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[079] In the name of the little poet, I, Ge Mou, and You Rongyan(1/2)

Yunqi Inn.

This is the best inn on Zhuangyuan Street.

Different from Cyclamen, which is famous all over the world for its drunken fairy wine and "Qi Gong's banquet", Yunqi Inn is famous for having produced more than a hundred champions.

The current plaque was inscribed by Liu Shouyi, the chief minister of the dynasty.

"I'm not afraid to tell you that my examination room at that time was right next door to Xiao Shijun!"

"real or fake?"

"..."

A group of people were sitting in the lobby talking. Member Ge Changming was sitting outside in the corner, listening with interest.

"Tell me, what does little Shijun look like and how old is he?"

"Well... to be honest, although he aroused everyone's curiosity when he handed in the paper, at that time everyone thought he handed in a blank paper and didn't pay much attention..."

"cut……"

"If you say it, you haven't said it yet."

"Outside, you only saw the vision of the ancestors and the two saints reading together. Do you know what the signs are before the holy reading?"

"Is there any sign before the Holy Reading?"

"Say it quickly!"

"Hehe. Let me tell you, after Xiao Shijun left, not long after, a strong wind suddenly started blowing up in Gongyuan! The wind was so strong that I have never seen it in my life!"

"Strong wind?"

"According to what you said, it would be fine if you didn't start the answer, but wouldn't it be a disaster for the one who finished half of it?"

"Don't you know this? The wind was so strong that it was difficult to open one's eyes, but it didn't blow even a single paper at all!"

"Hiss...is there such a weird thing?"

"This is the blessing of Confucianism. I can't bear the candidates' years of hard work to be wasted."

"It's a pity that Xiao Shijun did not attend the Deer Ming Banquet..."

"..."

These days, Ge Changming has listened to Xiao Shijun's story many times, and there are many versions.

The little poet is only ten years old and is a well-deserved child prodigy.

Why is this little poet who is nine feet tall and more beautiful than a woman?

There are many different opinions.

But Ge Changming knew that this little poet was Su Ping from their Xiaohe Village.

It's that Su Ping who has been copying books at his home for half a year!

When he first heard that Xie Yuan was called Su Ping, he thought it was just the same name.

But by chance, I learned that Su Jieyuan came from a humble background and was now the son-in-law of Duke Dingguo.

Only then did he realize that Su Ping had reached such a high level.

While sighing, uncontrollable pride arose spontaneously.

Look!

Although I am only a child, even Xiao Shijun and Xin Ke Jieyuan have studied here!

Isn't this more rewarding than passing the exam to become a scholar?

Ge Changming felt extremely comfortable and drank a bowl of tea based on those discussions.

"Ge Weng."

At this moment, a voice sounded behind him.

Ge Changming immediately heard that it was Su Ping's voice, but he was not surprised. Instead, his face changed wildly, he turned around and pulled Su Ping upstairs.

"Forehead……"

Su Ping did not resist and allowed Ge Changming to take him into the guest room.

Ge Changming looked carefully to make sure no one was following him, and then he locked the door with confidence.

"Ge Weng, what are you doing?"

Su Ping said in confusion.

"Why are you still in Yangjing?!"

Ge Changming lowered his voice and asked extremely anxiously: "Leave quickly, before they find you, leave quickly!"

Without waiting for Su Ping to answer, Ge Changming hurriedly took out his package and started rummaging through it.

He kept talking while rummaging around.

"The Duke's Mansion must be making things difficult for you, right?"

"Don't try to hide it from me, I've already guessed it."

"It's not 'going out to study' as Third Young Master said. You just ran away."

"If Duke Ding wants to harm you, there is no point in reporting it to the official. It is right to run away."

"..."

Although he and Ge Ping'an had been well taken care of during these days in Yangjing, Shen Yushu not only arranged for him to stay at Yunqi Inn and paid for all expenses, but also accepted Ge Ping'an as the dignified third son.

student.

However, he was not paralyzed by this appearance.

The Duke’s Mansion, his son-in-law, brought him to Yangjing, and Su Ping who was ‘going out to study’.

It's not right to connect these things together.

In addition, the incident of "Little Shijun was bullied by an evil slave" is still circulating in Yangjing.

A version closer to the truth was sorted out in Ge Changming's mind.

The Duke of Dingguo is plotting to kill Su Ping!

Although it is not necessarily killing someone, he is definitely planning something!

The Ge family father and son are basically the tools used by Duke Dingguo to blackmail Su Ping!

That's right, he is just a child with a humble life.

But the book of sages told him what it means to be upright and what it means to be a gentleman.

In the midst of his thoughts, Ge Changming found a small cloth bag and stuffed it into Su Ping's hand: "Take this money and leave quickly. The farther you can go, the better!"

"Ge Weng..."

Su Ping clutched the money bag and froze on the spot.

"Why are you still stunned? Let's go quickly!"

Seeing Su Ping not moving, Ge Changming became more and more anxious: "Although you have been hiding in Beijing for so many days without being discovered, it is different now. There must be someone watching here. If you don't leave, it will be too late!"

"Ge Weng, I'm not leaving."

Su Ping suddenly laughed.

"Are you worried about me and Ping An?"

Ge Changming was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized, pretending to be confident and said: "Don't worry, the Third Young Master not only accepted Ping An as a student, but also said that he would take Ping An to the Imperial College in the next two days. With the status of a supervisor, no one will

How dare you do anything to us."

He is lying!

If you want to become a prisoner of the Imperial College, even if you are a regular prisoner, you must be at least twelve years old.

"Ge Weng, where are you talking about? Is there someone who wants to harm me?"

Su Ping's hands in his sleeves were tightly squeezed, and the expression of "can't laugh or cry" on his face was extremely natural.

"..."

Ge Changming was silent for a moment, and his expression turned cold: "It's already this time, and you still want to hide it from me? I've heard all about it..."

"Ge Weng, you misunderstood."

Su Ping shrugged, "Do you think I left because I couldn't stand the humiliation from the Duke's Mansion?"

"Is it not?"

Ge Changming asked doubtfully.

"Actually, it's not that exaggerated. It's just that I really didn't like Shen Xinlan, so I had some conflicts and ran away on impulse."

Su Ping spread his hands helplessly, "But when I came back this time, I also thought about it. They treated me so well and gave me their only daughter-in-law as their daughter-in-law. What else can I be dissatisfied about?"
To be continued...
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