Chapter 73 That spring, I cut peach blossoms into one pound (two)

At this time, Ning Que was staring at a man, staring very seriously and unscrupulously. He was one of the hundreds of candidates, and the man stood before the hundreds of candidates and talked freely. He was going to greet hundreds of looking up, awe and even burning eyes, so he was not worried about being discovered by that man, and just stared at him, as if he wanted to eat the man into Mo Ru's pupils at the middle of the night and to eat the man into Mo Ru's memories at the middle of the night.

The man was wearing a long robe with red cuffs and collars on the hem of the cuffs, a large face but black gold-clad black. He had handsome face, eyebrows like swords, thin lips and straight nose, and a nice smile. There were occasionally wrinkles at the corners of his eyes when he smiled. Looking at the mature side, he could say that he was already forty years old, and looking at the young, he could say that he would be thirty. In short, this was a very attractive man.

He was Li Peiyan, the second most powerful man in the Tang Empire, His Majesty's only brother, His Highness, the prince who has always been famous for his reputation, was the culprit who took advantage of His Majesty's trip to Daze and joined forces with General Xiahou to imprison General Xuanwei Lin Guangyuan for treason and kill the entire general's mansion.

From the first year of Tianqi, to the return of Weicheng this year, Ning Que has struggled painfully in the world, and his hatred has not only faded, but instead because of the bloody flowers bursting out in front of the knife, the pain of physical and mental life and death, the self-blame and guilt hidden deep in his heart, becoming stronger and clearer.

There are many people he must kill in Chang'an City. Prince Li Peiyan is undoubtedly the number one on the list. Today, in the academy, he saw the first time he must kill, so he looked very seriously and wanted to engrave the appearance of this handsome and elegant prince in his mind, remember his eyebrows, remember his eyes, remember the wrinkles when he smiled at the corners of his eyes, remember the appearance of his thin lips when he spoke, and then tear it all down at some point in the future.

Prince Li Peiyan smiled gently and exhorted, like a spring breeze: "Young people are all heroes in the world. Today, we must show all our abilities to deal with this admission examination, but we must not be too nervous. We must study hard when entering the academy. When we are finished, our Tang Empire has countless positions to wait for you to add luster to the empire."

Ning Que stared at him, blinked gently, and cut the spring breeze.

Prince Li Peiyan looked to his left hand and looked at the candidates dressed differently from the Tang people. He opened his arms and smiled loudly, as if the sun was shining on the ground: "Although you are not Tang people, my Tang Academy has always been indistinguishable from teaching. Please do not worry about fair admissions. Moreover, if you have achieved success in the academy, I will still wait for you to serve you in the Tang Dynasty."

Ning Que stared at him, his eyes were cold and his eyes were dark.

Focus can be understood as burning heat, hatred can be understood as awe only with two other emotions to dilute it. The students waiting outside the academy were looking at His Royal Highness, who was doing pre-exam lectures. It was easy to understand that such a look was easily understood, so no one noticed Ning Que's strangeness. Only Sangsang raised his little face and looked at him worriedly, then quietly reached out and reached out to his sleeve to gently hold the slightly trembling hand.

At this time, a candidate from Yan State mustered up the courage to have a few conversations with the Prince of Tang. I don’t know what jokes the prince said, which made the candidates who were extremely nervous in the audience laugh out loud. Li Peiyan took the opportunity to smile and said some fun things again, intending to let all living beings relax. The candidates were also tactful and no longer looked serious before, rubbing their hands when they should be rubbed, rub their waists when they should be chatting, chatting, and praise...

"There is indeed a wise king in the Tang Dynasty."

"The prince's wise man is as rumored as the spring breeze and clear sun are delightful."

"Xian."

All the candidates may not be flattering, but listening to the words coming from around him, Ning Que couldn't help but frown slightly, thinking about the title of Li Yu, the wise princess of the Tang Dynasty, and murmured and mocked: "Is there anyone who is not virtuous?"

“Yes, the porridge is not salty.”

A candidate next to him replied very seriously. At some point, the person standing beside Ning Que was replaced by a young man. The young man was wearing a long silk gown with a gold belt around his waist and a precious jade pendant. When he saw that his family was either rich or noble, and he was an acquaintance.

"Yuyuxian? Are you actually coming to take the academy exam too?" Ning Que turned his head and looked at the man and asked in surprise: "Why didn't you hear me when I went to the building a few days ago?"

This young man was the only son whom Mr. Qigui of Dongcheng loved the most. It was also the coordinate character that Ning Que stepped into Hongxiuzhao for the first time that day and was borrowed by Jian. This person was named Yuxian, with a noble and generous temperament. It was best to call his friends. When he first met that day, he was about to invite Ning Que to have a flower wine. Unfortunately, things were inconsistent. Later, when Ning Que went to Hongxiuzhao to accompany Shui Zhuer and chatted with the girls, he met him several times and drank a few cups of wine. He was familiar with him.

Ju Yuxian looked ahead with a straight look at Ning Que, and said with pain: "The old man at home insisted on forcing me to come and take the exam. He said that if he had not passed the admission exam in Chang'an City, he would have to be more picky when he got married in the future and give more points to the bride price. I was really forced by that old man, so I had to come."

