My Princess Has Been Reborn

The test questions were personally retrieved by Qi Yang from the emperor's imperial case this morning. For the time being, he only took this one. It was already clear. After a few days, Lu Qipei will answer all three exam questions, and she will try to send the answer sheets to the emperor again!

As for directly letting Lu Qipei go to the Gongyuan for reference, there is no need to count on it. Firstly, the time was too short and Qi Yang couldn't arrange it. Secondly, the imperial examinations were passed through the examinations one after another. Now the students who can sit in the Gongyuan don't know how much work they have done. Qi Yang doesn't want to brazenly undermine fairness.

The last and most important point is that Qi Yang didn't want to leave a hidden danger to the two of them, so he chose to put everything in the open.

However, none of these Qi Yang would explain to Lu Qipei, let alone tell her what the imperial examination meant for the two of them... She was still so soft-hearted to influence her family, just look at it with expectant eyes. , The other party will quickly compromise.

Yes, Lu Qipei compromised. Although she had a lot of doubts in her heart, she couldn't bear Qi Yang's pleading.

Holding his sleeves to study the ink, Lu Qipei seemed calm, but in fact he was thinking about it for a while-this was clearly Chun Wei's test question. What did your Highness ask her to write about? Do you want to be a gunman? Is she still unable to avoid the fate of taking the test?

But I haven't heard of anyone with such personal relationships with His Royal Highness, and even willing to take risks for them on major imperial examinations!

Thinking about it, Lu Qipei's heart suddenly felt a little sour, and one inadvertently grinds the ink too thick. She sighed and had to add some fresh water to continue her research, but she also divided her thoughts on the ink.

When the ink research was finished, Lu Qipei took a pen and looked at the blank answer sheet. For a moment, he thought about perfunctory matters.

However, Gao Jie's character made her unable to do things that would be perfunctory after agreeing, even if she was unwilling at this moment.

After pondering for a long time, I finally calmed down my mind and dropped the pen, scribbling and scribbling—rework the old questions and add new ideas. In addition to writing faster, it will also be better than the article that surprised the examiner. .

This is what Lu Qipei decided after thinking about it over and over again—if His Royal Highness is really an article for others, then the people who use her article will also have to come up with matching talents. Otherwise, they will try to show their timidity in the Caidian, which will only expose their ignorance easily. And if the other party is so talented... Then why do you want her article? !

Standing in the courtyard outside the window, Qi Yang didn't know that Lu Qipei was full of slander. She only watched the young man in the window waving a pen at the desk, and spotting ink on the paper. Thinking of the surprise of the former champion scholar, he was not worried about the emperor's eyes.

Just under the warm spring sun, the appearance of the young man writing a pen is really dazzling...

Qi Yang had lost sight of his success, and it was a long time before he stopped in the courtyard. Until Zhi Ting came back, she called out to her side: "Your Highness."

The shout made Qi Yang regained his senses, first waved his hand to Zhi Ting and made a silent gesture, and then left with someone. When the two were out of the courtyard, she asked Zhi Ting, "What happened?"

Zhi Ting tried to keep her face calm, and replied: "The things your Royal Highness has ordered have been arranged." After speaking, she turned her head and glanced in the direction of the study, and said, "But your highness is like you. ...... Isn't that great?"

Qi Yang suddenly became cold when he heard the words. It was not the little princess who laughed at Yan Yan in front of Lu Qipei, nor was it the soft and soft appearance that Zhi Ting had been familiar with. She just glanced at Zhi Ting faintly, and the latter lowered her eyebrows and didn't dare to say more.

At that moment, Zhi Ting only felt that her heart trembled-she was scared.

Chunwei is still a grind. Even if it is a warm winter this year, the impact of the weather has been greatly reduced, but the large number of examination questions and the unsatisfactory conditions in the courtyard still squeeze the candidates into exhaustion.

The test is divided into three sessions, which are admission on the ninth, twelfth, and fifteenth days, each for three days and two nights.

After the first exam on the afternoon of the 11th, the gate of Gongyuan opened and a group of candidates swarmed out. Some are staggering, some are in a trance, and there are those who are full of self-satisfaction, but they are rare.

Among such a group of people, Lu Qicheng, whose face is haggard and messy, is not so conspicuous. He carried his test basket and walked out in a daze with the flow of people. His formerly strong body seemed to be hollowed out in this test, making his steps vain.

He raised his head, his eyes were all black and crushed, and there were shouts calling for his family.

Lu Qi was uncomfortable, and was swayed and almost fainted when he was disturbed by this noisy scene. Fortunately, although his little boy hadn't been found yet, there was no shortage of well-intentioned people around him. He also helped him when he saw that the candidate was about to faint.

The dizziness faded, Lu Qicheng grabbed the man's arm, turned his head and said, "Thank you."

