Seeing that he had won the Huiyuan, Wei Chen was also overjoyed. He was about to turn around to share the joy with Sheng Changbai, but saw Sheng Changbai silently taking two steps back next to him, as if we were unfamiliar with each other.
Wei Chen was still wondering, but a group of servants like wolves and tigers had already surrounded him. An old man stepped forward tentatively and asked, "Is this Wei Chen and Wei Xingyun, sir?"
"I am."
Wei Chen nodded subconsciously and immediately realized that something was wrong.
Oops!
Forgot to manage your expressions!
It must have been because I was so happy when I saw the list that I attracted the army of son-in-law hunters who were watching eagerly.
"Is your Excellency really Jinke Huiyuan Wei Xingyun?"
When the old man heard Wei Chen's admission, he was immediately overjoyed. He excitedly held Wei Chen's hand and said, "You are indeed a rare young man! I wonder if you can visit me at my humble residence when you have time?"
Wei Chen withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly: "This old man, you and I have never met each other, right?"
The old man laughed and said, "Master, don't panic. My surname is Gao. I live in Bianjing. I have been running a herbal medicine shop on Mahang Street for many years. The family's wealth is not just one million, but maybe one hundred thousand. Now I am over fifty, and I have only one daughter at my knees. I play music, chess, calligraphy and painting."
He knows everything, and his appearance is astonishing. I wonder if you would like to become my son-in-law by riding a dragon for my family?"
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Before the old man could finish speaking, another group of people who had heard the news gathered around him.
When Wei Chen heard the terms, he thought, "Good guys, everyone is great.
Businessmen are considered to be at the lowest level, and military commanders and lords are just average. Although the royal relatives are prominent, their futures can be seen at a glance, and they are not very popular here in Xinke Gongshi.
The most confident ones are those from official families.
Of course, it also depends on the family background, official rank, and whether it is noble or noble. These conditions are almost the same, and then let’s compare the richness of the dowry.
Dozens of people squeezed Wei Chen in the middle, all talking about their homes, and Wei Chen felt like his head was buzzing.
When he saw someone quietly taking out a large sack not far away, Wei Chen suddenly became excited and shouted at the top of his lungs: "There is chaff in the house, there is chaff in the house!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the crowd fell silent in an instant. People who had been arguing enthusiastically just now shook their heads, sighed, and dispersed.
Just now, the old man named Gao, who was worth hundreds of thousands, happened to pass by Sheng Changbai. He was the first to come, and saw that Sheng Changbai had been standing with Wei Chen before, so he couldn't help but ask more: "I wonder if the young master has passed the tribute examination?"
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Sheng Changbai had no expression on his face and asked: "Do you think I look like I passed the imperial examination?"
The old man surnamed Gao looked at Sheng Changbai from head to toe.
The appearance and age are not bad, but the wooden expression does not look like what he should look like after passing the exam.
He shook his head at that moment, abandoned Sheng Changbai, and turned around to find another entrance examination scholar who was dancing happily.
"Zecheng, you are so uninteresting. Are you really not worried about me being put in a sack and carried away?"
Wei Chen, who had finally escaped, was completely disgraced. Naturally, he was very dissatisfied with Sheng Changbai's behavior just now, watching the fire from across the bank.
"Don't be afraid. Isn't there a bad family in Xingyun?" Sheng Changbai teased, with a rare smile on his face.
Wei Chen shook his head helplessly, then thought of something and asked: "By the way, how many hits did our Jingxi Club win this time?"
"Eleven, most of the unmarried ones were taken away. There are still twelve..."
Talking about the failed members, Sheng Changbai couldn't help but sigh softly.
A total of twenty-three people from the Jingxi Club participated in this examination, and 11 out of the 23 were successful, nearly half of them. This probability is extremely astonishing no matter where you place it.
But seeing the loneliness written on the faces of those friends in the club who used to study together, Sheng Changbai could not let go after all.
"11 out of 23, if you tell me, your jaw will drop, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?"
Of course Wei Chen understood Sheng Changbai's feelings. He stepped forward, patted Sheng Changbai's shoulder gently, and said comfortingly: "Those who can join our Jingxi Society are all people with a strong will and perseverance. I believe they will be able to get back on their feet.
Start all over again."
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The day after the results are released.
It rained heavily in Bianjing.
Spring rain is as precious as oil. With this spring rain, the spring drought in Bianjing and near can finally be alleviated a little.
Many people attribute this timely rain to the joy of the release of the examination results, and think that this is a new member of the list, which makes God happy, so he sent this spring rain to congratulate him.
In front of the home of Wei Chen, the representative of Xinke Gongshi, there was already a different scene.
There were cars and horses parked in front of the door, and many people came to the door holding umbrellas to ask for a meeting. In fact, most of them were women with yellow ribbons in their buns. In such attire, they were matchmakers.
Among the new Gongshi or future Jinshi on this list, no one can compare with Wei Chen in terms of conditions.
At the age of fifteen, he won five yuan in a row. He was tall and handsome, and he was from the Han family. He was simply the best son-in-law in the eyes of those wealthy families.
No, early in the morning, while the rain was still pounding outside, the Wei Mansion received more than a dozen matchmakers.
Although Wei Chen excused himself by saying that he had a marriage contract, the matchmakers still stepped through the threshold of the Wei mansion regardless.
With Wei Chen's conditions, let alone an engagement, even if they are already married, they can divorce and remarry!
In fact, after every imperial examination, the Jinshi of the Great Zhou Dynasty would set off a trend of divorcing their wives. The so-called wife of a bad man will not leave the court, which is really a virtue only possessed by a few people.
Moreover, Wei Chen was born in the Han family, which means that even if he had been engaged before, his family status would not be too high. Now that Wei Chen has won the Hui Yuan, the identity gap between men and women has widened, which is the best time to pry a corner. Therefore, many matchmakers come to Wei Mansion with confidence.
A group of matchmakers blocked the door of Wei's house and chattered non-stop. Wei Chen was so annoyed that he had to close the door and hide with Zhuang Jun in Sheng's house.
Even if it rains, a large courtyard like the Sheng family is still busy with people coming in and out. The maids hold oil-paper umbrellas smeared with red ink and walk between the white walls and black tiles.
Wei Chen first sent Zhuang Jun to Shou'an Hall to talk to the old lady, and then he walked through the many pavilions and pavilions and came to the outside of the school.
Hearing the sound of books inside, Wei Chen smiled slightly, put away his umbrella and handed it to the female servant aside, patted the raindrops on his body and raised his head, then stepped in.
"The little gentleman came to see us!"
Sheng Changfeng was the first to see Wei Chen and immediately let out a cheer of surprise.
Mo Lan, who was reciting poems to Qi Heng, Ru Lan, who was immersed in solving an arithmetic problem, Ming Lan, who seemed to be practicing calligraphy but was actually in a daze, and Qi Heng, who was only peeking at Ming Lan, all turned back to Wei.
Chen looked over.
Sheng Changbai was still studying in his study room. Every one of these students in the school could be considered a student taught by Wei Chen.
Seeing these familiar faces, Wei Chen suddenly felt that all his worries had disappeared, and he asked with a smile: "How have your homework been recently? Have you not been lazy during my absence?"