Half an hour later, Jia Huan watched Ye Luolang leave, and smiled and sighed: I am indeed a pattern, Tusen breaks!

There are indeed many ways to go to the imperial examination. Not only can children skip the grade and participate in the provincial examination, but scholars can also participate in the imperial examination and Jinshi. They will be admitted to the Imperial College as students, and after dropping out, they can participate in the Ministry of Rites.

In addition, the boy's poems are not covered with names, and various recommendations are given, asking for provincial examinations, missing questions in the exams, cheating, making appointments for students in advance, etc. This is really a bad test.

But for Jia Huan, it is a good thing to have a "way" to go.

The term of office as a senior official was three years. It happened to be the time window for the two-year boy exam for a year in the provincial examination. Jia Huan's "brush" in Shatixue's favor and was not invalidated. The record examination for the Beizhili provincial examination next year was hosted by Shatixue.

In the exam that does not make a name, Jia Huan should not commit suicide: for example, if he is dirty with the paper like Gongsun Liang, or avoids taboos, eight-legged essays and other issues, the probability of passing the provincial examination is very high.

As long as he can participate in the provincial examination, he is still willing to study hard for another year and sprint for the Juren’s position in the Juren.

After thinking through the issue of fame and fame, Jia Huan felt relaxed and got up and took medicine. Then, he cut open the envelope and read the letters from his elder sister Tanchun.

Tanchun wrote about the situation in the Jia family, and everyone's discussions about his life and death. Her concerns about the flood in the west of Jing. Aunt Zhao asked her to make trouble and asked her to find out the news. The situation in Jia Huan's house: two maids, Qingwen, Ruyi's literacy homework, please teach Sister Bao's teaching. So, etc. The care is revealed in the pen and on the paper.

Jia Huan read it and felt a little warm in his heart. The girl nicknamed "Rose", with handsome eyes and eyebrows, literary essence, and looking at Shenfei. She grinds ink, spreads out the letter paper, and writes back:

The third sister, who saw the word "六" as if he was faced. My brother suddenly encountered a flood in the middle of July. At that time, the water was surging, the mountains and rivers were lost, the houses were destroyed, people and animals died, traffic was blocked, and the news was cut off. The elder sister was worried, which was the fault of my brother.

I was trapped in the academy and was ordered by the mountain chief to preside over the relief. I have a half-dozen record of the poems. I am not able to try again next year for some reason and will be on the list of Gui. If I have any flaws, I will go back to my house to pick me up, and I hope the two will come out. I hope my sister will not worry and tell my aunt.

The word Jia Huan is written lightly, round and smoothly, and elegantly. In the afternoon, he asked Xiaohe, who was cooking medicine, to hand it over to Liu Yichen. If he should explain, he would explain to Liu Yichen in the morning.

All the elite disciples of the academy set off to Beijing this morning to participate in the academy examination. The disciples who stayed in the academy are the most experienced and are temporarily responsible for the overall situation. Qin Hongtu, Yi Junjie, Du Hong and Han Xiucai assisted.

Ye Shulang came before Jia Huan understood the situation. He had thought that Liu Yichen had come to deliver the letter because his classmates were afraid of irritating him. At this time, he was sick and did not care about the trivial affairs of the academy. He did not have that much power addiction.

On the afternoon of the 27th, an autumn rain fell and the ground was slightly wet. The rain was gurgling outside the window, and the yellow leaves fell on the sycamore trees.

Jia Huan was slightly better, changed into a jacket, walked around the side hall and corridor, and moved his body. When he turned around, he happened to see Miss Lin walking from the far end of the corridor with a white veil and carrying a food box.

Jia Huan smiled and waited in the corridor.

Since he fell into a coma, he hadn't seen this girl for more than ten days. The imperial examination was in his heart, and he didn't care about asking his classmates in the academy about her situation. However, when the food was transported in, it was probably good.

Lin Zhiyun approached, carried the food box, saluted Jia Huan lightly, and said softly: "The little woman has seen Jia Yuanshou. Is Jia Yuanshou better in her body?" Her voice was clear and pleasant.

