Chapter One Hundred and Seventeen: In October, Qian Nu Huai Chun
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Time flies fast, September is October, and the temperature changes greatly in the morning and evening. When I wake up in the morning, I feel obviously chill and I can't stand it.
Chen Sanlang is going to go to Chang'an, the capital to take the exam for next spring.
This exam should be the most critical exam in his life. As for the palace exam after the exam, the emperor’s pen to call Jinshi was actually the nature of a “single show”, and the atmosphere would never be as depressing and tense as the provincial exam.
From a juren to a jinshi, from an official position to an official position, from a carp leaping on the dragon gate to a straight up, the imperial examination is a crucial hub transfer point.
Chen Sanlang is bound to win.
Although he did not know how to look at the Qi technique, he also knew that his luck was at the moment, so he should rush over with one go.
This is not about using the east wind, but about promoting it with ulterior motives. However, as long as the original intention is stable, not confused, and not being able to get carried away, it will be natural and unhindered. It is just right to follow the trend and follow the plan.
Just as the poem says: "When the wind leverages the force, it will go into the sky in one fell swoop."
Although it is not as cold as high, it also has unique scenery. This is because "not afraid of the floating clouds blocking the eyes, just because we are at the highest point."
The luggage has been packed, mainly changing clothes, dry food, silver, etc., as well as some four treasures of the study, and the classics of the books, all packed in books, weighing more than ten pounds, and the weight is not light.
He told his family that Chen Sanlang brought Xiongping as his companion. However, the capital city was the center of the world. It was not appropriate for Xiongping to pass by, so he sent Chen Sanlang to Nanyang Prefecture. He turned into the water and returned to the Heshen Temple.
When you go to the capital, you must first go to Nanyang, then take a boat to Zhongzhou, pass through Zhongzhou, and finally enter Mingzhou - arrive at Chang'an, the capital.
Ye Outong took this route at the beginning. He set out from Yangzhou with Chen Sanlang. After arriving at Nanyang Prefecture, he said goodbye to Chen Sanlang. He went his own way.
Many days have passed so far. If there is no stay on the road, Ye Outong may have entered Mingzhou.
The entire journey is thousands of mountains and rivers, and time is difficult to estimate, so the students who have obtained the examination qualification will basically go to the capital in advance to avoid missing the examination period. Also, because there is a winter between them, in the middle of winter, the weather is cold, the north wind is howling, and even snow. It is very difficult to travel in such an environment and easily get sick. Therefore, if you leave, most of them choose to be in October.
At Nanyang Mansion Wharf, ships shuttle and manpower is busy.
Chen Sanlang inquired about the ships heading to Zhongzhou. Not long after, the result was achieved--Tomorrow morning, a merchant ship would sail to Dongting Lake, carrying cargo and bringing passengers. The boat fee per person is 5 jin of money, which is suitable for the price.
Chen Sanlang did not bargain, but directly registered and paid a deposit of 500 yuan.
The merchant ship arrived at the other side of Dongting Lake, but Dongting Lake was originally located at the junction of several prefectures and counties. After getting off the boat, he changed to a carriage and turned over and entered Mingzhou.
"Dongting Lake..."
Thinking of Wang Yang Juze, who often appears in dreams, Chen Sanlang's expression couldn't help but tighten - the trajectory of his life was closely related to this lake.
Although, he had never been there in person.
It was Ao Qingmei who ran all the way from Dongting to Jingxian that intersected between them.
Good fortune is so wonderful.
Then, if you take a boat and sail to leave tomorrow, if nothing unexpected happens, you will come to Dongting Lake in half a month and see this vast scene with your own eyes.
Dongting is in the water, Yueyang is in the stairs.
Chen Sanlang had heard this famous saying a long time ago.
The ship will leave tomorrow and have to stay in Nanyang Prefecture that night.
Chen Sanlang decided to take advantage of the time to visit Nanyang College and visit Dean Song Zhiyuan. Last time he came to visit Zhou Fencao and some classmates, but he did not visit Song Zhiyuan, but seemed a little rude.
Having said that, because he was short in school, he had seen Song Zhiyuan far away and had never talked to each other. Now that Chen Sanlang passed the imperial examination and won the honor of Juren, he naturally did not need to continue studying in the college.
The college is as quiet as ever, and Song Zhiyuan’s residence is within the college.
When I arrived outside the door, I raised my hand and knocked on the door. Soon a door came out to ask, and then turned around and reported. After a moment, the door opened and asked Chen Sanlang to enter the living room.
Song Zhiyuan was waiting there and laughed: "Duke Jie Yuan finally got some time to come and see me, the dean."
Chen Sanlang repeatedly said "I dare not".
Song Zhiyuan was just joking and greetings - Nanyang College has released a Jie Yuan in the current subject. As the dean, he naturally had a glimpse of his face.
He glanced at Chen Sanlang and said, "Daoyuan is here, what's the matter?"
Chen Sanlang coughed dryly: "The students will go to Chang'an tomorrow, spend the night in the city tonight, and come to visit the dean along the way."
"Oh, go along the way..."
Song Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows and suddenly sighed: "Daoyuan favors one and the other, isn't it a way to be a guest?"
Chen Sanlang was stunned and didn't understand why.
