Liu Zhihui also smiled: "Mr. Lan is the one who is good at killing him, and Liu is mixed with him, and he is always ashamed."

Lan Jue said: "Mr. Liu is so humble, Lan and the other twenty-eight people in the same year are really ashamed."

Everyone here knows that Lan Jue and Liu Zhihui have never been in a relationship. It is said that in the exam, Lan Jue should have been the top scorer, which was praised by Yun Tang. However, Lan Jue was not well-born and had a very lonely and cold word. In contrast, Liu Zhihui, who was optimistic about the old master Liu, lost his literary talent and was very elegant and dignified, so the palace piloted Liu Zhihui as the top scorer. The late emperor only said that Lan Qing's appearance was just a match for the title of Tanhualang. So Lan Jue became the third place.

Later, Lan Jue leaned on his face and fascinated Miss Liu. He abandoned his family and fled, which was considered a revenge, but Liu Zhihui kept pressing on him, and he thought that he would be resentful.

Everyone heard that the two of them were wrong, but fortunately someone spoke again, and turned around the topic when Bolan was secretly arose.

"During the examination, there were indeed many bizarre rumors. There were also such rumors in the examination. For example, someone cried in the middle of the night in a test room, and another candidate left the scene when he fell ill, saying that he was possessed by evil spirits. They all became trance because of nervousness and were prone to suspicion. There were too many rumors, so it was a routine for those who wrote the novel to adapt it."

Everyone looked at it and said that it was Liu Tongyi who was talking, so they couldn't help him helping his uncle, so they all followed suit.

"The composition must be virtuous, just use rumors and jokes. How can loyal and wise ministers be so dirty!"

"The protagonist is often a subject exam candidate. I think one is young, and the other is the turning point in life, so it is easy to make a fuss. A half-bearded old man like us goes to recommend himself, but he doesn't like it."

Lan Jue smiled and said, "Mr. Bai is too humble. Master Bai wants to list the book as a model to encourage scholars. How can it be compared with those in the market?"

The topic was right now. All the adults talked about the various strange rumors during the exam, and the meal was very interesting.

When the banquet was over, Liu Zhihui bowed to Lan Jue: "Today's banquet, Lord Lan has gained a lot. In addition to encouraging learning, he can also write another book "The Grand View of Anecdotes of the Imperial Examinations of the Years."

Lan Jue said: "This idea is good. I wonder if Lord Liu has any familiar bookstores. I will introduce them to the official. If it sells well, he will be divided into 20% of Lord Liu."

Liu Zhihui smiled: "Lord Lan has a wide range of knowledge and must know these things better than Liu. But Liu will also pay attention to you."

Lan Jue also raised his sleeve and smiled: "Thank you."

The weather became colder and another heavy snow fell. The sheds piled up in the firewood outside the hut where Chen Chong lived were crushed by the snow. He got up in the morning and opened the door. Seeing the collapsed shed half tilted to the ground, he couldn't help laughing.

Li Wan said, "Oh, how is this good?"

Chen Chou said: "Just let it go, and then repair it when the day is ready."

Li Wan nodded, Chen Chou took her hand and placed it in his sleeve to warm it up, and looked at the snow scene outside with her, feeling that life was actually quite good to live like this.

Living in this small house, living a dull life, and having a leisurely happiness like a paradise.

He couldn't help looking at Li Wan beside him, wanting to say to her, "Let's just keep going until we're old?" Li Wan shyly didn't look at him, and her head slightly lowered, her fair and slender neck was slightly exposed outside the collar, and the snowflakes were stained with hair tied up by the brass hairpin, her small earlobes were covered with light pink like peach petals, and a short tea stem was stuffed into her ear holes.

Chen Chou suddenly noticed the coldness of the wind. Such Li Wan should have been wrapped in silk and silk clothes and fur, standing in the red railing to see the broken jade jade jade. She put a jade hairpin and a golden hairpin, and wearing a bright pearl and a colorful treasure. She should also hold a golden silk hand stove and cover the warm sleeves of big hair, instead of picking up wood, raising stove fire, holding a shovel and spoon, and rocking the spinning wheel when water drips into ice...

Chen Chong felt ashamed and wanted to slap himself hard. Bai Xue also became dazzling. He clenched Li Wan's hand: "It's too cold, go back to the house."

