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

"Brother Pei Xue."

Li Yan walked over quietly, not daring to disturb the people who were listening, and whispered to Pei Yunxiao.

"The little grandson of the village chief, Chuan'er, wants to eat the snack in that car." Li Yan pointed behind him.

Pei Yunxiao followed the direction of Li Yan's fingers and saw the thin little boy standing in front of another cart, swallowing.

She secretly laughed, stood up and walked over, knelt down and hugged Chuan'er, and said softly, "What would Chuan'er want to eat? Tell my brother."

Chuan'er stretched out her little finger, pointed at the sweet potato cakes in the container, and quickly hid her hands behind her back.

"Okay, brother will give you sweet potato cakes." Pei Yunxiao opened the container, took out a cake, broke it and handed it over.

Chuan'er took it, and first took two small bites. Xu felt it was delicious, and quickly ate it all.

Pei Yunxiao filled him with a bowl of rice soup and prepared it, and took two slices of fried French fries, smiling while watching Chuan'er eat it.

"Is it tasty?"

"It's delicious!" Chuan'er wiped the scraps from the corner of his mouth.

"Are you full?" Pei Yunxiao's eyes were soft and not decent.

"Yeah." Chuan'er nodded.

"Go and play when you're full."

Pei Yunxiao patted his small body, watched Chuan'er leaping towards the crowd, snuggling next to his mother, and then looked back at her curiously.

"Brother Pei Xue, I only truly understand what you said that day." Li Yan looked at Tang Hang, Xie Ying and others in the distance with the villagers in Huyanggou, laughing and laughing, and couldn't help sighing.

"I said?" Pei Yunxiao was a little puzzled.

"You said that we would drive a car to each village and tell these villagers personally that the rumors were wrong. I didn't understand at the time, but you said that although the people would believe the rumors for a while because of their inadequate knowledge, they would be more acquainted. Believe in people like them." Li Yan said.

"You let Brother Qin Xuexi gain trust based on the good impression they gave last year, and then let Xuexi Tang tell about their own experience. They think we are standing with them, and they have a natural chance to believe us."

Pei Yunxiao smiled softly: "Brother Li Xuexi is right, but it's not right."

"Why?" Li Yan asked in surprise.

"They are willing to believe in us, not because we are their kind, but because we treat each other with sincerity and respect, and are willing to integrate into them." Pei Yunxiao said: "Although they are just illiterate farmers, they may only grow land and weave. Cloth, not as knowledgeable as ours, not as good as our family. But they are the cornerstones of the world, and none of us can do without people."

"Mencius said, there are more ways to help, but no way to help. What is the way? The way is the heart of the people! You and I are familiar with the sage books, and you are dedicated to taking the examinations, not for the official side, the benefit of the people, and the division of worries for the king?

The sage speaks for politics and virtue, such as Beichen. In the future, when you and I stand in the court, we should know that the people's heart is more important than Mount Tai. Although I am an official, but the official comes from the people, cannot walk with the people, and must be abandoned by the living people! "

Li Yan opened his mouth slightly, listening to Pei Yunxiao's "theory of the people's mind" in a daze.

Reading hard in the cold window, there is a lot of sweat and cattle, these words can be described as commonplace in the history of the sages. No scholar does not know these truths.

But after waiting for the title of the gold list, adding officials to the jue, the books that have been read, and the aspirations that have been established, will gradually get lost in the temptation and greed of the drunken gold fans, and will never be able to find them again.

Li Yan also set great ambitions, and even hung in the house the words "to establish a heart for the world and a life for the people".

But after entering Jiangdong Academy, he met Liang Ze and Wang Sen, and he began to doubt himself.

If only Liang Ze and Wang Senzhi can climb up, then why should he keep his name? What can he do if he doesn't even serve the country or the people?

But today, Pei Yunxiao subverted Li Yan's thinking once again.

Perhaps, the more a small official, the closer you are to the people, the more things you can do for the people.

Maybe these things are small, but only by doing small things can you show your great ambitions!

