On July 14, Gongsun Liang made an appointment with Jia Huan, Luo Xiangyang, Qiao Rusong, Pang Ze, Xu Yinglang, Zhang Sishui, Qin Hongtu, Yao Wei, Yi Junjie and others to go to Miaofeng Mountain, Baihua Mountain, and Lingshan autumn outings.

At that time, the heat had passed. It was cool and suitable for walking in the mountains, with beautiful mountains and rivers, and the scenery was beautiful. As Wang Xizhi sighed at the scenery of Kuaiji Mountain, he said: Walking on the Shanyin Road is like traveling in a mirror.

The first stop for everyone was Tanzhe Temple in Jinyun Peak, Miaofeng Mountain. From Wendao Academy to Dongzhuang Town, you can go up the mountain along the stone steps eastward to the mountain, which is lighter than the mountain path from the back door of the academy to go up the mountain. Along the way, I saw many pilgrims from the capital.

After three days of traveling in Miaofeng Mountain, everyone headed west along the mountain road, went down the mountain and crossed Beitianling, turned to the official road, and went to Yantang Village 50 miles away. This is a coal mine area, where every household grows from coal.

Then follow the official road to the west for 40 miles, pass Dongzhai Town to reach Qingshui Town, and then head north to Lingshan. This mountain is the highest peak in Kyoto. Go down the mountain and then return to Qingshui Town and head south to Baihua Mountain.

Thousands of rocks in the mountains compete with each other, with peaks like seven-color jade belts, and peaks like golden toads worshiping the moon; the forests are lush, ancient trees are erected in the sky, with pine, poplar, birch, clouds, and larch. There are also waterfalls and flowing, clouds and clouds. When you get up early, the sunrises on the top of the clouds and the sea of ​​clouds rises. At night, the sunset reflects the greenery and is as brilliant as brocade.

The beautiful scenery is like a visual feast, refreshing and pleasant, Jia Huan and others linger in the mountains.

Gongsun Liang lived in Wendao Academy for several years and had long been traveling around the surrounding landscape. He reminded everyone to bring cotton coats. On the evening of the 25th, everyone chatted in the Dragon King Temple where they settled in Baihua Mountain.

The Dragon King Temple is not big, with only five monks. Suddenly, twenty people came, and the food and vegetables in the temple were not enough. Fortunately, Jia Huan and others paid money at the foot of the mountain and hired several villagers in Qingshui Town to choose the cost of living.

In the main hall of Dragon King Temple, everyone was on the floor. The mountain wind was howling outside, and the sound was very damn. In the hall, the fire was burning, which was extremely warm.

Xu Yinglang was very active in nature and smiled and said, "Who will tell a ghost story?" This attracted everyone's attention.

Luo Junzi dissuaded: "Everyone, my disciple, respect ghosts and gods and stay away from them."

A classmate said, "Scared! Don't say it. This is scary. Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep at night."

Yao Wei teased: "So many people are here, what are you afraid of?"

Everyone burst into laughter. Jia Huan was holding a few terrifying ghost stories in his heart. After thinking about it, he still couldn't tell it. The topic was chatting casually, and gradually shifting to the upcoming provincial examination.

A total of 10 people in Wendao Academy have obtained the qualification for the provincial examination, all of which are here. Calculate the time, the time for the provincial examination in Zhili in the north of today should have been announced. Everyone discussed returning to the academy to register for the capital tomorrow to end the autumn outing.

As we chatted, we talked about our plans after the examination. The most common plan for the examination is to continue to advance sharply in the imperial examination and pass the imperial examination. If we can win the top scorer, or enter the Hanlin Academy during the examination, our future will be bright.

Although the dynasty reformed the old system of the Ming Dynasty, it did not stipulate that it could not be a great scholar unless it was a Hanlin official. However, Hanlin officials were ministers of the poem, and it was difficult to say that the nobles of the Qing Dynasty were promoted quickly.

Some students said that after passing the imperial examination, they continued to go back to the academy to study, or went to study abroad. Some students said that after passing the imperial examination, they returned home to settle down and became a juren and a gentry. They were young people in their teens and twenty years old, and immediately mocked these dull ambitions.

Luo Junzi asked Jia Huan, "Ziyu, what are your plans?"

Jia Huan sighed in his heart and smiled, "I plan to go home. Then I plan to go to Jiangnan to study and experience the culturally nurturing Jiangnan style."

