Chapter 77 The vicissitudes of life, the youth is strong

"Brother Yanzhao!"

At dawn, Yang Yanzhao walked out of the study dizzy, but was shocked by the sound in his ear. He looked up and saw He Yu squatting on the steps on the side of the door.

His face was a little sluggish, and his eyes were red and swollen, but it was shining, which made Yang Yanzhao suddenly sleepless, and some of them took two steps back without knowing why.

"Brother Yanzhao, do you have something to do with Lan Guizhai?"

Seeing that Yang Yanzhao didn't say anything, He Yu took two more steps forward and pulled his sleeve. "It's in vain that He Jinxi always feels that I am a business genius. Today, I understand that I can't talk to Yan Zhao on the same day. Brother Yan Zhao, you must help my little brother!"

"What's going on? What do you mean tonight?"

"You invented chess, Brother Yanzhao's chess. Did those strange methods of Lan Guizhai also come from you?

Since the appearance of Lan Guizhai, I have been paying attention to the way it does business. I also regard it as the action of Tao Zhugong, who waved his hand to get money. I didn't expect that these were all done by Brother Yanzhao, so I stayed outside the house all night and begged Brother Yan Zhao to help me.

It turned out to be this. He Yu was afraid that he learned about chess from the exhaust outlet, but he could see the difference between Lan Guizhai's business mode and the world. He also had a unique vision.

Looking at He Yu, who bent down and saluted sincerely, Yang Yanzhao helped him up with a smile, "You and my brother, what's so difficult? After the college's assessment, I'll give you some advice."

"Real seriously!"

Unexpectedly, Yang Yanzhao responded so happily. He Yu looked surprised, but when he saw the latter nodding again, he bent down and saluted again, "Thank you, brother Yanzhao."

The thing he was worried about was solved. He Yu was not even interested in preparing for the morning, and dragged his slightly tired body to the house.

He didn't care about him. After Yang Yanzhao washed his face, he practiced martial arts as usual, then ate two pieces of cooking cakes and half a bowl of meat porridge, and whispered in an unconscious voice, "If there were preserved eggs, it would be perfect."

At this time, the exhaust wind will always ask what the preserved egg is. Of course, Yang Yanzhao continued to laugh and answer without saying anything.

After breakfast, when Zhang Qian came, Yang Yanzhao put half of the book in his hand into the packed cloth bag and went to the college with him.

"Brother Yanzhao has been much more diligent these days."

On the way, Zhang Qian said with a smile. Yang Yanzhao nodded undeniably, "Mr. Lanxi recruits apprentices. The students of the whole college are studying hard. Naturally, you and I can't fall behind."

"Brother Yanzhao is right."

Zhang Qian nod and agreed. Although there was a look of fatigue between his eyebrows, his eyes flashed. It seemed that he was also full of energy to prepare for the upcoming assessment.

Two days passed quickly, and the tense atmosphere in the chrysanthemum courtyard became more and more tense. Even the usual lunch break was less talk and laughter, and there was more review scene of holding books.

Of course, Yang Yanzhao also reads books day and night, but even so, he still has no confidence in his heart. Looking at the piles of books on the desk, he is always a little flustered.

The silver of Cuiying Building has been sent yesterday. With the silver, He Yu will be busy. Because of the assessment, Yang Yanzhao did not do it with him, but with the fold house, it will naturally not be too difficult.

Just after dawn, a trace of white crossed the dark curtain and appeared in the east, opening a new day as usual.

He crept to the door of the study, looked at Yang Yanzhao lying on the desk through the crack of the door, and his eyes were full of worry. He looked up at the sky and quietly left.

In the study, Yang Yanzhao suddenly woke up. The oil lamp was about to turn off, and the house was lit up a lot. It seemed that he woke up late today. He rubbed his sore neck, strode out of the study, and saw a copper basin full of water in the exhaust air.

"Son, after this hour, you don't have to practice martial arts. Just wash up and go to the college."

He took the copper basin and put it on the table in the courtyard. Yang Yanzhao washed his dizzy forehead with water. "Yes, although practicing martial arts requires perseverance, it is indeed busy these two days, and it should not be a big deal to stop."

While Yang Yanzhao was having breakfast, He Yu came out of the room, washed his face randomly, sat on his side, picked up the bowl and ate it.

"How is the shop going tonight?"

Hearing the words, a touch of excitement flashed on He Yu's tired face and swallowed the porridge in his mouth. "I'm busy. According to what Brother Yan Zhao said, it is estimated that it will take four or five days to continue to open."

He Yu said that the layout method is Yang Yanzhao told him about the business scenes of restaurants and other places in the previous life. In addition, the latter's inferences on business may cause a lot of sensation after opening.

After eating, He Yu went out to be busy with the shop, but before leaving, he patted Yang Yanzhao and Zhang Qian on the chest, "Brother Yanzhao, Brother Qiu Bai, I'm waiting for your good news."