In the crowd ahead, Tang Hang was entangled by several children and asked him to teach a poem to recite.

Tang Heng chose one of the simplest poems: "Liliyuan grows grass, one year old and one withered. Wildfires are endless, and spring breeze blows and regenerates."

Older children have excellent memory and can repeat it after hearing it twice.

"Brother Tang, what does this poem mean?" a boy about ten years old asked.

"Probably, no matter how the wildfire burns, it cannot deprive Xiaocao of life." Tang Hang said.

"Then I want to be a grass!" the little boy shouted.

"Me too!" The other children stunned and shouted.

"Brother Xie, can you also teach us a poem?" Because of the old village chief, Chuan'er is more familiar with Xie Ying, who has been here before.

When the other children listened, they raised their necks to listen.

Xie Ying was taken aback: "I said, can you remember it?"

"can!"

"That's okay." Xie Ying thought for a while: "Then I will say—"

"Nowhere in the daytime, youth just comes. The moss and flowers are as small as rice, and they also learn to bloom peonies."

The difficulty of this first promise has increased. Xie Ying has said it five times before a few older children remember it.

Xie Ying explained the meaning of the poem again, and saw that the children seemed to understand but had no choice but to give up.

But these children have never read books in the past, and the first time they heard these catchy, song-like verses was the time for novelty.

A child with sharp eyes saw Pei Yunxiao walking towards them, and immediately shouted again: "Brother Pei also wants to say!"

Pei Yunxiao was dumbfounded by these "greedy" children. If this continues, how many poems will he have to say? Where do they remember?

"Then you have to promise your brother, if you don't remember the poem that your brother said, you won't ask any more."

The children nodded.

Pei Yunxiao thought about it for a while, showing a successful smile:

"Ya Zhai lying down to listen to Xiao Xiaozhu, suspected to be the complaints of the people's ailments. These Xiaowu Caozhou county officials, one branch and one leaf are always concerned."

children:…

The children did not understand, but Li Yan heard clearly.

He walked towards Pei Yunxiao with a sincere and firm expression.

"Brother Pei Xue, please accept me!" Li Yan bowed and bowed a big gift to Pei Yunxiao.

"Brother Li Xue?" Pei Yunxiao was taken aback.

"Listen to the king today, and better read ten years of sage books!" Li Yan said: "I, Li Yan, would like to swear here that if I can be an official in this life, I will take the important things of people's livelihood as my own responsibility, and I will never forget what I have seen today!"

"Well said!" Xie Ying took the lead and applauded.

"Brother Li has great ambitions and admires the text!" Qin Dongxiang was also very excited: "Come on, we..."

He looked around, looked around, walked to the trolley and brought two bowls of porridge. He said, "Did this bowl of porridge!"

Everyone laughed. The children don't understand what they are doing, they just think it's fun and clap their hands with joy.

The old village chief scratched his head and carefully approached Pei Yunxiao: "Prince Pei, what do you mean by this poem?"

Pei Yunxiao tilted his head and thought for a long time before thinking of an explanation that the old village chief would understand immediately: "It means that when an official is not for the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes!"

"Xiao Qi said this well!" Han Shaozhen jumped out from nowhere: "Didn't we say that we are going to push the trolley around the eight poor villages? Just use these words, where you go and where you go!"

After staying in Huyanggou for nearly a day, almost all of the porridge and dim sum brought by the few people stayed. Only then did they walk back to Wuzhou City in the twilight.

After working for so long, everyone is very tired, but they are happy in their hearts.

"Brother Han, wipe it." In the carriage, Tingxin took out his veil, with a blushing face, and handed it to Han Shaozhen.

Han Shaozhen looked proud and helpful, stretched his neck and leaned forward: "You help me wipe it."

Tranquility squeezed for a while, blushing, after all, he raised his hand to help Han Shaozhen wipe off the fine sweat and dust on his forehead.

Pei Yunxiao and Tang Hang sat opposite each other. Seeing this, they wished to bury their heads in the books in their hands.

Wherever these two people appear, the sour smell of love will float everywhere! Pei Yunxiao slandered in his heart.