Qin Hongtu understands what Jia Huan means.

Pang Ze smiled and said, "Ziyu, I think your idea will fail. Mr. Ye will not let you go. There are a lot of affairs in the academy." If he can win the imperial examination, his plan is to return to his hometown to fulfill his filial piety. He will come to the capital to participate in the Spring Boudoir Competition in a few years.

Jia Huan laughed, "Aren't you all the classmates in the academy?"

Xu Yinglang laughed strangely and said, "You are wrong. I think the style of Jiangnan that Ziyu talked about should be like this: it is more than thirteen years old, and the spring breeze is ten miles away from Yangzhou Road. It is better to roll the pearl curtains on it."

"Haha!" Everyone laughed. This is a famous quote from Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty, praising the beauty of a prostitute.

Gongsun Liang defended Jia Huan and said, "Wenqian, don't talk nonsense. Junior Brother Jia is only less than eleven years old this year." After passing the imperial examination, he planned to return to his hometown to boast about it. After studying, he finally gave an explanation. Then he went back to the academy to continue studying.

Xu Yinglang squeezed his eyes at his friend Qiao Rusong. Qiao Rusong smiled helplessly and said, "The farewell song that Ziyu took out at the scholar's house at the end of June has a signature at the back: Shishi wrote for Mr. Jia. If I was right, this Shishi girl should be Su Shishi, the courtesan of the capital."

"oh---!"

In the night, everyone talked about this gossip. Gongsun Liang smiled silently and shook his head. Because he knew very well that Junior Brother Jia praised Su Shishi in the famous prostitute and courtesan business with a saying that "The beauty has been together for a thousand years."

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The next morning, everyone got up to clean up. After breakfast, the host of the Dragon King Temple and the monks sent Jia Huan and others. They were somewhat reluctant to let go. The scholars came here to play and their income increased.

Xu Yinglang said to the presiding monk: "Master, before leaving, I have a message to you: The mountain is not high, just have a road. If you want the incense to be prosperous in this temple, you have to cultivate it."

The host monk smiled bitterly, clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha!" as he watched the scholars who were laughing with kindness left the temple. He felt a little different in his heart. These scholars were a little different.

Walking on the road and about to go down the mountain, Gongsun Liang said, "Junior Brother Jia, is there such a beautiful scenery, can there be any masterpieces?"

Jia Huan patted his forehead speechlessly, and liked this sentence no matter how he said, "I only got one sentence. People are still old when they walk through the green mountains, and the scenery is beautiful here."

"Haha!" Everyone laughed and went down the mountain happily. No, they visited three famous mountains in western Beijing, with the best scenery here in Baihua Mountain. It is appropriate to travel to the green mountains and people are not old. They are all still young.

Jia Huan smiled. He knew that his classmates had misunderstood. But he had no intention of correcting it.

Looking at the Chairman's full poem, "Traveling all over the green mountains and people are still old" means: The Chairman recalls the many peaks and difficulties that he has traveled to when he moved north and south during the past years of fighting, his fighting spirit is still firm, his spirit is still strong, and he firmly believes that victory will eventually come.

This is an extremely heroic, generous and firm word.

And more than two years after he came to the Red Mansion World, he finally achieved his first primary goal: to get rid of his teammates. His struggle in the Red Mansion World has just begun. He encouraged himself with this poem. He firmly believed that he could survive in the Red Mansion World and live a wealthy, stable, leisurely and decent life.

This is his inner thoughts, expectations, and wishes.

He has never been interested in the lofty ideals and great ambitions of helping the world.

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On July 20, the time for the Beizhili provincial examination will be announced, and will be scheduled for August 24.

The head examiner of the provincial examination in Northern Zhili was appointed as the Minister of Rites of the South-Beijing. After entering Beijing in July, he lived in the mansion rewarded by the emperor in Yongfang, Dashi. As the leader of the literary world, he came to visit every day, and countless people submitted the manuscripts. There were always crowds of people in front of the front door.

That morning, after going to court, Fang Wang went home. A close associate arranged the posts he came to the door today. Fang Wang chose it and decided to meet Liu Anyi, the head of the Ministry of Revenue Huguang Qingli Office (sixth rank) who came to visit.

In the elegant small room, Fang Wang and Liu Anyi were drinking tea and talking about the scenery of Jiangnan.

