My historian is dying every day

―I watch the college entrance examination

In February of the spring cut, the Beijing-China Conference was held for a trial.

It turns out that the college entrance examination has nothing to do with the current Wen Yanzhi, but at the beginning of the new year, he caught up with the Imperial City Repair Works Department, and Father Wen wiped his tears in the Ministry of Works because of his distress, so he asked someone in one fell swoop Changed Wen Yanzhi to the Ministry of Rites and put him in the middle of the matter. He originally thought that he would only be responsible for official duties such as transcribing the case books, but unexpectedly at the end of January, the envoy sent by Ren Tuo to the court died suddenly. The department was so busy dealing with the funeral affairs that they were supposed to invigilate the exam. The chiefs of the etiquette department who were supposed to invigilate the exam had more important affairs and couldn't get away. Wen Yanzhi was nominated by the waiter Xue Yi to supervise the department, which attracted many people His eyes were blue and white, as if he was jealous of him getting a good job for being so cheap.

Early this morning, in Wen Yanzhi's dream, he heard the copper kettle in the yard ding-dong, and he opened his eyes to look out of the window. It was still dark, so he couldn't help turning his head on the bed and resting his forehead in Qi Xing's arms, sighing. He breathed a sigh of relief: "It's better to stay in the Ministry of Industry." After a while, he was annoyed again.

Qi Li had heard the hourglass beating a long time ago, although he hadn't opened his eyes at this time, he had already evoked a smile when he heard the words, raised his hand around Wen Yanzhi and rubbed the back of Wen Yanzhi's head, he just hugged him and got up to wash and dress, and stood in the main hall to replace Wen Yanzhi. He arranged the green robe and sash of the Ministry of Rites.

With a faint smile, watching the little idiot obediently finish eating a table of pastries, wiping his mouth and scooping up another bowl of porridge and gulping it down, Qi Xing couldn't help hooking his chin and kissing his little mouth, saying deeply: "I see You have been well-raised in the past few years, and you even regret being an official."

Wen Yanzhi hadn't woken up from his sleep, rubbed his eyes and before he could think of an answer, Qi Xing had already picked him up on the frame that was prepared outside the yard, let him squint his eyes for a while, and sent him off after a while. When I arrived outside the North Street Gongyuaner, thinking that the scientific examination would take three days, I couldn't help pinching his face and said: "Wen Dadai, if you are really tired after three days, then resign, and I will take you to the northern suburbs together." Stay in the palace for a while."

Wen Yanzhi woke up under his finger, and heard that the Zhongxin Branch of Chewai Street had already lined up outside the Gongyuaner, waiting for the registration number, and recorded the sound of famous officials eating and drinking, and finally fell asleep and completely fell asleep. San, seeing Qi Xing's distressed expression, couldn't help but patted his fingers: "I'm just a job examiner, I'll come out after three days after entering, don't worry so much."

After finishing speaking, he said goodbye to Qi Xing and got off the carriage, but he saw clumps of Confucian scholars' Qinglan and gray-brown shirts piled up in the street outside the tribute courtyard, looking up into the tribute courtyard, not only Qiu leisurely among them Among those who participated in the examination, there were even Qiu Xian who came to watch the bustle and envy, and those who were also looking forward to by their parents, and those whose wives and children sent dry food to the examiners for the exam.

Wen Yanzhi recalled that when he entered the test, he came to Beijing alone and rented a small courtyard with Gong Zhiyuan. He really referred to the fact that his father and brother were in office at that time, so they were unable to come because they avoided suspicion, so he never experienced all the attachments in front of him. So, when I walked into the Gongyuan, I was alone, standing at the door and looking back, there was no one behind me.

Thinking of this, he walked to the stone steps of the Gongyuan and couldn't help standing still. When he turned his head suddenly, the crowd of people flowing along the street was like a river. Then he saw Qixian across the street raising the curtain in the carriage to look at him, and seeing him turn his head, he leisurely smiled at him with his heroic eyebrows stretched.

That smile was natural, and Wen Yanzhi waved at him with a smile, and told him to go back silently. Thinking of what he had heard from Qi Cheng in the morning, he asked that the officialdom was busy and the officialdom was like dust. Well, with his idiot temper, has he regretted his participation in the department and becoming an official long ago?

But Wen Yanzhi actually wanted to say that he had never regretted it.

If he hadn't traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to take the test alone, he wouldn't have been inscribed on the gold list. If he hadn't been the number one scholar in Mingde eighteen, how could he be destined to record history in front of Qi Xianyu, let alone Will he be with you forever?

No matter how lonely he is along the way, no matter how many divergences in his life in the future, he will not regret it if he is full of vigor.

As long as he walked down this road and met him everywhere, he would not regret it for a moment.