This Han Shaozhen, since he met Tingxin, he has been caught in the same way as an evil. The brothel is gone, the flower wine is not drunk, and he is clean and self-conscious as if he is a monk! One thing drops one thing!

I don't know who said he didn't want to marry a wife, and he couldn't restrain him by marrying a wife. I really want to take these words out and listen to the sound of Han Shaozhen's slap in the face!

"Meditation, are you hungry?"

"I'm not hungry."

"When you are hungry, bear with me, and when I go back, I will buy Zhang Ji's hibiscus cake for you."

"…Um."

"! It’s so singular, it’s singular, and the brain is shining, and it’s shining.

Can it work? Can you take care of the two single dogs in front of you?

With a "grunt", the carriage quieted down instantly.

Several pairs of eyes looked for the source of the sound at the same time, and finally landed on Pei Yunxiao's belly.

"Prince Pei, are you hungry?" Tranquil heart couldn't hold back, covering his mouth and chuckling.

Pei Yunxiao's face turned black-not hungry, the dog food has been eaten!

Under the pressure of Pei Yunxiao's eyes, Tang Hang held back his smile, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

Suddenly, he slapped his head, took out an oil paper bag from his sleeve, and handed it to Pei Yunxiao: "I almost forgot, I left a piece of sweet potato cake here, Xiao brother will pad his stomach first."

Pei Yunxiao's face immediately turned red.

"Brother Xiao?" Tang Hang looked at Pei Yunxiao's face suddenly red with blood, and was startled: "What's wrong with you?"

Where does Pei Yunxiao know what's wrong with him?

She only knew that at the very moment, a strange feeling rushed from her heart to the top of her head, and the blood and energy converged on her cheeks, and even she herself felt unusually hot.

"...I, I'm hot!" Pei Yunxiao replied angrily, and then secretly glared at Han Shaozhen.

It's all because of him and Tingxin who are flirting with Tingxin, making her think about it.

Han Shaozhen looked innocent, and didn't know where Pei Yunxiao was provoked.

Pei Yunxiao was gambling, and for the first time played a "miss" temper, nestled in the corner of the carriage, silently sulking.

—When I go to the next village tomorrow, I will definitely not ride a carriage with these two people!

For eight consecutive days, Pei Yunxiao and several people pushed two small cars and traveled to the eight poorest villages in Wuzhou City. With practical actions, they defeated the rumors that "sweet potatoes are poisonous" and let the villagers know. The illustrious name of Wuzhou Jiangdong Academy!

The story of Jiangdong Academy’s students pushing carts through the streets and alleys has also become a good talk, especially Pei Yunxiao’s phrase "When an official is not for the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes." , Down to the mouth of those who just can leave.

Even for a long time, the storyteller in Wuzhou City liked to add this sentence to his performance. Every time he said it, he drew countless applause.

Just when the Wuzhou family and the big grain merchants failed their wishful thinking and were planning the next poisonous plan, the news from the capital arrived.

"Shangshu Liu Zhicheng of the Ministry of Households led three senior officials of the fourth grade of North Korea to visit Wuzhou. The decree of the sacred has been sent to the prefect of Wuzhou. It will be planted in the spring of next year. Anyone who grows sweet potatoes in Wuzhou will be exempt from duty for two years!"

The author has something to say: Note: ①Northern Song Dynasty·Zhang Zai: Set up a heart for the world and a life for the people. To continue the sacred learning for the past, to open peace for all generations.

②Tang Bai Juyi's "Farewell to the Ancient Original Grass": Liliyuan on the grass, one year old and one withered. Wild fire, in spring.

③Qing Yuan Mei's "Moss": There is nowhere in daylight, but youth just comes. The moss flowers are as small as rice, and they also learn to bloom peony.

④ Qing Zheng Xie's "Mozhu Tuti Poetry": Yazhai lay listening to Xiao Xiaozhu, suspected to be a folk complaint. These Xiaowu Caozhou county officials, one branch and one leaf are always close to each other.