(thirty)
After entering Yanjing, Sunge was no longer an old beggar, nor a servant of officials, but became the most inconspicuous old scholar among the crowd.
Depressed and frustrated, he was still struggling to pass the imperial examination at an early age, unable to sell his literary and martial arts to the emperor's family.
The gray-haired old scholar is pitiable, but he is not unique.
Sunge planned to stay at the inn where Xin Qiji was staying and escort Xin Qiji on his last journey before the exam.
However, there were so many people asking for help that the inn was already overcrowded.
Even if there are vacant rooms that haven't been occupied yet, they are booked early.
There was no other way, so Sunge had no choice but to live in the big house he bought in Yanjing.
The courtyard is deep and the old man is lonely.
She was so pitiful that she couldn't even get a single room in the inn.
Sunge ate the freshest seasonal fruits, enjoyed the maid's beating of her legs and shoulders, and pretended to feel sorry for herself.
Alas, her sweet grandson is so lively at the inn.
Neighbors on the left and right looked up and looked down at their capitals, and saw the grand gestures with splendid articles written all over them. What they heard was the sound of sages reciting books from the partition wall, and when they looked down they heard the rich fragrance of ink.
It's not like her, who can only stay in an empty house alone, listening to the rain, watching flowers and walking birds.
so poor.
Sun Ge sat on the spacious and cushioned Taishi chair, watching the last ray of the setting sun return to dusk.
"Go down first."
Sun Ge raised his hand and said calmly.
As night fell, so did the guests she was waiting for.
She was not willing to spend another six years waiting for the long-awaited opportunity.
She must quickly expose the rocks under the seemingly calm tide. No matter how ferocious and rugged it is, it is better than the peace she can get by waiting for death in humiliation.
As the night progressed, two people entered the deep house one after another.
These two people were carefully trained by her and Yue Fei. Before Wan Yanliang moved the capital, they settled in and took charge of all affairs in Yanjing.
Sunge informed the two of his plans.
A two-pronged approach, shooting left and right.
On the one hand, she wanted to imitate the former Yue country official Wen Zhong's method of bribery and lobbying Bo Pi, and blew a southward wind in Jinting.
The Jin people never looked down upon the weak Southern Song Dynasty.
Not to mention Wan Yanliang, the benefactor of the Southern Song Dynasty who was known for being warlike and bent on expanding his territory and conquering the Southern Song Dynasty.
When the wind rises, Lin'an's performance is as weak and bully as ever, so her plan will come true.
On the other hand, instigating Wan Yanyong's hatred towards the financial owner Wan Yanliang made the fire of hatred burn even more intensely.
Wan Yanliang was cruel and lustful. When he first usurped the throne, he made a bold statement: "Watch the most beautiful wife in the world."
This is a master who does what he says. As long as he likes someone, no matter his status, whether he is married or not, even if it is the wife and daughter of a royal family member, he will still grab it.
Wanyanyong's wife, Wulinda, was ordered by Wanyan Liang to serve in Beijing. Wulinda committed suicide on her way to Beijing.
Seizing his wife not only hurts the relationship between husband and wife, but also Wan Yanyong's face and dignity.
The financial owner, Wan Yanliang, did not just steal Wan Yanyong's wife.
In other words, Wan Yanliang, who was both cruel and devoid of martial ethics, had already aroused dissatisfaction and hatred among the aristocratic class of the Jin Kingdom.
As long as this wind blows Wanyan Liang's ambition and this fire ignites Wanyan Yong's hatred, then Wan Yanliang dares to lead his army to destroy the Southern Song Dynasty, and Wanyan Yong dares to usurp the throne through a coup. shame,
The Kingdom of Jin was in chaos and Lin'an was in panic. This was her opportunity.
The belated opportunity was brought about by herself.
…
The scientific examination will proceed as scheduled.
Sun Ge, like an ordinary elder, watched Xin Qiji enter the Yanjing Gongyuan from afar.
A few days passed by in a flash.
When I went in, I was high-spirited and radiant, but when I came out, I was exhausted and haggard.
Sun Ge was still watching from a distance and did not step forward.
But Xin Qiji seemed to suddenly have piercing eyes, pushing aside the crowd and heading towards
She comes.
Sunge: She was exposed?
impossible!
Her disguise skills are unparalleled in the world.
Sunge put his hands behind his back and stared at the door of Gongyuan with longing eyes, not even giving a single glance to Xin Qiji who was getting closer and closer.
"grandfather!"
Xin Qiji's slightly tired voice sounded.
Sungei turned a deaf ear.
"grandfather!"
Xin Qiji raised his voice.
Sunge frowned and said, "Whose boy are you from? How can you be so clinging to something?"
"A boy from the Xin family."
"Grandpa, I recognize you." Xin Qiji was helpless.
Sunge wondered, could this be the embodiment of what turned into ashes?
"Grandpa, I recognized you in that black shop."
Sunge: The clown is actually herself!
"How did you recognize it?" Sunge asked shamelessly.
Xin Qiji frowned, "Taste."
"It's impossible. I'm very dedicated to playing the role of a beggar. There's no way I can smoke incense."
Sunge couldn't help but retort.
Xin Qiji sighed, "Grandpa, do you think there is any possibility that it has been pickled?"
"The incense in your study has remained unchanged for more than ten years."
"It just so happens that I have a keen sense of smell and I grew up in your arms."
The corner of Sunge's mouth twitched. She didn't accept this possibility.
She is not bacon!
"Then you were more than ten meters away from me just now, how did you recognize me at a glance?"
Xin Qiji answered every question, "Grandpa, it's because you looked at me for too long, and your eyes were too revealing; eh."
"Reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, micro-expressions, and clues were all taught to me by you yourself."
"Grandpa, can you go home?"
Suddenly, Sun Ge felt that the booklet in his arms was burning his chest.
Bah, it’s a shame that she recorded so many things in such a dense manner.
Densely is her self-esteem, revising the score again and again.
It turns out that this is just her own script.
"Go and stay at your inn."
Of course, a big house can only comfort an elderly person like her who is physically and mentally traumatized.
Xin Qiji said no more, closed his eyes, curved the corners of his mouth, pretended to be faint and leaned on Sunge's shoulder.
Sunge: No, that’s right.
"Do you understand, respecting the elderly and loving the young?"
The young man is so shameless.
Did she teach the boy bad things?
Xin Qiji did not open his eyes, still leaning on Sun Ge's shoulder, his chapped lips lightly opened, "Yes, I am Xiao."
"Grandpa, please take care of me."
Sunge rolled his eyes, "Shame on you, stay away from me."
"Smelly!"
"Don't you have any idea? You've been in there for so long."
"I'm counting to three."
"three!"
Xin Qiji stood up suddenly, straightened his back, and became the young man as tall as a pine as a bamboo again.
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