Chapter 388: The Great Road Rises to the Sky

Pan Xuezhong?

A very familiar name.

Liangchen subconsciously stopped his feet and looked at the prisoner named Pan Xuezhong. If he heard correctly, this Xiao Langjun is Wu Xiuzhi's "My Pan Lang" on his lips every day.

This "Pan Lang" is powerful, 14 years old even the county examination, the government examination, the hospital examination, is the first person in the history of Suning County to be recognized as the first person who will be able to win the examination within ten years, is a Suning County people who are proud of his name as soon as he mentions it.

It can even be said that the name Pan Xuezhong represents the hope of an entire generation of Suning people.

Even Liangchen's father, Wei Jinde, told his two sons at home about the ability of the Pan family's Xiaolangjun. Wu Fuzi even brought out the deeds of his son-in-law several times in class to inspire his students.

All this is just because, Suning County has not raised people for more than 20 years!

In an era when everything is inferior, only reading is high, a person is too important for a poor county, too important.

Once upon a time, Pan Xiaolangjun was an existence that Wei Liangchen could only look up to, an existence that he vowed to be friends with after being humiliated.

Now, this person has appeared alive in front of Liangchen, and he can't help but feel emotional.

At the beginning, he said to Wu Xiuzhi's little girl that he wanted to be a fellow practitioner with Pan Xuezhong. Now, it is the road to the sky, and they have gone their own way - they have become a good minister of the "father-in-law", what can they do to be friends with Pan Xiaolangjun.

If you are still from Weishe, you may be able to guide the country with Brother Pan in high spirits, drink the rivers and lakes, and then make friends with your family, and you can take advantage of it.

Grandpa Wei?

I'm afraid I won't even be able to get in the door.

Liangchen felt a little sour in his heart, after all, Wu Xiuzhi was the object of his fantasy when he was a child, although he knew that she and Pan Xuezhong had a marriage contract, but when this marriage was finally going to come true, it was inevitable that he would feel a little uncomfortable.

Ask, what woman in the world can be more attractive than the daughter of a teacher's family?

Asking the world, what is more sad than watching the daughter of the teacher's family get married.

The little bride wants to be the bride, but the groom is not him.

Liangchen was secretly sad, and he couldn't help but think of the bits and pieces of returning to his hometown with Wu Xiuzhi in the same car that day, thinking of the sound of running water coming from under the little girl's skin in the dark night, and his thoughts were suddenly thousands. Thinking about it, the idea of greeting Pan Xiaolangjun and recognizing his fellow countrymen also disappeared.

Taoist friends can't do it, and fellow villagers can't do it.

There is no profit and it is not early, and Grandpa Wei doesn't want to be bored, or he doesn't want to trouble himself.

The sky is high and the birds fly, since the road of the little girl's skin can't be walked, just let the family go. Always taking other people's ways away is too immoral.

Whether it is Lao Wang next door or Xiao Wei, in terms of secular morality, they are all inferior, and it is natural to pretend to be a pig cage and sink into the pond. Liangchen is finally a person of two worlds with his own values and morals, and if he sees it and thinks about it, there is nothing to be depressed about.

If it's really a nasty embryo, a bad pus-shedding one, I'm afraid that I can open a toll booth on that avenue.

This is something that a good minister really can't do.

He didn't want to meet Pan Xuezhong, so he silently moved to the side, preparing to wait for the other party to pass before leaving.

…….

Pan Xuezhong's fellow prisoners are all his friends in Guozijian, Pan Xuezhong is not a gentleman's child, and the friends he makes are like-minded and dedicated to progress, which is different from those who spend money in the prison to donate and rely on the shadow of their father's and ancestors. They had just returned from an outside bookstore, and each of them had more or less a few new books in their hands.

Friends know about the letter from home urging him to get married, and Pan Xuezhong doesn't hide it from them at the moment, and bluntly says that he will go home next month to get married, and then study hard at home, just waiting for August and autumn.

The autumn boudoir is the township examination, and after the township examination, it can be said that it has truly entered the imperial examination. With fame, it can really be said that there is fame.

How many scholars can't even get a show in their lives, they can be lifted, and they can wake up with a smile when they dream. The style of learning in Hejian Mansion is not prosperous, not as wide as Nanzhi and Huguang, and there are very few scholars in each session, and Suning County has not produced a single person for more than 20 years, and it is really a particle.

As a result, it is difficult to find such a reading seed as Pan Xuezhong, not only in the county, but also in the government. As soon as the quota of Guozijian came last year, the county recommended Pan Xuezhong, hoping that the other party could study well in Guozijian and win the township examination in one fell swoop, washing away the shame of Suning County for more than 20 years.

Pan Xuezhong has also worked hard himself, and he has gained a lot in Guozijian in the past few months, and he has decided to return to his hometown to take the exam this year. As for marriage, Pan Xuezhong is casual, getting married before the middle lift and getting married after the middle lift are nothing to him. Because, for the middle lift, he is nine times out of ten. For his fiancée Wu Xiuzhi, he also talked about whether he liked it or not, but he definitely didn't hate it. Since the family has decided, he will listen to the arrangement.

The cave room spends candle night, when the gold list is inscribed.

Pan Xuezhong's friends congratulated and said some auspicious words, and the group came to the gate with a smile and a smile, and saw a little eunuch standing on the side of the steps at the door, the little eunuch looked like he was a little distracted, and these people were suddenly a little curious. However, I didn't take it to heart, scholars are not ashamed of purifying people, and there is no need for the children of sages to talk to the eunuch temple. Perhaps, this little eunuch may have been sent by the palace to find a scholar.

When Pan Xuezhong entered Beijing, he had to go with Zhang Bing, who was his husband in the palace, because he was repeatedly told by his father, and he was extremely respectful to Zhang Bing all the way, but there were still scholars in his bones, so he also looked down on those eunuchs who were disabled for glory.

However, when his eyes swept over the eunuch's face, Pan Xuezhong was stunned, stopped and looked at the eunuch again in confusion.

Familiar, very familiar, Pan Xuezhong was sure that he had seen this little eunuch, but he couldn't remember what the other party's name was.

In fact, although he and Wei Liangchen went all the way to Beijing, they only met a few times, and the two sides did not communicate with each other, so they really didn't know each other's names.

"You are? …”

Pan Xuezhong couldn't help but ask, and the fellow prisoners also stopped when they saw this, and looked at the little eunuch one after another.

Liangchen saw that Pan Xuezhong had discovered him, and although he couldn't get excited to get hot with this imaginary Taoist friend, he still nodded and said, "I'm also from Suning, and we entered Beijing together last year." ”

"Yes!"

Pan Xuezhong finally figured out why he thought this eunuch was familiar, and he was immediately a little surprised, "Okay, how did you become a husband?" ”

"What's so bad about being a husband?"

Liangchen asked with a smile, Pan Xuezhong's tone and the gazes of the prisoners around him looked at him, he didn't care, and he couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved. Being laughed at from afar and staring at them face to face without saying a word, but their eyes betraying their hearts, are completely two different feelings.