With such a configuration, it is difficult for Chang Yan to avoid smelling danger.
He turned his head, and Jiang San was already knocking on the door.
On one side is the pastry cooperation that is about to be negotiated, and on the other side is the elusive elder brother who is obviously being followed.
With almost no hesitation, Chang Yan stuffed the cake into Aunt Zhang's hand, pulled Jiang Sheng and hid in a corner, and signaled Jiang San and Jiang Si to stay away with his eyes.
When the master who was holding his waist came to open the door, he saw only Aunt Zhang.
He was surprised and happy, "How come you...you came alone?"
"Probably so." Aunt Zhang replied blankly.
There were obviously a lot of people when I arrived, but in the blink of an eye I was the only one left.
However, with the pastries in hand and the door already open, she could only go in bravely, "I'm here to visit Master Kong and talk about cooperation..."
The door opened and closed, and silence returned.
Jiang Sheng was finally able to speak out, "Fifth brother, what happened?"
Chang Yan pursed his lips and shook his head. He originally wanted Jiang Sheng to go home first, but thinking about his sister's stubborn temper, he swallowed it again.
That’s all.
We agreed to advance and retreat together, even if there is danger, we must face it together.
"It's eldest brother." He said softly, "Auntie is not in danger here, Master. Let's follow him and take a look first."
Jiang San and Jiang Si didn't understand at first, but when they saw the two men in black, and then Xu Mo and the other three people who looked hurriedly in front, they were instantly excited.
After doing the chores of delivering goods and collecting accounts for so long, it was finally their turn to show off their talents.
at the same time.
Xu Mo was holding the rice paper he had been looking for for a long time, reading the talented article on it, and searching for the residence of the owner of the article.
Such a talent, such a student, who studied hard for more than ten years in Han Chuang, turned out to be Zhu Zhi's wedding dress. It is really disappointing.
Fortunately, the brothers of the Qi family persevered in helping to search, and they were able to find the student who helped Zhu Zhi win the title of Juren among thousands of people trying to catch a knife.
"It should be here."
Several people walked through more than a dozen alleys and stopped in front of the most run-down courtyard. They were all a little confused.
According to what the rich student said at the beginning, the people who wrote ghost stories all got a lot of money. They were not rich, but they were able to have enough food, clothing, and shelter, so they would not be so shabby.
Qi Huai hesitantly stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Not long after, a student came out, about twenty years old, wearing white clothes, with a cold and gloomy expression.
He was not confused when he saw Xu Mo and others, but said coldly, "Who are you looking for?"
"Is it An Jun?" Qi Huai said.
The student's expression became more and more gloomy, and it took him a while before he replied, "Don't look for me again, I won't be a knife hunter anymore."
After saying that, he slammed the wooden door.
Qi Huai's face was covered with ashes, he touched his nose and said nothing.
Xu Mo's eyes suddenly lit up and he stepped forward and said, "Xuezi An, I'm not looking for you to be a ghostwriter. I want to talk to you about other things."
Still unmoved inside.
Xu Mo and Qi Huai looked at each other and could only come up with their trump card, "I heard that you ghostwritten for the young master of the Zhu family and helped him become the master of the nation..."
Before he finished speaking, the wooden door was opened again, and An Jun looked over angrily.
"What on earth are you going to do? I'm no longer a knife hunter, and I don't have any money for you to plunder. What else do you want? Do you have to force me to leave Fengjing?" He almost yelled, "Okay, I'll leave, I won't take the exam I will never enter Fengjing again."
After saying that, he was about to pack up his remaining tattered clothes.
Qi Huai looked moved, and Qi Huai's younger brother Qi Yue couldn't help but stepped forward to stop him.
Xu Mo raised his hand to stop them and quietly watched An Jun vent his emotions.
Several pieces of clothes that had been washed until they turned white and had holes were rubbed and pulled repeatedly, but they did not get into the small navy blue bundle.
An Jun sat down on the edge of the bed and sighed helplessly.
Every student who comes to Fengjing has the idea of getting ahead and reaching a higher level.
But when they finally arrived at this prosperous city, they realized that Fengjing was more like a human-devouring beast, mercilessly devouring the poor people from all over the place.
Maybe there are really people who can achieve great success and return home in glory.
But no one saw it. Among the thousands of people, only two or three bright stars appeared. The rest of the people were dim in the unknown night sky.
"I just want to take the imperial examination quietly. Why are you forcing me? I was forced to become a knife hunter at the beginning. For money and survival, I admitted it." An Jun choked, "I also admitted that I hid my selfishness and brought it out. My essays are not good enough, and I want to use my true strength in my imperial examination."
"But they... they saw through my thoughts, robbed me of my real articles, and forced me to write perfunctory articles. Because of this, I have been defeated twice. I am twenty-three years old, and I still have some children at home. Old parents, I don’t have much time to spend in Fengjing.”
"If the imperial examination is not a path that a low-class person like me can take, then I won't leave. I will go home, farm, and be a scholar honestly. I will accept it for the rest of my life!"
An Jun murmured in a low voice, and finally calmly pulled out the clothes, folded them, and put them into the small navy blue bag.
It can be seen that he will completely give up now.
Xu Mo and Qi Huai on the side looked at each other, feeling a little heavy in their hearts.
It is inevitable for a swordsman to hide his clumsiness, but it is a bit excessive to be forced by a noble family to hand over his true strength and to write half-heartedly when he takes the exam.
"Actually, you don't have to be so obedient." Qi Yue said sympathetically, "If you really pass the exam, what can they do to you?"
This was a somewhat naive question.
What can a poor student from a wealthy family do?
An Jun raised his head indifferently, "They can report me for practicing favoritism and malpractice, and even use my own articles to slander me. Not only will I not be able to become a scholar, but I will also be deprived of my status as a scholar."
Ordinary people are powerless in the face of power.
Qi Yue opened his mouth in shock.
Qi Huai on the side helped him close his chin, clenched his fist and said, "Maybe we can help you."
An Jun glanced over suspiciously.
"The ghostwriting incident has affected the fairness of the imperial examination and caused more poor students to fall into an endless cycle. You are just one of the victims." Xu Mo said in a deep voice, "We want the people of Fengjing to know about this matter. We need to let the Heavenly Family know about it so that we can completely put an end to this phenomenon."
"We know what you are worried about. We are worried that you will be punished if the matter is exposed." Qi Huai answered, "But what could be more miserable than you returning home alone? Furthermore, you are also victims. As the legitimate son of the Minister of Rites, I will try my best to reduce the punishment for you.”
Although it is just a fight, the weight of these four words, Minister of Rites, is too heavy.
An Jun sat on the edge of the bed blankly, fighting with nature and man in his heart for a long time, and finally said, "Okay."
The moment he finished speaking, the shabby wooden door was kicked open.