Ning Que turned his head and looked at His Highness, who was talking to the candidates in turn to encourage him, and whispered: "Time has passed since the initial verification. How did you pass?"

Yuxian raised his hand and compared it in front of him, looking ahead and said, "The military department road is on."

Ning Que knew that the military department recommended a lot more candidates to wait for the candidates this year than in previous years. He originally thought that the court was worried that the young and strong generals in the army would not accept it, but he didn't expect that there was such inside information. He remembered that he had been fighting hard on the border grassland in the past few years, chopping wood, and earning hard to accumulate military merits before passing the preliminary investigation. He couldn't help but feel uneasy. He cursed a few times and said with emotion: "Two thousand taels of silver... Half a quilt was covered, and he could actually buy it into the academy!"

Listening to this sentence, Sangsang, who had been standing quietly on the other side of him, couldn't help but look up at him, thinking, Young Master, you are unhappy, why bother to keep talking about that matter?

"Two thousand taels? It's not enough to send the academy gatekeeper! My old man begs for nothing and begs for someone to cry and shout, paying 20,000 taels... And it's a qualification to be admitted to the hospital, and there is no guarantee that you can enter!"

Ju Yuxian looked at him disdainfully and said, "No department in our Tang Dynasty dares to accept money to guarantee that you can get into the academy, because not to mention the Lord Shangshu, even the Emperor said that this matter does not count. So don't despise me. My old man said that today is here to take the gilded exam, and we will have more confidence in the marriage in the future."

The two chatted so idlely. Prince Li Peiyan walked over with the officials and teachers, and directly ignored Ning Que and Yuxian, and fell on Sangsang. Looking at the short and thin little girl, he smiled and turned back to the teacher and said, "I didn't expect there would be a female candidate who was so young. Is this two years younger than Wang Ying in Linzhou I saw before?"

Wang Ying in Linzhou is the young candidate who was taught by the academy and brought back to Chang'an from the village school. She is not as young as 14 years old this year. She was previously introduced by officials to His Royal Highness the Prince. However, everyone did not expect that she could see a childish little black-faced girl here. She just looked at her clothes and dressed up, which was really...

"This is my maid." Ning Que bowed gently and explained.

Prince Li Peiyan knew that he had recognized the wrong person and looked a little embarrassed. The officials behind him saw the opportunity very quickly, suddenly glared at the academy teacher and said, "How can the maids enter the school ceremony?"

The middle-aged teacher in the academy seemed to have not felt the anger of the officials at all, and replied indifferently: "There is no limit on the maid and maid entering the academy. This is to attend the ceremony, not to enter the examination room. I will just not let her in later."

After being pushed by this teacher, the official could not get angry. After all, no matter how high his status or how powerful he is, he has no effect in a place like academy. His Highness smiled self-deprecatingly, reached out to pat Ning Que's shoulder, said nothing more, and led the ministers to continue moving forward.

Ning Que gently hit Yuxian with his shoulder, looked at the teacher beside Li Peiyan, and exclaimed in a low voice: "Xian, this is not indifferent or salty. I like the academy more and more."

The second time the bell rings is the last time it calls.

The academy teacher talked about the discipline of the examination room without expression, but the candidates nervously did not remember that the discipline of the examination room for admission was so relaxed. He did not stop chatting or asking questions, but was just not allowed to tell each other the answers.

Stepping on the bell, stepping on the broken peach blossom petals falling on the bluestone slabs, the students in the long gowns climbed up the steps, entered the classrooms, preparing to meet the exam, and only Sangsang stood alone on the stone plaza outside. At this moment, the spring rain drifted a few more drops. She raised her face and squinted her eyes, and opened the big black umbrella behind her back.

The academy examination is similar to the Tang Dynasty imperial examination. It is divided into six subjects: ritual, music, radiology, imperial, calligraphy, and mathematics. The scores are calculated separately, and then the total score is recruited. The morning of the admission examination is the literary examination, which is the three subjects of ritual, calligraphy, and mathematics. The first one is the mathematics subject that the Tang people are the least good at or are the least happy to be aware of.

The exam was quiet, and the window frames on the walls were framed with white walls and pink plums on the outdoors, like quiet and beautiful pastel paintings, creating a very suitable environment for moving thoughts. However, after getting the ink scroll of the mathematics subjects, the students who had been sitting at the table were suddenly in chaos and lamented in a low voice.

"How could it be a comprehensive question?" Some students grabbed their hair in pain.

"We are so lucky, right?" Some students looked pale.

Because there is no hustle and noise in the examination room discipline, students can't help expressing their dissatisfaction and grief in various ways. The most difficult question for admission exams in previous years is that the doctor of literature and the professor of general mathematics is often given together. The candidates sometimes can't even understand the questions that really want to take.

Ning Que put the brush on the inkstone, took a deep breath of cool air, and then opened the ink roll. He saw that there was only one question on the ink roll, and he touched about dozens of words, which read:
Chapter completed!