Uncle Guo, your heart thief has been promoted again

Chapter 110 Come on
The allusions in the literary test questions of the female officer examination this time were relatively biased, and it took Yuhua more than half a day to solve them.

At this moment, she has just entered the state, ready to flex her muscles.

Just as Xu Qingmeng came in with breakfast, she looked over, but seeing that Xu Qingmeng seemed to be preoccupied, she couldn't help frowning.

At the same time, the little maids and female officials who had been watching the exam around the exam room also left one after another and went in the same direction.

Yu Hua couldn't help asking: "What's the matter, what happened?"

Xu Qingmeng didn't want to affect Yuhua's exam, but felt that she had to talk about it, so she put down her food and said with red eyes: "Jiang Shangfu was ordered out of the palace by the queen, and now he is unconscious. Baoyu is carrying her on his back."

Yuhua accidentally heard it, and the scissors in her hand slipped, and the whole piece of fabric was cut off.

Xu Qingmeng hurriedly stepped forward to hold it up, and said regretfully, "What should I do? I can't get any other materials now."

But Yuhua couldn't care about these anymore, her eyes were all blurred with tears, her whole body was trembling, and she murmured subconsciously.

"Master, Master..."

"Sister Yuhua."

Xu Qingmeng was a little scared, she was afraid that Yuhua would rush out of the examination room on impulse.

The court lady gave up the exam on the spot, and the next female officer exam will be a bye. When she has the opportunity to take the female officer exam again, it will be at least six years later.

At that time, Yuhua was already 23, and if her luck was bad, and the exam was suspended due to a national crisis, she would almost have no choice but to leave the palace.

Xu Qingmeng had no choice but to come forward and hold Yuhua's hand tightly, firming her belief: "The only thing that matters is passing the exam right now, what Jiang Shangfu is most worried about is Baoyu, only when you become a female official can you become Baoyu's strength, Only then can we live up to Jiang Shangfu's expectations."

Yuhua is in extreme pain at the moment. She will never forget that when her first master suddenly fell ill and she was weak and helpless, it was Jiang Rongxi who took her back and taught her how to make clothes, how to behave, How did she learn to protect herself in this complicated palace.

Although Jiang Rongxi never said that she would be accepted as an apprentice, in Yuhua's heart, Jiang Rongxi is her master.

But now that person is at the last moment of his life, she can't be by his side, but let her go out of the palace without dignity.

She hates it so much.

Hate that there is always injustice in this world, and hate that good people are not rewarded.

But she had no other choice.

So she wiped her eyes twice with her fingers, wiped away her tears, continued to pick up the cloth just now and said, "You are right, now I am admitted to the female officer and become the power of Baoyu, which is what Jiang Shangfu hopes to see." Arrived."

On the road leading to the palace gate in front of the Luocheng Palace, Jiang Baoyu was carrying Jiang Rongxi on his back, and walked out with difficulty step by step under the supervision of the Habayashi guards.

On both sides of the road, many palace people were surrounded tightly.

Some of these people were old acquaintances of Jiang Rongxi, some knew Jiang Baoyu, and most of them didn't know any of them.

But they all heard that a little maid was going to carry a critically ill Shangfu out of the palace, from the Shangfu Bureau to the Luocheng Palace, they all came to see it.

The older ones sighed for Jiang Rongxi.

"How could this happen? Isn't Jiang Shangfu always loved by the empress and the emperor?"

"A companion is like a tiger, how can you guess the sincerity of the palace?"

"Let's all pay attention to it, Jiang Shangfu is in such a situation, let alone me?"

The younger ones were subdued by Jiang Baoyu.

"But who is that little maid who went out with her behind her back?"

"Yeah, it's not easy to have such a heart at such a young age."

"It should be heavy, right? With such a thin body, how on earth can she move her back?"

There are also good people who sneer by the side.

"I heard that they were dismissed by the empress and kicked out of the palace, but they also licked their faces and put on life clothes, and made such a fool of themselves? Habayashi Wei let them make a fuss!"

