Things that have passed will never come back.
Zhang Xiaomei sat blankly in front of the old book desk in Zhang Ning's room. This desk has been around for a while.
He used to be there, even if he had to go to Confucianism during the day, he would have to read with the lights when he came back at night.
It's better to be the past. The unknown brother shook his head and studied. Although he was not as proud as he heard people now, he was able to spend the long years together.
He came back this morning and left again without staying for a while. Zhang Xiaomei had a bad premonition that he would have fewer days in the future. Last time he said he might be transferred to an official position, and maybe he would go to far away Beijing again to revolve around the strange king and father.
That familiar face was just now in front of you, but now it has disappeared. The words of what you sincerely want to learn to be a person and do things and what you want to take care of your husband and children seem to be lingering in your ears.
Zhang Xiaomei felt very uncomfortable for a moment. She wiped her tears and ran downstairs, stepping on the wooden stairs, as if they were about to be torn apart.
She ran out of the yard quickly, and almost no one paid attention to her. Her sister-in-law Luo Yue'e, who was working, looked up and felt that it seemed that Zhang Xiaomei had gone out, so she buried her head and continued to pick up the stones in the rice.
An acquaintance on Liren Street said in surprise: Isn’t this a little girl from the Zhang family? Why are you crying? Zhang Shicai snatched your candy radish?
Zhang Xiaomei ran along the street, forgot to take the boat, and just ran southeast. Wu Yuan was there, she knew the place.As long as you keep walking, you will get closer and closer to Zhang Ning.
The feeling of getting closer made her feel much more unbearable. She cried and laughed. She seemed to have seen Zhang Ning's calm and gentle smile, and smelled the light sunshine in his arms, and the peaceful and indescribable feeling, just like the comfortable feeling of being lazy when there is no work in the off-season.
Nothing liked to be addicted to the sound of the voice, and the pleasure of her hands being covered by those warm big hands flashed through her mind.
After crossing two streets, we went from a stone bridge to the south bank of the Qinhuai River.
Unexpectedly, I found a large group of people blocking the way on the street, as if it was a ceremonial guard of a high-ranking official, with officers holding the "Silent and Avoiding" signs, as well as flags, umbrellas, leather drums and other podiums. The carriages, horses, sedans and walking teams were swaying from the middle of the street with a stern and eye-catching speed, as if they were enjoying the feeling of being high and deliberately letting pedestrians stop and watch.
The people naturally did not dare to go up, so they all avoided the road and waited, so Zhang Xiaomei had to stop.
The atmosphere of beating gongs and gongs affected her mood. She felt embarrassed to cry and took out her handkerchief and wiped her face, and stood helplessly among the crowd.
After her attention was interrupted, Zhang Xiaomei gradually came back from her excitement, not understanding why she came here...
Just like I just woke up from a dream and gradually realized that the things in the dream were not the case at all, good dreams or nightmares are both illusory.
My brother will definitely chase me back, and I will also feel that I am too willful, ignorant, and disobedient. Didn’t my brother tell me to learn a lot?
At this time, the ceremonial war on the street slowly passed, and the street was occupied by all kinds of people in the city again, and the noisy and chaotic crowd was restored.But Zhang Xiaomei stood there and stopped running forward.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard an old lady upstairs in the opposite house shouting: I’m going home to make a meal!
Zhang Xiaomei was stunned for a while, and finally turned around and walked back to the stone bridge on the river. Her movements were soft and seemed to be without any strength.
……
The little sister's blind date Zhang Ning really didn't go, and he went to another social event that day.
A classmate Liang Shoucheng went to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination at the beginning of the year and traveled for several months after failing the exam. Now he is back home, and the reunion of several classmates and friends is a welcome to him.
Liang Shoucheng and Zhang Ning didn't have much contact on weekdays, and they had no contact for almost a year; Zhang Ning attended the banquet mainly because of the repeated invitations of another classmate Luo Jin. Luo Jin was a versatile person. He was the leader of sending Yang Sihai to Beijing for the exam last time. Zhang Ning was able to meet Su Liangchen, a talented man in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, through his relationship.
