In Mingzhou in March, the trees are green and willows are new, the flowers are bright and the water is clear. The bright and lively spring scene makes people laugh just by looking at it.

Jiang Shangwen stood on the edge of Dongqian Lake, hands behind his back, head held high, looking around.

Jiang Shangwu stood next to Jiang Shangwen, with his hands behind his back and head held high like Jiang Shangwen's. He also looked wherever Jiang Shangwen looked, but Jiang Shangwen's brows relaxed and Jiang Shangwu frowned.

"Sister, what are you looking at? Why didn't I see it? What on earth are you looking at? You should say something! What on earth are you looking at?"

Jiang Shangwu kept turning his head following Jiang Shangwen, but his eyes were empty and he couldn't help shouting.

"Look at the spring!" Jiang Shangwen glanced sideways at Jiang Shangwu and pulled down the corners of his mouth.

Awu Zhen is just like his father, he is rough and uneducated.

"What are you looking at? Spring? Where is it? Spring? Where can I see spring?" Jiang Shangwu turned his head several times, raised his head and tilted his head at Jiang Shangwen, and curled his lips into an inverted figure, "Look at spring, sister.

Are you still reciting a poem or something?"

"Here comes the poetry reciter." Jiang Shangwen patted Jiang Shangwu on the head with the fan in his hand and pointed him to look at a flower boat slowly approaching them in Dongqian Lake.

"Hmph, this boat is really small, can it be called a boat?" Jiang Shangwu continued to curl his lips.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Jiang Shangwen slapped Jiang Shangwu on the face with a fierce slap, which didn't hurt Jiang Shangwu, but he almost choked from the gust of wind.

"If you talk nonsense again, I'll beat you up. Enjoy the scenery."

Jiang Shangwen glared at Jiang Shangwu and threatened. Jiang Shangwu was so frightened by Jiang Shangwen's words, "I'll beat you up," that he shrank his neck and opened his mouth, but did not dare to murmur.

His sister's hands were ruthless and she beat her really hard.

The flower boat was getting closer and closer, so close that one could clearly see the dozen gowns on the boat, the long table in the middle of the boat, and the two musicians sitting at the stern of the boat playing slowly.

"Humph, you really know how to have fun." Jiang Shangwu lowered his lips and looked at the two musicians at the stern of the boat.

"How did the pig die?" Jiang Shangwen slapped Jiang Shangwu on the face again.

"Damn it, I'm not stupid!" Jiang Shangwu leaned back with his headband on to avoid the wind from the fan.

"The pig died because it kept humming!" Jiang Shangwen turned his fan sideways and slapped Jiang Shangwu on the forehead with the fan hoop.

Jiang Shangwu snorted, hummed, half-snorted, and quickly swallowed it.

The boat got closer, and most of the dozen or so gowns on board were very young.

Sitting on a bamboo rocking chair at the bow of the boat was a handsome man in a long gown who was eighteen or nineteen years old or in his twenties. Jiang Shangwen always felt that his age was unclear when it came to long gowns.

Qingxiu Changsha was lying very comfortably on the rocking chair, with one foot on the bow anchor post, and the bamboo rocking chair she was pedaling was rocking back and forth. She held a bamboo bowl in her arms and took a grain from the bamboo bowl from time to time.

Peanuts, peel the shells, throw the peanuts into your mouth, raise your hands and throw the peanut shells into the water.

Next to the delicate gown, stood a young man with a simple face and a stocky figure. The young man had one hand behind his back and the other hand, palm up, held flat in front of him, holding a wine glass in his palm.

Qingxiu Changshan ate a few peanuts and stretched out his hand. The stocky boy immediately bent down, raised his palms forward, and put the glass of wine into Qingxiu Changshan's hand. Qingxiu Changshan took a sip of the wine and put the glass back into the boy's palm.

Jiang Shangwen stared at the handsome man in a long gown, watching him rocking the rocking chair, eating peanuts, sipping wine, and burst into laughter. This man looked pretty, but just like his little boy, he seemed a bit naive.

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"Old Xu, you are the only one left. Hurry up, there is still at most half a quarter of an hour. If you lose, you will have to be the host for half a month." In the middle of the cabin, a young man in a long gown raised his voice and called out to the handsome old Xu who was sitting in the rocking chair.

The handsome old Xu took another sip of wine from the young man's hand, handed the wine glass to the young man, and then handed the bamboo bowl to the young man. He stood up holding on to the armrest of the rocking chair, carefully patted the gown clean, and slowly walked into the cabin.

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"There's still half an hour left. What's the hurry? I'm just breaking a topic, not writing an article."

The delicate old Xu talked lazily, walked to the long desk, picked out a pen, held the pen in one hand and dipped it in ink, and picked up the question next to it with the other hand.

The stocky boy looked stupid, but he moved very quickly. He had already put down the wine glass and bamboo bowl. He took a step forward and spread out a piece of paper for Lao Xu, put one end of it on the ruler, and pressed the other end himself.

Lao Xu turned over the questions with one hand, looking only at the questions. He wrote quickly with the other hand. Fortunately, the boy cooperated very well. During Lao Xu's pause, he kept moving the rice paper.

A moment before the stick of incense burned out, Lao Xu put down his pen and said, "Okay. Today's questions are a bit simple, they are all commonplace."

A circle of long gowns tilted towards him. The long gown that had just called him picked up Lao Xu's still-undried answer sheet and stamped his feet while looking at it. "This question, it's true, I'm off the mark again. It's true, no matter what the answer is, it's the same."

Just a little bit above, Lao Xu, you have to give me a good look at that article. Take a look, Lao Xu Po's question is exactly the word "exquisite."

Lao Xu walked to the side and looked at other people's questions one by one. He curled his lips from time to time but said nothing.