After raising her in the academy for a few days after the disaster, she and her second brother and Shu'er went home and only returned to the academy today. She brought some famous snacks in the capital and came to see Jia Huan.

Through the veil, Jia Huan could not see Lin Zhiyun's expression, but she could still hear the sincere concern in her words. She smiled slightly and said casually: "It's okay. Master Zhichen said I want to rest for 3 months. I am taking medicine." As she said that, she invited Miss Lin to sit in his room for a while.

Seeing that Jia Huan was in good condition, Lin Zhiyun was delighted. On that day, she heard Jia Huan unconscious at the entrance of the academy, crying with pain, and blamed herself and felt guilty. Fortunately, he was fine. She left the academy until Jia Huan woke up and had no life.

Lin Zhiyun smiled happily, followed Jia Huan with the food box, entered the room, placed the food box on the round table and opened it, took it out in a plaque, and totaled four boxes, and said whispering: "I wonder if there are any foods that are avoided in Jia Yuan's first disease?

This is the furong cake from Zhang Ji outside Chongwenmen, this is the minced meat cake from Liujia Shop in Qipan Street, this is the two-color bean cake taken out by Chenghuang Temple, and this is the clean powder, plum slices, snowflake candy bought in the inner city."

Jia Huan was slightly stunned and thanked: "There is no food to eat. Miss Lin is willing!"

The most lively shopping malls in the capital include: Qipan Street, Dengshi, Chenghuang Temple, Nei City and Chongwenmen. He visited the Jia Mansion early last year. These snacks are famous. It is hard for her to buy them separately.

Lin Zhiyun lowered her head slightly and said softly: "The little girl is just walking a few more steps. It is too lighter than the kindness of Jia Yuansu giving me steamed buns during the flood."

The tone of voice is soft, obviously there is something touched in my heart.

Jia Huan waved his hand with a smile. He gave the steamed buns to Miss Lin, but he had no idea of ​​repaying gratitude. He just helped her. Giving someone a rose, the fragrance lingered in his hands. But the girl was grateful for his thoughts and brought the snacks he specially selected to see him, which still made him feel warm.

In fact, that morning, no matter who was sitting in the position of the disaster relief officer, seeing her a woman feeling hungry, she would feel pity and give her some food.

As for him, he went to the dormitory to find her in the evening and gave her half a steamed bun, it was purely because he was disgusted by himself. Others didn't know about Miss Lin's situation, but he generally knew it.

What I heard about at the cloth shop in Dongzhuang Town that day, coupled with what Ruby Lin once said, also proved some of his speculations: the family was declining, the marriage was regretted by his husband's family, disfigured himself, and run a store to support the cost of the family.

A miserable experience may not be worthy of sympathy. There is a saying that: A poor person must have something hateful. However, a living person with a tragic experience may be worthy of sympathy.

The same family experience, but Jia Huan has never felt sympathy with Lin Xinyuan. This rich second-generation young master has many problems. He asked him to curse: You are a bad boy! But he appreciates Miss Lin's strength.

People who fight against difficult lives and those who fight against fate are shining with the glory of human nature! Once upon a time, Lu Yao's ordinary world inspired generations of young people. The three armies can seize the commander, but every man cannot seize the ambition!

The spiritual chicken soup in modern society highly praises one sentence: life is like rape. If you can’t resist, then enjoy it.

But Jia Huan despises such a view. Anyone with a strong heart, whether a man or a woman, should have such a belief: to sacrifice more ambitions, and dare to change the sun and the moon to a new sky!

To roar at life like Beethoven: I will strangle the throat of fate, it will not make me completely surrender.

To threaten like Napoleon: If the goddess of fate favors me, I will ask for more.

Jia Huan's thought flashed in an instant, and he smiled gently at the veiled girl Lin and said, "Miss Lin, we are also acquaintances. Let's be called to you and me!"

In ancient society, women claimed to be: slaves, little women. This is the case in patriarchal society. However, he was a little uncomfortable with it.