Liu Anyi has a thin appearance, white face and long beards, and is wearing a blue Confucian uniform. He is from Wuxi, Songjiang Prefecture, Nanzhili, and was a Jinshi. As he spoke, he asked with a smile: "Mr. Wangxi, I heard that the court had different opinions on the teacher's proposal to admit child prodigy."

Fang Wang, whose courtesy name is Fengjiu and his pseudonym Wangxi, is an old man in his fifties. He is energetic and wearing a simple stone-green robe. He said proudly: "I choose materials for the country, and we should judge the level of knowledge, not by age. Why do you fear merely rumors?"

Liu Anyi nodded with a smile.

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The students of Wendao Academy returned from the autumn outing. After signing up, they immediately returned to the academy to go to seclusion and sprint. Time flies in a flash.

On the morning of August 22, ten students from Wendao Academy who had obtained the provincial examination qualifications were prepared to set off from the academy and go to the capital to participate in the autumn boudoir competition.

Among the ten people, only Jia Huan and Gongsun Liang were still Tong Sheng’s fame. The other eight people were all scholars.

Xianheng Trading Company has a shop in the capital, and spent money early to handle the check-in at the inner city hotel. Therefore, it was not until two days before the exam that Jia Huan, Gongsun Liang, Luo Xiangyang and others set off.

In late August, it was already clear autumn. In the morning, the sun was soft. At the east gate of Wendao Academy, about 600 disciples from Wendao Academy came out to see him off.

Generally speaking, candidates who take the provincial examination start from all over the country and arrive at the provincial capital (Beijing) early to take the examination. It is rare for Wendao Academy to be located 40 miles west of Beijing, and most of the students are mainly from the prefectures of Zhili in the north.

Therefore, today's scene of giving away the exam is today.

Walking from the east gate of Wendao Academy to the intersection of Dongzhuang Town center, the dark crowd was spectacular. From time to time, people shouted blessings. The momentum was huge. The residents of the town, the shopkeepers in the shops along the street, and the friends were all watching the excitement.

Jia Huan, who was walking at the front of the team, rubbed his face with a lot of laughter and tears, "Why is this the same as watching a high school on TV that year who was sent to the exam?" The college entrance examination room he was in the key high school where he was studying, and there was no need to send the exam.

Ye Hongyun smiled at Wu Shanlang and said, "This is probably going to become a tradition in our academy."

This is quite confident. Wu Yanlang also laughed, "Brother Ye has such a bold statement, and I am looking forward to it too!" There is a saying in the academy now: ten years of trees, a hundred years of nurturing people. Academics must be run through generations, and they must have the ideal of running a two or three hundred years of academy.

In the two-story teahouse on Hengyi Street in Dongzhuang Town, Mr. Luo, the storyteller, looked at the group of students passing by, and was amazed. How could he have thought that the young man who asked him to sell the Romance of the Three Kingdoms storytellers could reach this point. He never thought that the boss would make a comeback one day. This made him feel a little emotional.

The team reached the intersection of Dongzhuang Town. The five carriages had been waiting for a long time. Jia Huan, Gongsun Liang, Luo Xiangyang and others all turned to the teacher and classmates to say goodbye to them.

"Thank you, my classmates to see you off!"

Ye Hongyun, Du Hong, Yao Wei, Liu Yichen, Zhang Sishui, Qin Hongtu, Yi Junjie, Ji Cheng and others returned the gift. Ye Hongyun said loudly: "I wish you all success in the imperial examination and success in the imperial examination." The students behind them all expressed their encouragement and blessings.

Jia Huan and others bowed again, and then they sat in the carriage with their luggage. Ten people, each two of them, had a carriage. Jia Huan and his senior brother Gongsun Liang were walking forward in the eyes of everyone and disappeared.

On the second floor of the Scholar's Restaurant, Lin Zhiyun and Shu'er looked out from the window and watched the carriage leave. Lin Zhiyun whispered blessings in her heart. She knew that Jia Huan was interested in this fame. At this time, a breeze blew, lifting her white veil, which was a jade-like face, which was extremely exquisite. Where was the terrifying word "well" that Jia Huan saw that day?

However, Jia Huan had already set out and did not know about this.

The Autumn Boudoir Competition in Northern Zhili in the year of Renzi is about to begin!

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