Dao fruit.

The inner city of Dongdu, Han Mansion.

In the study, Han Yi, who used to be the prime minister, was practicing calligraphy. Although he was over [-] years old, this old Xiangguo was old and strong, with white beards on his face standing upright like thorns, wearing a dark cloak, and a burly figure. It looks more like a hand holding a knife, and at the moment it is holding a pen holder, giving people a feeling of overkill.

The tip of the pen fell on the paper, and the written words had a kind of stern law and unselfish charm artistic conception. As the number of strokes increased, the atmosphere of the whole study gradually became dignified, and the words on the paper took shape one by one. A sentence in "Gong Ming"——

Standing a foot of wood on a high mountain, it is near the stream of Qianren.

It talks about putting a foot-long log on a high mountain, and you can look down on a mountain stream that is thousands of feet deep.

The meaning of this sentence does not mean that the wood is high, but that its position is high, which means to take advantage of the situation.

"Oh?"

Han Yi, who was writing, suddenly let out a light gasp, his eyelids jumped, and the pen in his hand paused slightly, before he could finish writing a line, the strokes stopped on the word "Xi".

"Father, what's the matter?" Standing in front of the desk was a middle-aged man who was also tall and imposing, exuding an aura of nobility and a lingering aura around him, which had been cultivated over a long period of time.

This person is Han Yi's second son, Han Zhuo.

"It's nothing." Han Yi put his pen aside, turned to look at his son, "I heard that Juyu recommended a young man for you to take the school exam, I don't know what to do."

Han Zhuo shook his head and said, "Juyu was deceived by that scholar. I met him yesterday and tested his talents..." He shook his head when he said this. "Who knows that the other party simply doesn't know what to ask. He is an ignorant person. When he left, he was even more rude and flustered. He couldn't even settle down. He didn't know how Juyu was deceived by him. Understand."

"Ju Yu is my student, and I know his temperament. He will never do anything he is not sure about." Han Yi smiled lightly, "Since he recommended that scholar to you, he must have his intentions. You may as well Recruit him into the mansion and re-examine the school, maybe there will be something to gain."

"This..." Han Zhuo heard this.Although he didn't take it seriously, he didn't dare to disobey his father.I had no choice but to nod in response.

Han Yi waved his hand and said, "Okay, it's not easy for you to come back, so go back first, after this writing is finished, I will send someone to send it to you."

"Yes." Han Zhuo nodded and accepted the order, saluted and left respectfully.

Han Yi was the only one left in the study. He glanced at the unfinished picture first, then shook his head.He opened his mouth and shouted, "Wu Ying!"

After the voice fell, the door was pushed open again, and an old servant came in, bowed his head and said, "Master."

"Call Weier over here. I have something to ask her."

The old servant nodded and left. Not long after, the girl in Ruqun pushed the door and entered. She walked lightly, as if the wind was blowing under her feet, and she was in front of Han Yi in the blink of an eye.

"Grandpa, did you call me?" The girl looked at Han Yi with a smile on her face.

Han Yi nodded and smiled a little: "I came here to ask you something."

"Oh? Grandpa wants to ask me something?" The girl's black and white eyes turned slightly, "Well, let me guess first, um, I guess it has something to do with Dad's plan? Is it not?"

Han Yi nodded: "Yes, it is related to this matter. I heard that he gave Wenzong paperweight and Beiming jade basin to King Yan, but they were used to steal Evans, but someone told me that the things fell into the in the hands of others?"

"Grandfather also knows Qiu Yan?" The girl was surprised, and then said, "Father gave the paperweight and jade basin to King Yan because he was ambitious and worthy of training. I never thought that this person would be taken away because of his unrighteous ways. The baby deserves it, I have already reported this matter to my father."

Han Yi waved his hand and said, "You don't need to tell me what your father did. As long as it doesn't violate the laws of the country, I won't interfere. But if it violates the law, don't blame me for killing relatives righteously."

The girl said coquettishly: "I knew you would say that, but I have issued a military order in front of Dad, and I want to explain the whole story to you."

Han Yi did not respond.

The girl didn't take it seriously, but said: "Daddy decided on the sex of King Yan this time, just to take advantage of the situation, but he didn't expect that this King Yan usually looks like a mountain, but in fact it's just a mountain. a mound."

As the girl said, she took two steps forward with a look of grievance on her face: "Give him Wen Zong a paperweight to let him settle his mind and refine his knowledge, but he uses it to steal writing; give him a Beiming jade basin to let him take a bath. He has the spirit of a sage, and even though his father gave him a definition, he didn't want him to be greedy, so the Beiming jade basin can prevent the heart from entering the soul, but who knows that he can also use it to strip the writings and make the holy vessel dusty."

"Okay, I already know." Han Yi nodded without saying anything.

Seeing this, the girl also looked like she was done, and changed the subject: "Well, I knew that Grandpa loved me the most. By the way, you mentioned Qiu Yan just now?"

"I don't know the Qiu Yan you're talking about. You came up with the name yourself," Han Yi shook his head, "However, if the person who got the paperweight and jade basin is this Qiu Yan, it means that this person is extraordinary. He is a man who can accomplish things, if you are familiar with him, you can invite him, I want to meet him."

