In the autumn of Jinghe's twenty-third year, the sky was as blue as if it had just been washed in a glass vat, and so translucent that it could reveal the unconcealed pride in people's hearts - yes, that's me, Gu Qingxian, the freshly baked, guaranteed top scorer in this year's imperial examination!
The crowded scene on Zhuque Street, how should I put it, I suspect that all the living creatures in the capital came to join in the fun. Ahem, low-key, low-key.
Everything was perfect, as perfect as a happy ending on the stage. I even began to plan a bright future in my mind: I would go to the Hanlin Academy to have a meal, drink tea, and read the newspaper in the morning; I would chat with my colleagues about poetry and brag in the afternoon; I would take my mother and sister to the countryside for an outing on holidays and taste farm food... On these days, just thinking about it makes my bones feel lighter.
Just when I was immersed in the fantasy of a happy future life, and the arc of the corners of my mouth was about to break through the sky, the white horse under me suddenly made a "slipping" noise and came to a sudden stop, and the horse's hooves rubbed uneasily on the ground.
I saw a few "obstacles" standing in the middle of my glittering broad road at the intersection ahead of me. The leader was a young man leading a black horse. He was wearing a black riding suit. The material looked more expensive than my No. 1 Scholar robe. . .
Lightning protection introduction, this is just a double male protagonist in terms of psychological and social identities. . Forget it depends on the two male protagonists who are purely physiological. . .