Jiang Shangwen on the shore looked straight at him, while Jiang Shangwu frowned.

"Why call him Lao Xu? He is not old at all. Am I so confused? Impossible. Why call him Lao Xu? But looking at this Lao Xu, it is really appropriate to call him Lao Xu. His surname is Xu.

, Hey, could it be that Xu Jieyuan? A bit chic."

Jiang Shangwen slapped his fan and looked at it with great interest.

Jiang Shangwu looked at Jiang Shangwen, then at Old Xu on the boat, then turned to look at the two girls behind his sister Jiang Shangwen, pointed to the tip of his nose with great uncertainty: "Sister, are you following me?"

say?"

"Shut up!"

Jiang Shangwen slapped Jiang Shangwu on the face again.

"Qing Liu, go and find out, is that Xu Jieyuan?"

After Jiang Shangwen took a picture of Jiang Shangwu, he raised his fan and ordered the girl behind him.

"That's Jieyuan? Look at how lazy he is. How could you tell, sister?" Jiang Shangwu stretched his neck to look at the boat.

"Alas!" Jiang Shangwen let out a long sigh and slapped Jiang Shangwu on the head with a round fan, "Stupid Wu, I want to ask you first, do you think that Old Xu is educated or uneducated?"

"You said he was Jieyuan." Jiang Shangwu slapped his sister's fan away.

"Stupid! Stand still, listen to your sister. I'm telling you. What did you say when you called him just now? There's still at most half a quarter of an hour, right? He's not hurried, which shows that he knows what he's doing. He's writing this last, not the first time.

Back."

Jiang Shangwu tilted his head towards his sister and nodded.

"How did he write in the past?" Jiang Shangwen slapped Jiang Shangwu on the head again.

"How else can I write? Just use a pen and write." Jiang Shangwu slapped his sister's fan away again.

"Stupid! He was reading the question while writing it. That is to say, he didn't know that question before writing it. He just took a look at it and wrote it without even thinking about it..."

"If you write without thinking, it must be random writing. How can you write without thinking?" Jiang Shangwu curled his lips, interrupted his sister's words, and took half a step to the side, tilting his body to avoid his sister.

The round fan that was smashed over.

"It's an analogy without even thinking about it. It means that he knows how to solve the problem at a glance! Stupid!"

"Maybe it was all broken wrong." Jiang Shangwu looked at his sister's round fan.

"What an idiot! Look, as soon as he finished writing, those people in long gowns gathered around to read it.

Also, did you see that one over there, the older one? That one just tore up a paper, it must be his own.

They are very particular about their gowns. Even if other people's articles are rubbish, they will praise them to the full moon in front of them. Even if other people's articles can last forever, they will still be picky behind their backs. This is what my father said.

If he tore it up in front of his face, it must be his own. Why he tore it up? It must be because he felt bad and shameful, so..."

Jiang Shangwen drawled.

"They, as a group, not only think that what Lao Xu wrote is right and good, but they don't feel that way today, they have always felt that way. If they have always felt that way, then that Lao Xu must be very knowledgeable, at least better than other people in Changshan."

knowledge.

Look at the boat, there are quite a few lifters, and look at their hairpins and flower crowns on their heads. Bah, wearing hairpins and crowns while swimming in the lake is really useless.

Among the group of judges, there is also a learned man, and his surname is Xu, so he is designated to be Jieyuan."

"Sister, what you said seems to make some sense." Jiang Shangwu stretched his neck and looked at the boat again, but the boat was getting closer and farther away.

Qing Liu is very capable. Not long after the flower boat went away, he came back and found out that the people on the boat were all great talents from Mingzhou. The one sitting on the rocking chair in the bow was a great talent from Mingzhou. He was born at the age of thirteen.

After passing the Xiucai Examination, Xu Jieyuan and Xu Huan were ranked first in the last subject.

Qingliu also found out that Xu Huan had recently encountered misfortune, and the girl he was engaged to had just died of illness a while ago.

Jiang Shangwen patted Qing Liu on the shoulder, praised him a lot, and rewarded him with another ten taels of silver.

Jiang Shangwu looked at Qingliu, then at the ten taels of silver, his eyes widened and he suddenly let out a loud roar, "Sister, you usually reward five taels, why are there five more taels this time? Qingliu did this today

The errand is no faster than usual, and it's not much better... just because the girl who was engaged to him is gone?"

"How are you talking?" Jiang Shangwen didn't slap him with a round fan this time, but slapped Jiang Shangwu firmly on the back of the head. "That was a tragedy. What did you say? Say it again!"

"I was wrong. Let me say it again. That girl must not be very old. She is gone at such a young age. It's so sad." Jiang Shangwu was hit by his sister's slap, and he inhaled in pain.

"This is Mingzhou, read more, listen more, speak well, and remember it well." Jiang Shangwen patted Jiang Shangwu on the head again, but this time he used a round fan.

"Let's go walk around in front and find a place to have a cup of tea. I'm a little thirsty."

Seeing Jiang Shangwu shrinking his head and not daring to say a word, Jiang Shangwen glanced at him again, and then gave a pleasant order, put one hand behind his back, took long steps, and moved forward bravely.

"Madam." Qing Liu hurriedly followed up and pulled her.

"Just tell me if you have anything to say." Jiang Shangwen stepped forward with his head held high, without looking back.

"Madam, your steps are wrong, look at your skirt." Mingye also followed up and pointed at Jiang Shangwen's skirt that almost flew up to his face.

"I forgot again!" Jiang Shangwen suddenly stopped and was very annoyed. She had forgotten her grandma's teaching again. Girls should be elegant and elegant. Although it is a bit too much to wear a skirt, that skirt can only be
To be continued...