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Three hundred and eighty-eighth chapter the road to the sky

Pan Xuezhong?

A very familiar name.

Liangchen subconsciously held his foothold and looked at the supervisor named Pan Xuezhong. If he heard it correctly, this young man is the "My Pan Lang" that Wu Xiuzhi talks every day.

This "Pan Lang" is very powerful. At the age of fourteen, he took the county, government and college exams in succession. He is the first person in history to be recognized as the first person in Suning County to be able to pass the exam within ten years. He is a young hero who is proud of when Suning County mentioned his name.

It can even be said that the name Pan Xuezhong represents the hope of a whole generation of Suning people.

Even Liangchen's father Wei Jinde told his two sons about the competence of the Pan family's young man at home. Master Wu even used his son-in-law's deeds several times in class to inspire his students.

All of this is because Suning County has not been a juren for more than 20 years!

In an era when everything is inferior and only high school study, a juren is too important to a poor county.

Once upon a time, Pan Xiaolangjun was an existence that Wei Liangchen could only look up to, an existence that he vowed to be a fellow Taoist with after being humiliated.

Now that this person appears in front of the good minister, he cannot help but feel very moved.

At the beginning, he and Wu Xiuzhi said that they would be friends with Pan Xuezhong. Now, they are all on the road and go their separate ways - they have become good ministers of "goddes-in-law". What should they use to be fellow Taoists with Pan Xiaolangjun?

If it were Wei Sheren, he might be able to guide the country with great enthusiasm with Brother Pan, drink freely, and then have a good family relationship, and take advantage of it.

Eunuch Wei?

I'm afraid I can't even get in.

Liangchen felt a little sad. After all, Wu Xiuzhi was the partner she had fantasized about when she was a child. Although she knew that she had an engagement with Pan Xuezhong, when the marriage finally came true, she couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable.

In the world, is there any woman who can be more touching than a teacher's daughter?

When asked about the world, what is more sad than watching the teacher’s daughter get married?

The little girl wants to be a bride, but the groom is not him.

The good minister was secretly sad, and the little things that happened to him who had taken the same car to his hometown with Wu Xiuzhi that day. Thinking of the sound of flowing water coming from the little girl's body in the dark night, his thoughts suddenly became huge. As he thought, the idea of ​​saying hello to Pan Xiaolangjun and recognizing his fellow villagers also disappeared.

If a fellow Taoist cannot do it, even a fellow villager will not do it.

You can't get up early without profit. Eunuch Wei doesn't want to make trouble for himself, or he doesn't want to make trouble for himself.

The sky is high and the birds fly. Since the little girl can’t walk on this path, I just let others walk. It’s really too unethical to always walk on other people’s paths.

Whether it is Lao Wang or Xiao Wei next door, they are all despicable in terms of secular morality, so it is natural to put on a pig cage and sink into the pond. Liangchen was finally a two-generation man with his own values ​​and moral values. If he sees it openly and thinks it openly, there will be nothing to be depressed.

If you really are a naughty embryo, a bad one, you will probably be able to open a toll station on that road.

Good ministers really can't do this.

He didn't want to meet Pan Xuezhong, so he moved to the side silently, preparing to wait until the other party came over before leaving.

....

Several of the students who were with Pan Xuezhong were all good friends in the Imperial College. Pan Xuezhong was not a playboy, and his friends were like-minded and worked hard to make progress. It was different from those who spent money in the prison and those who relied on the official position of their fathers and grandparents. They just came back from a bookstore outside, and each of them held more or less new books in their hands.

My friends knew about the letters from home urging him to get married. Pan Xuezhong did not hide it from them at the moment, and said bluntly that he would go home to get married next month, and then study hard at home, just waiting for the autumn boudoir in August.

The autumn boudoir is the provincial examination. Only after passing the provincial examination can one be called a true entry into the imperial examination. Only with the fame of the Juren, one can truly be said to have fame of the fame of the people.

Many scholars have not even passed the exam for a scholar in their lifetime. They can wake up laughing when they can pass the imperial examination. The academic style of Hejian Prefecture is not as strong as that of Nanzhi and Huguang. There are very few scholars who pass the imperial examination in each session. Suning County has not produced a juren for more than 20 years, and it is truly a juren.

It is so rare that Pan Xuezhong is a student seed, not only the county but also the government attaches great importance to it. Last year, the Imperial College quota came, and the county recommended Pan Xuezhong, hoping that the other party could study in the Imperial College, and won the provincial examination, which wiped out the shame of no juren in Suning County for more than 20 years.

Pan Xuezhong himself has also worked hard. He has made great gains in the Imperial College in the past few months and has decided to go back to his hometown to take the exam this year. As for the marriage, Pan Xuezhong is casual. It is not a big deal for him to get married before and after the examination. Because he is sure to win the examination. He also talks about whether his fiancée Wu Xiuzhi, but he definitely doesn't hate it. Since the family has decided, he will follow the arrangements.

On the wedding night, when you are in the golden list.

Pan Xuezhong's friends congratulated each other and said some auspicious words. The group came to the gate, talking and laughing. Seeing a small eunuch standing by the steps at the door, the eunuch looked a little lost. The group of people were curious. However, they didn't take it to heart. The scholars were not ashamed to be sacred, and there was no need for the children of sages to talk to the eunuch temple. Perhaps, this little eunuch might have been sent by the palace to find the school officials.

When Pan Xuezhong came to Beijing, he was repeatedly reminded by his father, so he had to walk with Zhang Bing, who was a husband in the palace. He was extremely respectful to Zhang Bing, but there were still scholars who were noble in their bones, so he looked down on those eunuchs who were disabled for glory.

However, when his eyes glanced on the eunuch's face, Pan Xuezhong was stunned for a moment, stopped and looked at the eunuch again in confusion.

He looked familiar, very familiar. Pan Xuezhong was sure that he had met this little eunuch, but he couldn't remember what the other party's name was.

In fact, although he and Wei Liangchen went to Beijing all the way, they only met a few times, and the two sides did not communicate with each other, so they really didn't know each other's name.

"Who are you?…"

Pan Xuezhong couldn't help asking, and the students who were traveling with him stopped seeing this and looked at the little eunuch.

When Liangchen saw that Pan Xuezhong had discovered him, although he couldn't get angry with this imaginary fellow Taoist, he nodded and said, "I am also from Suning. We entered Beijing together last year."

"Yes!"

Pan Xuezhong finally figured out why he felt that the eunuch looked familiar, and then he was a little surprised, "Okay, why did you become your husband?"

"What's wrong with being a husband?"
Chapter completed!
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