I was Idle and Cool Chapter 109: Jiheng

The morning fog has not yet cleared.

Because it is the place where the dignitaries live, the sound on the street is not noisy, there are no hawkers who walk around the streets to sell things, revealing a kind of wealth and purity.

Row after row, all of them are Xuan He's mansion.

In front of the side door of the General's Mansion, Ji Heng has been waiting for a while.

He was wearing a sky-blue gown that had been washed white, and his hair was **** with a wooden hairpin, looking meticulous. It is clear that he is not yet in his thirties, but there is already a lot of wind and frost on his face.

Both sleeves hang down, but when a gust of wind blows, the right sleeve floats with the wind.

No right arm.

Six years ago, when the Dali Temple caught fire, this arm was broken by a beam that fell from his head. If it wasn't for the kindness of the neighbors, he would have been sent to Huisheng Hall, and the broken arm would be treated in time. Worrying.

Even if you save your life, so what?

From then on, the family was ruined and the future was ruined.

Ji Heng is a scholar.

I have read books for more than 20 years, in order to stand out in the imperial examination field, become a parent official in the future, and then contribute to this great country and society.

But without his right arm, he has a disability, and he has nothing.

In the past six years, he has seen the scorching and cool world in the world, returning from the capital to Jiangnan, and there is no more scenery in the past. In order to make a living, he went to wandering brothel brothels, writing lyrics and music for famous prostitutes, in order to get food and clothing.

I thought this life would be so busy.

Who would have guessed that when hope has faded, there will still be that ray of light?

No one except himself could imagine how he felt when he heard the news of the reform of the imperial examination system in the deep alley of Xinghua.

It only rained that day.

There is a little girl who just lost her head. She picked apricot flowers and walked in the alley to sell. Both ends are famous brothels in Qinhuai. The voice was clear and crisp, which attracted many girls in the building to look out.

He was indifferent, like a walking corpse, ready to go to Huayuelou with new words he had written.

Unexpectedly, before stepping into the building, the back door opened directly, and the maid next to Miss Yanwan, the first brand of Huayue Building, rushed over with joy and excitement, grabbed him and shouted happily .

"The imperial examination has been reformed! Master Ji, the imperial examination has been reformed, and you can participate in the imperial examination again!"

When he first heard this sentence, he hadn't reacted at all.

Almost thought I was in a dream.

It wasn't until the maid dragged him, dragged him directly to the front of the building, and called Miss Yan Wan to come out and talk to him, he didn't know the whole story in a dizzy trance.

It is said on the surface that officials can't recruit prostitutes, but how many can't stand it?

As the top brand of Huayuelou, Yan Wan has a lot of guests. Jiangnan Xuezheng Ji Boxun was one of them. He stayed at Huayuelou last night and mentioned it to Yan Wan by chance.

Yan Wan asked carefully before she knew the news.

No, I sent Ji Boxun away early in the morning, so he hurriedly called the maid next to him to inform him and tell him the good news.

In the past few years in Jiangnan Huanchang, he still has a lot of good relationships.

Several acquaintances took out their bodies, smiled and gathered enough for him, and arranged a banquet to see him off, and then they returned to the capital all the way.

As soon as the boat docked, someone was waiting and wanted to hire him as a husband.

Not only being a gentleman, but also being a gentleman to several women.

Over the years, Ji Heng has been in contact with famous prostitutes in the south of the Yangtze River, but he does not despise women as much as other men. I was just wondering, what big family would ask him to be a gentleman to their young lady?

As soon as I asked, I got the answer, but I was stunned almost immediately.

The able-bodied man replied with a smile: "At the General's House in Wuwei Town, the capital, I want to teach two young ladies in the house."

The General's House!

How could Ji Heng have not heard of it?

Six years ago, the Dali Temple caught fire and burned half of the street, and General Xue Kuang had an accident. At that time, he felt that the big summer of that year was shrouded in a cloud of clouds.

But it was only a matter of hearing at the time.

The three words "General's Mansion" entered his ears again, it was a few days ago.

The imperial examination system is reformed.

Such a major event, about its cause and effect, has already spread all over the streets!

Who hasn't heard the name of the Great General's wife?

The reason for this restructuring is her.

In order to give General Xue's concubine with leg problems a way to make a living, she boldly approached the emperor and wanted to make a special case for this son and allow him to participate in the imperial examination.

Where can special cases be opened?

This led to an unprecedented debate at the court.

In the end, Gu Juefei, the eldest son of the Gu family, who had lived in seclusion for six years before returning to the court, defied the public and even refuted a group of ministers who opposed it in the debate.

Including his father, Mrs. Gu.

The matter of the reform of the imperial examination was implemented from this.

