At the beginning of the public list, all the scholars and candidates were nervous and ignored anything else. Those who ate and put down their chopsticks, while those who drank and put down their glasses. The atmosphere was quiet, fearing that there would be noise, which would lead to not hearing the good news clearly.

Get it!

Soon, the sound of the horse running was heard again and again.

Horses rode one after another, with a distance of only half a quarter of an hour. As the good news came, all the scholars who passed the imperial examination were happy and burst into tears. However, they had never seen any situation similar to "Fan Jin passed the imperial examination". It seems that in the Tianhua Dynasty, fame and fortune are important, but not as important as it is so deformed.

By noon, twenty-one good news had been reported. At the same time, it means that twenty-one people were sure to pass the imperial examination and could become masters, and they successfully obtained the qualification for the Spring Festival exam next year.

These people did not leave immediately, but instead rewarded the best news and continued to stay, to see what the famous talents on the top scorer were ranked in the final ranking.

Most of these people are not from the capital. If nothing unexpected happens, after today, they will return to their hometown one after another early tomorrow morning. One step ahead of them is the second official news, which will be sent directly to the local yamen, and the yamen will send someone to congratulate them.

By then, it is naturally inseparable from the excitement, and it must be even more so than in the capital.

Get it!

The loud sound of horse hooves was like stepping on the heart, causing nerves to beating. This time, the eleventh time has been reported.

"I've won, I've finally won."

The person who passed the exam was a man who was about to enter his sixties. He was crying and laughing. He heard from those who knew the situation that he was from Pingzhou and had taken the tenth provincial examination, spanning thirty years.

Time flies, and it passes by. The ambitions of the past are now only a sigh of relief. Fortunately, I still got it.

A provincial examination can be said to have seen all kinds of things in the world and the world is the hearts of people.

Sitting near the window, Ye Junsheng looked outside and looked silent. Suddenly, he felt aware that the flying sword lurking in the Niwan Palace was "to enter the wine" and was eager to move, showing a positive intention.

In this capital city where vigilance and luck suppressed, Fei Jian has always been very calm. He has not been moved until today.

This sword is spiritual and mysterious and subtle, and its movement must have a reason.

The winner was a talented man sitting on the third floor of the Zhuangyuan Building. He stood up with a smile, raised his wine glass, and drank with his friends around him, feeling very happy.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Nanming, Liu Linyuan and others received good news one after another.

After confirming, Guo Nanming waved his hand fiercely, feeling relieved. In the past, in Jizhou, he was arrogant and genius and regarded fame as dirt. However, he was unexpectedly defeated by Ye Junsheng at the Daoan New Year Poetry Conference. Then he went out to study. After some experience, his mood changed quietly, and he became much more mature and steady.

Holding the gold stamping sticker, he looked at Ye Junsheng by the window with some complex eyes. From Jizhou to Yangzhou, and then to the capital, there were constant grudges between them, but the real intersection was very small. Ye Junsheng gave him a very strange feeling. How could he say it, it felt very mysterious and drifty. Like the wind and fog, it was unpredictable.

If it is said that since Daoan's poems lost their leader, Guo Nanming has regarded Ye Junsheng as the "enemy" and the goal of chasing. But on the other hand, Ye Junsheng is afraid that he has no intention of this at all, he is indifferent or disdainful?

A sense of humiliation of being despised surged into my heart, and Guo Nanming couldn't help but clenched his fists.

Looking at Mei Xuehai, the eyes connected, and the meaning was self-evident.

Perhaps for all the talented people here, if you want to win back the battle with Ye Junsheng, you will be in this imperial examination hall.

As time passes by little, the top three rankings in the provincial examination will be announced soon. Even if this ranking has no substantial impact on the subsequent palace examinations, reputation is reputation. Even if it is invisible, it has an attractiveness that cannot be ignored for scholars.

The third place is Yang Jiangfan, a talented man from Jiangnan.

He did not show much excitement after hearing the good news, but his face was a little gloomy, and he seemed not satisfied with the result;

Second place, Mei Xuehai.

Amid the congratulations, Mei Xuehai only barely smiled. The focus of his eyes always floated to the other side, on Ye Junsheng's body.

Could it be that the old story has happened again and the headmaster was seized by this guy again?

The last place is left, and Ye Junsheng has never been reported to have good news. The possibility of winning the Jie Yuan in this provincial examination is really great; on the contrary, the possibility of failing the exam is a bit unreliable...

Such thoughts are rippling in many people's minds.

Get it!

The horse raised its hooves and knocked on the bluestone streets with a crisp sound. As soon as it fell, the rhythm was clear and clear, just like a person's heartbeat.

"Congratulations to Ye Huifeng, Ye of Jizhou, for his first place in the provincial examination in the high school of Ye Huifeng in Jizhou, and he won the Yuan Dynasty. The Beijing News has been ranked in the Yellow League!"

It was heard with a hoarse cry, and everyone on the street knew it.

It was indeed Ye Junsheng...

Everyone sighed in their hearts, as if they were unwilling to accept it, as if they were a kind of relief.

"I've won, brother, you've won the first place."

Ye Junmei cheered and excited.

However, just as the good news came to his ears, Ye Junsheng felt that the mysterious yellow stone seal in the world was running at high speed, and a little sword light was about to rush out.

Hiss!

In the slightest change, yellow light that was invisible to the naked eye flew from all directions, poured into Ye Junsheng's Niwan Palace, and finally was absorbed and digested by his natal flying sword.

With this supplement, the sword light shone brightly and the sharp edge was strong, as if it was about to fly out to cut off the dust of the world.

Fei Jian took Dapu Pills, and Ye Junsheng was the same. His spirit was suddenly upright, as if he had washed it with divine water and started to shake it up.

In an instant, the whole person was radiant.

This is a spiritual transformation. Although others cannot understand it, the differences in the changes are extremely real and there will be no falsehood.

"Hey, the understanding of the Yuan in the middle is different."

"No, people feel refreshed when they are happy."

Amid the low talk, there was an unconcealed sourness.

Compared to his sister, Ye Junsheng was so calm that he stood up and bowed to the surroundings, and smiled and said, "It's my business today. Thank you for your hospitality, Brother Mei, and I'll say goodbye."

After saying that, Shi Shiran took Ye Junmei downstairs.

Is this over?

Everyone upstairs looked at each other, laughing and crying. It turned out that from beginning to end, Ye Junsheng did not take the formation set up by them, such as the competition at different levels.

"hateful!"

"hateful!"

"Can I swear?"

...

Ye Junsheng didn't care about their reaction: How can one always be praised in life?

Why bother?

But seek the word "freedom".

The original mind is freedom. (To be continued. Please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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