The man who helped him was also a small servant, dressed in a blue shirt and a small cap, with a simple and honest look: "You can't be a young man to thank you." After speaking, he looked at Lu Qicheng's face carefully and said: Your complexion is not very good. I'm afraid I won't be able to go back. Can my family come to pick it up?

Lu Qicheng is always humble and polite in front of outsiders, even if he is only facing a small servant, he still politely said: "If you care, I have my own family to pick it up." After speaking, he looked around and was upset: "It's just that people don't know where they are."

At this moment, the Gongyuan has just opened, and it is more crowded and noisy than when you first entered. It is really not easy to find people. So the young man hesitated for a while, looked at the crowd again, and then said: "There are too many people, and my son doesn't know where he is. I think you're afraid that you can't get out of it. Why don't you see me first? Go out, find a place with few people and wait for your family."

Lu Qicheng naturally thanked him, and finally squeezed out the crowd with the help of the young man. The latter didn't stay too much, and hurriedly squeezed back into the crowd after notifying him, and soon disappeared.

Leaning under a tree beside the road, Lu Qicheng looked at the noisy crowd, but his eyes were cold. Even if he had just been helped, he didn't feel any gratitude in his heart. On the contrary, he felt that the young man didn't know the importance of him. At this time, he was not focusing on the master's house, but was instead taking care of outsiders' affairs.

If his fellow dares to do this, he must be punished severely!

Thinking of something, Lu Qicheng never noticed that before leaving, the little boy who had disappeared from the crowd calmly hung a square handkerchief on him—the coral-colored square handkerchief was nothing strange. , Only the color is very conspicuous by his blue shirt.

After a while, Lu Qicheng's young man finally found him. He was squeezed into embarrassment, and even one of his shoes had been trampled off. It was as if he had returned from a fleeing escape, which made Lu Qicheng look disgusted.

But at this moment, Lu Qicheng didn't have the energy to respond to him, and asked the carriage direction to go.

Naturally, the young man quickly lifted the test basket to help him, but when Lu Qicheng lifted his hand, the handkerchief hung under his shirt was spotted. Xiao Si solved it for him, and said strangely: "Master, you don't have a veil of this color?"

The kerchief is in the style of men, but the coral color is a bit feminine, so Lu Qicheng would naturally not use it. However, he was dizzy right now, and he didn't bother to think about it. He just thought he was squeezed in the crowd before, and he didn't know who he was hanging from. Feeling too disgusted with it, he just pulled the veil and threw it away, and said: "Don't talk nonsense, help me go back to rest!"

Seeing that his face was haggard, Xiao Si was even more black at the moment. He didn't dare to say any more, he yelled and hurriedly helped others to leave.

The carriage of Lu Mansion had already been waiting, but because there were many people outside the Gongyuan, it stopped a bit far. When Lu Qicheng was supported by the young man to climb into the carriage, he felt that his energy was drained, and he fell asleep before he could even give any extra instructions.

This is the norm among candidates, and no one finds it strange. The little boy consciously fell silent, and sat on the cowl outside with the coachman, and then as the coachman waved the whip in his hand, the horse kicked and stomped away with the carriage.

The carriage walked without hurries or slowness, and was very stable, and did not disturb the sleeping people in the carriage at all.

Until I crossed two streets and walked back half of the way back, somehow the horse that had been gentle and obedient all the way before suddenly became anxious. Then, before the driver could react, he made a long hiss, then kicked and ran away!

The unsuspecting little servants were thrown off the carriage one by one, and fell to a bloodbath. The coachman was still pulling on the reins, but even though his hands were strangled with blood, the crazy horse was not controlled at all, and it still rushed forward. I don't know how many pedestrians have been disturbed and how many stalls have been knocked over all the way, and the whole street has been rioted in a moment.

This chaos finally awakened Lu Qicheng. He was not very awake at this time, and he crawled out of the carriage while pressing his head. Just after asking "what's the matter", he followed in the footsteps of the previous boy and fell off the carriage.

All this is only between the electric light and flint. The coachman suddenly changed his face in shock, and no longer cared about the crazy horse anymore, he shouted "Young Master" and jumped down.

Lu Qicheng did not fall lightly, clutching his injured leg for a long time and could not get up. The coachman who had jumped and crawled over, helped him up, and when he looked up, he almost fainted!

I saw that Lu Qicheng's face was stained with blood, and he didn't know where he knocked when he fell off the carriage. A scar was drawn from the corner of his eye to his jaw! The dazzling blood, accompanied by the hideous wound, had already destroyed his original handsome appearance.

However, at this moment, Lu Qicheng had no time to pay attention to the wound on his face. He was sweating profusely from the pain of his leg. It took him a long while to tremble and squeeze out: "Leg, my leg, broken..."

The author has something to say: Lu Qipei (comfortable): I write a better article, no matter how good it is, people who are not capable will dare not use it!

Qi Yang (complex mood): Okay, just be happy if you are...I am quite happy anyway.