Lin Zhiyun's beautiful pretty face turned slightly red under the veil. She is indeed an acquaintance. In early June last year, she and Jia Huan met in front of the rouge shop on Chongwenmenwai Street. She also ridiculed Jia Huan: At a young age, she has become a fisherman.

It’s not that she wanted to teach the “child” a lesson on purpose. The maid Shu’er said that he was his second brother’s friend. What did her second brother do when she was in the year? The rich young man has many ridiculous things!

She always thought that Jia Huan was her second brother's "fake friend". When it was snowing heavily last year, she scolded him for being a fox friend. She was skeptical about Jia Huan's explanation of buying rouge for his mother.

Looking back now, I feel that she is very naive and preconceived. With Jia Huan's performance in disaster relief, we cannot look at the nine-year-old boy at all. He is the leader of the scholars of the academy. She believes his explanation now.

Lin Zhiyun stood up apologetically and apologized: "In the past, I misunderstood Jia Yuanshou, and I offended many of my words. I would like to ask Jia Yuanshou to forgive me."

Jia Huan smiled and gestured to her to sit down without any politeness. "It's not a question of offending. You are rude." The girl's temperament is a bit proud. Of course, it's normal for white, rich and beautiful women to be.

According to the situation in June last year, the Lin family owns a teahouse within the Third Ring Road of the Capital. If the family is rich, it is expected to be worth more than 1 billion yuan. At that time, she should not have been disfigured by herself.

Before seeing Miss Lin's true face, Jia Huan had a good impression of her. But because he had ridiculed her, he never took the initiative to see her. He did not like to "put on a cold butt" and would not let himself down just because the other party was a beauty.

He is also a very proud person.

When he met in Dongzhuang Town at the end of last year, he would explain to her the reason for going to the Rouge Shop. When he met again this year, he didn't even explain. It was because Miss Lin's face was too terrifying. His little affection between men and women had disappeared.

Now, I think she is a friend that can be made. If the misunderstandings and quarrels between friends are naturally very free and easy. In fact, if Miss Lin doesn't apologize to him, he will also reveal this article. If a person is very harsh about the small mistakes of his friends around him, it would be too deceitful.

Of course, strangers should discuss it separately. Confucius said: Repay straight with straightness, and repay kindness with kindness.

Lin Zhiyun turned her head and smiled slightly. I have only heard of such words as "domineering and emanating", and "arrogance and emanating"?

The atmosphere was much more relaxed. Jia Huan was eating snacks and chatting casually about interesting things and experiences in the capital with Lin Zhiyun.

Acquaintances are acquaintances, but the ancient women's boudoir names would not be known to men. Jia Huan looked at the veil carried by Miss Lin and wanted to remind her. The veil worn by Miss Lin was officially called Veil. His third sister Tanchun, Aunt Zhao and others all had these outfits.

Women in the Zhou Dynasty could not show their appearance, as it was related to their reputation. Women were sitting in a carriage when going out. If they had to walk, they would wear a veil and hat to cover their faces. For specific styles, see the outfit of Mu Wanqing in the Tianlong Bazi.

Of course, Miss Lin’s veil was simpler that morning. Today, she changed it to this kind of veil. But in Jia Huan’s opinion, it was really unnecessary. The custom of wearing a veil only applies to the upper class. Who cares about the common people? The principle of being a great person is based on practicality.

Miss Lin's family is now in decline and she is in the bottom of society. She only negotiates about more than a dozen taels of silver when she is in contact with cloth business. It is very troublesome to wear a hat. It is best to change her habit.

Of course, Jia Huan would not say it now.

Another one, this girl covered her face and was quite beautiful. She had a long and graceful figure and a beautiful temperament. He didn't want to chat with a very terrifying face. It would take several months to adapt.

There was a difference between men and women. After chatting for more than ten minutes, Jia Huan sent Miss Lin out. When she learned that she was living in Dongzhuang Town, she smiled and nodded, watching her slender back leave.

In the courtyard, there are autumn rain. To be continued.

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