Dressed As the Deadly Opponent of the Male Protagonist of the Imperial Examination

Holding a bamboo stick in his hand, Zhao Xizhe smiled brightly: "Brother Pei Xue, we are really destined!"

Pei Yunxiao frowned invisibly, then let go, a smile appeared on his face: "Mr. Zhao, welcome."

As soon as Zhao Xizhe joined, the air pressure in the "North" group suddenly dropped.

The eyes of Li Yan's people turned twice on Pei Yunxiao and Zhao Xizhe, not knowing if they should say something, or if it would be better not to say anything.

Pei Yunxiao's expression was as cold as ever. It was not that she deliberately treated Zhao Xizhe coldly, she just felt that he was a little too enthusiastic about herself.

"Brother Pei Xue, I just tried to play the'Dengke Lock'. It's very interesting. How did you come up with it?" Zhao Xizhe approached him curiously, his eyes sparkling.

"This is my brother's design." Pei Yunxiao replied.

"Really?" Zhao Xizhe looked at Tang Heng, who was tall and upright in the crowd, with a deep and elegant temperament. His expression was surprised and admired: "Brother Tang Xue is really amazing!"

Pei Yunxiao smiled at him perfunctorily.

Tang Hang, who has been paying attention to the situation here, saw that Pei Yunxiao was too tired to deal with it, so he quickly got away and walked over: "Brother Xiao, the dean said that he will leave early in the morning. Didn't you say you want to buy some food? Shall we go now?"

Pei Yunxiao hurriedly responded: "Okay!"

After saying goodbye to Li Yan, Pei Yunxiao finally followed Tang Heng and left the garden of the academy.

"Thank you elder brother for breaking the siege, otherwise it would be really difficult for me to get rid of him." Pei Yunxiao said gratefully.

"Brother Xiao thinks that there is something wrong with Zhao Xizhe?" Tang Heng found that since seeing Zhao Xizhe in the afternoon, Pei Yunxiao's mood was not normal.

"No." Pei Yunxiao's expression was a little tangled: "It's just an unfounded suspicion. I just don't quite believe that with Zhao Xizhe's background, he would be such a simple and innocent teenager. I always feel that, He shouldn't be what he is showing now."

"Perhaps... he is one of the more favored ones in the family, so he raises some non-human fireworks." Tang Hang guessed. Judging from Zhao Xizhe's current performance, he is like a kid who just ran out of home, curious about everything.

Pei Yunxiao shrugged: "Perhaps, maybe I think too much."

"If Xiaodi doesn't like to be close to him, he will deliberately stay cold. Over time, he may retreat when he is in trouble." Tang Heng thought for a while and came up with an idea.

"I think so too. Anyway, he is from the Qingyang Zhao family, and I always have to beware."

Early in the morning of the next day, the students of the academy were led by a few gentlemen, and they took a carriage to the outside of Wuzhou City.

The autumn breeze is refreshing and cool, and the maple leaves along the road flutter with the wind until they fall on the ground, laying another layer of red and yellow clothes on the earth.

Zongshan in the north of Wuzhou city has always been a favorite place for scholars and scholars. The mountain roads are gentle and there are climbing stone steps built by predecessors.

Standing on the top of Congshan Mountain, you can overlook the row upon row of buildings in Wuzhou City, as well as the most prestigious monument in Wuzhou City-Qianxun Tower.

Looking at the tower from the mountain and looking at the mountain from the tower are completely different moods.

There is another Liaofang Pavilion on the top of Congshan Mountain, and there are lush wild chrysanthemums growing beside the pavilion, each blooming in the wind. Such beautiful scenery has relieved the physical and mental exhaustion of the students who have come all the way.

Seeing everyone sitting in twos and threes to rest, Zheng Boyan suggested: "We have already tested Scripture and the right pair on the road just now. Now we will test your poems."

"On the scene in front of you, compose a poem, rhyme, subject matter, etc. are arbitrary."