"Grandpa wants to see Qiu Yan?" The girl rolled her eyes again, with a curious expression on her face, "You still praise him? I don't know what he did to alarm Grandpa?"

"He just did what he should do, but in this world, there are not many people who know what they should do, so they seem extraordinary." Han Yi said, shaking his head, "Do you have a relationship with this person?" friendship?"

"Yes! Yes!" The girl smiled like a flower, "Grandpa, just wait for my news."

………………

On this side, Han Yi and his granddaughter were talking. On the other side, after Han Zhuo left the study, he returned to his private courtyard, thinking about it, fidgeting, and finally called his confidant servant Han Fu.

"Second Master, are you looking for me?" Han Fu hurried over with lowered eyebrows.

Han Zhuo didn't go around in circles, and asked directly: "The scholar who visited me before, where is he now?"

"Ah? Second Master, are you talking about that ignorant little liar?" Han Fu was taken aback when he heard that.A little uneasy, "What do you want him for? This person is not polite. I have been kicked out a long time ago."

"Boom away?" Han Zhuo frowned slightly, "Go get him back, I have something to ask him."

"This..." Han Fu hesitated a little, but he still complied, bowing and retreating.

After leaving the room, Han Fu was also a little uneasy.

"Why does the second master want to see the scholar again? It's not easy to handle. But I want to threaten him first, not to tell what happened earlier."

It turned out that the scholar made a fool of himself when he met Han Zhuo. When Han Fu saw him, he insulted him. They are servants.He usually nods and bows to the master of the family, but sometimes he pretends to be a tiger.He especially likes to show himself by insulting others and make himself appear powerful. The scholar had fame before, and insulting such a person made Han Fu very happy.

Unexpectedly, although the scholar was disheartened, he still left a sentence of "30 years in Hedong, 30 years in Hexi", which made Han Fu feel a little bit drummed.How long does it take for things to change.

Thinking about it, Han Fu suddenly burst out laughing: "I'm in a daze, that scholar has no talent. Even if I see Second Master again, the result will be the same, so what is there to worry about?"

After thinking about this, he was determined, and he waved to Mingjia Ding, and said: "You find two people, go to the street to find that Zhang Sheng, and the second master wants to see him again."

The servant took the order and left.

At the same time, Zhang Yingchao, the "Student Zhang" that Han Fu called, was in a tavern, drinking with a few fellow sufferers.

The eastern capital is prosperous, but there are some taverns that ordinary people can afford.

"Brother Zhang, you'd better leave quickly. The Han family has a lot of influence in Dongdu. If you annoy his evil slave, you will inevitably be hated by the other party. It is said that the king of hell is easy to see, and the little ghost is hard to deal with. This kind of slave , the most important thing is revenge."

"That's right, I've come to Dongdu this time, so I've come to the wrong place."

"Hey, who knew that such a thing could happen. Ten years of studying hard and dying in one day."

……

Several Confucian scholars sat around a table, sighing, each of them had a look of ashes on their faces, exuding an aura of mourning and concubine.

Snapped!

Suddenly, the scholar sitting inside raised his hand and patted the table, his face full of unwillingness: "It must be because of being arrested and imprisoned in Xuankou Town. After that, all knowledge is lost, this..."

This person has delicate features, with a bookish aura faintly exuding from his body, but at the moment he looks a bit embarrassed, his eyes are bloodshot.

Immediately someone nearby said: "Brother Zhang, who would believe this? Don't talk about others, even if I wait for myself, it would be weird."

That handsome scholar was none other than Zhang Sheng and Zhang Yingchao who had visited the Han Mansion earlier but returned home humiliated.

"We boast that we have achieved something in our studies, but now we can read, but we can't remember a single sentence of the text, we can't even read a sentence, and we can't write well, let alone try it in the future..."

While talking, some Confucian scholars shed tears.

"Poor my lady, who sewed shoes and mended clothes for me to buy books. She finally won the exam. She took all her savings and came to Dongdu to study. I wanted to repay her a lifetime of wealth, but who would have thought that she would end up like this."

As he said this, others shed tears.

"My old mother is dragging her sick body..."

"My father wakes up early and works late every day..."

"My brother and sister-in-law..."

Before the former dynasty, the imperial examination was not popular, and the nine-rank Zhongzheng system was practiced. There was no poor family for the upper rank, and no family for the lower rank. The evaluation of people's rank was only based on family status, regardless of talent and learning.

The imperial examination was issued, and the human nature was changed.

Since the establishment of the imperial examination, it has been gradually perfected. As long as the children of ordinary people are willing to work hard and with a little luck, they can also succeed in the imperial examination and change the fate of a family or even a clan.

The imperial examination is actually an act of revolutionizing the world, entrusting the wishes of countless people.

Like this table of Confucian scholars, they only thought about it, but they didn't expect that disasters would come.

Everyone was talking sadly, when a voice suddenly came from the side——

"Which one is Zhang Yingchao?"

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