Here, how Lord Han left, and when the candidates dispersed, I don't mention it.

Let's say that standing in the last row of this group of candidates is a young man wearing a gray coarse cloth jacket, his name is Bai Ziqi, and he is a candidate from Shandong.

The white chess pieces were copied into their sleeves, and they listened to the movement in front of them, when they suddenly heard an uncomfortable sound coming from their ears.

Bai Ziqi heard a side look, and his face was shocked: "Brother Zewen, what's wrong with you?"

Standing next to him was a poor student dressed about his age, with his hands over his mouth and bending over to retch.

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

The student, known as Brother Zewen, said: "I am tired and want to vomit." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Ziqi saw a few cold eyes thrown at them, Bai Ziqi hurriedly supported Yang Zewen, and whispered in his ear: "Let's talk on the side." ”

Yang Zewen's body was better and he had no muscles and bones, Bai Ziqi avoided people and helped him to the west wall of the Gongyuan, fortunately, the eyes of those students were entangled in Lord Han, and the west wall of the Gongyuan was a small alley, and no one walked by, so no one saw them hiding here.

As soon as Yang Zewen arrived at the place, he held on to the wall and vomited.

Bai Ziqi's heart was cold, and he said in a trembling voice: "Brother Zewen, aren't you infected with the plague?"

Yang Zewen moved a few steps against the wall with his spirits, bypassing the filth he vomited, and then sat down against the wall.

"When I woke up in the morning, I felt that something was wrong with me, and I saw that the old woman who died in the courtyard was what I am now, and I guess she didn't run. ”

Yang Zewen is a candidate from Zhejiang, and like Bai Ziqi, he is a poor student, and the two of them went to Beijing to take the exam in order to save money, and they did not live in the post house set by Guozijian, but settled in a large compound near the suburbs of Beijing, and because of this, the two met.

Bai Ziqi saw that Yang Zewen was very uncomfortable holding his chest, so he said, "I'll go to the doctor behind you." ”

Yang Zewen hurriedly waved his hand: "Don't look for a doctor, don't look for a doctor, I don't have spare money to hire a doctor." ”

What else did he have to say, but Yang Zewen couldn't help but start throwing up again.

"How are you? Oh, what can I do about that?"

Yang Zewen vomited for a while, and Bai Ziqi's gaze dimmed when he saw him, and he became more and more unenergetic.

Bai Ziqi wanted to help him to a clean place: "You get up first, we still have to go to the doctor." ”

Yang Zewen leaned against the wall, closed his eyes and shook his head.

Bai Ziqi said: "How can you succeed without seeing a doctor? In a few days, the scientific examination will be held, how can you take the exam with your sick body, won't you come in vain if you don't take the exam? Didn't you say that your mother is still looking forward to your high school at home?"

Yang Zewen heard his classmate talk about his mother, his eyes endured, but he still shed a tear, he opened his eyes and said weakly: "This can be fate." ”

"Aren't you still alive? I'll take you to the doctor. ”

Bai Ziqi admitted the truth, bent down and was about to carry Yang Zewen, but he didn't carry it after two attempts, and then looked back at Yang Zewen and closed his eyes again, he raised his arm and shook it, and found that there was no strength at all.

"What should I do about this?"

"Two little brothers, what's wrong with you?"

Just when Bai Ziqi found that he seemed to have no way to move Yang Zewen alone, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy suddenly came from the street over there.

The young man had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, wore azure crepe pleats, silk shoes and socks under his feet, walked vigorously, and had a straight body, very handsome.

The boy walked up to them and asked, "What's the matter?"

Bai Ziqi was overjoyed when he saw someone coming, and the next moment he was a little annoyed, the government had already said that once a candidate was found to be sick, he would cancel the Spring Exam if he let this teenager know their identity?

Bai Ziqi was nervous and became distracted: "I, we ......"

The young man smiled at him, revealing a mouthful of good teeth: "You are the children of the imperial examination this year, right?"

Bai Ziqi was shocked and looked at the young man in horror.

The young man was stunned: "What's the matter? You seem to be afraid of me?"

Bai Ziqi didn't say anything, and the young man smiled again: "Why didn't Juzi appear here? Now the common people don't go out, so you candidates dare to make trouble at this time." ”

Bai Ziqi didn't look like a bad person when he heard him speak, and asked tentatively: "Then little boy, you are also a candidate of your year, otherwise why would you be here?"

