The Qiyun Association was originally a welcome banquet for Guizhou academician Wang Haoming, and it was also an important event for this great scholar of the Central Plains to appear in Guiyang and comment on Guizhou scholars. He was originally destined to leave a good story in Guiyang Shilin, but was stirred up by Ye Xiaotian, who was "not stingy", and the whole banquet changed its flavor.

Anyone's poems and essays seemed to have no taste. Although Cui Xiangxian, Wang Haoming and others were not interested, when those scholars talked loudly, they felt uncomfortable when they thought of Ye Xiaotian's "national scolding" and the scene of using the roasted sheep master to mock them about the spread and talk big, they were all over.

The feast of Qiyun ended, and Wang Haoming and Cui Xiang left in the same car first.

Sitting in the car, thinking of a good and elegant banquet, being disbanded by a man like Ye Xiaotian, Cui Xiangxian was still resentful. Wang Haoming comforted him with kind words: "Xiangxian, why bother with this matter? Your moral article is famous all over the world. If you are calculating such a vulgar man, others will not laugh at him, but will only laugh at you."

Cui Xiangxian sighed and said, "Brother Haoming, if he was really a common man, I wouldn't take it seriously even if he said it a little harshly. How could we be as knowledgeable as those people? But Ye Xiaotian has the status of a scholar, it's really a shame to the scholar!"

Wang Haoming smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, he will be no longer a scholar soon."

Cui Xiangxian's eyes lit up and said, "Brother Haoming, are you talking about...?"

Wang Haoming said: "Guizhou's culture and education are not prosperous, especially Tongren. It's ridiculous that Zhang Yi has always claimed to be romantic, but he has not produced a scholar in five years. The Tongren Mansion's teaching Li Zhongyin was severely scolded by me at the beginning of the year, saying that he could not change any more, so he was relieved of his position as a teacher. Who knew that in just a few months, Tongren had produced a scholar Ye Xiaotian..."

Cui Xiangxian suddenly said, "There may be a big way to do this."

Wang Haoming sneered: "In my opinion, it's not that there is a big way, but that there must be problems. This year's 'Year Test', I will go down to inspect it myself. I won't go anywhere else, but I must go to Tongren, by then..."

Cui Xiang heard this first and couldn't help but smile knowingly.

The so-called "Year Examination" means that after a scholar is admitted, the re-examination is held every year. This move is to prevent scholars from not advancing or retreating in their studies. If a scholar who takes the "Year Examination" fails the exam, he will be deprived of his qualifications for scholars. Only a scholar's fame or above will be considered a lifetime.

This "year examination" is not tested by the local government and examiner who won the exam, but by the superior academic government yamen. This is also the reason why Li Zhongyin has not won a scholar for five consecutive years. The local scholars have poor knowledge. Even if he wins, he still has to be deprived of his reputation in the "year examination". Why bother?

It was not until Wang Xuezheng severely criticized Li Zhongyin's political achievements that Li Zhongyin had no choice but to decide to cheat and deal with it. As long as Ye Xiaotian's talent is not too unpredictable, when the Xuezheng Yamen sent someone to take the next exam, he would give him some gifts and bribe him. Maybe he would be able to get away with it.

But today Ye Xiaotian was arrogant in Qiyunting and insulted Cui Xiangxian and a group of scholars. The host of Wang Xuezheng's banquet also felt his face was dull and he couldn't help but get really angry. In the past, he sent people to various places to host the "Year Examination". Now he decided to go to Tongren and his party in person, so he naturally decided to win Ye Xiaotian's reputation as a scholar. Therefore, Cui Xiangxian's anger disappeared as soon as he heard it.

After Wang Haoming said this, his brow suddenly frowned again and said to Cui Xiang in confusion: "By the way, what's going on with the poem Ye Xiaotian chanted just now? It's obvious that it's not easy, why did you even hype up a lot?"

Cui Xiang's face turned red. After a while, she told the truth to this fellow friend: "Hey! Brother Haoming, you don't know that Ye Xiaotian's treacherous thief, that liquor poem was not written by him at all, but was written by Zhang Yi, the governor of Tongren."

Wang Haoming was stunned and said, "Ah! Fatty Zhang..."

Cui Xiangxian smiled bitterly and said, "No! When I returned to my hometown, Zhang Yi held a banquet for entertainment. During the meal, he sang this scattered liquor poem, and said that this was a new work of his recent work. Although this poem is nonsensical, how do you ask my fool to answer?"

