Everyone But Me is Reborn

After studying the books at home for a long time, Ning Shuo finally went out as more and more students entered the capital to rush the exam.

When Ning Nuan knew, he took a book and went out every day. Hearing what Xiangtao said with a big mouth, he said that his old friend in Jiangzhou had also arrived in the capital, so he went out to visit friends one after another these days.

Ning Shuo had always had an idea, and had been away from home for many years, Ning Yanwen and his second wife could not control him at all. Therefore, although he was anxious as he watched him go out every day, he didn't mention a word. Ning Shuo was the only one who was very calm. He went out with a book every day, saying that he was studying with a friend. When he came back, he still had the book in his hand. He didn’t know who he saw and with whom. What have my friends learned?

He went out too often, the second wife didn't say anything, even Ning Nuan noticed something wrong.

During a meal, she mentioned this incident in passing: "My cousin has to go out every day, saying that he is reading books with other friends outside, but he also spends a lot of money on the road. Time, isn’t it the most convenient at home."

"What about Ningshuo, if you care about this, why don't you think about Lang'er." Jiang Yunlan sighed: "He is in Qingzhou. He is destined to miss this scientific expedition, and he will not take this path in the future. If you fail, you really want to be the leader of the mountain bandit?"

She saw Ning Shuo walking in front of her all day long, and couldn't help comparing Ning Lang and Ning Shuo for a while. Even though she knew that Ning Shuo had more thoughts and thoughts in her stomach, she couldn't help thinking that if Ning Lang could be more thoughtful, not too much, she wouldn't be so worried if there were half of Ning Shuo.

"Mother, brother, there will naturally be Wang An watching for him." Ning Nuan said softly, "Don't you think that cousin goes out too often?"

Jiang Yunlan was stunned. Hearing the prudence in her tone, she couldn't help putting down her chopsticks and said solemnly, "A Nuan, what did you find?"

"Although I have never met other people preparing for the scientific examination, I have also heard that Master Zhu even pushed the work of copying books for the imperial examination. He stayed in the academy and would return to Zhujiacun when he was free. Yes, but it was already a month ago when I went back. I know the talents of Mr. Zhu and his parents know that even Mr. Zhu has worked so hard. Isn’t his cousin even better than Mr. Zhu?"

That is naturally impossible.

Ning Yanting and Jiang Yunlan retorted in their hearts: In the last life, it was Zhu Hanshan who passed the exam, not Ning Shuo.

"He has been studying in Jiangzhou for many years and has been taught by a famous teacher. Maybe he is confident in his heart, so he doesn't panic." Ning Yanting said hesitantly.

Ning Nuan smiled: "But my cousin's friend doesn't seem to be worried."

Ning Yanting was stunned.

He couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

On the second day, when he was going out, he also happened to run into Ning Shuo going out, holding a book in his hand, as if he was going out on a normal day. Ning Yanting stopped and couldn't help calling him.

"Uncle." Ning Shuo stopped and greeted him gently, before he said: "Uncle is going out, can you drop by the nephew?"

Ning Yanting did not disagree, and immediately nodded in response.

When Ning Shuo also got on the carriage, his gaze floated over the book in Ning Shuo's hand, and then he asked aloud: "Are you also going out to read books today?"

"Exactly." Ning Shuo replied: "My nephew's old friend in Jiangzhou came to the capital. These days, my nephew was with them. When I was in Jiangzhou before, my nephew used to be with them. They are studying, and now they have come to the capital, they can be regarded as regaining their habits in Jiangzhou."

Ning Yanting nodded, and said nothing.

He sent Ning Shuo to the door of a teahouse somewhere along the way. Ning Shuo thanked him and got out of the car soon. There were already several people sitting in the teahouse. Ning Yanting glanced over there. They were all A scholar who was about the same age as Ning Shuo had a completely different temperament from Ning Shuo. He didn't look like a scholar. Instead, Ning Yanting had the illusion of seeing those friends of Ning Lang.

It's not like Ning Shuo's friend.

Ning Yanting only took a look, and then quickly withdrew his gaze, the carriage gradually moved forward, and soon left the teahouse. It wasn't until the carriage drove a long way out that Ning Yanting reacted with hindsight.

One of them seems familiar?

It seems to be the son of a certain adult in Beijing, who has always been a dude, but Ning Shuo didn't mean to talk to some old friends in Jiangzhou, when did he meet someone in Beijing again?

Ning Yanting couldn't help frowning and fell into thought.

...

Zhu Hanshan carefully read the letter from Ning Lang from beginning to end. He delayed for a day, and had a draft in his heart before going to bed at night. It was not until the next day that he picked up a pen and started to write a reply.

After he wrote the letter, he did not send it to the Ning family right away. He thought of what he had seen in Qingzhou in the book, thinking about the mountain bandits there, for fear that Ninglang’s three-legged cat would suffer a loss there. Go find some self-defense and send it to Ning Lang. With such a plan, his act of sending the letter was delayed.