Anyway, Zhang Ning has not been busy recently, so it is not a bad thing to participate in such social engagements and make friends.
There is an urgent way to advance and retreat in life. Sometimes it is hard to be impatient. It is better to just eat and drink than to sharpen your head.
Because the social engagement was in broad daylight, the pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River did not have much scenery during the day, so everyone made an appointment at the Zhuangyuan Building on the shore of Mochou Lake.
It is also a one-stop place for drinking and drinking wine. Although its fame is not as good as the old courtyard, it is also a place of luxury. The key is that it has a good view during the day, and the lake and water scenery there is good.
During the meal, there were girls who served and girls who talked about their love and love. In short, Zhang Ning's eyes were all three-way ladies.
In such a place where you are looking for fun, there is no etiquette between men and women. Men and women make various jokes and act together, which is very free and relaxed.
What Zhang Ning felt was not natural that the girl who was sitting beside him pouring wine always rubbed against him for any matters. Other girls were not so obvious. She was like this. Zhang Ning, who rarely participated in such occasions, was a little uncomfortable with the public.
Before Liang's cousin could talk about the anecdotes of the capital and his travels, he first mentioned another classmate who came. Zhang Ning was also familiar with him, the short Yang Nei Yang Sihai.
Mr. Liang sighed: Among the people I knew in Nanjing in the past, only Yang Sihai was on the list of the imperial examination.
I know, wasn’t it Yang Sihai who beat the palace examination to report the good news last time?Luo Jin said casually, as if there was nothing in the world that he didn't know.
The relatively low-key talented man Su Liangchen spoke enviously at this time: Last year, he was on the Guizhou List and immediately went to the Golden List this year. It is worth it. We privately say that he is good at learning.
Zhang Ning followed suit and said nothing.
I had some conflicts with Yang Sihai before, but fortunately, when everyone sent him to take the exam last year, it was resolved lightly during the meal, and I didn’t have much thought at this time.
If Zhang Ning hadn't humiliated others for being short, he would probably not have much impression of Yang Sihai.
In my impression, Yang Sihai looked very young, and may be younger than Zhang Ning. He was really not an ordinary person after passing the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination. He was so quiet that he could not bear the feelings of the old men with gray hair and beard.
The Ming Dynasty had a population of 100 million, but there were very few Jinshis. No one who came from a Jinshi was a master. Zhang Ning had a lot of scriptures in his memory. He knew very well that this thing could not be done by memorizing it by rote.
The world is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Luo Jin, who had the reputation of a scholar, couldn't help but say another sentence.
He picked up the wine glass and patted around, and then said: Don’t believe in qualifications. I used to study with the Confucian scholars of the Four Seas, and I will tell you a small matter.Before the autumn examination last year, wasn’t it rumored that Brother Ping’an, our Yingtian Mansion was the best, everyone guessed who would be Jie Yuan. Think about how Yang Sihai answered?
When talking about that, Zhang Ning was slightly embarrassed. At that time, it was rumored that he was the first in Yingtian Mansion and was not what Zhang Ning had called out for himself before...
However, if Zhang Ning had not died before, he would be on the list this year, could he be on the list?
This is a mystery. Anyway, he will definitely have no chance to take the exam now.
When it comes to the path of imperial examinations and study, Yang Sihai and Zhang Ning before were both very talented, but he was more mediocre; he couldn't even get a major exam in his previous life, and the difficulty of taking Tsinghua University and taking the Jinshi exam was not the same level.
Yang Sihai looks quite humble on weekdays. He should say that Jie Yuan is Brother Ping'an, right?Liang Shoucheng guessed.
Zhang Ning smiled faintly and guessed nothing.Su Liangchen said without any pressure: You and I are not going to school together, how can we know?
Mr. Luo shook his head: Brother Liang, you are like me, and you are also an ordinary person.Let me tell you how Yang Sihai answered... He said that if he wanted to take the palace exam in the future, what does it matter if it was Jie Yuan now?
This is like a cold joke. After saying it, everyone hasn't recalled it yet and figured out where the joke is.Zhang Ning immediately understood and said: The world has a great vision and extraordinary knowledge.
