Looking at Ge Yuanhui's sword-like eyes, Fu Rong felt guilty: "No... Miss Ge, I..."
After thinking for a moment, she said, "I saw a scar on one of the bamboo sticks, so I made a new one."
As they were talking, Ge Yuanhui's maid found another bamboo stick with Ge Yuanhui and Zhao Lian's names written on it from under the table: "Miss, we found this one."
Fu Rongxin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Even so, Ge Yuanhui has already determined that it was Fu Rongxin's doing. It's a pity that she worked so hard today, but ended up making things difficult for Xue Zhiyi!
Sooner or later she will find an opportunity to deal with Fu Rongxin!
If Ge Yuanhui dwelled on this matter, it would only make her seem too concerned, so she could only swallow her anger.
From Huo Wuyou's perspective, Xue Zhiyi's little movements were clearly visible.
He blinked: This woman is really bad... She is almost as bad as him.
The few of them had already had a very unpleasant quarrel when they were in Changqing Garden, so naturally they exchanged a few polite words and left.
…
Huo Wuyou returned to his tent with a gloomy look on his face.
If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have played Chui Wan. I was disturbed and distracted for no reason.
Seeing him like this, Sui Yunlang asked him, "Why are you like this?"
Huo Wuyou sat down, picked up the tea on the table and drank it all: "What's wrong with me?"
Sui Yunlang looked at him with disdain: "You are so ungraceful."
He was not annoyed, but just held his chin and waited for Sui Yunlang to finish speaking.
Sui Yunlang said, "I was watching you guys playing chuiwan just now. You're going to have your coming-of-age ceremony soon, and yet you're still doing something so immoral as to tease a girl. Did Zhao Lian offend you?"
"No," he said.
"Then why are you looking for trouble?"
Huo Wuyou had no interest in joking with him. He just sighed quietly, "Because I'm immoral."
Sui Yunlang was speechless.
…
Not long after the Chui Wan game ended, the policy debate began.
Although many people take advantage of the Spring Market to come to the scenic Fengming Mountain to get some fresh air, the most interesting thing about the Spring Market is the policy discussions.
It is indeed very rare to see hundreds of scholars discussing and expressing their own opinions in a policy paper, yet at the same time confronting each other.
The place for the policy discussion was located in a valley, with a mountain viewing pavilion as its center. Outside the pavilion, there were tables and chairs prepared for the scholars.
Further out, on a slightly higher ground, there were many seats for watching the battle, separated from the soldiers by colorful flags and curtains.
Xue Zhiyi left Su Yue in the tent to look after the house and only brought Qiu Yun with him.
It was a lively place. When they arrived, many people had already come. They quickly chose a seat with a good view and sat down.
But unexpectedly, Fu Rongxin also sat next to them.
At this time, most of the seats were taken. Fu Rongxin wanted to sit here, but Xue Zhiyi just glanced at her indifferently without saying a word.
Before the policy discussion officially begins, Dayong's most famous folk art troupe will play classical music here.
After the elegant music ended, fireworks bloomed in the sky in broad daylight. Setting off fireworks is already a wasteful act, and the fact that it happened in broad daylight shows the wealth of the Duke Dingguo's Mansion.
The one who presided over the policy discussion was the young master of the Dingguo Mansion, Ge Jingyang, Ge Yuanhui's elder brother. He was nearly thirty years old and had a beard, which made him look a little old. But after all, he was the brother of the most beautiful woman in Huajing, and he looked handsome.
He announced the topic for the policy debate. Standing in the Guanshan Pavilion, he said, "The imperial court plans to establish charity granaries to store grain for disaster relief in years of disaster and to levy a tax on these granaries. This is something that benefits both the country and the people. Why are the people complaining and repeatedly resisting the tax?"
After saying this, he addressed the scholars, "One stick of incense is the limit. After one stick of incense, please sign your names and temporarily conceal them, and hand them in together. You are all knowledgeable people in Dayong, and I hope you can express your opinions!"
With the sound of a gong, a stick of incense was lit, and the scholars picked up their pens to think and write their essays.
Xue Zhiyi's eyes wandered among the scholars, as if he was looking for someone.
Today, she did have someone she was looking for, a very important person.
This person is the top scholar in the previous life, or in other words, the original top scholar in the previous life.
In her previous life, the last top scholar who was in high spirits was her good-for-nothing elder brother Xue Tingsheng. However, this was the result of Xue Zhentong colluding with the Minister of Rites to swap the test papers.
The real number one scholar was a poor boy from a farming and scholarly family. His surname was Jiang and his given name was Xu.
Later, Jiang Xu discovered that the answer sheet of the new top scholar was the one he had written himself, so he went crazy and beat the drum to protest.
But who would believe that the real number one scholar was not the eldest son of the Shangshu Mansion, but a helpless child from a poor family?
Eventually, with nowhere to turn, Jiang Xu went mad and was found one morning having committed suicide by jumping into a river. Whether it was a real act or a deliberate act remains unknown.
Xue Zhiyi only learned about these things when he was investigating the unjust case of the Xue family during his three years in Chunfeng Tower.
In her previous life, she had also been to the Fengmingshan Spring Fair, and the debate topic was the same. She vaguely remembered that at that time, most people's answers were to say that the people were ignorant and short-sighted, or that local officials were corrupt and lacked the trust of the people.
But only Jiang Xu's answer was exceptionally brilliant.
It was for this reason that Xue Tingsheng, who participated in the spring fair in his previous life, also set his sights on Jiang Xu. After inquiring and finding out that there was no one in his family in the court, he decided to steal his test paper.
Xue Tingsheng didn't come this time, but that doesn't mean he won't be asked around and target Jiang Xu again, not to mention...
She glanced at Fu Rongxin beside her.
What's more, there is Fu Rongxin, who carries the memories of her previous life. She can't guarantee that Fu Rongxin will not instigate Xue Tingsheng and Xue Zhentong to swap the test papers again.
Finally, after searching for a long time, Xue Zhiyi finally found Jiang Xu among the scholars.
He was dressed in a plain white cotton shirt, which, though clean, had long since worn out. His features were gentle, his eyebrows were sharp, his eyes were clear, and he had the humility and bookish air of a scholar. Looking at him made one feel relaxed and refreshed, like a spring breeze.
The seats for watching were surrounded by many scholars. Not far away, there was a person looking at her from afar while she was concentrating.
Huo Wuyou thought that he might have really gone crazy. Sitting here, he couldn't help but look in the direction of Xue Zhiyi. Seeing that she was always staring at a scholar who looked pretty good, he couldn't help but feel displeased.
He propped up his head in annoyance: He did like Xue Zhiyi a little, but he didn't think it was something uncontrollable. Anyway, he didn't intend to let anyone know, nor did he plan to have anything really happen between them. Who knows, he might not like her anymore after a while.
But now it seems that before he completely lost interest in Xue Zhiyi, he felt really uncomfortable. His mood was controlled by her like this, which was really uncomfortable.
Sui Yunlang asked him, "What's wrong with you? You've been so worried all day long?"
He turned his gaze away from Xue Zhiyi and said with a click of his tongue: "It's okay, don't ask."
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