The students wailed, but still had to confess their fate and lower their heads to think hard.

"Brother Pei Xue, just thanks to your quick wit to come up with such a neat pair, otherwise we won't get the first place in the'North' word group!" Zhao Xizhe sat next to Pei Yunxiao, showing admiration.

Pei Yunxiao was drinking water slightly, and smiled casually: "Brother Li Xue and Brother Fang Xue are also very good, and they all answered such tricky Scripture questions first by Zheng Yuan."

They are all students who have passed the state examination, so how can their knowledge be so bad?

"Yes." Zhao Xizhe nodded, but still admired: "But I know that Xuexi Pei will definitely do it too, just don't say it."

"..." Pei Yunxiao turned to look at Zhao Xizhe, trying to find a trace of deep meaning from his face, but found nothing.

Could it be that she has been thinking deeply for too long and doesn't believe in the truth, goodness and beauty in this world? Is it possible that Zhao Xizhe is really a purebred silly white sweet that a family has rarely encountered in a century?

On the other side, Tang Hang and Han Shaozhen sat resting on the stone seat on the top of the mountain.

Tang Heng's gaze has always fallen on the backs of Pei Yunxiao and Zhao Xizhe. Over time, even Han Shaozhen found out.

"Zi Kuan, what's the matter? But what has Zhao Xizhe offended you?"

"Huh?" Tang Heng was taken aback, and looked at Han Shaozhen's jokingly: "What does Brother Rong Qing mean?"

"I think you are about to see two holes in Zhao Xizhe's back!" Han Shaozhen smiled: "You and Xiaoqi have shared adversities, and the friendship is extraordinary. You can't get away from Meng in weekdays, and Meng doesn't get out of focus, right? Suddenly separated, a little uncomfortable?"

"..." Tang Heng didn't dare to reminisce about the meaning of these words, but said helplessly: "Brother Rong Qing has misunderstood, Xiaodi and I just think this young man Zhao is a little weird."

Han Shaozhen laughed and said, "Zikuan, where did you want to go! I mean, this friendship is sometimes separated from each other. If you regard Xiaoqi as your only best friend, you will naturally hope that she will treat you as well. For the only thing, this is human nature."

"Sometimes, whether it is family affection, friendship, or children's personal affection, you always pay attention to just one. Your mentality is just two, one more or one less will not work. Then Zhao Xizhe has been pestering since he called the academy. Xiao Qi, it's normal for you to be unhappy."

Tang Heng condensed his eyebrows for a while, he seemed, maybe, probably... really a bit of the emotion in Han Shaozhen's words.

Parents still have a preference for different children, and each child hopes that he is the most preferred child of his parents. Maybe this feeling will appear among friends.

It's really weird. I obviously had a mentality of having a different plan from the beginning. When did it change?

"What about Brother Rong Qing? What do you think?"

"Me?" Han Shaozhen inadvertently lifted the hairband on his head behind him: "Of course the more I want, the better!"

Tang Hang was deeply impressed.

He turned his head again and looked at the two figures in the pavilion. I don't know what Zhao Xizhe is talking about, Pei Yunxiao's body leans back slightly, with a sense of rejection and alienation.

He took a deep breath and secretly warned himself that such thoughts might be oppression and control of his friends. But he still inevitably felt a trace of joy because of Pei Yunxiao's reaction.

"How's everyone thinking? Who will come first?"

After a while, Zheng Boyan's voice remembered again, pulling everyone out of their hard thinking.

The students who think of it are confident, with their heads up high, ready to show off their literary talents.

Unexpectedly, the students were about to bury their heads in their chests, praying from the bottom of their hearts-"Can't see me, can't see me".

Zheng Boyan looked around, and there was only one Han Shaozhen, leaning on the stone seat casually, like a bohemian heavenly immortal-hum, it makes people uncomfortable to look at it!

"Rong Qing, come here!" Zheng Boyan evokes a faint smirk: "I just saw you discussing the most positively, so you must have a lot of ideas."