After a moment, everyone came back to their senses and sighed.
The materials for the Jinshi were different. At that time, the autumn examination was about to begin. Everyone was devoted to it. They began to think about the palace test, but their ideological realm was not at the same level.
After everyone talked about this, Mr. Luo finally couldn't help but turn to look at Zhang Ning: Why didn't Brother Ping'an participate in this year's exam, but became an official?You and Sihai are as famous as our tribute school!
Mr. Luo asked, and Su Liangchen immediately looked at him. It was obvious that all the students were curious about this matter, but they were not easy to ask.
Zhang Ning said something suddenly, and he couldn't tell the truth. He changed his skin to his brother Ping'an's job as a test, and now Brother Ping'an's current eight-legged articles are not at all accurate.
He originally wanted to think that he was not as good as others, but somehow he felt a competitive heart in his heart. After all, he was a young man and no one was willing to say that he could not do it!
Especially since I once humiliated Yang Sihai's knowledge, why did others pretend to be grandson immediately after they passed the Jinshi?
The pride in his heart was aroused, and there seemed to be a voice saying: I am not as good as others in eight-legged articles, but there is always a place that is worse than others!
He owed him and said calmly: No one wants to be a Jinshi, and Yang Shaobao is not a Jinshi today.
Yang Shiqi, a commoner, was not even a scholar. He had taught books and had certainly learned, but he had never passed the exam. He is now the top celebrity around the emperor. The prince Shaobao, the Grand Secretary of the Huagai Palace, the Left Minister of Rites and the Minister of War. He was unprecedented in the rank of the cabinet minister and the leadership of the six ministries, and no one could match the saints.
Yang Shiqi is not a Jinshi, but can he be compared to any Jinshi?
I admire you, Brother Ping'an has great ambitions.Luo Lao Chou and others can only give a compliment like this and can't say anything else.
Because Yang Shiqi is an exception, usually, if you want to make a difference, you will be more reliable in the Jinshi class.So everyone has nothing to say.
Zhang Xiaomei sat blankly in front of the old book desk in Zhang Ning's room. This desk has been around for a while.
He used to be there, even if he had to go to Confucianism during the day, he would have to read with the lights when he came back at night.
It's better to be the past. The unknown brother shook his head and studied. Although he was not as proud as he heard people now, he was able to spend the long years together.
He came back this morning and left again without staying for a while. Zhang Xiaomei had a bad premonition that he would have fewer days in the future. Last time he said he might be transferred to an official position, and maybe he would go to far away Beijing again to revolve around the strange king and father.
That familiar face was just now in front of you, but now it has disappeared. The words of what you sincerely want to learn to be a person and do things and what you want to take care of your husband and children seem to be lingering in your ears.
Zhang Xiaomei felt very uncomfortable for a moment. She wiped her tears and ran downstairs, stepping on the wooden stairs, as if they were about to be torn apart.
She ran out of the yard quickly, and almost no one paid attention to her. Her sister-in-law Luo Yue'e, who was working, looked up and felt that it seemed that Zhang Xiaomei had gone out, so she buried her head and continued to pick up the stones in the rice.
An acquaintance on Liren Street said in surprise: Isn’t this a little girl from the Zhang family? Why are you crying? Zhang Shicai snatched your candy radish?
Zhang Xiaomei ran along the street, forgot to take the boat, and just ran southeast. Wu Yuan was there, she knew the place.As long as you keep walking, you will get closer and closer to Zhang Ning.
The feeling of getting closer made her feel much more unbearable. She cried and laughed. She seemed to have seen Zhang Ning's calm and gentle smile, and smelled the light sunshine in his arms, and the peaceful and indescribable feeling, just like the comfortable feeling of being lazy when there is no work in the off-season.
Nothing liked to be addicted to the sound of the voice, and the pleasure of her hands being covered by those warm big hands flashed through her mind.
After crossing two streets, we went from a stone bridge to the south bank of the Qinhuai River.