For normal scholars in the world, there is not much difference in the matter of restructuring, it is nothing more than competition for a few more people; but for those with disabilities, it undoubtedly opens a door of hope .

Even if you have a disability, you can go straight to the sky!

Scholars in the world, from now on, are the real "Scholars in the World"!

Whether a person is of high birth or not, and whether he is physically fit or not, is no longer the standard for measuring a person. The only thing that can measure them is the word "talent"!

Jiheng can refuse any dignitaries in the capital, but how can he refuse the general's mansion?

A paper edict.

As a result, his life returned to the right track, and when he looked up at the blue sky and daylight, he finally felt that there was some color.

People stand in front of this side door, even if the servants guarding on both sides are looking at his empty sleeves with a strange look, he doesn't care at all.

People are standing upright on the steps.

The person who passed the pass had just entered, and now hurried out of the door, sweating on his forehead.

"Young Master Ji, please go inside. Madam asks you to go to the nave first, and she will come later."

It's Pan Quan'er.

He just reported to Lu Jinxi, and when he got a reply, he hurried to invite Ji Heng.

Ji Heng bowed slightly and said thanks, "It's work."

"You please."

How dare Pan Quan'er be greeted by him? As soon as he was busy dodging it, with a smile on his face, he waved his hand and asked him to go inside first.

The General's Mansion has always been simple and simple.

It lacks the elegance of a scholarly family, but it has a natural atmosphere of its own.

Walking around the shadow wall, passing through the atrium planted with green pines and cypresses in the front yard, we arrived at the hall. The maid had already prepared tea, and when Pan Quan'er led her to sit down, she brought the tea.

Ji Heng is not someone who has never seen the world.

At that time, he won the third grade and became famous as Xie Yuan in the Jiangnan Examination Room. He was also invited by many dignitaries and entered and exited many luxurious mansions.

So after sitting down, he didn't look around, and didn't even move the tea on the table.

About half a minute later, the sound of small footsteps could be heard outside.

It's Lu Jinxi here.

Ji Heng raised his head and immediately saw a woman in a yellow spring shirt.

She has a gentle half-moon bun on her head, a simple string of pearls adorned on her smooth and full forehead, and dark green peacock emerald earrings hanging on her white jade-like earlobes, which are actually glorious and bright.

Elegant is the lotus out of the water, and the hibiscus is naturally uncarved.

If she hadn't really dressed up as a woman, Ji Heng might have thought she was the young lady of some family.

"Young Master Ji, it's been a long time."

With a slightly smiling voice, there is a strange sweet and warm taste, not to mention the slight smile on his face at this moment, there is a kind of gentle and graceful like water.

Ji Heng was stunned for a while, and then he reacted, and hurriedly bowed and saluted: "Next time, Ji Heng, see Mrs."

"I also ask you to take a seat without being ceremonial."

Lu Jinxi was also seeing Ji Heng for the first time. Due to the rush of time, he just made some adjustments. Fortunately, the foundation was good, and it wasn't to go out to meet a lover, so it didn't really matter.

She asked Ji Heng to get up, and then took the main seat in the hall.

The maid brought her tea.

She brought it up and asked Ji Heng to use the tea: "This year's new tea hasn't been served yet, only last year's Xinyang Maojian. I don't know what you like, sir, so I guess the tastes of the Jiangnan area are prepared for you."

"You're welcome, ma'am."

Ji Heng has never had contact with Lu Jinxi. In the past, he only heard that the general's wife, Mrs. Lu, had a cowardly temperament.

But when I saw it today, I realized that the rumor was untrue.

In front of Mr. Lu, there is not the slightest bit of the tightness that a woman in a deep house should have.

It is clear that there is a degree of progress and retreat, and he is good at dancing with long sleeves.

He was a little flattered that he was being so polite to him.

Ji Heng can only use one hand.

The tea was served with a cover, so he could only lift the tea cover and put it aside before serving the tea and drinking it.

Lu Jinxi glanced at it and said "pity" in her heart. Looking at Ji Heng's face, although there is a frosty look on his face, he looks like Zhou Zheng, a talented person. Even if he is missing an arm, it will not affect his demeanor.

She remembered what Pan Quan'er had said earlier, and when she saw the other party took a sip of tea and put the tea cup down, she said, "The situation at the General's Mansion must have already been said when Pan Quan'er went to invite you, and I too I won't go into details. It is really a blessing for the general's mansion that Ji Gongzi can promise to raise my two incompetent girls, and it is also a blessing that they have cultivated in their eight lifetimes. It's just that Pan Quan'er also said that you came to the general's mansion for the purpose of Thank you. I don't understand this very well, what's the matter?"

"Don't you feel the slightest bit about the madam doing such a big thing?"

