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302. The Sound of Gongs and Drums in Qiaotou Village

"That's just crying your eyes out. If you miss, you'll miss. Brother, you just don't have that fate. What's the use of crying!" Tian Niu's temper got worse, and her words became unpleasant.

The old lady didn't care, didn't listen, didn't ask, didn't speak, didn't say a word, she just shed tears. It was heartbreaking to see.

"Brother, go take care of your mother. She only knows how to cry. What's wrong with her crying?" Tian Niu had no choice but to come to Datong.

Datong sighed and wanted to comfort his mother, but he felt uncomfortable.

"I'll go." Haitang blocked Datong and walked to the yard where her mother-in-law was sitting at the table.

"I heard that one year when the results were released, it rained heavily in the capital, and the roads were washed out. The hillsides fell down, blocking the roads. The messengers couldn't get through, and it was delayed until the next day. The life of the number one scholar cannot be taken away.

, what is yours is always yours, there is no difference whether it comes early or late." Haitang said.

Her mother-in-law didn't say anything, and Haitang didn't know if she heard her.

"I also heard that one year the messenger met a robber. The robber thought he was a rich man and robbed him. Later, the court found out about this and arrested the robber. The imperial list was also added.

It was passed on, but the scholar who took the exam and his mother thought they had not passed the exam a few days ago. One of them hanged himself, the other jumped into a well, and both of them died. After the imperial exam came down, there were no more people, so they had to let the second place winner become the top pick.

Do you think it's a loss or not?" Haitang said again.

"Is this really happening?" Datong mother raised her head and asked.

"Of course, everyone in the county knows about it. Didn't you hear about it last time you went to the county?" Haitang asked.

"So it's not necessarily because Datong didn't win, it may be because the damn person who released the results hasn't come yet." Datong's mother said.

"Yes, that's right. So, we have to wait for a few days. Look at you now, your eyes are as swollen as lanterns. It will be so embarrassing when the results come..." Haitang said with a tut.

After Datong's mother heard this, she quickly wiped her tears and stopped crying. She couldn't embarrass Datong.

"We have to dress up beautifully. Where are the new clothes I made for you last time? Come out and put them on quickly. The messenger may come at any time. We are always ready. We can't lose the Tian family. You

But she’s the number one scholar, isn’t she?”

Haitang's words finally had an effect, and Datong's mother asked Tian Niu to go into the house to apply makeup and powder...

"Sister Haitang, you are so amazing. You managed to coax the old lady to death with just a few words. Please teach me how to coax my mother-in-law to do the same..." Lamei said.

"You, you are just thinking about your mother-in-law right now..." Haitang laughed at her.

"I'm afraid I can only coax her for three to five days, and I don't know what to do next." Haitang knew that this delaying strategy would not last long.

Let’s talk about it after a few days...

The setting sun has been taken away by the sky, leaving only the last red cloud, which is about to fade away. This is the last light of dusk. Everyone is looking at the horizon, each with their own thoughts.

At this time, I suddenly heard a deafening sound of gongs and drums coming from the entrance of the village.

"Bang, bang, bang, dang, dang, gu gu gu..."

Gongs and drums are used only when important events happen. The gongs and drums are passed down from the entrance of the village. Before it gets dark, every household comes out to join in the fun and see what is going on. The gongs and drums in Qiaotou Village have not sounded for several years.

I saw a dignified-looking official wearing a rich uniform, who should not be looked down upon. He was riding on a tall maroon horse, wearing an official hat. The horse walked very slowly...


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