The matter of Cui He and the other two competing for knowledge was like wings. In less than a day, it spread throughout Pingyang County.

Mr. Ji was quite interested, so he invited Yan Yunge to watch the competition together.

Yan Yunge refused.

"If I go, the two of them will be nervous and perform abnormally. Isn't it a pity? I'll just not affect their performance, just listen to the results."

Mr. Ji shook his head repeatedly, "Madam is not curious!"

Yan Yunge laughed, "It's not that he doesn't have curiosity, but that he doesn't like to join in the fun. The two of them secretly competed, and Cui Xiucheng was obviously dissatisfied with the imperial examination and lost, ranking below He Ji, so he wanted to compete again to suppress He Ji's limelight. The young man was young and energetic. There was not much substantial content in this kind of competition, so my wife wouldn't join in the fun."

"Mrs. I'm not old, and it's just when I'm young and energetic. Why can't I be more enthusiastic about joining in the fun? Don't be young and old!"

Mr. Ji still hopes that Yan Yunge is more lively.

Yan Yunge laughed, "Sir, are wrong! Mrs. I am younger and more energetic than anyone else. However, once Mrs. I am young and more energetic, I will die in war and grab territory. It is different from other young people! Mr. I am sure I want me to be young and more energetic?"

Mr. Ji: “…”

It's really embarrassing!

He almost forgot about Yan Yunge fighting with Liu Zhang and Emperor Xiao Chengwen.

Wipe the cold sweat on his forehead, "Forget it, forgot! I invite others to watch the game together."

"Sir, even if you go there, there are many scholars in the yamen, and you can share some of the responsibilities for you."

...

Mr. Ji took a palm-leaf fan and came to the office and came to Ling Cui and the others.

"I know your uncle, Lord Cui, and I had dealt with him when I was in the capital."

Choi Xiucheng hurriedly stood up, a little nervous, "I've seen sir."

Mr. Ji pressed down with a palm fan Xuxu, signaling Cui Xiucheng to sit down and speak.

"When I was in the capital, I was a counselor next to the old King Dongping. Your uncle, Lord Cui, is so stupid!"

Choi Soo-cheng: “…”

How did he answer this?

Very embarrassing.

Ling Changan buried his head and laughed secretly, and shed tears of sympathy for Cui Xiucheng.

Mr. Ji didn't care about the reactions of the two young people and continued to say, "Do you know why Emperor Yingzong Yongtai sent your uncle to the border to serve as the general to fight the enemy? It was because of the years when the two uncles of the world had offended too many people. So you could only drive him out of the court."

Choi Soo-cheng smiled awkwardly, "This is the first time I have heard of this."

Mr. Ji asked, "Is your uncle okay now? I heard two years ago that he was so sick in the border area that he couldn't get out of bed. Later, when he returned to Jianzhou, he never heard of his movements."

Cui Xiucheng bowed slightly, "Thank you for caring about my uncle's situation. Fortunately, he retired and cultivated in Jianzhou Villa and occasionally took time to teach his family."

Mr. Ji smiled clearly, "You came to Pingyang County to study and take the exam. It was your uncle who asked me to do so, right?"

Cui Xiucheng nodded.

Mr. Ji patted his shoulder and said, "Do your uncle's expectations."

After saying that, he walked away with a palm-leaf fan!

Cui Xiucheng looked confused and waited for the others to walk away, and quickly asked Ling Changan, "What does Mr. Ji mean? Or am I thinking too much?"

Ling Changan thought for a while, "Maybe, maybe, Mr. Ji asked you not to suppress He Ji too much."

Cui Xiucheng was confused and even more confused.

"What does this have to do with He Ji? Could it be that He Ji is Mr. Ji's son and nephew? The two families are related?"

Ling Changan shook his head, "As far as I know, the He family does not have a relative surnamed Ji. However, Mrs. Yan is eager to be talented. Although you and I look down on He Ji, it is undeniable that He Ji is a talented person in the entire Pingyang County.

Good cultivation and will be a person who will stand alone in the future.

Perhaps, Mr. Ji was worried that He Ji Guogang would easily get rid of his life. If he lost too badly, he might ruin his character and would become decadent and tired of the world."

is that so?

Cui Xiucheng scratched his head, how could he have thought that it would be so far away?

