It was the righteous boy he saw that night!

But at this moment, Du Bai vaguely felt something strange on the other person's body.

A faint strange aura on his body made him feel the danger like a needle.

Du Bai's pupils shrank slightly, and then he pretended to be nothing, but he was secretly alert in his heart.

"Is the warning given to me by Zhengqi just now? That boy seemed to have gotten into something bad..."

On the other side, the boy seemed to have some senses. He turned around and saw carriages slowly passing by, and pedestrians on the road were not strange. He frowned slightly, then turned around and looked at the gilded big word "Liu Mansion" on the plaque for the last time, without any expression on his face.

At this moment, a few young men of the same age who were walking out of the mansion with their arms around were saying something.

Their clothes are much more luxurious than those of the upright boy and their faces are richer.

Their arrival also made the young man subconsciously bow his head and walk towards the mansion.

These men in brocade clothes are the real young masters in the mansion, and the status of the concubine son born to a maid like him is very different. He is often teased and even beaten and scolded by them on weekdays. But the dead father, who is now dead, never looked at him in person that day.

Or to be more precise, his status may be worse than that of the servants in the mansion, and he cannot even control his own life and future.

Even on the day when my mother died of illness, Mr. Liu was still looking for fun outside and did not intend to find a serious doctor for her to see a doctor!

"A mere maid dares to cling to the dragon and phoenix, and dares to give birth to you as a bastard! If the master hadn't been kind-hearted, he would have beaten you and your mother to death. Now he's dying of illness, saving money on food!"

The boy still remembers that day when he knelt in front of the door and begged the aunt to help him, he received the ridicule.

He will never forget even if he dies!

From beginning to end, the only benefit that Mr. Liu's son brought to him was that he could study and learn calligraphy with his husband in the mansion. Mr. Xing did not look down on him because of his identity. If he had any questions, he would answer them carefully, which made him much grateful.

Because he knew that only the imperial examinations could change his life, he worked hard day and night to study without slacking off at all.

But how long will it take to really cross the single-plank bridge? No one knows.

At this moment, as he had guessed, the young masters did not waste their attention on themselves, who were no different from those of the servants in their eyes.

But as he passed by several people, some of the words they said casually came to his ears.

One person asked in confusion: "Grandpa really said that?"

"Of course, I heard it with my own ears." Another man said loudly as if he was deliberately showing off, "If anyone in our mansion can win the imperial examination this time, he can get his own cultivation and become the next head of the family!"

"Honor!"

Hearing this, the rest of the people breathed rapidly, obviously very excited. However, thinking of these harsh predecessor conditions, their passion was cold.

"This case is too difficult. The gentleman said a few days ago that we are still quite short of passing..."

"Oh... it's really a pity that I don't study on weekdays! Let's go to have a cup of tea to relieve my boredom. I heard that a new storyteller came to the teahouse, and there are many interesting stories..."

The few people walked farther and farther away, but no one noticed that behind them, the young man who had already stepped into the threshold of half a step suddenly stopped, his head slightly lowered, but his eyes were filled with a strange light.

"Famous and fame..." he murmured to himself, his face dark and unstable.

But what no one knew was that low tempting sounds kept coming from his ears, and only he could hear them.

"Hehe, it's not easy to be fame. It's just a mere rural examination. Just do what I said..."

The young man's resolute mind finally shook slightly at this moment.

"I..." He struggled a little, his fists clenched.

"Think about it, how did the Liu family treat you? Why do you have to think about them so much?" The voice continued to tempt.

Sweat in his forehead, the boy's fists kept clenching and slowly letting go, and finally seemed to have exhausted his strength, his voice squeaked: "So... can you really get the head of the desk?"

"It's easy to get it!" The tempting voice gradually disappeared, and the harsh laughter made people feel chilled.

If Du Bai could see the boy's righteousness at this time, he would definitely find something strange. The originally pure white Haoran's righteousness has now been stained with strands of obscurity, as if he slowly walked towards the abyss of darkness, leaving no return.

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"I heard that my husband is practicing writing recently?"

On the carriage, Su Wanmiao suddenly mentioned this issue.

"Yes, it just happened that nothing happened recently, and I just practiced itchy." Du Bai knew that this could not be hidden from the other party, so he just answered casually.

It is not rare for scholars to love writing, and there is no need to hide it. Who would have thought that this is a kind of practice?

She suddenly mentioned it, and there must be something she hasn't said yet.

Sure enough, Su Wanmiao and gentle smiled and said, "That's a coincidence. Grandpa also likes to write. Many of the original works of everyone have collected and likes to fiddle with them all day long. My husband should have a lot to say when he goes back this time."

Du Bai suddenly understood the reason for the other party's smile.

Could it be that she thought he practiced calligraphy because he had inquired about Mr. Su's preferences, so she deliberately agreed to what he liked?

This is a misunderstanding.

But seeing her smiling face, he still didn't say it out loud.

At the same time, I felt a little guilty for no reason.

He did not regard the Su family as his own from the beginning, so he never considered these things.

I was chatting all the way, and there were occasional pauses, but the speed was not slow. By the time it was dark, I had already traveled for more than twenty miles. If everything went well, I might be able to get to the vicinity of Yongxu Village tomorrow evening.

It is naturally not suitable for traveling at night, so they took a short rest, drove the carriage around, and a bonfire was set up in the middle. The guards of the team took turns to guard the surroundings and began to camp in the open air.

By the late night, the sky was completely dark, and even the stars were not visible.

When he felt sleepy and planned to return to the carriage to rest, Du Bai heard the old groom beside him say casually: "The sun is covered with dark clouds, it seems that it will rain heavily tomorrow..."

"heavy rain?"

Du Bai looked up at the sky, and it turned out that black clouds were stacked, and there was no moonlight.

This means that their itinerary may have to be delayed for a day.

No words all night.

The next morning, it was indeed gray early in the morning, with a storm coming. The constant wind blew over and over so that the trees on both sides of the road bent slightly. Experienced people said that it would rain heavily in less than an hour, and it would not stop for a while.
Chapter completed!