Song Zhiyuan said again: "I went to Taoranzhuang the day before yesterday, and Lao Cao told me."
When Chen Sanlang heard this, he realized it and felt a little embarrassed.
Song Zhiyuan said leisurely: "One person is upright, a hundred people are upright in the city, tens of thousands of people are upright in the country, and tens of millions of people are called Haoran... This argument is indeed unique. It is a long way to go, but you are young but have such insights, which really surprised me. I have not been able to have a deep conversation with you during your studies in the college, and I feel deeply regretful."
Chen Sanlang replied: "At that time, the student was just a young boy, how could he get into the eyes of the dean?"
"Haha, let's fight me, right? Actually, when I heard your performance, I was amazing, so I wanted to talk to you, but you would go back to Jingxian the next day."
At that time, Crab reported the news and came to ask for help, so Chen Sanlang returned to Jing County the next day.
"Is it amazing?"
Chen Sanlang touched his chin: "This rumor is exaggerating."
Song Zhiyuan said: "No, it's not a rumor, but a fact, because the person she told me always speaks truthfully."
Chen Sanlang asked: "Ms. Song?"
Song Zhiyuan rubbed his beard: "It's the little girl... My daughter, when she talks about the poetry meeting, she is full of eyebrows and eyes. I have never seen her so excited and happy."
This has some meaning.
He paused and said, "But what I admire the most is your performance when facing the governor at the Luming Banquet. It is remarkable, and I am ashamed of myself."
As he said that, he stood up and bowed to Chen Sanlang.
Chen Sanlang quickly returned the gift: "It's a pity for the student."
Song Zhiyuan sat down and sighed: "I have read a lot of books, and I recite the meaning of the scriptures like a stream. I think I have understood the true meaning, but compared with you, I suddenly realized that those understandings are just articles on paper."
Chen Sanlang couldn't help but wonder: Why does this tall hat feel a little weird when putting on one after another?
Logically speaking, Song Zhiyuan was born as a Jinshi and had countless people to know, but he was a famous scholar. It was not normal for him to lower his figure so much and highly respect a junior student who was just as tall as the champion.
Chen Sanlang was neither arrogant nor humble in the face of Yuan Wenchang, and showed the character that scholars should have. It is true that he won the reputation of the scholars, but it would not have been able to make people like Zhou Fen Cao Song Zhiyuan prosper.
Song Zhiyuan said again: "Daoyuan, you should know about Du Xuezheng."
Chen Sanlang was stunned: "I know, I'm really sorry."
Song Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes: "Climbing highs and falling heavily, the career path is very dangerous. I won't say much about anything else. The road is long. You are going to the capital city, and the journey is long and the journey is long. When you arrive in the capital city, there are whirlpools everywhere, and the storms in the rivers and lakes are bad. You must be more careful."
Chen Sanlang stood up to salute: "Thank you, the dean for reminding me."
"By the way, you're here just right. I have a few letters to bring to the capital to a few old friends. If you go along, please help me with it."
In words, the word "follow the way".
Chen Sanlang was speechless, thinking that Dean Song was so old, why were he as petty as a child sometimes: "Students must bring the letter."
Song Zhiyuan went back to the study to get the letter. Not long after, he took out three letters, and there was another burden, which was heavy.
Chen Sanlang took the letter and was stunned when facing the burden: "Dean, is this?"
Song Zhiyuan said calmly: "Some Cheng Yi, a little meaning."
The so-called Chengyi is the travel expenses. Whenever relatives and friends want to travel far, they will receive gifts from Chengyi. This is a popular practice in this world.
Chen Sanlang pushed, "Students are ashamed of not accepting it."
Song Zhiyuan was so stern: "The elders give it, you must not refuse."
Chen Sanlang pondered for a moment, took it, said goodbye and left.
After he left for about a quarter of an hour, there was a rapid running sound, and he saw a girl in a light blue dress running to the living room hurriedly. He looked around and saw that Song Zhiyuan was the only one, and his little face couldn't help but look disappointed.
Song Zhiyuan frowned and said, "Chan'er, why are you running so fast?"
Song Kechan lowered her head and said, "I heard that guests came from home, so I ran to take a look."
Song Zhiyuan glanced at his daughter: "Then Chen Daoyuan has left. He is going to go to Chang'an to take the exam and just come to visit him."
Song Kechan said "Oh": "Yes, I'm going to take the exam... Dad, do you think he can pass the exam?"
Song Zhiyuan shrugged: "I'm not a god, I can do it, but I don't know if he can pass the exam. Why are you so concerned about it? Go back to your room quickly. Humph, running around all day is so stubborn."
Song Kechan had no choice but to go back to the boudoir in a bad mood.
Watching his daughter's back, Song Zhiyuan sighed quietly: Why can't he see his daughter's concern? Chen Sanlang passed the Jie Yuan exam in his twenties, has a bright future, looks good, and is very talented. If he is a woman, he will probably have a love heart...
It’s just that many things involve a lot of things, so you have to pay attention to the timing and cannot be impatient.
Chen Sanlang went to Chang'an and if he was successful, he would be on the Golden List. In late April, it would be the palace examination. After doing these, he would return home in glory in about June and July. At that time, it would be a charter. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!
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