Or is it that Brother Ling is making up for him and making fun of him.

Ling Changan comforted him again, "Don't think so much, you can adapt to the situation at that time."

Cui Xiucheng nodded, "Brother Ling is right, you can adapt to the situation at that time. Maybe I will lose in the end. I will be the one who is embarrassed by that time."

...

On the day of the competition, Mr. Ji specially gave the two young masters Ling Cui a vacation.

Songshan Academy is crowded with people. In addition to the academy students, there are many merchants who join in the fun and watch the strange things.

The small vendors seized the business opportunities, placed the stalls outside the gate of the academy and took the opportunity to shout.

"Young Master Bread, Youth Bread, Youth Bread that costs two cents a day! Come on!"

"There are red noodles, and I will be on the list next year."

"Mr. Ling's fan! It's the same fan on Mr. Ling Chang'an's hand. If you want to be the top of the list, come and buy Mr. Ling's fan."

The stall selling fan sections was surrounded by a group of big girls and little wives.

Twittering, extremely excited.

Whether it is the top or not has nothing to do with them.

They are the ones who are rare in Mr. Ling.

Thinking of myself holding the same paper fan as Mr. Ling, I was so excited, so shy, so happy...

Bang bang bang bang...

Listen to it, how fast your heart beats and how red your cheeks are.

Wang Sanniang squeezed into the crowd, "Boss, let's have a fan of Mr. Ling."

She was as excited as other big girls and little wives, her cheeks were blushing, like a 28-year-old girl.

Her man, Lu Chenzhou and Lu Dawang, stood outside the crowd with helpless expressions.

Lu Chenzhou and Hu Er were nagging, "These women are all brain-related, why buy a broken paper fan? Was it a waste of money."

"Brother Lu's words are bad! They bought not paper fans, but Mr. Ling's fan."

"Aren't we talking about the same thing?" Lu Chenzhou looked confused.

Hu Er smiled, "In Brother Lu's eyes, it's naturally the same thing. But in their eyes, it's far from it. Of course, ordinary paper fans are not qualified to be compared with Mr. Ling's fans. Look, everyone with the name of Mr. Ling's fans is crowded with people in front of the stalls, and they are all women. No man can squeeze in."

Lu Chenzhou: "..."

He had a big beard and looked really scary.

He grinned, feeling depressed, and rolled his eyes frequently.

"These women don't understand what they are thinking. Mr. Ling, before, met him every day. Apart from being good-looking and elegant, I didn't think it was better! These small vendors are all profiteers! The paper fan is a paper fan, and they are actually named Mr. Ling. It's shameless!"

Hu Er smiled and said, "Young Master Ling is pretty and has beaten 99% of the people in the world."

Lu Chenzhou doesn’t like to listen to this, “Sa’s parents are also good.”

Hu Er smiled and didn't hit him.

Lu Chenzhou regretted it, so he shouldn't have been with his wife to join in the fun today.

It is said that when you see how scholars compete, they fooled him.

When the person came, he ran to the vendor to buy some Ling Gongzi Fan. It was too much!

If someone sells Mr. Ling’s eggs in front of you, would you also buy a basket of eggs to go home?

If someone sells Ling Gongzi’s fried noodles, would he have to eat two bowls of fried noodles?

Speaking of fried noodles, with braised beef and a braised egg, it’s delicious!

If there was really Young Master Ling’s fried noodles, he would reluctantly give two bowls of them, which would be considered as giving Young Master Ling a face.

Wang Sanniang bought the same paper fan as Mr. Ling, and squeezed out of the crowd with a happy look on her face.

Lu Chenzhou asked her, "How much does it cost?"

Wang Sanniang said happily: "It's not expensive! It costs 30 cents. My model is the highest-end one."

"Thirty cents? I'm sure it's not three cents?" Lu Chenzhou was about to be autistic.

It's really too much, this is robbing money!

Just because he put the sign of Mr. Ling, the price of 5 cents and 10 cents per week increased to 30 cents.

Too much!

Wang Sanniang rolled her eyes and said, "Touch this paper, three cents, what are you kidding? This is Mr. Ling's paper fan, not comparable to a broken fan on the street."

Lu Chenzhou's cheeks twitched, and he murmured in a low voice, "Your paper fan, you are looking at home, is no different from the broken fan on the street."
To be continued...