You know, the cold wind in Chang'an Prefecture in January is not as strong as in the south.
The governor of Chang'an, perhaps afraid that the scholars would not be able to bear it and got sick during the journey, simply decided to take advantage of the warm weather to hold the imperial examination.
A good official is rare!
For a whole day, Shen Kang didn't send anyone to ask Yu Tiance and Shen Jing to go home for dinner. He must have been really angry this time.
Shen Jing had no choice but to take some tea and a few jars of good wine by herself, and sent them back to Shen Kang early.
However, Shen Kang stayed behind closed doors.
At night, the young couple cuddled together, looking at the full moon in the sky through the window, and planning their future lives.
Businessmen could not take the imperial examination and had to perform military service.
If you don't want to be an official and want to be free, then you should pass the civil service examination, completely break away from military service and corvee, and then go into business.
For example, Mr. Jiang Hong from Nancheng.
His family was extremely wealthy, but his household registration as a merchant was changed later. Although he could no longer take the imperial examination, he had never served in the military or corvee in his life, and he was very carefree.
Yu Tiance also planned this.
If after winning the title of Juren, he would first buy a house in Chang'an, then open a painting gallery, then a teahouse, and a big inn, and become a wealthy gentleman.
In the house, the kang was burning very hot.
Because Shen Jing was rejected by Shen Kang today, she kept pouting and feeling unhappy.
Candlelight casts light shadows, in front of flowers and under the moon.
Shen Jing also drank some wine, her face was flushed, she shook her glass and said with blurred eyes: "Mr. Lang, my father actually likes you quite a lot. You are not a bad person..."
"Stop it! He's not bad to you..."
It was also painful for Shen Jing. Lang Jun and his father were fighting fiercely. She tried to smooth things over and said good things to both sides.
snort!
Shen Jing pouted her lips dissatisfied and took a sip of wine: "Mr. Lang, think about it, if he didn't like you, why would he marry me to you?"
"Because he wants to curry favor with my father."
This answer is too straightforward!
When two people spend time together, they can't say something nice, do they have to hit the nail on the head?
This is too cool!
boom!
“One-sided!!!”
Shen Jing slapped the table angrily, rolled her eyes and said, "Mr. Lang, it's because we are a perfect match. My father said that you would be the one to become the prime minister in the future, so he asked me to marry you!"
Only a ghost can believe it!
Yu Tiance understood that Shen Jing lied just for the good of this family.
Although the time travel was sparsely dressed, not only did he have some head injuries, but his father-in-law and brothers-in-law kept hurting him, but with such a devoted woman, it was okay.
After three rounds of drinking.
After you are full and warm, you have to think...hehehehe!
…
In the dead of night, Yu Tiance hugged the sad Shen Sheng and fell asleep.
The dungeon appeared in my mind again.
Yu Tiance sat on the jailer's stool, holding a bunch of keys in his hand, and opened his eyes drowsily.
However, this time it was different.
In the deepest part of the dungeon, there was a sound.
"Tiancei, the general has a sword, but he can't kill flies!"
Who is speaking?
Yu Tiance picked up the oil lamp next to the table and walked bit by bit deeper into the dungeon with the help of the faint light.
Tick, tick...
At this time, the roof of the shed was dripping with water.
It must have just rained, and the ground was a little muddy, forming puddles of water.
After Yu Tiance turned a corner, the voice became clearer: "Tiance, although the water in the ditch can merge with the ice ocean, how can the light of a candle compete with the scorching sun?"
After all, who is speaking?
Yu Tiance was alert, slowed down a bit, and continued walking along the road in the dungeon towards the side cell.
At the end, there was another person in the cell.
He sat cross-legged, facing the wall, his hair a little gray.
The bright moonlight shines through the window and falls on the man's back, making it look so weird.
When he saw the candlelight, the man slowly turned around.
He is a man in his thirties or forties.
He has a majestic appearance, soft eyes, and is initially judged not to be offensive.
"Tiance, you are here."
Yu Tiance shook his head: "Who are you and why are you here?"
The man stood up and patted the ashes on his body: "I am Lu Ban. I have been dead for many years. I don't know why I appear here, but I know you."
Weird, everything is weird.
Luban?
"Could it be Lu Ban, a craftsman from the Spring and Autumn Period?"
Um!
Lu Ban nodded: "Exactly."
Yu Tiance opened the door of the cell, walked in with a candle, looked at the person in front of him carefully, and raised his hand to hold his.
There is temperature, not ghosts.
The autumn wind rustled, as if I was in another world.
He thought before that everything was an illusion.
But it's different when the character appears. This is his own imaginary personality. Could it be said that Shen Kang gave the original owner schizophrenia with a stick?
"Senior, I have been trapped in this dungeon for a long time. As the most famous craftsman in China, can you study how to open the door of this dungeon so that we can see the outside world?"
If it wasn't a dream, there would be something wrong with him speaking like this.
Since you know it's an illusion, why do you still look at the outside world?
Everything reveals an indescribable weirdness.
But Lu Ban shook his head and said: "I am you, and you are me. Since you can't get out, even I can't get out. One day, the blocked wooden door will open by itself, and we can sit down and chat for a while. Bar."
Yu Tiance put the oil lamp on the table, sat on the straw bed, and told his sorrow...
A general has a sword but cannot kill flies.
Could it be that I was really wrong?
Could it be that we shouldn’t plot against our father-in-law, who is bent on putting his life at risk?
…
"Langjun, Langjun!"
Yu Tiance slowly opened his eyes.
Shen Jing woke him up, brought him a towel, and asked with concern: "Why are you still talking in your sleep? What do you mean, you are me, and I am you?"
Yu Tiance covered his head and shook his head.
"It's nothing, just a dream."
Seeing his wife's lonely expression, Yu Tiance felt a little softer.
No matter how wrong Shen Kang is, he is Shen Jing's father after all. He can't see him when he raises his head but never looks down. It's not an option to remain in such a stalemate.
How about getting a new and novel thing to ease the awkward atmosphere?
Thinking of this, Yu Tiance's head hurt again.
In the hallucination, Luban's voice sounded again.
"Tiance, you finally figured it out, this is the right thing. You can try to make things out of wood, because you have all my abilities! Do you want me to control your body and make a gift?"
Um?
This voice is so clear.
Yu Tiance had a vague feeling that he must have suffered from schizophrenia. Now he split into Lu Ban, and he didn't know who he split into after.
Both of my parents were doctors in my previous life. Although they were not psychiatrists, they knew about this disease.
It's easy to say that it's not a serious problem.
Some severe patients will lose themselves and do some terrible things.
Since there is no way to cure it, you must suppress your split personality and maintain your absolute ideological status!
"Stay still! Let you take control of your body? I want to eat shit!"
as expected.
He had never been exposed to woodworking, but he actually knew the structure of mortise and tenon joints, which kind of wood is stronger, and other knowledge about wood.
It's schizophrenia, no doubt!
My father-in-law likes mahjong, so why not...
Got it!
