Chapter 317: Coincidence
Chapter 317: Coincidence
The surroundings became quiet, and the students carrying sheepskin lanterns gathered in the direction of Mr. Guan Yongchong, with serious and devout expressions, as if they were listening to Mr. Guan Yongchong's lecture on Confucianism.
Mr. Guan Yongchong, who was wearing a wide-sleeved robe, looked at the immature and serious faces of these students, and said in a warm and slow voice: "Kill the main force of Xiliang, so that Xiliang will not be able to attack me for at least five years, and protect me. The people on the border of the country will be safe for at least five years. This trip to the southern border of the king of the town... There is no chance to do it, but Bai Qingyan inherited his grandfather's will... With 50,000 Jin troops and 10,000 Bai family troops, it was done, although it was killing... ...Who can say that this is not an achievement of peace for the border people of the Jin Kingdom?"
The students of the Imperial College were silent, looking at the literary giant with gray temples and a slightly stooped back, they nodded imperceptibly.
"Remember...Bai Qingyan came back from the battlefield for the first time. The old man asked her what she had seen and heard in the battlefield? There is no place to bury the ground, thousands of acres of fertile land are uncultivated, and thousands of miles of dead birds are gone. This is a tragedy that will never be seen in this bustling metropolis. Heqing's Taiping Mountains and Rivers. Yan was thirteen years old at the time, with a broad mind and a benevolent heart for the world. As a teacher, I think I can't do it."
Seeing old Mr. Hongru Guan waving his hands and shaking his head, and the students of the Imperial College standing at the entrance of the palace with lanterns, their eyes were red with tears, they never thought... a woman would have such a heart.
Give up one's own body, and return the people to the peaceful mountains and rivers of Haiyan River.
The thirteen-year-old daughter's family has such great ambitions. How can they be so embarrassing for men who have read poetry and books? What face do these men who criticize Bai Qingyan save?
Bai Qingyan led the horse and stood in the distance, looking at her mentor who was over fifty years old, and stood in front of the palace gate in front of the wind before dawn, defending her to the students, her heart was full of emotions, her eyes were swollen and sore.
Bai Jinzhi was also feeling deeply in his heart, and took two steps forward and said in a low voice: "Eldest sister... Mr. Guan is so kind."
The surrounding is quiet only the sound of the wind.
Mr. Hongru Guan fell into a certain mood of nostalgia, choked up and said: "That year, the king of the town brought a young girl to ask the old professor, and the old asked, a woman is virtuous if she has no talent, why bother to study?"
"The King of Zhen replied, learn to understand etiquette, virtue, righteousness, and shame! I don't want my granddaughter to be famous all over the world, but I expect her to know etiquette, virtue, righteousness, and shame, and be upright and respectful. It’s just a person. Bai Qingyan, the eldest granddaughter of the King of Zhen... did not disappoint the King of Zhen. Although she is a daughter, but... Wen can govern the country, martial arts can stabilize the country, but you and others... are the role models you should follow. Why do you wait? Here, to criticize those who have made meritorious service to us in Jin?"
Mr. Guan glanced over the students who lowered their eyes because of shame or embarrassment: "I have had forty-three direct disciples in my life, and only Bai Qingyan is a daughter. However, this old man uses this female disciple... for his life. Pride!"
The chilly wind swept over Bai Qingyan's hot eyelashes, and the emotions she held in her heart seemed almost uncontrollable.
If the teacher knew that she was no longer thirteen years old, would that student who had only a pure heart and an open mind be proud of her?
Looking in the direction of her mentor, she knelt down and bowed solemnly, then got on her horse and said, "Let's go!"
Bai Jinzhi also bowed to the ground in the direction of Mr. Guan, and followed Bai Qingyan onto the horse...
Liu Guanshi also rode his horse with the guards who followed Bai Qingyan back to Shuoyang this time, and the group of people galloped out of the city.
On the seventh day of April, Sishi, the imperial examination fraud case was closed.
The emperor personally issued an imperial decree to execute the bribe-takers of the imperial examination. Wen Zhenkang ransacked his home, exiled the men, and enslaved the women. Candidates involved in bribery will never be hired. The imperial appointment will retake the exam in February next year.
When the news came out, the examinees were overjoyed and went home one after another to prepare for the re-examination, hoping to get a good result next year.
Dong Qingping sent someone to send a letter to Dengzhou, telling his younger brother Dong Qingyue about the re-examination, and planned to let Dong Changyuan stay in Dadu to study hard, so as not to have to worry about going back and forth. He also told Dong Qingyue that Dong Changyuan was originally in the top three this time, and he would definitely do better next time.
Bai Qingyan and his party galloped all the way without stopping, and finally entered the gate of Shuoyang City at Xushi.
At this time, the sky darkened as if ink was splashed on it, and the stars were dotted with stars, leaving only a smear of dark red in the sky.
She hasn't been back for many years, and Shuoyang has not changed much from many years ago.
The evening market in Shuoyang has already started, and the lights are bright as day.
There are sheepskin lamps hanging above the vendors' stalls, hawking and shouting, and there are laughter and laughter everywhere, which is extremely noisy.
Bai Jinzhi had never seen the evening market in Shuoyang before, so he was very curious, so Bai Qingyan got off the horse and walked along the road with Bai Jinzhi.
Liu Guanshi sent someone to book a room at the best inn in Shuoyang, because Bai Qingyan was in a hurry all the way, and Liu Guanshi couldn't get someone to come and arrange it in advance, and Bai Qingyan didn't want to disturb the clan, so he could only stay in the inn .
The innkeeper politely apologized to the person sent by Liu Guanshi. The person sent by Liu Guanshi thought about it, went to other inns, and sent someone back to report to Liu Guanshi.
Liu Guanshi frowned when he heard this: "There is only one inn with a small courtyard in the whole Shuoyang City, we don't care, we can't wrong the eldest girl and the fourth girl."
Bai Qingyan, who led Ma Li to pick up the mask with Bai Jinzhi on the long street, heard the sound, and said, "Guan Liu, let's change to another inn."
As soon as Bai Qingyan finished speaking, she heard someone calling her: "Princess?"
Bai Qingyan turned her head, only to see Yueshi turning her head excitedly and calling Xiao Rongyan: "Master!"
Standing in front of the knickknack booth, Xiao Rongyan turned his head sideways, his secluded and charming pupils showed surprise, and seemed to be instantly illuminated by the light into a warm yellow color. He put down the knickknack in his hand, ordered Yueshi to buy it, and turned to Bai Go in the direction of Qing Yan.
Bai Qingyan thought of Xiao Rongyan's jade cicada, she quietly clenched the purse hanging by her side, which contained Xiao Rongyan's jade cicada, she hadn't had time to return the jade cicada to Xiao Rongyan.
Bai Jinzhi, who was holding a tiger mask in his hand, saw Xiao Rongyan, his eyes lit up: "Mr. Xiao!"
Xiao Rongyan smiled and saluted Bai Qing, and asked slowly: "Why is Miss Bai coming to Shuoyang?"
After Bai Qingyan returned the gift, he said: "The ancestral home is Shuoyang..."
Xiao Rongyan nodded: "Fortunate to meet by chance, if Miss Bai and Fourth Miss Bai don't mind, let's go together?"
Bai Jinzhi covered her mouth with a mask and smiled, and chimed in, "Sister! Anyway, we haven't booked a hotel yet, why don't we go shopping with Mr. Xiao."
It's the last day! Ask for a monthly ticket, little ancestors! ! ! ! ! ! !