Although Cui Xiangxian was a Censor and a Criminal and Political Consultative Officer in Guizhou, he was in charge of the judicial and criminal prisons and education in Guizhou, which was considered to be of high authority, but he was much inferior to the hereditary local emperor like the Zhang family in Tixi. Wang Haoming thought for a long time and thought that if Zhang Yi was chanting this poem in front of him, he might have to praise him against his conscience. The two couldn't help but look at each other and smile bitterly...

Cui Xiang first arrived in Guiyang and lived in Wang Haoming's Censorate Office. The two of them had just returned from a banquet and were a little drunk. After returning to the government office, they dispersed and went to their residence for a while.

Wang Haoming arrived at the flower hall of the back house and ordered his maid to bring him a bowl of sobering soup. He was slowly sipping it when a shrewd-eyed servant rushed in and came in, leaned into his ear and whispered to him.

Wang Haoming frowned slightly when he heard this, and said strangely: "Hongfeng Lake Xia Family? Haven't you seen it at the banquet just now? If he has something to do, come and visit again? Please invite him in!"

After a while, a tall old man with red face rushed in with great strides, and the servant trotted and couldn't catch up with him. The old man stepped into the flower hall. When he saw Wang Haoming, he raised his hand and said in a rough voice: "Wang Zhang, Xia is polite, and he is willing to disturb him. He also prays for forgiveness."

Wang Haoming quickly came forward and said, "Where is Brother Xia saying anything? Why should you be so polite between you and me? Hurry up, please sit down, come and see the tea!"

Wang Haoming ordered his maid to serve a cup of tea for Mr. Xia, and asked with a smile: "Wang and Brother Xia were drinking and having fun in the Qiyun Pavilion just now, but they didn't know if there was anything wrong to say in person, so they insisted on rushing to do it at this time?"

Dad Xia frowned, as if he was embarrassed, and said, "Wang Zhaozhe, I, Mr. Xia, is a rude man. I can't talk around the bush, so I won't be polite to you. I'm here today, just for one thing. Our Xia family will want a juren this year!"

When Wang Haoming heard this, he was stunned for a while before saying, "Brother Xia, your Xia family in Hongfeng Lake has never cared about the imperial examinations, why is this year..."

Dad Xia said impatiently: "Don't I just care about this? Wang Zhaozhang, you are in charge of the provincial school administration. Whoever is admitted is not admitted? It's just your words, just tell me clearly. Do you give this quota?"

Wang Haoming said hesitantly: "Actually, the court has always taken care of all the great chieftains. For the juren, he has always accused of taking out some quotas to give to the children who are interested in learning but have a little lack of knowledge. But Brother Xia, since you are interested in asking for a juren, you should have proposed it earlier. Now that the chieftains have said hello, if there is any change..."

Before he could finish his words, Mr. Xia glared at the bull's eyes and said, "Isn't this a list yet? Is there anything that cannot be changed? Wang Zhaozhang, you don't have to make things difficult. You just have to grant me a place, and you don't have to worry about other things. If anyone doesn't want to, tell me and I'll talk to him!"

Dad Xia stretched out his big hand like a palm-leaf fan, slapped the table with a "bang" and shouted: "His grandma's. Over the years, my old Xia family has never asked for a juren's place. I just want one this year, but I don't believe it. Who can't even dare to pick bees and sting me with me!"

Wang Censor quickly advised: "Brother Xia, calm down, calm down. This... is reasonable. Since you, Brother Xia, have opened your mouth, this year's quota of juren. All the chieftains should let one out. For nothing! I promise you here first, but I will ask you guys to say hello to you."

Mr. Xia turned angry and said, "I will tell them if I turn back."

Wang Zhaozhai had no choice but to ask someone to get the pen and ink, and held the pen in his hand, and said to Mr. Xia, "But he doesn't know who the person he wants to win. If he has not participated in the exam today, even if he wants to take care of him, he will be powerless."

Dad Xia said, "Don't worry, that person naturally participated in the exam today. His surname is Ye, and he is Ye Xiaotian who recited a good poem in Qiyun Pavilion today! Hahaha, isn't he still talented?"

Wang Zhaocha was stunned immediately, his face looked ugly. He was already determined to find a fault to seize Ye Xiaotian's scholar's reputation, but now he wants to choose him as a juren? Wang Zhaocha hesitated for a while before he said unhappy: "Brother Xia, this Ye Xiaotian...he doesn't look like Xia!"

Dad Xia said angrily: "Who said no? But... I don't know what medicine my old man took wrong. He insisted on giving the bastard a juren a fame. What can I do?"

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After Ye Xiaotian and Xia Yingying left Nanminghe and returned to Guiyang City, Yingying took Xiaolu and Xiaowei back to Xia Mansion. Along the way, Yingying was much less happy than usual. She was always carefree. In fact, there was nothing in the Xia family that needed her to worry about, and now she began to learn to think about things.