When he inserted the door of the room, Chen Chou went to the table to recite the book again. Somehow, the words were just insincere. He wanted to write an article to practice, grind ink and lift the pen, but he didn't know how to put the brush. He was stunned for a moment, and wrote a few sentences, but he couldn't even read it, so he wiped it off. Li Wan gently lifted the curtain and walked into the inner room. The spinning wheel sounded again. Chen Chou pulled up the paper, threw it into the basket, and stood up suddenly. Li Wan stopped: "Are you disturbing you to read a book?"

Chen Chou shook his head: "No. Li Wan, I..."

It's all useless for me, and it's causing you and me to suffer.

He squatted down and grabbed Li Wan's hand: "Li Wan, I will definitely pass the exam and make a name for myself and make a name for myself! I will definitely let you live a good life!"

Li Wan Yanran smiled: "As long as you are with Chen Lang, it is the best day."

Chen Cho's throat tightened, and at this moment, a sudden sound of knocking on the door was heard.

"Is this the residence of Mr. Chen Chou and Mr. Chen?"

Chen Chou was surprised and walked to the outer room, opened the door, and a man covered in snow-filled cloak with a thick felt hood: "Ah, Mr. Chen, it's a villain to find it. It's really hard to find here!"

Chen Chou looked closely and found that he was a yamen runner in Yiping County, named Zhou Cheng, a very generous man who ran errands in the file library, spreading news, and meeting every day.

Chen Chou quickly gave in: "Brother Zhou, please come in. It's a cold day, how could you come here?"

Zhou Cheng stomped his feet, took off his cloak, and dragged a bag into the house: "Mr. Chen, the villain is here to deliver something to the master." He opened the leather bag wrapped in linoleum, dragged a large pocket from it, took out another bag, and took out a tightly wrapped long cloth bag from his arms, and opened it layer by layer, and there were two letters inside.

"Mr. Zhang recently helped the court to solve a major case. He was summoned to the prefecture by the prefecture. Before leaving, he told the villain to send these to the young master. One of these two letters was for the young master, and the other was asked to pass them to a certain adult in the capital. Some of these things were sent by the villain Zhang's life to the young master, and the other was sent by the young master together with the letter. The young master looked at the letter and checked whether there were any omissions."

Chen Chou smiled and said, "Thank you, thank you," put the letter on the table. "It's really a pity for Brother Zhou to travel around in the cold and snowy days. I'm so sorry. I don't have any good gifts to thank me. Brother Zhou asked Kuan to sit and wait for a while. Chen burned some wine to warm up Brother Zhou."

Zhou Cheng immediately said: "No, no, thank you Mr. Chen, you don't have to be polite. This is what the villain should do. It should have been delivered yesterday afternoon, but it was delayed because it was snowing. The villain also had to go to Beijing to do something for the magistrate, so he said goodbye first."

Chen Chou sincerely tried to keep him, but Zhou Cheng refused firmly, saying that the fact that the matter was to be done was urgent. Chen Chou thanked him again, and Zhou Cheng also pushed him, put away the empty bag, wrapped it in a cloak, pulled up the horse tied under the eaves, and sank into the wind and snow again.

Chen Chou closed the door and opened the two bags. Inside his big pocket were two wax goose, a pair of cloud legs, a few sausages, dozens of salted eggs, several large bags of dry mushrooms, fungus and bamboo shoots, and two packs of dry fruits.

There was also a bundle wrapped in the smaller bag, with a piece of paper, which was written to ask Brother Jun Ce to pass it on. There were two rolls of tightly wrapped fabrics, a box of ink ingots, a few pens, and a small cloth bag with two ingots of big silver in it.

Chen Chou held the cloth bag, and a wave of heat surged in his heart.

Li Wan walked to Chen Chou: "So many things. Is this the one who gave these things? Is Chen Lang's close friend Mr. Zhang?"

Chen Chou couldn't speak, so he took apart the envelope on the table, and Zhang Ping's straight handwriting jumped into his eyes.

The letter is also Zhang Ping's usual sketch, with only two pages of paper. He talked about his recent situation and asked Chen Chou if he was safe and asked him to wear more clothes when he was cold. Finally, there was another letter and a piece of stuff. He asked Chen Chou to hand it over to Minister Lan himself.

Chen Chou's hand shook slightly, and Li Wan said, "Chen Lang, if Mr. Zhang treats you like this, you should study hard to live up to Mr. Zhang's friendship."

Chen Chou endured the hotness in his eyes, nodded vigorously, and hugged Li Wan.

God, you treat me so well that I have friends like Zhang Ping and Li Wan!
Chapter completed!