Ji Heng didn't expect that she didn't know anything about it, and was a little surprised.

Just looking up at Lu Jinxi for a moment, he got up and gave Lu Jinxi a bow to the end!

"Mr. Ji!"

Lu Jinxi was a little surprised, and hurriedly asked the left and right to help him up.

"I'm a woman in a deep house, how can I deserve such a big gift from you? You are a juror from the imperial court, and you have a bright future, so don't let me down."

"Madam can afford it." Ji Heng finally smiled slowly, "The reform of the imperial examination system alone is the first of its kind in my dynasty, unprecedented, and it has also made countless people with disabilities like Ji Mouth. , I got a bit of hope. Ji Mou can participate in the imperial examination again because you spoke to the emperor on the same day. How can Ji Mou not be grateful to his heart?"

... because of this.

Lu Jinxi was a little surprised.

She was stunned for a moment, and then she burst out laughing: "Mr. Ji, this is the wrong person, as you can see, I'm just a widow in the general's mansion, from beginning to end, that is to mention to the emperor. It's all about this matter, how can I deserve such a big gift from you? I really want to thank you, firstly, for the wiseness of today's sage, and secondly, for the current Lifan Hall, Gu Juefei, who understands the righteousness and overcomes all opinions. Come and thank me, But it's the opposite."

"You don't have to be too modest, madam."

Ji Heng has hills and valleys on his chest, how can he not know the depth of it? Although he hadn't paid attention to the affairs in the court for a long time, he could clearly see the beginning and end of the matter.

"There is a cause to have an effect. You know better than Ji Mou what your wife's role is in this matter. Ji Mou is here today, just to express my gratitude to my wife. All the scholars in the world like me should be Thank you."

Some things, if no one mentions it, no one will do it.

If Lu Jinxi hadn't gone to the emperor for Xue Tingzhi to raise the matter and worked **** the lobbying of the military attachés, how could this matter have been accomplished?

Of course he wanted to thank the emperor and Gu Juefei, but Lu Jinxi should also thank him.

The words are not very clear, but Lu Jinxi can understand.

She only stared at Ji Heng for a while, and finally she slowly curled her lips into a smile: "Everyone said that Mr. Ji was famous back then, second only to Gu Juefei. If it weren't for the accident that happened in the Dali Temple fire, the candidate for the third flower of the year, I don't know yet. Now that I see it, it's a well-deserved reputation."

"Ma'am, this is a misnomer."

Mentioning Gu Juefei, Ji Heng's expression changed somewhat, thinking that he was indeed the same year as Gu Juefei, and he knew him when he was in Jiangnan, but to say that he could compare with him would be a fool's dream.

"Young Master Gu is famous and admired by the world. Although Ji is not bad, he is not as good as him."

Yes.

Dare to love is another one who blows Gu Juefei.

Lu Jinxi suddenly felt a bit of a toothache, giving birth to some wayward thoughts, and didn't want to take this Jie Yuan Jiheng's words at all.

It's just that Ji Heng didn't notice it at all.

He even went into a trance.

Thinking of Gu Juefei, the fire that burned down most of the street back then, and the dawn after the fire, the figure that stood at the door of Dali Temple and hadn't moved for a long time.

Ji Heng still remembers it to this day.

He stood beside his parents' already cold bodies, and he couldn't feel the pain in his arms. There were officers and soldiers around him, and no one could go out.

But at that time, someone walked in.

The officers and soldiers guarding near Dali Temple, after this person came, walked away automatically, like a receding tide.

Dali Temple Minister Li Shu was full of cold sweat.

He heard someone say: "Eldest son, the lower official really doesn't know about the fire. Those people, those people, were poisoned..."

However, the visitor did not listen to him.

He just had a sullen face, and stepped through the scorched ruins step by step, as if he could not stand firm and was about to fall, but he just took one step after another, and he stood at the Dali Temple Yamen, which was already burned out. door.

Then raised his head, looked inside, and also looked at the mess in this half-street.

There are still cries and shouts around.

There are also the shouts of the officers.

There is also the sound of the unextinguished fire burning, accompanied by the sound of the broken walls collapsing, there is a desolate noise in the cold silence, not like the world, but like hell.

Ji Heng recognized that that person was Gu Juefei.

Later, the fire in Dali Temple was broken down and a reporter accidentally knocked over the candlestick, causing the fire. He hanged himself at home the next day and committed suicide.

Li Shu, the minister of Dali Temple, took the blame and resigned, and never entered the dynasty again.

Everyone thought it was a tragic accident.

But now almost six years have passed. Whenever Ji Heng thinks about this, he will think of Gu Juefei's forbearance and silent back when he stood in front of the charred Dali Temple Yamen.

That was no accident.