When the college was over, he immediately went to the drugstore with a warm letter, and wanted to ask if there was any prescription for self-defense. Fortunately, Zhu Hanshan didn't care about it. As long as he had the money in his pocket, he bought all of them. After thinking about it, he even went to the next shop to weigh a catty of chili noodles.

When he walked out with a pile of oil paper bags, the money in his pocket was empty.

Holding the oil paper bag, Zhu Hanshan hurried to Ningfu with the letter in his arms.

When he passed a teahouse, he suddenly heard someone calling his name upstairs, he stopped, and looked up.

I saw a man in the uniform of Qingshan Academy sitting in the private room on the second floor, lying by the window, waving at him, and asking, "Zhu Hanshan, where are you going?"

Zhu Hanshan recognized that he was a student in the same class, and he was not very good at studying on weekdays. He was relatively familiar with Ning Lang. Zhu Hanshan answered truthfully: "I will send something to Ninglang."

"For Ninglang?" The man immediately cheered up and said quickly: "Wait, wait a minute, I also want to send Ninglang something."

As he said, the figure quickly disappeared behind the window. After a while, he stuck his head out and said to Zhu Hanshan: "Why don't you come up?"

Zhu Hanshan thought for a while, thinking that it was for Ning Lang, so he answered his words and walked upstairs with a bunch of things.

The student sat in a private room and hurriedly wrote letters with pen and paper. He was not the only one in the room, but there was also a scholar in a blue shirt. Zhu Hanshan nodded at him, and then sat quietly and waited.

He didn't take the initiative, but the student in blue shirt took the initiative to talk to him.

"Are you Ning Lang's friend?"

Zhu Hanshan's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at him, his face was not visible, he neither nodded nor shook his head, but motioned him with his eyes and continued.

Ning Shuo smiled and said softly: "I am Ning Lang's younger brother, maybe he mentioned me to you."

Zhu Hanshan pursed his lips, watching his gaze show some caution: "I haven't mentioned it."

"I am his cousin, not his own brother."

"nor."

"..."

Ning Shuo said again: "If you have anything you want to send to Ninglang, it is better to leave it to me, and I will bring it with you when I get home."

"No need."

"So you are Ning Lang's younger brother?" The student who was immersed in the letter said: "I knew that Ning Lang should not go to Qingzhou to study. Where can I meet a good teacher in the poor mountains and remote areas? If he stays in Beijing, Waiting for you to come back, and only leave a little later, this autumn will definitely be able to..." The student suddenly realized something, and quickly closed his mouth, continued to write a letter without saying anything.

Only Zhu Hanshan wondered: "What can I do?"

"I didn't say anything, you got it wrong."

Zhu Hanshan was stunned, but didn't ask any more.

The student quickly wrote the letter. It wasn't long, just a few sentences. Xiao Er found a letter to enclose, write his name, and then hand it to Zhu Hanshan.

Zhu Hanshan took it, didn't stay here much, just glanced at the table casually, quickly picked up the paper bags he had brought, and got up to leave.

He hugged the oil paper bag and went down the stairs, only then did he slow down, frowning, trying to remember what he had just seen on the table.

A few books were randomly spread on the table, and the two appeared in this teahouse, not as if they were in Wenshu, but as if they were talking social gossip, with a relaxed expression. He seemed to be able to see a familiar note among those scattered books.

The paper is square and square, and the characters are not too big. It is densely written all over, and it seems to have written a familiar topic.

This is the second time he has seen this subject.

Zhu Hanshan frowned and walked to the gate of Ningfu. Only then did he recover from his thoughts.

He handed the things to the guards of Ning Mansion and asked him to give them to the Ning family, who sent the things to Ning Lang. After thinking about it, he still didn't say anything, frowned and turned away quickly.

On the other end, Chu Fei also received a message.

It is said that among the students rushing for the exam in Beijing recently, some people secretly sold a copy of preparation materials at a high price, but they attracted non-mathematicians to rush to buy. The way to buy is very hidden. Only those who are asked to come to the door can not be Find a way to your door.

The news was brought back by the dark guards, and it was not certain whether it was true or false. And those students who bought the subject kept it secret, and did not reveal any information. Most of those students were wealthy people with backgrounds and family backgrounds. Similarly, most of them didn’t. Learning to progress, usually studying is not very good, originally there is not much hope for Qiuwei.

When Chu Fei heard the report, he raised his eyebrows and said, "So soon, there is still a lot of time before Qiuwei. Are those students stupid, so they are willing to pay for it?"

And Zhu Hanshan was also approached.

It was the students from the same college who came to the door.

He smiled and said: "Zhu Hanshan, I ask you to write an article. If you do well, I will give you fifty taels of silver, how about it?"