing to tell the truth when he gets there. You don't know me. When you enter there, all you see are pink skeletons. There, he became a Buddha immediately."

Meng Xiaowan tilted her head to look at him.

"Dare to ask this eminent monk, how does he treat his wife? You have violated the precept, so don't involve it in your wife. One more thing, how can a monk dare to compare your husband's ability to talk about love? "

Zhang Zhe stopped and looked at Meng Xiaowan with a solemn face.

"Female benefactor, I don't know if the poor monk is empty or lustful in your eyes?"

Meng Xiaowan suppressed a smile.

"When I see the master, it's just like nothing."

The two talked as if no one was there, but it might as well have followed several people behind them to eavesdrop, and the leader was Huo Bingcheng who was tiptoeing.Lin Funiang and Su Mingyan also followed in with a smile, just because Bailu and the others didn't make a sound to remind, Zhang Zhe and Meng Xiaowan didn't realize that many people were following very close behind them.

Hearing the phrase "empty and empty", the people behind almost laughed out loud.

But Zhang Zhe put away his laughter and took Meng Xiaowan's hand.

"Female benefactor, you see me, or you don't see me, I'm right there.

Neither sad nor happy, you miss me, or don’t miss me, the love is there, whether it comes or goes, whether you love me or not, the love is there, neither increasing nor decreasing.You follow, or don't follow, my hand is in yours, don't give up, come to my arms or, let me live in your heart, love each other silently, like silently. "

When Meng Xiaowan heard this sentence, she was infatuated for a moment, even her soul was lost, and she only let Zhang Zhe lead her away.

And all the people in the rear stayed where they were, speechless.

Especially Su Mingyan, these few words similar to Buddha's gatha, seemed like a flash of lightning, splitting a whole new world in front of her eyes, looking at the back of the pair of gods and couples in front of her, even with her heart, she revealed A little jealousy comes.

I don't know what Meng Xiaowan said before, but Zhang Zhe suddenly laughed and said similar gatha again.

"Before Ananda became a monk, he once told the Buddha that he fell in love with a woman. The Buddha asked him, how much do you love this woman? Ananda replied, I would like to be transformed into a stone bridge, to be blown by the wind for 500 years, and to suffer the sun for 500 years. In the sun, under the rain for 500 years, only for her to walk on this bridge. One thousand and five hundred years of vicissitudes, lady, do you still remember me?"

Huo Bingcheng said angrily: "What's wrong with the world?! Why is the monk better at coaxing little girls than a certain family!!!"

In Zhiyuan, on the nine osmanthus trees that two people hug each other, there are wooden planks with a radius of Zhang Xu.

And on the largest osmanthus tree at the head, there are only line characters on the hanging wooden board.

"Zhang Hua ranked first in the Wuling prefectural examination in 41 years, Zhang Zhe and Zhang Xinzhi in Taolin County."

And Zhang Zhe's four essays on poetry and fu theory are copied versions, which are all pasted under the wooden board.

Under this board, people were crowded, and the crowded water couldn't get in. Even if Huo Bingcheng and the others yelled loudly, no one moved away.

(End of this chapter)