"Fifteen years later, Dou Langjun is probably already rising to the top and entering the Taiwan Pavilion?" Someone immediately praised him afterwards.

Dou Shen laughed, "This is also the style of my Dou family. Your Majesty favors you. Don't worry, Yisong. If you haven't finished the exam yet, I will give you a list." After that, he walked into the wall corridor of Baotang Temple and went to watch the famous Buddhist paintings with Chu Niang.

"What's the spirit? It's just a second-generation official who can occupy excellent resources by relying on his uncle's sect." Gao Yue silently raised his middle finger in his heart to Dou Shen's back.

On the other side, Liu Deshi got up and ran to hold Gao Yue's arm, and said anxiously, "Yi Song, you have been in Pingkang for the past two days... your face has changed... Listen to Brother Yu, Mrs. Guo Fenyang passed away, and almost half of the dignitaries in Chang'an City are going to pay their respects. This is a great time for our investment banking paper. If you accompany Brother Yu, you will definitely be appreciated by a senior official or a master in the literary world!"

Gao Yue was shaken back and forth by him, and his heart was both pitiful and ridiculous, "Brother, you must not be able to apply for the paper like a madman. Could it be that you are crazy?" But he even tentatively said, "Okay, I will go back to the Imperial College of Wubenfang tomorrow, but I have questions, Brother Xian."

"But it's okay."

"Dou Shen has a disciple, who can be a Meiyuan Weiwei, and we both have disciple, why do we have to go to the Imperial Academy to take the imperial examination? Can't we be an official directly?"

Liu Deshi's mouth grew up. He touched Gao Yue's forehead and made sure that the other party did not have a fever. Then he expressed his regret, "Yi Song, you are confused. You can't be called an official who is an imperial examination and Jinshi. How can you be noble? Most of the time, you are a poor official. Are you willing to do that? Dou Shen is different. He has the protection of his uncle, the Chief Censor, and started from Zhailang (1). Now he has to make up for the fat and shortage of the county magistrate like Meiyuan, and naturally he will climb step by step. But what do you and I have?"

Gao Yue seemed to understand a little, but he didn't seem to understand very much, so he just nodded and said he knew.

Who would have thought that Liu Deshi would hold Gao Yue's sleeve again and step directly into Baotang Temple. "It's not too late, follow me to go and write a copy of the investment bank for the abbot of the temple."

"You won't even let go of monk?"

"You don't know that Master Leran is proficient in poetry and prose and has dated many literary masters."

As a result, as soon as he stepped into the courtyard of Baotang Temple, he saw a middle-aged woman carrying a food box, followed by a girl, blocking her in front of Liu Deshi and Gao Yue.

The middle-aged woman looked at Liu De’s room affectionately and called out “Liu Lang”.

"Shuangwen!" After Liu Deshi said the woman's name, he felt a little ashamed, so he covered his face with his sleeves, and the roll also fell to the ground.

Gao Yue bent over and picked it up, and happened to touch the fingers of the girl who was doing the same movement. The girl turned around and stood with a embarrassed smile. Gao Yue then picked up the script and looked up at the girl. She was about thirteen or fourteen years old, and she was in her prime. She had bright ears, a bun, bangs covered with forehead, bright eyes and white teeth, and clogs under her jade feet. She looked more like a girl from the south, which was quite different from the local women in Chang'an.

Looking back at the middle-aged woman, she looked at Liu De’s room with a warm smile. This must be Brother Liu’s love in Pingkangfang, and he’s a man? Could this girl be Brother Liu’s illegitimate daughter?

"Liu Lang, you are about to take the spring exam. I heard that you will come to Baotang Temple Investment Banking Paper, so I made some delicious food." The woman still smiled and raised the food box and said.

"Shuangwen, why should I do this?" Liu Deshi was moved and ashamed.

Gao Yue also felt that although this woman named Shuangwen was a fair woman in Pingkangfang, she was really good at the down-and-out Liu Deshi and must have a kind heart.

It’s just that I don’t know if Liu Deshi still has a wife in his hometown, so I’m waiting for him to succeed.

Shuangwen looked at Gao Yue again, smiled and waved his hand, indicating that he could eat it together. Her face was round and white, her eyes were slender, and she squeezed out some crow's feet that were not annoying, and she looked like Guanyin Bodhisattva in the temple.

Under the flower corridor of Baotang Temple, five people, including Wang Tuantuan, found a secluded and clean staircase to sit down.

As soon as Gao Yue was about to fall from his butt, Liu Deshi grabbed him anxiously and shook his head repeatedly, saying, "Brother, why are you so uncareful?"

Gao Yue was confused when he said this, and Liu Deshi explained that sitting like this is homophonic to "failure the title"!

Oh, it turned out to be superstitious in the imperial examination. As a result, Wang Tuantuan and the girl with bangs laughed together and said, "Young Lord Gao is sitting on the steps, and you can also be homophonic to the next level!"

This is a good explanation. It seems that the girl is not very old, but she is very smart.

Wang Tuantuan, well, it’s called Neixiu.

"Yes, yes, there is not so much detail." Gao Yue was a firm historical materialist after all, and sat on the steps. Liu Deshi had no choice but to sit down with him.

The food box opened, and the fragrance was scented. The top layer was quash cake. Gao Yue even said I was not polite, so he quickly distributed the quash cake. Then the woman named Shuangwen brought out the second layer of the food box. Gao Yue couldn't help but saliva when he saw it. Originally, he thought that steamed mutton filling and mutton mixed soup that he ate at An Lao Hu'er that night was a delicious food, but compared with Shuangwen, there was still some shortcomings: he saw several pieces of mutton jerky cut squarely in the second layer of the food box, and poured with salt, minced ginger, pepper and oatmeal, and the roasted juice was overflowing.

Gao Yue put the jerky meat in the veal cake. After only taking a bite, he felt countless lambs running happily in his mouth.

"You two are..." After eating a few pieces of flax cakes and jerky, Gao Yue made up his mouth to ask about Shuangwen's relationship with Liu Deshi.

Shuangwen's face flashed with a blush, saying that her surname was actually Song, and whispered, "Fangzhai and I have been together for ten years, and I admire his literary talent in particular."

"Stop talking about double articles, I just feel ashamed. I haven't passed the exam for so many years, and I've become famous even." Liu Deshi sighed.

"That's because the chief officials of the imperial examination are not aware of talents." Shuangwen hurriedly comforted.

However, since Liu Deshi and Song Shuangwen have only known each other for ten years, this girl should not have been produced by Liu.

Song Shuangwen introduced that the girl's name was Zhuzhu. She came to Chang'an City from Yuezhou in the south. She lost her mother when she was young. Her father was also a small county magistrate. Ten years ago, she brought her young residence to Chang'an City to participate in the selection (2). She became sick due to fatigue from the journey and passed away. Zhuzhu was adopted by Song Shuangwen and took the name of this sect. Song Shuangwen said that she was old and deteriorated and was ready to train Zhuzhu as her successor, so she had not yet received guests.

"The nickname of living is Xiao Yuezhou." Wang Tuantuan interrupted.
Chapter completed!