Half a month later, the time for taking the exam is getting closer and closer.
Juichun is three hundred miles away from the capital, and it takes both land and water routes. It is estimated that it will take nearly two months on the road.
Yi Huaqi had already calculated the date. He wanted to leave later and stay in the capital for a few days. After all, he didn't have much money in hand.
The poem he wrote that day was almost like a plague, and within a few days it spread throughout Juechun City and the entire state.
During this period, Yi Huaqi was flipping through books and studying hard almost day and night. However, suddenly the number of people visiting him suddenly increased, and at the same time, rare matchmakers came to his door to talk to him as matchmakers. Among them were many ladies from well-known families in Chuncheng City. Hua Qi is extremely annoyed.
It was noon that day, and Yi Huaqi was sitting by the bed and reading a book intently.
"Master Yi, Master Yi."
At this time, a charming voice sounded outside his door.
Yi Huaqi took a look and saw a little girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, wearing a green robe, waving a silk handkerchief and calling him.
"Hey!" Yi Huaqi sighed helplessly, stood up, walked out, and opened the courtyard door, "May I ask what the girl wants to do with Yi?"
"Of course I'm good for you!" The little girl smiled mysteriously, and then took out a red greeting card from the purse on her waist, "This is a gift from my girl."
"This is..." Yi Huaqi looked at the invitation and was a little confused.
"Take it, I'm leaving!" The little girl handed the invitation to Yi Huaqi and turned around to leave before Yi Huaqi could say anything.
Watching the little girl's back walking further and further away, Yi Hua closed the courtyard door, returned to the window, and opened the greeting card.
But I saw several lines of beautiful small characters written on the greeting card. It looked like it was written by a woman. At the same time, the characters were like lotus flowers and as graceful as paintings. They were so beautiful that they could tell that the person who wrote them had profound skills.
"It's her!" Yi Huaqi said lightly when he saw the name on the greeting card, then shook his head and smiled bitterly, "How can I go to a place like Baifeng Tower casually?"
After saying that, he threw Yuerong's greeting card aside.
A few days later, the little girl came again, handed him a greeting card, and left immediately after giving it to him like last time.
Yi Huaqi had no intention of going and still ignored him.
But Yuerong seemed to be hardened by the weight. The more Yi Huaqi refused to go, she sent greetings to Yi Huaqi again and again. Until finally, the little girl became familiar with him and didn't call him outside the door at all. Just open the door and come in, throw the greeting card into the window, and chat with him for a few words, asking him about going to Beijing to take the exam.
More than a month went by in the blink of an eye.
Yi Huaqi sat by the window, looking at the deserted night outside.
"We are leaving tomorrow. This is the only time in ten years." Yi Huaqi said softly.
Then he raised his hand to close the window, and at this moment, the sound of horse hooves came in the dark night, and suddenly stopped at the door of his courtyard.
Yihua started to start
He paused for a moment and looked out the door suspiciously.
But the curtain of the carriage opened a gap, and a graceful figure walked down. After taking a look at Yi Huaqi's thatched hut, he opened the courtyard door and walked in.
Then the sound of horse hooves was heard, and within a moment it disappeared into the night.
Yi Huaqi quickly stood up and pushed open the door. The moment he opened the door, he was stunned.
"Miss Yuerong, it's you..."
"What? Can't I come?"
The person who came was Yuerong. When she saw Yi Huaqi's surprised look, she covered her mouth and smiled softly.
"Ah? Okay, it's just..." Yi Huaqi was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the sky, the meaning was obvious.
Yuerong just pretended not to notice and looked directly at Yi Huaqi, "Why don't you want me to come in and sit down?"
"It's getting dark now, I'm afraid it's not going to be good." Upon hearing this, Yi Huaqi still had no intention of inviting Yue Rong in.
"What's so bad? Could it be that Mr. Yi dislikes my identity as a brothel girl? If I'm a slave like this, I'll leave now." Yue Rong's voice suddenly became sad, and she said with a sad expression.
"How is that possible?" Yi Huaqi waved his hand quickly, thought for a while, then gritted his teeth and said, "Please."
After saying that, he leaned out of the house.
Yuerong took a deep look at Yi Huaqi, a smile suddenly appeared on her face, and she stepped in.
Yi Huaqi looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he closed the door gently.
"This humble house is simple, don't dislike it, girl." When they arrived at the house, Yi Huaqi picked up a chair and said sheepishly.
"It's okay. I think this place is quite nice. It's quiet and elegant. There's a bamboo forest behind the house. It's a rare paradise in Juanchun City." Yuerong said nonchalantly, and then looked at the books on the table. , picked up a book at random and started reading.
By the dim candlelight, Yuerong's figure at this time looked even more beautiful, especially the look on her face when she was reading a book. Yi Huaqi seemed to have seen what she looked like when she was the daughter of a big family.
Yi Huaqi did not interrupt.
Yuerong was also fascinated by what she saw.
After a long time, Yuerong put down the books and sighed, "Baifeng Tower has everything, but no books."
"How can sage books enter a place like that?" Yi Huaqi also said casually.
There was silence between the two of them.
After a while, Yuerong looked at Yi Huaqi and asked with a smile, "Master, do you know why I came here today?"
Yi Huaqi frowned, thought for a while and shook his head lightly.
"What I said in the house that day still stands. I wonder if the young master is willing to have me." Yuerong said quietly.
"Ah!" Yi Huaqi was shocked. He didn't expect that Yuerong came here for that matter. He waved his hand quickly, "No, no!"
"Why not? I think the young master has already known what I want. Isn't my beauty worthy of the young master's attention?"
"That
Not really, it’s just..."
"Then why..."
Before Yi Huaqi could finish speaking, Yuerong stood up and approached Yi Huaqi, asking without hesitation.