Career and love can promote people to mature. For women in this era, careers are almost impossible, and the only thing that affects her is love.

Once a girl like Yingying likes someone, she will not consider the relevant factors too much. In the eyes of a girl like her, reason can never overcome emotions. But this does not mean that she completely ignores the difficulties she will face. She will also think, if that day in the future really comes, how should she face it, or how to solve this problem.

Xiaolu quietly observed Yingying's expression and whispered to Xiaowei: "Yingying seems to have something to worry about."

Xiaowei couldn't help laughing and said, "How is that possible? We Yingying never has any trouble in our hearts."

Xiaolu shook his head and said, "People always grow up. I think she really has something to worry about. I will ask her later."

Yingying returned to her residence and sat on a swing in the garden. She was slowly wandering around, biting her lower lip and dazed.

Xiaolu walked gently to her and held the swing. Yingying looked up at her and then slowly lowered her head. Xiaolu said softly: "Yingying, if you have any worries, why don't you want to tell me."

Yingying shook her head without saying anything. Xiaolu walked around her and squatted down, staring at her with big eyes in an instant. After a stalemate for a while, Yingying finally couldn't help but say quietly: "Brother Xiaotian... is... the venerable of the Gu God Cult."

Xiaolu raised his eyebrows gently: "Gu Shen Cult? It sounds a bit familiar..."

Yingying told Xiaolu about the situation of the Gu Shen Cult that Ye Xiaotian introduced to her. Xiaolu suddenly widened his eyes: "Twenty years? Do you mean that at most twenty years, he will have to leave you and go to the deep mountains and forests? What's the difference between it and becoming a monk?"

"Shh!"

Yingying quickly looked around and whispered: "Brother Xiaotian is such a smart person, he will definitely come up with a solution. My father didn't agree with me being with him at first. If I know about this again... I will only say it to you as the best sister, and you must not tell me."

Xiaolu nodded quickly: "Well! I understand, I understand! I will definitely not say it."

After a stick of incense, Xiaowei widened her eyes in a corner at the end of the winding corridor and said, "What? Twenty years, how can that be? Twenty years later, Yingying is only in her thirties. Should she be a widow for him?"

Xiaolu quickly said, "Shh! Sigh. Yingying gave him a heart. Can you make her change her mind? I thought, there may not be no solution to this matter. I think you are the best sister and I will tell you. Don't tell me."

Xiaowei nodded quickly: "Well! I understand, I understand! I will definitely not say it."

After two incense sticks, Xiaowei complained to Xiaofang, the close maid beside Yingying’s mother, with a sad face, and said, “You also know that Xiaolu and I are going to marry with Yingying. But that guy will be 'becoming a monk' in twenty years. What should I do then?”

Xiaowei pouted and said, "I am certainly incomparable to Yingying, but I am also the little princess of the Quni tribe after all! It's enough to be a husband with my sisters. I can only be a couple with him for twenty years. I feel so frustrated when I think about it."

Xiaofang widened her black eyes and said in surprise: "It's only twenty years, ah, um..., you three are one, which means one person has been a couple with him for six or seven years, and he's a big loss."

Xiaowei sighed and said, "Who said no? But Yingying is so mean. She knows this and still likes him. Yingying said that he will definitely come up with a solution, but I don't know if it is true. Oh, take one step at a time. By the way, I just said to you as the best sister, so you must not tell me."

Xiaofang nodded quickly: "Well! I understand, I understand! I will definitely not say it."

After three incense sticks, the other three Sakuras, including Mrs. Xia’s four maids, Xiaoxue and Xiaoli, stared at Xiaofang’s vivid and vivid explanations, adding fuel to the air, Xiaotian’s “becoming a monk” in twenty years. After Xiaofang finished speaking, she reminded her: “I think you are the best sisters and you must not tell me it!”

Sakura, Xiaoxue and Xiaoli nodded like a chicken pecking at the rice: "I understand! I understand! I will definitely not say it."

After four incense sticks, Mrs. Xia knew, and then Mr. Xia and Mr. Xia, who had just returned home to report to me, also knew...

As a result, Yingying, who is growing up, learned the first lesson in her life class: Women cannot keep secrets!

:Ah! Teacher Guan tells you: Generally speaking, the maximum period for women to keep secrets is 47 hours and 15 minutes. So, men should not tell women if they have secrets! Women should not tell their best friends if they have secrets! (To men, this is a piece of advice; to women... are you anxious to tell others? If you agree with Teacher Guan's opinion, please vote for monthly votes and recommend votes!) (To be continued...)
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