Despair sometimes comes out of nowhere, appearing regardless of other people's feelings or asking if they are willing.
The fat man on the side noticed the depressed Ling Yun, carefully pulled Ling Yun's sleeves, and said softly, "It's okay Ling Yun, we'll come back next year, don't you think I'll be with you? I'm not on the list either, come to think of it.
Wouldn’t it be less sad?”
Ling Yun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He thought to himself, Fatty, are you doing this to comfort people or to bully them?
However, he also knew that Fatty's intention was good, so he didn't worry about the way he spoke and just nodded in default.
Just when Ling Yun was about to accept his fate and turn around to go back to his room, the sound of the drums got closer and closer.
There was a knock and a knock, and the sound shook Ling Yun's mind.
He was already upset, and his heartbeat kept beating along with the sound of the drum.
The sound of breathing became heavier and heavier, and the sound of heartbeat became clearer and clearer.
Suddenly, the sound of bronze drums followed the officials and entered the palace again. The officials in front of them shouted like a bell, "Is Master Lingyun here?"
Ling Yun was so confused that he stared at several officials and forgot to answer for a moment.
"Master Lingyun, are you here?" the official asked again uncertainly.
"Here...here." Ling Yun was confused for a while, and then fell into ecstasy.
He originally thought there was no hope, so much so that he just lost his mind, but now things have turned around and he has actually been successful.
Thinking of the voice just now, could it be that I am really the number one?
Thinking about it, it was really shocking. Ling Yun suddenly felt that his legs were a little weak. No matter how hard he tried, there was just no strength.
"Congratulations to Mr. Ling, congratulations to Mr. Ling..." Halfway through his words, his voice suddenly stopped.
Ling Yun looked at the officer with confusion, and the latter asked uncertainly, "Are you Mr. Ling Yun?"
"My name is Ling Yun, I guess so." Ling Yun was a little unsure when he asked, and couldn't help but wonder if there were people with the same name in the same examination room?
The officer who reported the news originally thought that the head of the case was an old man, if not at least a middle-aged man. What he didn't expect was that the young man in front of him actually claimed that he was Master Ling.
He couldn't help but have doubts. Could it be that he had the same name?
So he said cautiously, "Master Ling is from Lingshan County?"
"Exactly." Ling Yun nodded in agreement.
When the official heard this, he knew that the person in front of him was right. He couldn't help but marvel in his heart. He was really young and promising, with unlimited potential!
After confirming that he had identified the wrong person, the official quickly congratulated him, "Congratulations to Mr. Ling, congratulations to Mr. Ling. Mr. Ling has been hit and is the head of the case."
Although he thought about the voice just now and guessed that he was the first, he was still shocked when the official announced it in person and took half a step back.
The officer hurriedly grabbed him and asked with concern, "Master Ling, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine." Ling Yun said it was fine, but his body was shaking honestly.
Ling Yun felt that his body was a little dizzy and he touched his face. Fortunately, he was not delirious.
He suddenly understood why Fan Jin went crazy after winning the exam. He now felt that he was in an unreal state.
It's like a soul, conscious but unable to control its body.
After the fat man and Wang Jinghui on the side reacted, they hurriedly came to Ling Yun and supported him, one on each side.
The fat man motioned to the soldier to come forward and hand out the money. He said he didn't know where the soldier got so much money.
He was surprised that each of the five officials was given a tael of silver. He was so angry that Ling Yun felt distressed!
After the official left, Ling Yun struggled to stand up and stared at the soldier bitterly.
The soldier was stared at and felt confused. He thought he had done something wrong again.
Otherwise, how would he feel that Ling Yun looked at him with such fierce eyes?
It's like the expression on a tiger's face when it sees its prey, wanting to devour him with all its fangs and claws.
Hearing that Ling Yun was the head of the case, Wang Wenxuan and his wife walked out of the room. They were about to say hello and congratulate Ling Yun, but seeing his appearance, they couldn't bear to disturb him.
Ling Yun was lying in the room, looking at the ceiling, grinning, and kept repeating the sentence, "Oh! I actually got hit, and I am the first in the case."
Ling Yun was the only one in the room, and he suddenly felt that everything was so unreal, as if it was yesterday.
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Two days later, there was a banquet for students at the Anzhou magistrate's residence.
After Ling Yun found out that he was on the list, he couldn't wait to pack his gifts and go home the next day, but when he was about to leave Wang's house, he was stopped by Wang Jinghui.
Candidates who are said to be successful scholars will be invited to the magistrate's residence to attend the scholar's banquet.
Why does this look a bit like a celebration banquet hosted by the imperial court for candidates?
Helplessly, Ling Yun had to postpone the date of returning home.
"Ling Yun, what if you wear this? I asked someone to buy it in your size this morning, and it's made of white fabric. After all, the people I'm going to meet later are big figures like the Academic Affairs Master and the Prefect, how can you do this?
Won't it seem solemn enough?" Wang Jinghui said with a thoughtful tone, standing next to Ling Yun and urging him.
Ling Yun shook his head, he thought this was good.
You can't just wear new clothes just because the person you meet is an official, right?
Can wearing clothes represent inner respect?
Of course not?
Besides, this dress was made by Dawa and Yang step by step. If he wears it to attend the student banquet, it will make him feel that his family is also involved. After all, he is the head of the case.
So no matter how earnestly and well-intentioned Wang Jinghui was, he remained unmoved.
He is not here to flatter and flatter, and there is no need to dress brightly.
Being yourself is the most authentic thing!
Ling Yun was wearing a clean and whitish white shirt. In fact, when making clothes, Yang was not willing to make white fabric, saying it was unlucky, so he had to change it to other colors.
Only after Ling Yun repeatedly begged and acted coquettishly did Yang reluctantly agree, because not using it to make clothes would mean wasting this piece of fabric.
Finally, he had the opportunity to wear clothes made by Dawa and Yang to attend the so-called scholar banquet.
If the Yang family knew that Ling Yun was wearing shabby clothes to meet with the high officials of the court, I wonder what they would think.
Ling Yun, Wang Jinghui and other students, under the guidance of servants, walked into Li Huairen's mansion, which was the residence of the prefect of Anzhou at this time.
Compared with the Wang family's mansion, this mansion has a completely different style, giving it a completely new feel.
The pavilions, bridges and flowing water, as well as the singing of birds and the fragrance of flowers, really make people feel relaxed and happy in this summer.
The various plants in the mansion are planted with special care and have a unique flavor!
Ling Yun actually saw bamboo in the yard. Ancient literati loved bamboo, and the literati of the current dynasty were no exception.
It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo.
A lifelong habitat must be planted with bamboo poles.
Bamboo is a symbol of elegance and purity, so ancient people often planted some bamboos in the places where they lived to express their yearning for the noble and proud character of bamboo.
