As Xiao Li helped Song Junzhan up, he replied to Ziyue, "Your driving skills are amazing. You almost sent your young master away."
In order to prevent Song Junzhan from feeling uncomfortable, Xiao Li got off the ground first, and then he saw Zi Yue actually drove the carriage into a yard.
Shopkeeper Jiang was closing the door, and it was not difficult to guess that the bump just now was the carriage coming in from the door.
"Thank you, Young Master He Ziyue, for your help."
Song Junzhan: "I'm not that capable. It was Ziyue who saw you first."
Ziyue held his chin high and said proudly: "I saw my sister right away. Thanks to my extraordinary Qinggong, I was quick to act and rescue her."
Xiao Li smiled, then bowed solemnly, "Thank you for saving me, young man. Your bravery and martial arts skills are so great that I admire you so much."
Ziyue's face flushed instantly: "Well...it's not that serious..."
Shopkeeper Jiang couldn't help laughing when he saw the young master's unusually rosy face and the shy Zi Yue. This Miss Xiao was really charming.
"Don't just stand there. Please invite Miss Xiao into the house."
The son was very happy about this: "Sister, come in quickly."
Apparently, this is where they live.
Xiao Li shook his head: "I won't go in. Does the young master have a horse to lend me?"
Song Junzhan: "Miss, are you worried that those people will come looking for you?"
It's obvious.
Xiao Li: "You saved my life, I can't hurt you."
"It's okay." Song Junzhan, who had calmed down, returned to his usual gentle demeanor. "It's dangerous for you to go out alone now, young lady. You might as well wait here for someone to pick you up. As for those assassins, they can't come here."
After saying that, he smiled faintly at Xiao Li and raised his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
Song Junzhan is not coughing now and doesn't seem so weak. In his faint smile, there is a kind of calm confidence that comes from having the overall situation in his control, as if he has gained a sense of power in an instant.
This person...
Before Xiao Li could think deeply, Zi Yue pulled her forward.
"Sister, hurry up, hurry up. Grandma made some delicious chicken soup. I can smell it. I must drink two more bowls later."
Shopkeeper Jiang scolded: "Zi Yue, don't be rude."
Zi Yue didn't listen at all and kept leading Xiao Li forward.
Then Xiao Li sat at the dining table.
To show respect, Song Junzhan insisted on letting her sit in the main seat.
Now on her right is Zi Yue, on her left is Song Junzhan, and in front of her are three steaming dishes and a soup.
The chicken soup that Zi Yue mentioned had mushrooms stewed in it, and it smelled incredibly delicious.
Xiao Li: “…”
A quarter of an hour...just a little more than a quarter of an hour at most. She was still being assassinated and almost lost her life, and now she was sitting at the table drinking chicken soup.
Mmm, chicken soup is so delicious.
It felt like the assassination was an illusion.
Zi Yue recommended it enthusiastically, and Xiao Li was very considerate and ate two bowls of rice, almost filling his stomach.
Song Junzhan took her to the backyard to drink tea to help digest the food. As soon as they entered, they saw golden scenery everywhere.
There is a huge ginkgo tree in his yard. At this moment, all its leaves have turned yellow, and when the wind blows, they are spread all over the ground.
The crown is not high, but the huge trunk requires two people to hug it.
"This tree must be three or four hundred years old, right?"
Song Junzhan caught a fallen leaf and casually put it aside: "Four hundred and seventy years ago, it was planted by the ancestors of the Song family. Later, this yard was sold to someone else. After more than a hundred years, it was bought back by the Song family. When they found that this ginkgo tree was still there, they kept it until now."
Tea had already been brewed in the yard. Song Junzhan personally made the tea and handed it to Xiao Li, then pushed a stack of pastries over.
"This is a pastry made with ginkgo nuts. It tastes pretty good. Try it."
Xiao Li couldn't eat much, but he still tried a piece to give face. It was unexpectedly delicious, but this time he was really a little full.
Zi Yue was lying on the back of the rockery watching this scene, and he couldn't help but sigh with his hands on his face: "It would be great if my sister could become a young lady."
Shopkeeper Jiang reached out and lifted him up, saying, "What the hell are you dreaming about? Get back to work."
Xiao Li was rescued by someone and even ate someone's food. He owes that person a huge favor.
The aroma of tea in the cup was so refreshing that it was the same smell she had smelled on Song Junzhan in a panic.
But he not only smelled of tea, but also a little bit of medicinal fragrance. The mixture was not strong, but very pleasant, just like the feeling he gave people, warm, slightly cool, kind and aloof.
"The imperial examination is a good thing. It is not only helpful for students from poor families, but also for selecting talented people, which benefits the country and the people."
She took the initiative to bring up the topic and glanced at Song Junzhan indifferently: "But I don't recommend you do it."
Song Junzhan: "I'd like to hear the details."
Xiao Li: "If a good minister does not meet a wise ruler, your blood will be shed in vain."
Xiao Jingyun is not a wise ruler, and he is not worthy of a good minister like Song Junzhan.
"His Majesty considers those who want to revive the imperial examination system to be remnants of the previous dynasty. He has always believed that the previous emperor killed those people in order to punish treason, and he is very secretive about this. You don't need to waste your time, because anyone who dares to speak out will die."
Song Junzhan's face turned pale instantly.
He knew Xiao Li's identity. She must have asked the emperor tentatively when she said this. This was the emperor's attitude.
Whenever someone mentioned the imperial examination, not only would the aristocratic families suppress it, but the emperor would also disapprove of it. One could imagine what fate awaited them.
"Song Junzhan, you think the imperial examination is too simple. This thing will never succeed."
This is what all the elders said to him. They knew about the imperial examination and they had participated in it before, but they were lucky and escaped death in the end.
Song Junzhan thought that they had witnessed the bloody storm and therefore no longer had the courage to rise.
But I never thought that maybe what they said was the truth.
If the emperor is not a wise ruler, then everything he does is in vain and will only lead to more deaths.
Song Junzhan suddenly recalled the scene from seven years ago. He saw his father tearing up books crazily in the study, knocking over the candlestick and setting the study on fire. In the fire, he frantically shouted, "The heaven is blind, Your Majesty is stupid, the heaven is blind..."
Later, the imperial guards broke into the house and ransacked the Song family home. Then his father and grandfather were beheaded, and the rest were exiled.
Not only did they suffer torture on the road to exile, but there were also people who were determined to destroy their Song family and chased them all the way.
If Uncle Jiang had not taken him and jumped into the river to escape, he would probably have died in the assassination.
When he was in the prison, his grandfather held his hand tightly and told him the truth.
It was Your Majesty who wanted to revive the imperial examination system, but Your Majesty could not defeat the aristocratic families, and they became victims.
His grandfather told him not to hate the emperor, and that if he could survive, reviving the imperial examination system would be more important than revenge.
This is a top priority for all students in the world and is more important than revenge.
He always kept it in mind and worked hard for it, even though he encountered obstacles at every turn.
"Your Majesty... you won't listen to anyone's advice..." He said with difficulty, "What about Princess Xuanyang?"
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