dognovel Chapter 207 Looks Much Better Than Before
Chapter 207 Looks Much Better Than Before
Yang Biao got the test paper and looked at the questions. He felt that it was better for this body to have the memories of the original owner. If it were his modern self, he would definitely not be able to understand it.
The contents of "Tie Jing" and "Mo Yi" are mainly to test the candidates' familiarity with classical Confucianism, and also to test the candidates' understanding and explanation abilities. This is not difficult for Yang Biao, who has a good memory.
"It's just that the cell is too small." Yang Biao muttered. The size of the cell was not friendly enough for him who was over 1.8 meters tall. It was still a bit cold in the capital in February. He had to burn charcoal before sleeping at night, otherwise he would easily freeze to death.
When he was queuing up for inspection, he did not see Ye Jihan in the crowd, and he did not know whether this person had participated in the imperial examination, although he should have come.
There were too many people at the scene, and they were all carefully protecting their exam baskets, fearing that anything might go wrong and that all their years of hard study would be wasted.
"Miss, the young master really changes every day!" Jin Rong carried the full Zhuo Qiu into the house and handed the child to Xia Weiwei who was sitting on the bed.
"Yeah, it's true. You've grown some flesh on your face and look much prettier than before." She stroked the child's smooth face and looked at the child's appearance carefully. She felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
"Miss, the little boy looks like you." Zhuo Qiu spit out some milk, and Hong Ling came forward to wipe the child with a handkerchief. Seeing her staring at the child, she said something casually.
"Oh," no wonder she felt the child looked familiar, it turned out he looked like her.
"Miss, your son-in-law has been away for many days. Do you want to send someone to look for him?" Hongling had never seen a husband like this who was not by his wife's side when she gave birth.
"No need. He said he would stay in the mountains for half a month and then come back. When the time comes, remind me again. If he hasn't returned home yet, we will go look for him again." Yang Biao kept her word. She was not worried that he would not come back by then.
"Miss, I went to Madam's stall this morning and saw that they are now selling hot-dried noodles," Yang Biao did not allow Xia Weiwei to go out during her confinement period, so she had to send Hongling to visit Liu's stall every day. The excited Hongling came back and introduced to her several new snacks that the stall had added.
"Miss, you didn't see it. A large lump of dough was put into the cylinder, and then long and thin noodles were pressed out by Madam's hands."
"Hongling, have you tried it?" Jinrong held the child and patted his back gently.
"I went to eat a bowl of hot dry noodles." Hongling licked her lips, the rich aroma of the sauce seemed not to have dissipated yet.
"Miss, have you eaten it before?" Hongling asked Xia Weiwei who was leaning on the bed. It was made by the madam, so the young lady should have eaten it before.
"Well, I've eaten it several times." She went to the sewing box to change a needle and prepared to embroider a mandarin duck.
When Xia Weiwei was in Guangping Prefecture and had not yet become a real couple with Yang Biao, Yang Biao would make hot dry noodles for her many times when he went home on vacation.
As expected, the lady had cooked it for the young lady. Hongling looked at her with envy, but she was reluctant to eat it a second time because the noodles were too expensive.
"Miss, Madam's hot dry noodles are too expensive." Hongling couldn't help complaining even though she had almost finished a bowl of noodles.
"Do you like it?" Xia Weiwei stopped embroidering and asked her with a smile.
"Yeah," she nodded vigorously. She was not satisfied and wanted to have another bowl.
"In fact, the key to making this noodle delicious lies in the sauce..." Xia Weiwei wanted to tell her how to make the sauce. But then she thought, the three people in the room are not good at cooking, so in order not to waste ingredients, she should wait for Yang Biao to come back and cook.
"Miss, why don't you continue?" Hongling, who was listening attentively, didn't understand why she stopped halfway through her speech.
"Oh, I don't remember it clearly." Xia Weiwei put the needle into the sewing box and prepared to lie down to rest.
"Okay." Hongling was a little disappointed, but still helped her put the sewing box into the drawer of the dressing table.
"Xiao Ran," the nine-day and six-night examination was over. As soon as Yang Biao came out of the examination room, he went to the newly bought house to take a shower, change clothes and have a sleep. When he woke up, he came to find Qin Xiaoran.
"Hmph!" When Qin Xiaoran saw him, she was not overjoyed as she had imagined. Instead, she turned around and left, cursing in her heart, "You finally remembered that there are people like me in this world."
"Hey, what's wrong?" Yang Biao quickly caught up with her and found that she was already in tears.
"You are a bad guy... woo woo..." Qin Xiaoran tried to break free from his embrace and beat him madly, venting the grievances that had accumulated over the past few days. He had so many beautiful women to accompany him, so he didn't come to see her for so many days.
"Xiao Ran, don't cry. So many people are watching you." Yang Biao wiped her tears and knew why she was so excited.
Qin Xiaoran, “Woo…woo…woo”
"I'm sorry, I will stay with you these days and won't go anywhere, okay?" Yang Biao held her hand and took her to visit the capital.
The two of them strolled on the streets of the capital, and Qin Xiaoran's mood gradually recovered from the low point and became cheerful.
"Wow, I haven't seen the night in Beijing for a long time!" Qin Xiaoran ran excitedly in the night. She had been back in Beijing for so long and hadn't had a good walk on the street yet.
Yang Biao actually didn't want to move, he just wanted to walk slowly. But in order not to spoil her fun, he chased after her, and then they ran on the street holding hands.
"Do you know how lively the Lantern Festival is in Beijing? When I was a kid, I would lie here and watch. People were everywhere, carrying beautiful lanterns..."
"By the way, I remember what you said about your home in Beijing where you have lived for twelve years. Do you still remember it?" Seeing that she was so happy, Yang Biao wanted to give her a surprise.
"Remember!" Qin Xiaoran lowered her head. Everything was gone and her relatives were no longer there.
"Then can you take me to see your childhood home?" Seeing her nod, Yang Biao took her hand, went to the street to rent a carriage, and asked her to take him back to her childhood home.
"Well, this is it!" Qin Xiaoran jumped out of the car first and touched the gap at the door. It was carved there with a knife when she was naughty as a child and sat there.
"Oh, then let's go in and take a look," Yang Biao got out of the car, paid the coachman, and came to hold her hand.
"Hey, Yang Biao, this place belongs to someone else now, you can't break in..." Seeing him striding in so arrogantly, this is trespassing into a private residence, which is a serious crime.
Qin Xiaoran was so panicked that she squatted down and tried to hold him back with her own body weight.
"You..." Yang Biao bent down, picked up the person and continued walking forward. No one came out to stop him along the way.
"You... put this here..." Qin Xiaoran was a very smart person. After he cleared his mind and thought about it a little, he understood.
"Well, I bought this place." At first, the owner didn't want to sell it, but Yang bought it at a high price and also paid the purchase tax by himself.
"I bought the house back, but my parents will never come back." Looking at the familiar courtyard in her memory, Qin Xiaoran couldn't suppress her sadness and burst into tears.