Unexpectedly, I found a large group of people blocking the way on the street, as if it was a ceremonial guard of a high-ranking official, with officers holding the "Silent and Avoiding" signs, as well as flags, umbrellas, leather drums and other podiums. The carriages, horses, sedans and walking teams were swaying from the middle of the street with a stern and eye-catching speed, as if they were enjoying the feeling of being high and deliberately letting pedestrians stop and watch.
The people naturally did not dare to go up, so they all avoided the road and waited, so Zhang Xiaomei had to stop.
The atmosphere of beating gongs and gongs affected her mood. She felt embarrassed to cry and took out her handkerchief and wiped her face, and stood helplessly among the crowd.
After her attention was interrupted, Zhang Xiaomei gradually came back from her excitement, not understanding why she came here...
Just like I just woke up from a dream and gradually realized that the things in the dream were not the case at all, good dreams or nightmares are both illusory.
My brother will definitely chase me back, and I will also feel that I am too willful, ignorant, and disobedient. Didn’t my brother tell me to learn a lot?
At this time, the ceremonial war on the street slowly passed, and the street was occupied by all kinds of people in the city again, and the noisy and chaotic crowd was restored.But Zhang Xiaomei stood there and stopped running forward.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard an old lady upstairs in the opposite house shouting: I’m going home to make a meal!
Zhang Xiaomei was stunned for a while, and finally turned around and walked back to the stone bridge on the river. Her movements were soft and seemed to be without any strength.
……
The little sister's blind date Zhang Ning really didn't go, and he went to another social event that day.
A classmate Liang Shoucheng went to Beijing to participate in the imperial examination at the beginning of the year and traveled for several months after failing the exam. Now he is back home, and the reunion of several classmates and friends is a welcome to him.
Liang Shoucheng and Zhang Ning didn't have much contact on weekdays, and they had no contact for almost a year; Zhang Ning attended the banquet mainly because of the repeated invitations of another classmate Luo Jin. Luo Jin was a versatile person. He was the leader of sending Yang Sihai to Beijing for the exam last time. Zhang Ning was able to meet Su Liangchen, a talented man in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, through his relationship.
Anyway, Zhang Ning has not been busy recently, so it is not a bad thing to participate in such social engagements and make friends.
There is an urgent way to advance and retreat in life. Sometimes it is hard to be impatient. It is better to just eat and drink than to sharpen your head.
Because the social engagement was in broad daylight, the pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River did not have much scenery during the day, so everyone made an appointment at the Zhuangyuan Building on the shore of Mochou Lake.
It is also a one-stop place for drinking and drinking wine. Although its fame is not as good as the old courtyard, it is also a place of luxury. The key is that it has a good view during the day, and the lake and water scenery there is good.
During the meal, there were girls who served and girls who talked about their love and love. In short, Zhang Ning's eyes were all three-way ladies.
In such a place where you are looking for fun, there is no etiquette between men and women. Men and women make various jokes and act together, which is very free and relaxed.
What Zhang Ning felt was not natural that the girl who was sitting beside him pouring wine always rubbed against him for any matters. Other girls were not so obvious. She was like this. Zhang Ning, who rarely participated in such occasions, was a little uncomfortable with the public.
Before Liang's cousin could talk about the anecdotes of the capital and his travels, he first mentioned another classmate who came. Zhang Ning was also familiar with him, the short Yang Nei Yang Sihai.
Mr. Liang sighed: Among the people I knew in Nanjing in the past, only Yang Sihai was on the list of the imperial examination.
I know, wasn’t it Yang Sihai who beat the palace examination to report the good news last time?Luo Jin said casually, as if there was nothing in the world that he didn't know.
The relatively low-key talented man Su Liangchen spoke enviously at this time: Last year, he was on the Guizhou List and immediately went to the Golden List this year. It is worth it. We privately say that he is good at learning.
Zhang Ning followed suit and said nothing.
I had some conflicts with Yang Sihai before, but fortunately, when everyone sent him to take the exam last year, it was resolved lightly during the meal, and I didn’t have much thought at this time.
If Zhang Ning hadn't humiliated others for being short, he would probably not have much impression of Yang Sihai.
