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Ye Yueming covered the ground with a silver sheen, but he remained awake. Little Xuan window, the wind rises melancholy, found a place, silent repose innumerable books, do not know the nameless list, sent the ideal, broke the soul.

Ye Zichen laughed loudly as he walked out the door. Ren Xingyu Stage, Nine Steps Courtyard.

The sheet was thin and the heat could not be dispelled, but it made people feel cold in their dreams. Sun Shan is my home. Success and fame, homecoming, toast, thanks to relatives and friends, do that mountain, even more Qingyun will.

The Prefect of Shunjin Manor was in high spirits as he read the article he had written when he was young.

He thought back to the poor scholar who had failed his first Imperial Examinations, and how he was now a prefecture lord. In a fertile land like Jiangnan, he had to get the wind and the rain, let alone a place like Shunjin Prefecture. Whether it was the Jade Linglong of the Western Regions, the Pearl of the East Sea, the Snow Lotus of Heavenly Mountain, or the Ginseng that could extend the life of the Changbai Mountains, all of these people needed to be sent to him personally by various means.

However, not everything could be obtained.

It was just like the girl he liked when he was young. No matter what, he would never be able to get her heart again.

He still remembered that year when he was a poor Elementary Scholar, and he met that beautiful girl from a noble family. They were all young, and after a while, he fell in love with her.

However, he had an inferiority complex. Because the imperial examinations had failed, he was able to make room for others and eat as much as he could.

As for her, she was from a wealthy family, and she did not have to worry about food or clothing. She lived in luxurious clothing, and her servants were in groups. Her pursuers were like crucian carp that crossed the river.

Actually, he was very talented, but he didn't have any connections.

Above the imperial court, within the gates." Except for the fact that he had just learned it, he was the best in the world. He was the best in the world. He was the best in the eyes of the public, and he explored flowers. However, who would easily be favored by the examiners?

It was said that poor and poor Elementary Scholars were the least valuable. They could not do farm work, and did not have the means to do business. Scholars, if they could not read their books out loud, were also farmers who looked down on them the most.

How can a scholar be so weak?" They were all of low quality, only able to read books. The book had a face like jade, the book had a gold house, the book had a thousand bells.

He was depressed and didn't know what to do. He wanted to confess to her whenever he had achieved success or fame. Who knew that just like that, it would be ten years, an earth-shattering ten years?

He finally discovered that the one who wanted to take the title test was not him. It was his preparation.

Virtue and morality, the spirit of a scholar, how much is it worth?

Bowing and kneeling, flattering.

In the end, he managed to become a Prefect. The biggest official in this area.

He went to propose.

Ten years had passed. Back then, she had been the daughter of a noble family. Now, she had already been married, but he did not care.

He believed that together they were as they had always been, that they had indeed changed in a subtle way, that he had confessed to her, that she had abandoned her son to share her wealth with him, that she had refused to give in, that she was jealous, that he had killed his husband and children, and that in the end he had chosen to kill her.

Near execution, she said, I remember you, but you have changed, become so horrible, become so cold-blooded.

"No, no," he murmured. As long as you are willing to stay with me, I can give you my wealth and glory. Trembling, he tried to take her hand.

She spat on his face, "Pui! Dogman, the common people, harm my husband. You deserve to die! "Damn it."

He turned his head away, tears streaming down his face.

Ten years, both of his hands were stained with the filth of a saint.

Ten years. He had been thinking about how many schemes and tricks he could pull off.

He had plotted to kill his own political enemies and was afraid that he would seek revenge in the future. Thus, he had cut off the roots and wiped out the entire family, leaving not even the chickens and dogs …

He watched as the essays and brushes dried up and calmed down his mind. He was about to leave the study.

He heard a voice asking, "Are you that Prefect's dog official, Yang Yongkang?"

"You know that I'm a Prefect, yet you still dare to call out my name, slaying your entire clan." Prefect Yang said angrily.

"Destroy our clan? "Hehe."