The two of them said goodbye to He Yu with a smile and went to the college. There were no words along the way. Today, they were going to take the examination. They all frowned and thought about their own things.

The water vapor on the clear water pool has also become more and more ethereal with the advent of summer. The quiet green grass and the slightly warm morning wind brushed by, spitting out the fragrance of quiet books and ink.

In the silence, the sound of recitation is very clear. On the day of the examination, the people who come naturally do not want to waste the period before the examination.

"Brother Yanzhao, there are still some hours. How about you and me reviewing for a while?"

Zhang Qian, who was still calm, was a little nervous when he saw this situation. After talking to Yang Yanzhao, he went straight to the edge of the blue stone where he used to hold the scroll.

Such a move made Yang Yanzhao's thoughts confused a little, but now it's only half an hour, and he can't do anything. In the past two days, there have been a lot of things in his mind, and his head has also risen sharply. It's better to take advantage of the rest now.

The crisp bell rang, and Yang Yanzhao, who was staring at the pool, took his eyes back and walked to the chrysanthemum courtyard with others. Seeing his calm appearance, Zhang Qian, who was not far away, couldn't help clenching his fist.

Geng Yuanfu, the dean of the college who appeared three days ago, walked in in the expectation of everyone. The blue gown made him a little energetic. The hair over his shoulders was still not tied up, and it was neatly sprinkled on his thin shoulders.

"In just three days, it made me feel waves again. It seems that I'm really old, and even my mood has begun to shake a little."

Geng Yuanfu sighed and said, with self-deprecating and seemed to be a little joy. He glanced at the students in Juyuan. "You are all young and handsome. You are much better than my late body. Young man, you will show it in the future. When there is a gully in the chest."

Slowly speaking, it seems that he is sighing about the years with his old friends, and also as if he is teaching the younger generation. Suddenly, Geng Yuanfu's words turned around, and his wide sleeves shook a half an arc. "Today's assessment is divided intofu and policy theory, and the assignment is untitled, and you can write freely.

As for the strategy theory, it is based on the topic of our government's official examination and recruiting people from all over the world to enter the temple.

As soon as the policy topic came out, the students in the chrysanthemum institute suddenly changed their faces, not because of the difficulty of the assessment, but because the topic of the strategy was like a knife. Mr. Lanxi avoided the enlightenment of the government, but gave them the problem of having to touch this taboo.

For a moment, the students of Juyuan, who were already full of confidence and full of ambition, couldn't help frowning, and Yang Yanzhao was no exception.

However, Yang Yanzhao is not too worried about the policy theory. He still has some understanding of the scholar and official system in the early Song Dynasty, and the pros and cons are also very clear. But at this moment, of course, he has to talk about it in a good way.

But in this way, it will be the same, and it will certainly not be favored by Mr. Lanxi. However, when it comes to the disadvantages, white and black words will inevitably be charged with defaming the court.

That's all. That's how the strategy is written. Since Mr. Lanxi has come up with this topic, he will naturally deal with the answer questions well. Otherwise, if it is implicated, San Zui'an will also be affected.

After making a strategy to answer the question, Yang Yanzhao couldn't help but feel relieved, but then he had a headache and was untitled. This is no different from the previous self-propositional composition, but it was more difficult to start with the question. For a while, countless fragments flashed in his mind, but he didn't know how to choose what to write.

Unconsciously, Yang Yanzhao's forehead oozed a trace of sweat. Although there are only two questions at present, it is more difficult than any exam in the previous life, or even more difficult than killing the enemy with a gun.

I subconsciously raised my head and saw Geng Yuanfu looking out of the window. The rising sun passed through the window paper, and the green bamboo was poured on his weather-beaten body, and his frosty white hair was crystal clear.

"It seems that I'm really old..."

The desolate sigh full of vicissitudes of life sounded in Yang Yanzhao's ears again, making him feel sad about the old man in front of him. This should be a person who worries about the country and the people. Otherwise, how can he be old and look at thousands of miles away, but unable to run?

Perhaps because of some taboos, he holds a book and educates people on the edge of this remote Qingtan. Although Luo Hong has been buried in the dust, he is still making the mud to protect flowers.

"You are all young and handsome men, young men, and they are in full bloom. In the future, it will be the time for you to show your breasts."

Countless thoughts flashed in his mind, but Yang Yanzhao's heart was more clear. Although the endowment of this assessment is untitled, it has already been questioned.

What Mr. Lanxi wants is to see that the disciples of the college can do something, otherwise the policy theory will not take scholars as the topic. This is obviously the ambition and ambition of the people who ask questions.

In his memory, there is a very suitable article, that is, the young man who sings the whole country!

Thinking of this, Yang Yanzhao sharpened the ink and quickly wrote it on the paper. Seeing this situation, Xu Shi, who stood with his hands on his back, quickly turned his eyes to Geng Yuanfu, who was still looking out of the window.

He started to write. I don't know if he can achieve what his mentor wants?