Immediately, some upright people scolded: "Don't gloat, how do you know that what she is like today is not the result of my waiting for another day?

I respect that child very much, knowing that my dignity is the dignity of the emperor and empress.

She did this not only for Jiang Shangfu, but also for the emperor and empress, and for our future dignity. "

There are also those who want to focus on the results and hate the crowd and make noise.

"Shh! Don't talk, I feel like she's about to lose weight."

Jiang Rongxi was almost unconscious besides breathing.

Jiang Baoyu walked out step by step with her on his back, his spine was almost bent, and every step he took, many beads of sweat ooze from his forehead.

In order not to drag Jiang Rongxi's feet to the ground, she desperately wrapped her hands around Jiang Rongxi's knees. Her arms were so numb that she could no longer feel the soreness, but she still refused to let go. She was able to get here almost entirely by faith.

But she was only 12 years old, and she gradually felt her limit, so she couldn't help but stop, looked up at the palace gate, and measured the distance with her eyes.

Sixty feet.

Almost two hundred steps to go.

But her eyes had already begun to blur, and she felt a little dizzy.

"Persevere, don't give up!"

I don’t know who yelled, and then the people who heard it also yelled: “Yes, yes, we’ve come here, we can’t give up!”

All of a sudden, there were voices one after another, those who were optimistic and those who were not, seemed to be twisted into a rope at this moment, and everyone was shouting "Don't give up", as if every action of Jiang Baoyu at this moment affected their hearts.

Amon hated them to death.

A bunch of onlookers who only want to yell, but you come up to help.

Thinking of this, she went up to Jiang Baoyu and asked, "Sister Baoyu, are you okay? If not, I'd better ask Yu Linwei for help. I've already recited it here, and Jiang Shangfu will definitely help her." I can feel your heart."

But Jiang Baoyu suddenly laughed, as if he didn't hear what Aman said, and said softly: "Don't be afraid, Auntie, I won't let you go, I will send you to my family in person, so that you won't be bullied at all. .

You have been protecting me since I was a child.

Now it's my turn to protect you. "

Saying this, she gritted her teeth and walked towards the palace gate again.

But at this moment Jiang Rongxi seemed to be much lighter than before, and Jiang Baoyu even heard her talking to him.

"Bao Yu."

"Speak, aunt, Baoyu is listening." Hearing Jiang Rongxi's voice, Jiang Baoyu was ecstatic, and his strength increased a lot.

Jiang Rongxi couldn't open his eyes, but slowly opened and closed his bloodless lips.

"Don't complain, don't hold grudges, and don't let yourself get hurt. Stay and lead the Jiang family to a better place, can you remember?"

A hot tear fell to the ground, and Jiang Baoyu burst into tears at Jiang Rongxi's words.

It must be that she was too incompetent in the past, which made Jiang Rongxi feel worried about her at this time.

She will never be that worrying person again.

"Well, Baoyu remembers, Baoyu remembers."

　Don't give up = come on.

　　I originally wanted to use "refueling" directly, but I felt that the ancient times might not say that.

　　So I went to check.

　　It is said that the earliest allusion to refueling can be traced back to Liu Bowen in the Ming Dynasty.

　　But the story was so ridiculous that it was suspected that it was fabricated by modern people, so it was not used.

　　Another said it was Zeng Guofan in the late Qing Dynasty, but it is not clear whether it was him or a disciple.

　　In short, a candidate ran out of oil before the exam, and whoever yelled to refuel, and later the candidate entered high school, and this "refueling" later evolved into "refueling".

　　I also checked what to use if I don’t use “refueling”, and analyzed various scenarios, including “encourage”, “work hard”, and even use “good”.

　　But it doesn't seem appropriate to use it in the text.

　　In fact, according to our current taste, it is most appropriate to use "come on" for the emotions there, but in order to fit the context and background, I still use "don't give up, just keep going".

　　So if that part of the relationship is not pushed in place, don't blame me, blame - love whoever.Hahaha~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)