Zhang Chengwang was greatly shocked. He had always been arrogant and felt that his talent was not inferior to that of Yuan Suijun, but he was just unlucky. In addition, he had previously wanted to get the first place like Yuan Suijun, so he was delayed until now.
Unexpectedly, he took the last place and became the lucky person in the eyes of the world who was lucky enough to be on the list.
This was undoubtedly a great shame and humiliation for him.
He bit his lower lip tightly, and the smell of blood rolled in his throat. The smell of blood made him have the urge to vomit.
The waiter in the store was still congratulating him, "Many people spend their entire lives failing to become a scholar. Zhang Xiucai, you have become a scholar at a young age. You have a bright future. In time, you will definitely become a master of civil examination."
A twenty-year-old scholar can be considered young and promising.
However, he remembered that this scholar was already married, and he heard that he also had a son, otherwise many wealthy families must be interested in marrying him.
All kinds of free and kind words came out of his mouth, and the waiter was counting on Zhang Chengwang to give him more rewards.
"I remember that Zhang Xiucai was from Lushan Village. Lushan Village is really a treasure of Feng Shui. There have been several scholars before and after him. The last scholar was Yuan Xiucai, who was a famous talent in Guangning County. At that time, he was not
By the age of fourteen, he had already been admitted as a scholar with the first place. If it had not been for his health, he would have been a master of civil examinations now. Do Zhang Xiucai and that Yuan scholar know each other?"
The waiter in this shop didn't mention any pot, and directly mentioned the existence that Zhang Chengwang deliberately ignored at this time.
Yuan Suijun was ranked first among scholars at the age of fourteen, but he was ranked last among scholars at the age of twenty. The two of them can be said to be in the same world.
The smell of blood in his throat became stronger and stronger. Zhang Chengwang finally couldn't bear it anymore and vomited out a mouthful of blood. The blood splashed on his green shirt like plum blossoms. His vision went dark and he fainted.
Halfway through the waiter's words, he suddenly felt something splash on his face. He subconsciously raised his head and saw Zhang Chengwang falling down, with the corners of his lips stained with a shocking red color.
The waiter touched his face - it was obviously blood.
He reacted belatedly, Zhang Chengwang vomited blood?
It's so good, why do you vomit blood?
Isn't it a good thing to be admitted as a scholar? Is it possible that you are so happy that you vomit blood?
Isn’t this scholar too impatient?
The waiter hurriedly ran to tell the shopkeeper about this, and the shopkeeper waved his hand and said: "Hurry and help him to his room, and then ask the doctor to take a look."
Originally, it was a good thing for their small inn that Zhang Chengwang wanted to be a scholar, and they could feel a little happy. After all, those literati preferred to live in big restaurants such as Fulai Building. Who knew that Zhang Chengwang actually vomited blood, and such a happy event seemed a bit unlucky.
.
The shopkeeper couldn't help but think deeply, or is it that Cheng Wang's fate cannot bear it?
Just now, a scholar is vomiting blood. If he is really successful, he is probably going to die?
Of course, he also knew that people would hate him if he said such words, so he only dared to think like this secretly.
…
The doctor came over quickly. After diagnosis, Zhang Chengwang found that it was agitation of Qi and blood caused by emotional ups and downs. He gave him an injection, prescribed some medicine, boiled it and took it, and he was fine.
Zhang Chengwang only felt that the congratulations in his ears were very dazzling and made him unable to be happy at all.
He just wanted to go back as soon as possible and didn't want to stay in this embarrassing situation.
If he were not afraid of offending the county magistrate, he would not even want to attend the scholar banquet that the county magistrate would hold in a few days.
Zhang Chengwang felt that the reason why he did so poorly in the exam this time was mostly due to his wife Su Yuewei. If it wasn't because he was distracted by the bunch of bad things and affected his mood, he would not have performed abnormally.
No wonder people often say that marrying a virtuous wife is a good idea. Without a virtuous wife, he will have to swallow the bitter fruit by himself.
He comforted himself that even if he was ranked last, he was still a real scholar and could still participate in next year's provincial examination.
As long as he can become the Master of Juren, he will become the youngest Juren in Guangning County.
He packed his things and prepared to return to the village, avoiding other friends for the time being.
It was just that he was a step late after all, and as soon as he left the inn, he was stopped by someone he knew. The person's name was Gan Kun, and he was somewhat at odds with Zhang Chengwang.
Gan Kun showed a bright smile and said, "Congratulations to Brother Zhang."
Seeing his expression, Zhang Chengwang knew that Gan Kun must have passed the exam, otherwise he wouldn't have smiled so brightly. He was the last one, so Gan Kun must be in front of him. God is so short-sighted, why?
Did he pass the exam?
When Zhang Chengwang and Gan Kun were in school, they both studied under the same name. Zhang Chengwang's scores in every test were better than those of Gan Kun. In his opinion, Gan Kun was jealous that he was more valued than his teacher.
Of course, in Gan Kun's eyes, it was another story. He felt that Zhang Chengwang was just better than him because of his hard work. As a result, he always acted like he was the best in the world, as if he was friends with them.
They are all condescending.
Zhang Chengwang said calmly: "Congratulations. Brother Gan also passed the exam."
Gan Kun took out his fan and shook it, with a smile on his face, "Yes, I am lucky, ranked twenty-fifth. Hahaha, I remember Brother Zhang was the last one, but fortunately Brother Zhang is here, otherwise I would be at the bottom
That’s it.”
"One is also very important."
He patted Zhang Chengwang's shoulder so hard that Zhang Chengwang almost vomited a mouthful of blood.
He wanted to leave right away, but Gan Kun seemed to have endless things to say, and kept holding him back, one by one, one by one. Zhang Chengwang was so pricked that he could hardly control his expression.
I don't know how long it took, but Gan Kun, who was so thirsty after talking, finally let Zhang Chengwang go.
Zhang Chengwang was able to leave the inn without any joy at all, only annoyed and tired.
He secretly gritted his teeth. Next year, he must win the exam and impress those who are laughing at him.
When he was tired and returned to Lushan Village, he saw the villagers building houses in full swing. They were all energetic and in good spirits. At a glance, no one was slacking off and they were all working hard.
Zhang Chengwang immediately realized, was he building Su Yueling's big house?
There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes. As a man, Yuan Suijun really had the nerve to live on the money earned by his wife. He did not have the responsibility and kindness that a man should have.
While he was slandering, Yuan Suijun came out of the house.
Zhang Chengwang didn't really want to meet Yuan Suijun, but Yuan Suijun had already walked towards him and bowed with him, "Brother Chengwang, congratulations on your wish to become a scholar."
"You are really lucky. I don't know which god or Buddha you will pray to before the exam. It's time to go and fulfill your wish."
Zhang Chengwang's face turned pale, knowing that Yuan Suijun would not let go of this opportunity to laugh at him.
Fortunately, a villager heard what they said, so he came closer and asked: "Why do you say he is lucky?"
Yuan Suijun had a smile like a spring breeze on his face, "In previous years, the maximum number of scholars in the county was twenty-five. This year, because there were so many people who signed up, the number was twenty-six. Brother Cheng Wang happened to be ranked second.
There are twenty-six people. If there are a few less people who sign up, he will not be on the list. Do you think he is lucky?"
"Brother Chengwang has to thank those who signed up."
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