The young man shook his head with his eyes: "I'm not, my uncle didn't have time to take care of me, and my family also helped me, the college was on vacation, and I heard that there was a lot of excitement here, so I ran over to take a look, but I didn't expect it to be nothing to see." ”

Bai Ziqi made him laugh: "You are really big, and you still ran out to see the excitement at this juncture." ”

"That's not as good as you, don't even want to take the exam. ”

He had already identified their identities in his words, Bai Ziqi was not good at covering it up, and smiled embarrassedly: "I was also forced to be helpless, I tried it once three years ago, but unfortunately I failed, if I can't pass the exam again this time, I really don't know how to face my hometown fathers and fellow villagers." ”

The young man couldn't help but nod his head: "There are difficulties." ”

As soon as his words fell, Yang Zewen, who was already sick and couldn't raise his head, began to vomit again.

Bai Ziqi and the young man reacted and hurriedly helped him, the young man put the back of his hand on Yang Zewen's forehead, and sighed: "It's so hot, he's not lightly ill, we have to take him to the doctor." ”

Bai Ziqi also knew that he was going to see a doctor, but where to go?

He said: "We are all from poor families, and the money we bring with us is only enough for a few days of food and clothing, and I don't know where there is a doctor who is cheaper for consultation." ”

The young man said: "It's a plague now, and I really don't have the money to go to the Mixture Bureau to find a doctor, and he has the obligation to take care of this sick official mansion." ”

Bai Ziqi also knew that the government was organizing doctors to treat the people, so he smiled and didn't speak.

The young man said, "What, you don't know? ”

Bai Ziqi nodded: "I know, I know." ”

"Let's go. The young man looked nearby: "There is really a treatment point near here, let's go over and have a look." ”

The young man said that he was going to carry Yang Zewen.

Bai Ziqi hurriedly said: "Little boy, you are a warm-hearted person, but we don't know it, how can we help you?"

The young man said, "My name is Zhou Jingzhi, what is your name?"

"Bai Ziqi. ”

What about him? Zhou Jingzhi pointed at Yang Zewen.

"This benevolent brother is surnamed Yang, and his name is Zewen. ”

Zhou Jingzhi clapped his fists: "Look, isn't this familiar? Let's go." ”

But Bai Ziqi was still polite to him, Zhou Jingzhi frowned, and asked, "Do you have anything unspeakable?"

Bai Ziqi saw that he really couldn't hide, and sighed: "Brother Zhou, then I won't hide it from you, we are all going to Beijing to take the exam this year, and we want to cancel this year's Spring Festival, there is an order on it, if it is found that a candidate is sick, the Spring Festival Examination will be canceled, we have rushed to see this imperial examination once in three years, and finally, if we go to the treatment point, this situation will definitely be reported to the imperial court, so isn't it that the matter of Spring Festival is going to be in vain?"

At this time, Yang Zewen also opened his eyes slightly, and said stubbornly: "I don't go to the doctor, it's okay to be just like that." ”

"How can you do it?" Zhou Jingzhi said urgently.

Bai Ziqi sighed again: "But it's not strong, we really can't take out the money to ask the doctor." ”

"You can't wait to die of illness. Zhou Jingzhi ordered categorically: "You go with me, I have a way." ”

"What can you do?"

Zhou Jingzhi was just about to explain to Bai Ziqi, when there was a hurried and confused sound of horses' hooves not far away: "Who is there? Why are you still wandering on the street?"

Zhou Jingzhi and Bai Ziqi were shocked when they heard the rough shouting, and when they looked back at the same time, they saw that a group of people wearing palace guard uniforms had arrived in front of them, these people were checking the people walking on the street, and if they found out Yang Zewen's illness and identity, they would definitely report it to the court.

"Who are you?"

The leader was a handsome and arrogant young man, eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a white suit, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, riding on a red horse, majestic and majestic, and when he asked, he could make people chill all over his body.

Zhou Jingzhi looked at the young man defensively, and suddenly his handsome eyes lit up: "Brother Shaoyu, you are Brother Shaoyu!"

Feng Shaoyu was ordered to inspect the streets of Gongyuan, afraid that the students would gather again to make trouble.

When he heard a boy call him, he looked down and said, "Are you ...... Zhou Jingzhi, the younger brother of the little stammer. (To be continued.) )