The shadow flashed, his neck was cut open and blood gushed out, but he didn't die immediately. Although his throat was sealed with blood, that didn't mean that his throat was sealed with blood. Death was certain, but it delayed the time of death.

"Following General Yang Yongyan to harm Zhongliang, is it not so? Stealing eighteen households for a commoner, is it not so? The first one was destroyed by you. Yes and no? "

"When you are travelling, you took the head of someone because they were blocking your way, right? "In order to embezzle a hundred acres of fertile land, you put the landlord's family into prison without any noise, tortured them until they handed over the land deed, and then killed them all, right?"

Even the Prefect could hear the dozens of crimes, but he could not speak.

Tears rolled down her cheeks.

His vision turned black, and he was about to die.

Now that he thought about it, he realized his evil deeds.

It turned out that, without realizing it, he had already become an unforgivable person.

That's right. Ever since that year, he stole a civilian's daughter. After that, he stole many more times. The higher the rank, the more he took them back. He couldn't even let those passers-by who couldn't dodge in time.

I remember, it seems like that family has two young children …

His vision became even more blurry, and his thoughts became even more chaotic.

His life flashed before his eyes.

The number one of the seven-year-old child test was called a child prodigy.

Seventeen years old, first place in the country test, becoming an Elementary Scholar.

He should have saved the chaotic world with knowledge, but who knew that in the end, he was the one who made the chaotic world even more chaotic.

After he failed his first exam.

This is the first time I've met you outside of the White Horse Temple. He was accompanied by two maids. When he was done praying and leaving the house, he rubbed his shoulders and thought for the rest of his life. With a glance, he decided that he would definitely marry you in his lifetime.

He would study hard for three years, and then take the Imperial examinations. When the High Scholar did not get involved, his essay was changed by the upper echelons. They actually sold it to him for the sake of the descendants of noble families.

He went to ask for an explanation, got beaten up, and fell into the streets along with the beggars.

The heaven and earth collapsed. Who would have thought that this was the way of the world? It seemed that it would be difficult to rise again in this lifetime.

Heaven never bars one's way. One is chosen by the car-riding generals. From then on, one becomes the accomplice of the tiger. Step by step, step by step, step by step.

Therefore, he gave up his ancestral name and changed it to Yang Yongkang. However, he had forgotten the name of the Elementary Scholar from the past, Dan Yongkang.

The amount of blood on his hands increased.

Finally, the clan that sold my essays has been destroyed, not a single one is left alive! Not even chickens or dogs were spared! Kill them all!

The notoriety is widespread, but I don't care, my position is getting bigger and bigger...

Tears welled up in his eyes.

If I had told her, I would have liked you. That was great. Maybe she didn't care about the gap between them.

Maybe, I don't need to be like this...

Outside the White Horse Temple.

"Heh, poor scholar, if my young miss passes by, why aren't you getting out of the way?" Look, look, look, let them dig out your glasses. "

"Aiyu, you're acting this way again. Young Master, I'm sorry, but our maidservants are too immature. Please don't be too fussy …"

"You … You called me Young Noble? "

"That's right, Young Master. Why don't we go in and pay our respects together?"

"Ah, ah. "Alright."

Although he had kowtowed to Buddha, he might as well kowtow once more.

Previously, you were the first person in the world to call me Young Noble, but in the end, I killed your entire family.

Ha ha-ha ha-ha ha-ha, good one, Dan Yongkang. "He deserved to die.

Really, I really want to see you again. I really want to hear 'gongzi' again …

Cardinal, counting the counts of his crimes, looked at him and confirmed that he had died. He rolled over the wall and tapped lightly. As he entered the city, he heard noises coming from behind. The sounds of horses galloping could be heard …

He stripped off his black clothes on a tall tree outside the city.

He swaggered into Shunjin Manor.

Seeing that the waiter was doing his best to attract customers, the Great Blessed Gate Inn, and the Blessed Gate Inn.

He thought, "It's only noon, I might as well rest here before I go."

After a short pause, a waiter walked up to them and said, "Please come in, sir."