"girl...."
Yi Huaqi wanted to say something else, but suddenly Yuerong flew up and lay directly into Yi Huaqi's arms.
"Since that day when I saw the poem written by the young master, Yue Rong's heart has been yours..."
"..."
It's bright.
As soon as Yi Huaqi got up, he found that there was no one beside the bed. Looking at the quilt with bright peonies in bloom, Yi Huaqi smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Hua Qi, are you up?" At this time, Yuerong's voice sounded outside the house.
Yi Huaqi was stunned and looked towards the door, only to see Yuerong slowly walking towards him with a bowl of porridge.
"You..." Yi Huaqi smiled bitterly again.
"You said last night that you would marry me when you come back, no matter whether you are in high school or not." Yuerong sat on the edge of the bed and caressed Yi Huaqi's chest with her jade hands.
Yi Huaqi held Yuerong's hand and nodded solemnly.
"I keep my word."
Time flies by in the blink of an eye.
Forty years later.
The sun is shining brightly, which is extremely rare in this rainy city of tired spring.
"Da da da." A bunch of horseshoes sounded suddenly, running towards Juechun West City.
Not long after, the coachman pulled the reins, and several tall horses stopped in front of an extremely luxurious house.
As soon as the carriage stopped, a dozen extremely fierce strong men wearing armor and swords at their waists immediately protected the carriage.
"The Prime Minister is here!" At this time, the big man who was leading the group of more than a dozen people said respectfully, bowing his hands in front of the luxurious carriage.
"Well!" An old man's voice came from the car, and then the old man said to another person in the car, "Madam, we are home."
"Well, go down, sir." After a while, an old woman's voice was heard from inside.
Then, the curtain of the car was opened, and a majestic old man with white beard and white hair, who was more than anyone else and less than ten thousand people, walked out. He was the prime minister who is now famous in the world and is regarded as the teacher of students in the world. Yi Huaqi.
As soon as Yi Huaqi landed, he turned around to help the woman who came down after him.
This woman also has gray hair, but looking at her appearance at this time, we can vaguely see the allure of her youth, and she is none other than Yue Rong.
"Lord Xiangguo, your place has been rebuilt by Wang Mu, the county magistrate of Juechuncheng, and there is no one living in it." The big man at the head bowed respectfully to Yi Huaqi and said.
Yi Huaqi looked at the gorgeous house in front of him, his eyes flashing with light, but he was not excited at all.
He recalled the thatched cottage at that time. It was quiet and elegant back then, but now it was beyond recognition.
"Hey, the memories of the past are so ruined." Yi Hua Qiyao
The head smiled bitterly.
Yuerong took Yi Huaqi's hand and said with a smile on her face, "You are the Prime Minister, who dares to let your former residence be in such a miserable state? It is only human nature for Wu Yuanshan, the state capital, and Wang Mu to behave like this."
Yi Huaqi nodded. He had been in the officialdom for more than forty years. Now that he was in this position, there was nothing he couldn't understand. He didn't blame the people who renovated his house, but he just felt it was a pity.
"Should we go in and take a look?" Yuerong asked, looking at the change in Yi Huaqi's expression.
"I'm not going, let's go back." Yi Huaqi shook his head indifferently and returned to the carriage.
"Da da da."
The carriage moved again, and then disappeared.
Several times later, on the river bank outside Juechun City, a small boat floated quietly on the river.
Yi Huaqi sat on the table and put the tea in his hand into his mouth.
Yue Rong's old face was full of tenderness.
She was right. Yi Huaqi was indeed not a creature in the pool. Ever since Yi Huaqi came to Beijing to take the exam, Yuerong redeemed herself and waited for him in Yi Huaqi's thatched house.
After waiting for nearly a year, Yi Huaqi, the number one scholar appointed by the emperor, returned home amidst the cheers of thousands of people.
Similarly, the affectionate Yi Huaqi married Yuerong Mingzheng the first thing he did when he returned to his hometown and became his wife.
But one thing Yuerong didn't expect was that since Yi Huaqi became the number one scholar in high school, his official career had been rising steadily. In just 20 years, he had reached the position of Grand Minister of the State, and he had been there for more than 20 years.
Every time she thought of this, Yuerong couldn't help but feel lucky for her decision back then.
"Madam, would you like to sing another song for me?" Yi Huaqi looked at Yuerong with a smile and said.
Yuerong's old face raised a smile, "Yes, but first I need the master to compose a poem for me."
The two of them looked at each other, remembering the time when they met sixty years ago.
Yi Huaqi laughed, stroked his beard, shook his head and sighed, "Okay!"
His eyes moved slightly, he thought about it, and then he chanted.
The clouds are like clothes, the flowers are like faces, the spring breeze is blowing the threshold, and the dew is thick.
If we hadn't seen him at the top of Qunyu Mountain, he would have met at Yaotai under the moon.
Yue Rong's beautiful eyes rolled, she covered her mouth and smiled softly, as if she had returned to her youth.
"Master is really a great talent." After saying that, he took the pipa from the servant and played it gently.
It was still the same melody, still the same person, but the voice was no longer clear and graceful, but it filled Yi Huaqi's heart like a warm current.
Yi Huaqi closed his eyes and admired it quietly.
"boom!"
At this moment, there was a sudden earth-shattering explosion in the sky.
Yi Huaqi opened his eyes fiercely, stood up and looked at the sky, only to see streaks of white light dividing the entire void into countless pieces, and strange and complicated spiritual patterns emerged among them.
"What's going on!" Yuerong also took a step forward and walked to Yi Huaqi's side.
, said with wide eyes and shock.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in their eyes, and they both showed a look of understanding.
The next moment, the two old men who were leaning against each other suddenly separated and looked at each other warily.
"small bug."
"Bitch!"
(End of chapter)
