Jiaochu

"Brother, who do you think this year's No. [-] Scholar will be? I heard that there is a great talent over there in the south of the Yangtze River named Ruan Zhu. He can recite poems at the age of three, write articles at the age of five, and was awarded the title of Scholar at the age of nine. "Ye Lingxi mentioned this person because he was the number one scholar in this imperial examination in his previous life. She had also met him. He was about [-] or [-] years old, not yet [-].

This man was admitted as a scholar at the age of nine, and became famous for a time. His name as a child prodigy was well-known to every household. When he was twelve years old, he was unable to take the examination due to family changes. Later, his mother passed away and he stayed in mourning for three years. In the meantime, he missed the examination again, and then he left his hometown. I went on a study tour, and three years passed by. By the time I took the national examination, I had grown from a young boy to a great talent in the south of the Yangtze River.

"I have also heard of this man. He is a child prodigy. I heard that he can see ten lines at a time and have a photographic memory." Xiao Quanzi said.

"Brother Su is also a child prodigy." Ye Lingxi said.

Xiao Quanzi nodded and said: "Young Master Su has outstanding literary talent. He will definitely be on the gold list this year. I think this year's most beautiful man will be Young Master Su."

Ye Lingxi also nodded in agreement.

Ye Qingran was reading the book, but she didn't turn the pages. She was probably listening to the two of them singing and talking.

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In the evening, a person knocked on the door of the courtyard. When Yanjiang opened the door, a pair of cold eyes appeared in front of him. It was the subordinate Wu Peng brought with him. He had previously pretended to be a clerk in Lord Hu's gambling house, and later followed Wu Peng. Peng left the capital and disappeared.

Yanjiang gently closed the courtyard door and asked casually, "Is the old squid back?" The other party did not answer, but made a simple and neat gesture of invitation. He turned around and left without caring whether Yanjiang followed.

The pace of martial arts practitioners is faster than that of ordinary people. After about a quarter of an hour, the two of them arrived in front of the abandoned gambling house in the East City. Ever since the man in the gambling house died mysteriously overnight and there were some rumors about monsters and ghosts, no one dared to do business here, so it has been abandoned until now.

The other party used Qing Kung Fu to fly into the courtyard. Yan Jiang followed after observing the surrounding environment. As soon as he landed, the harsh and dry laughter came from the dark corner in front of him, like a night owl crying in mourning, making the already silent and desolate courtyard even more eerie.

"We haven't seen you for a year. Why are you still acting like a ghost? You can't go out to see people in broad daylight, so you haven't found any magic pill to cure it." Yan Jiang said in a relaxed tone.

Wu Peng chuckled strangely, "I heard that the general won the battle. Why don't I, an old friend, come back to say congratulations?"

"That's really thoughtful." Yan Jiang changed the subject, "If you really want to congratulate me, why not return my people first."

Wu Peng ridiculed: "General, you really value love and righteousness. If I had brought the Dizhi fruit before, my little brother wouldn't have to suffer so much."

Yan Jiang said: "Young people always have to undergo some experience so that they will not suffer disadvantages in the future. However, that Mr. Shengyin has already left the capital."

"So, the general doesn't want to replace him?" As soon as Wu Peng finished speaking, a bright sword flashed across his face in front of Yanjiang. The other end of the dagger was held in the hand of the waiter, "My little brother is very skilled. We are all old friends, so I won’t introduce you.”

"Then you have to be able to beat him." Wu Peng said.

"Forget it this late at night," Yan Jiang said.

Wu Peng waved his hand, and the dagger lying in front of Yanjiang disappeared.

"These days, I have been thinking about a question. You knew that Mr. Shengyin had Dizhi fruit before, why didn't you go and ask for it yourself? I think that Mr. Shengyin is not an unreasonable person." Yan Jiang said.

Wu Peng chuckled strangely, "They are Shengyin. As a shady person, how can I dare to ask for other people's treasures?"

"Tsk, tsk." Yanjiang tskted twice, "I haven't seen you for a year, and you have gained a lot of knowledge. Where have you been hiding this year? You won't do any evil business again."

Wu Peng said: "We are also old friends. Let me tell you one more thing. I am only responsible for testing the medicine. I did not capture those children in the Yangsheng Hall. I am a dying person, how can I still have them?" Why do you want to open a health care hall?" Yanjiang's expression changed slightly and he asked, "Who opened it?"

"That's your business." Wu Peng waved his hand, "See you off."

The waiter made a simple and neat gesture of invitation, and Yanjiang left alone.

The next day, after having breakfast, Ye Lingxi strolled in the imperial garden for a while, and then headed towards the Yuyuan Palace.

After arriving at the gate of Yuyuan Palace, she stood there for a while. Just as she started to move, Ye Lingjue came back with Dong Mo, still wearing court clothes.

"You came so early." Ye Lingjue said intentionally or unintentionally.

"Didn't the second brother ask me to come here in the morning?" After saying that, she left without looking back. Hehe and Lingdang saluted Ye Lingjue and hurriedly followed.

"Princess, go sit in the room for a while. Your Highness is going to change clothes first. You will come back later." Dong Mo led the three masters and servants into the room, then brought a cup of milk tea and placed it in front of Ye Lingxi.

After a while, Ye Lingjue walked in, having changed into a set of regular clothes. After sitting down opposite Ye Lingxi, Dong Mo brought a cup of tea and placed it in front of him. Ye Lingjue signaled and Dong Mo stepped back first. He picked up the tea cup and scratched it a few times without saying anything. Ye Lingxi didn't say anything, took a sip of milk tea, and then reached for a pastry.

After eating half of the cake, Dong Mo came back with a woman.

The woman lowered her head slightly, her complexion was fair and smooth, and she was wearing a simple dress. Her temperament was as demure as water, and she was very well behaved when she followed Xiao Quanzi, and she was not nervous or at a loss.

After Ye Lingxi looked at her for a few seconds, she asked, "Are you Miss Wen?"

The woman nodded slightly, "The real name of the Nu family is Wen Ning. Later, the family fell into decline and the Nu family moved around Qingzhou. It was the sister in Wanhua House who took the Nu family in."

That's quite honest, Ye Ling said sincerely.

Wen Ning pursed her lips slightly and hesitated, "How is my younger brother...?"

"Girl, my condolences, your brother is no longer here." Ye Lingjue told the truth without any foreshadowing.

Wen Ning suddenly wrung her hands and swayed slightly, but she still did not lose her composure. She bowed again and said, "Thank you for informing me, Your Highness." After a pause, she said, "I still have something to ask for."

"Say it," Ye Lingxi said.

"The Nu family wants to take Qian'er's ashes back to their hometown for burial." Wen Ning pleaded.

Ye Lingjue signaled, and Dong Mo went out for a while, then brought back a box wrapped in black cloth.

Ye Lingxi was a little surprised when she saw the thing in Dong Mo's hand. She didn't expect Xiao Qianzi's ashes to be here. On the one hand, she admired her second brother's thoughtfulness, but on the other hand, she was worried about this thoughtfulness.

After taking the box, Wen Ning bowed again and followed Dong Mo out.