Chapter 1: 1

It was another year of government examination. Before Mao and dawn, all kinds of people were crowded outside the examination shed of the Gongyuan in Xiping house, Liangzhou. There were not only petty officials to maintain order, families and relatives to send the examination, but also passers-by and neighbors to watch the excitement, as well as accompanying servants. There were thousands of noisy people.

Of course, the largest number of candidates are students of different shapes and colors, including confident students, ignorant first-time test children who follow suit, calm, cold and silent examination veterans, and even old scholars who have white hair and white beard and still have illusions.

All of these people, whether anxious or pretending to be careless, or talking with others, all pay attention to the gate of the tribute yard at any time. It's just one chance a year. It's about to start. You can't delay the business.

There was only one person on the scene who didn't care about it, but looked left and right, shuttling back and forth among the crowd, as if looking for an opportunity to start. This is a 15-year-old boy, wearing a shabby Taoist robe that doesn't fit very well. He has a beautiful face and a slightly thin figure. His big eyes seem to be full of aura, which makes people look and feel close.

Suddenly, he seemed to find the target, walked straight forward a few steps, came to a fat scholar in rich clothes, and said, "the path is Qingyang polite."

The fat scholar was followed by a servant with inclined eyebrows and eyes. When he saw someone blocking in front, he reached out and pushed and said, "go, don't block our way in. If you delay our young master's exam, you can't afford to be a broken Taoist."

I finally met a big fat sheep. How can I let him run away? The little Taoist Qingyang stood still and looked at the fat scholar.

The fat scholar had no prejudice against the little Taoist Qingyang. He squinted at him for a long time and said, "Why are you blocking my way?"

The little Taoist Qingyang took out a yellow talisman from his arms, took it in his hand and said, "I think the young master is very talented and rich. He must come from a famous family. Here is a spiritual talisman, which is just suitable for the status of the young master. This talisman can increase the master's luck and bless the master's success. It only takes 50 pieces of money to invite him."

Increase your luck and achieve what you want? How can there be such a good thing in the world? The next servant stood up and said, "you little liar, you cheated our young master. If you don't get out, believe it or not, I'll turn you over to the government?"

Seeing that the servant was about to start, the fat scholar grabbed him, turned to the little Taoist Qingyang and said, "this talisman can really increase my luck and bless me to achieve what I want?"

Being scolded by the servant, the little Taoist Qingyang thought the business was going to fail. After listening to the fat scholar, he was overjoyed and hurriedly said, "of course, this talisman was refined by my master, immortal Songhe, in seventy-seven or forty-nine days. It is extremely effective and foolproof."

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After being confirmed by the little Taoist Qingyang, the fat scholar also looked happy. He reached out to take Lin Yang's talisman and hid it, then winked at his servant and asked him to pay. The servant was a hundred people who didn't believe that the talisman was useful, but according to the young master's mind, he knew he couldn't buy it, so he took out 50 pieces of big money and threw it to Lin Yang.

The business was done so easily. The little Taoist Qingyang was ready to make persistent efforts, took out a crude jade amulet from his arms, and then took a small step forward and whispered: "In addition to that talisman, I have a better treasure, which is this champion talisman. As long as you get this jade talisman, you will be quick in your future exams. If you write with God's help, it is not impossible to become the champion in every high school."

The fat scholar seemed a little excited and said, "how much is this jade charm?"

The little Taoist Qingyang stretched out two fingers and said: "I only charge you one cost price, two liang silver! It's not my lion's big mouth. It's really too valuable. It took my master Songhe immortal several years to refine it. After it was opened, it was consecrated in front of ancestor Sanqing for decades. The whole Liangzhou is just like this. It's very valuable. If it's really cheap, it doesn't suit you What's your identity? "

The little Taoist Qingyang talked freely, but the fat scholar frowned, snorted coldly and said, "do you think I'm really stupid? For my young master, fifty pieces of money is nothing at all. I bought your talisman just to get a good prize. As a result, you can't be alone. Go away. Go away while I'm not angry."

The servant next to him had long been unhappy with the little Taoist. At this time, he finally found the opportunity to attack and pushed and said, "you little miscellaneous hair, if you don't roll, I can do it."

Seeing the other side turn his face, the little Taoist Qingyang knew that he could only do it here. He didn't know how many times he had experienced this kind of thing. He wasn't angry with other people's pushing and shoving. He just smiled and turned away from the crowd towards the next goal.

It's just that after he got out of the crowd, the little Taoist Qingyang had one and a half pieces of silver on his hand. This was what he got from the servant before he left. Qingyang learned a lot of crooked ways from his master, but he didn't use them easily. This time, the servant pushed, pushed, drank and scolded himself many times, which taught the other a lesson. The servant took the place of him Scholar is in charge of money. There must be more silver in his pocket.

At the moment of Mao, the candidates began to enter the examination shed, and the talents outside gradually became sparse. When the sun rose, the candidates entered the site, and even the onlookers left one after another. The little Taoist Qingyang completely lost his business.

However, this opportunity to make money is not available. Academicians only have such an opportunity once a year. I don't know when it will be next time. He touched his arms and sold out more than a dozen talismans he brought this time. Only one of the five jade talismans was sold out, but overall, the income was pretty good. At least master had enough wine money this year.

He turned his head and looked at the tribute yard behind him. Then he reluctantly left the mansion. In order to earn this money, the little Taoist Qingyang left for Fucheng yesterday afternoon and slept in the street outside the Gongyuan all night. Seeing the sun getting higher and higher, he couldn't get home at noon if he didn't walk faster.

Little Taoist Qingyang and master Songhe live side by side. They live in the Taoist temple behind a hill not far from the city. It's not too far from the city, but the mountain road is rugged and difficult to walk. It takes at least more than an hour to walk.

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