In my impression, Yang Sihai looked very young, and may be younger than Zhang Ning. He was really not an ordinary person after passing the imperial examination and passed the imperial examination. He was so quiet that he could not bear the feelings of the old men with gray hair and beard.
The Ming Dynasty had a population of 100 million, but there were very few Jinshis. No one who came from a Jinshi was a master. Zhang Ning had a lot of scriptures in his memory. He knew very well that this thing could not be done by memorizing it by rote.
The world is not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Luo Jin, who had the reputation of a scholar, couldn't help but say another sentence.
He picked up the wine glass and patted around, and then said: Don’t believe in qualifications. I used to study with the Confucian scholars of the Four Seas, and I will tell you a small matter.Before the autumn examination last year, wasn’t it rumored that Brother Ping’an, our Yingtian Mansion was the best, everyone guessed who would be Jie Yuan. Think about how Yang Sihai answered?
When talking about that, Zhang Ning was slightly embarrassed. At that time, it was rumored that he was the first in Yingtian Mansion and was not what Zhang Ning had called out for himself before...
However, if Zhang Ning had not died before, he would be on the list this year, could he be on the list?
This is a mystery. Anyway, he will definitely have no chance to take the exam now.
When it comes to the path of imperial examinations and study, Yang Sihai and Zhang Ning before were both very talented, but he was more mediocre; he couldn't even get a major exam in his previous life, and the difficulty of taking Tsinghua University and taking the Jinshi exam was not the same level.
Yang Sihai looks quite humble on weekdays. He should say that Jie Yuan is Brother Ping'an, right?Liang Shoucheng guessed.
Zhang Ning smiled faintly and guessed nothing.Su Liangchen said without any pressure: You and I are not going to school together, how can we know?
Mr. Luo shook his head: Brother Liang, you are like me, and you are also an ordinary person.Let me tell you how Yang Sihai answered... He said that if he wanted to take the palace exam in the future, what does it matter if it was Jie Yuan now?
This is like a cold joke. After saying it, everyone hasn't recalled it yet and figured out where the joke is.Zhang Ning immediately understood and said: The world has a great vision and extraordinary knowledge.
After a moment, everyone came back to their senses and sighed.
The materials for the Jinshi were different. At that time, the autumn examination was about to begin. Everyone was devoted to it. They began to think about the palace test, but their ideological realm was not at the same level.
After everyone talked about this, Mr. Luo finally couldn't help but turn to look at Zhang Ning: Why didn't Brother Ping'an participate in this year's exam, but became an official?You and Sihai are as famous as our tribute school!
Mr. Luo asked, and Su Liangchen immediately looked at him. It was obvious that all the students were curious about this matter, but they were not easy to ask.
Zhang Ning said something suddenly, and he couldn't tell the truth. He changed his skin to his brother Ping'an's job as a test, and now Brother Ping'an's current eight-legged articles are not at all accurate.
He originally wanted to think that he was not as good as others, but somehow he felt a competitive heart in his heart. After all, he was a young man and no one was willing to say that he could not do it!
Especially since I once humiliated Yang Sihai's knowledge, why did others pretend to be grandson immediately after they passed the Jinshi?
The pride in his heart was aroused, and there seemed to be a voice saying: I am not as good as others in eight-legged articles, but there is always a place that is worse than others!
He owed him and said calmly: No one wants to be a Jinshi, and Yang Shaobao is not a Jinshi today.
Yang Shiqi, a commoner, was not even a scholar. He had taught books and had certainly learned, but he had never passed the exam. He is now the top celebrity around the emperor. The prince Shaobao, the Grand Secretary of the Huagai Palace, the Left Minister of Rites and the Minister of War. He was unprecedented in the rank of the cabinet minister and the leadership of the six ministries, and no one could match the saints.
Yang Shiqi is not a Jinshi, but can he be compared to any Jinshi?
I admire you, Brother Ping'an has great ambitions.Luo Lao Chou and others can only give a compliment like this and can't say anything else.
Because Yang Shiqi is an exception, usually, if you want to make a difference, you will be more reliable in the Jinshi class.So everyone has nothing to say.
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