After Gao Yue left, the girl jumped off the swing and took the silk squid handed over by the maid and wiped the sweat beads on the back of her neck and chin.

"My little lady, when you play in Yuetang yard, you have to let your servants guard the doors and windows, so that you can't let the idleness like Gao Sanlang bump into the boudoir. We are from the Weizhou house of the Cui family in Boling, which is no better than those..." The older maid came over and persuaded.

"Okay, OK." The little lady Cui pouted, "It's rare to meet the village party in Chang'an City. Isn't that a good thing? Besides, looking at that Gao Sanlang, he looks gentle and doesn't look like a bad person at all."

Unexpectedly, the old maid sneered, "Miss, where can the Gao family in Henan compare with us now? There is only one long-deprived Qishui family left in the whole clan. I think this Gao Sanlang is also a person who has been trapped in the imperial examination for a long time. Where is there any need to get to know him?"

As she said that, Miss Cui sat on the crescent stool under the corridor. Two maids came forward to adjust her head full of pearls and jade. She had just had fun swinging and her headdress was a little scattered.

"Don't you say that, nanny, don't you say that. Didn't my father be a poor scholar back then?"

"Don't mention the Fujun! You left Xichuan at the end of last year and had to go to Chang'an City Yuetang to spend the spring. You want to see what the March 3 in Chang'an City looks like, which made the Fujun boss unhappy. It's not that the old maid is too talkative. You have been in the hairpin for almost three years, and you still don't want to marry a noble family man, which makes the Fujun worry all day long. It's really." He Baofu's mother was tidying up the headwear for the young lady, but she kept complaining.

When a woman in the Tang Dynasty was thirteen years old, it means that a woman married when she reached this age. In order to demonstrate her family tradition, it is not uncommon for many high-ranking families to marry before she was thirteen years old. If she doesn't marry after she is thirteen years old, she will be called to criticize her.

But Miss Cui was not worried about the crossing of the hairpin at all. When she heard about March 3, she was so excited that she quickly slapped her hands, starry eyes raised, and asked her nanny and maid, "It is said that the most lively place in Chang'an City on March 3 is the Qujiang Conference. The newly promoted young Jinshi will gather here. The nobles from all Chang'an will also drive to Qujiang to find a good son-in-law for the daughters and ladies of each family. Ah!" After saying that, Miss Cui held her cheek with both hands and was leisurely attracted, "I will go there too, and I must see how handsome the Tanhualang in the Jinshi is. If I like it, I will naturally let my father arrange it for me."

"Is Jinshi that good?" He Baofu shook his head, meaning that with the reputation of Cui Ning, the governor of Xichuan, what kind of family can't be found.

"Of course, I am good at being a Jinshi. My literary talent depends on my own efforts. In the future, I will be able to become a noble and become a noble. I will definitely be proud of being a Jinshi's wife."

"Haha, if you look poor like Gao Sanlang today and pass the Jinshi exam, will the young lady be willing to marry?"

"The nanny, he is just a little rough in clothes and his appearance is not that bad!" Cui Xiaoniang corrected her nanny with a complaining tone, "As the saying goes, "It's not shameful to stand with those who wear foxes and raccoons in a row!" But after saying that, Cui Xiaoniang thought of the flag and said verbally, so don't stand it.

At the same time, in the middle hall of Hongshao Pavilion, Xue Yaoying sat upright on the big bed surrounded by green screens on three sides, and Gao Yue sat on the Hu bed ten feet away. "The girl in the Yuetang? That should be the little girl of the Cui Ning family, the governor of Xichuan. Cui Ning is full of men. She is just such a young daughter, who is like a pearl in her palm." Then she looked at Gao Yue who was thinking about something, and said with a smile, "Yi Song, don't be foolish. Her father Cui Ning was from the Cui family of Boling, so this little lady Cui is a woman of five surnames. Although she is nominally considered a fellow villager in Weizhou, the difference between the family is a bit huge. Unless you can pass the Jinshi exam, you still have a little hope with the county of Gao family in Bohai."

"What a real man has to worry about having no wife? I'll just ask."

"Yi Song, you have such ambitions, which is really valuable, so I arranged for you to meet the people of Xiao Yangshan." After that, Xue Yaoying asked Gao Yue how he had been with Wu Cailuan during this period.

Gao Yue answered truthfully, Xue Yaoying nodded and told him:

"Cai Luan asked you to write calligraphy. The various documents and seals in the imperial government in the Tang Dynasty are always inseparable from parallel prose, and calligraphy is the best introduction to training parallel prose."

Gao Yue thought to himself that the parallel prose in Xue Yaoying's mouth is "parallel prose", also called "46 prose", but according to common sense, the Tang Dynasty should have revived ancient prose in this era. The parallel prose with flashy rhetoric and empty content should have been eliminated, why is it still the world dominated by parallel prose?

But what Xue Yaoying said should be true. At least the calligraphy written by Gao Yue during this period was almost in prose format, and all of them were parallel formats.

Next, Xue Yaoying asked about the status of the "Taofen Shed" again, and suddenly made a suggestion to Gao Yue: "Gao Langjun, after entering three months, you should not stay in the Imperial College. Come to Tongjifang to find a quiet temple, rent a room, and have a peace of mind with your friends in the summer class. For Langjun, poetry and essays are the difficulties that Xia Jia wants to overcome."

The so-called "summer class" is the candidate who passed the spring exam. He stayed in Chang'an City to rent a house or hired a temple to review his homework in preparation for the next year.

"What about the papers?" Gao Yue asked about the time to submit the papers.

Xue Yaoying on the bed smiled, "Don't be anxious, it's best to wait until October, when the country's candidates gathered in Chang'an again, and the focus of the entire court is on the spring examination. The goods are compared. If your business can be "beautiful and beautiful", the reputation will be the greatest."

"But why am I more beautiful than the other people?" Gao Yue had submitted a few books with Liu Deshi before, and knew that the old Gao Yue who was burned to ashes was still poor, let alone himself.

As a result, Xue Yaoying's long eyebrows moved slightly, and a mysterious smile on her lips gently woke Gao Yue, "Mr. - The scriptures do not have to be poetry and essays. Besides, nine of the ten scholars in the world have been casting poetry and essays. The dignitaries and nobles in Chang'an City have long felt tired of it. If the man wants to be more beautiful than the fans, why not take a different approach?"

This statement really made Gao Yue feel excited.

Yes! Who stipulates that the book should be poetry and essays? That is just the thinking policy given to him by Liu Deshi.

Why not use your strengths as a time traveler and use other forms of articles to impress the main leader, or those with the ability to pass the list.

So, in addition to recent poetry, poetry and prose, what is the most likely style of writing that can achieve this effect in the Tang Dynasty?

Suddenly, Gao Yue had a clear answer in his heart.

For this, he needed time to prepare for the entire summer class.

Without further ado, he said goodbye to Xue Yaoying. At this time, he remembered and asked Xue Yaoying, "Master, why did you ask me to leave the Imperial College in Xiakeshi?"
Chapter completed!