At the end of February, after the clouds were brewing, what fell from the sky in Beijing were no longer the snow particles but raindrops. Although it was raining and chilly, the mood of spring was already clear.
Tomorrow is the day for the Ministry of Rites Examination, which is also the day when the provincial examination results are released.
Cheng Silang has been sitting in the study for half a day. Although the exam was completed half a month ago, there is still the palace exam right away, so he doesn't dare to have fun and has to study conscientiously. However, he doesn't know if it is still necessary.
If you fail the provincial examination...
The spring rain was silent, but Cheng Silang still felt that his ears were full of noise.
He simply got up and walked back and forth, and then stopped suddenly. He listened carefully and heard the faint sounds of chaotic footsteps outside. He suddenly felt worried and went back to sit down in front of the desk. When he sat down, the footsteps disappeared again.
.
Did you hear it wrong...
Cheng Silang slumped his shoulders again, looking at the books on the desks for a moment, and found that he couldn't read them, so he simply stood up again.
At this moment the door was pushed open violently.
"Shiro-kun!" the maid's laughter sounded.
Cheng Silang was so frightened that he staggered and sat back.
The maid's laughter sounded in the room.
"Sister Banqin, please stop teasing Mr. Shiro!" Banqin said, pushing her aside and entering first.
Cheng Silang's face turned red and he pretended to be calm as he picked up the scroll.
"What's the matter? I'm studying..." he said.
The maid stopped smiling and stepped forward with a sad expression.
"Shiro-kun..." she said sadly.
"Sister." Ban Qin stamped her feet, "Stop teasing Shiro-kun."
She said, bowed her knees and saluted, her smile blooming like a flower.
"Congratulations, Shiro-kun." she said.
Cheng Silang suddenly heard a bang in his head, and fireworks exploded in front of his eyes.
Although tomorrow is the official day to release the list, the list has already come out at this time, and people with connections and ability can already know the results.
And his sister Cheng Jiaoniang is naturally considered a person with connections and abilities.
Did you win?
"Banqin, it's not that I want to tease Mr. Shiro, but Mr. Shiro wants to learn from Taifu Xie."
"Who is Mr. Xie?"
The voices of the two maids were still ringing in his ears, but Cheng Silang could no longer hear them in his heart. His ears were full of hits, hits, and he finally couldn't help but grin.
"…Three hundred and fifty-six were selected…"
Master Cheng Er said with a hum.
"Four hundred and eighteen people were admitted."
Cheng Silang looked ashamed. Of course, this kind of shame was completely different from the shame of not passing the exam. The mood was different.
"That's also a hit." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
"Even the last one ranked among the top in the palace examination." The maid smiled and said, "I heard that the master ranked 290th in the provincial examination, but jumped to 134th in the palace examination."
Master Cheng Er suddenly changed his expression when he heard this. Before he could speak, Cheng Qiniang spoke first.
"My father did better than my fourth brother in the exam," she said happily.
"Yes, yes, there were few candidates who took the exam that year, so only three hundred were selected." The maid laughed.
Three hundred, two hundred and ninety?
"Ah, that father is in the bottom ten." Cheng Qiniang blurted out while calculating in her mind.
Mr. Cheng Er glared angrily.
"It is rare for a family to have two Jinshi scholars!" Mrs. Cheng Er said in a hurry to smooth things over.
"It's not difficult, right?" the maid said with a smile.
Whose girl is this? So unruly? Or is she not from the Cheng family?
Master Cheng Er was so angry that he wanted to scold someone. As he spoke, he saw the maid come to her senses.
This maid is really not from their family!
From the Zhang family!
The Zhang Jiangzhou family has produced more than two Jinshi from their ancestors to the present. Not to mention the ancestors, there are no fewer than four Zhang Jiangzhou generations...
This maid is a gift from the teacher and the elder, so how can I scold you casually...
Mr. Cheng Er swallowed back the scolding that came to his lips.
"Get ready for the imperial examination." He said, flinging his sleeves and leaving.
"Master Silang, let's go see the list." The maid ignored the sullen look on Mr. Cheng Er's face and said to Cheng Silang with a smile.
"If you don't already know, why do you want to see it in person?" Banqin asked.
The maid smiled.
"Watching the list is very lively, just like a big temple fair or a lantern viewing party. There are many people and it's fun." She said, "You can also see a son-in-law being caught under the list!"
The eyes of several young ladies in the room lit up.
Speaking of which, it was almost two months since they arrived in Beijing. The flower trees in the yard that were bare when they first came have now sprouted buds ready to bloom. From the severe winter to the early spring, a season has passed, but they have
I haven’t left home yet, let alone watched the temple fair and lantern show.
Everyone said that the capital was prosperous and lively, but they felt it would be better to be in Jiangzhou.
Hearing what the maid said was so lively, several of them couldn't sit still.
"Madam, shall we accompany Mr. Silang?" the maid asked Cheng Jiaoniang.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"Master Silang?" The maid looked at Cheng Silang again.
Cheng Jiaoniang agreed. Whenever Cheng Silang refused, he nodded immediately.
"You..." The maid's gaze turned to Cheng Siniang, Five Niangs and Seven Niangs, looking at their gleaming expressions of expectation, "Let's go together."
The three little ladies were immediately elated and stood up subconsciously.
Cheng Qiniang sat down again and snorted with a sullen face.
Seeing her like this, Cheng Siniang and Cheng Wuniang hesitated for a moment, looked at each other, and hesitated whether to sit down or not.
"Then change your clothes and let's go. Someone, come and prepare the car." The maid had already said loudly, while greeting them.
Everyone invited me, so it would be a bad idea to refuse. Cheng Siniang and Wuniang stepped forward without hesitation.
Seeing everyone was about to leave, Cheng Qiniang immediately stood up again.
"Fourth brother," she shouted, followed up and grabbed Cheng Silang's sleeve, "I want to ride in the same car with you."
Cheng Silang smiled and nodded with a bit of fondness.
Seeing the girls and servants getting busy because so many people were going out, Mrs. Cheng Er, the head of the house who had been ignored, had no choice but to get up too.
"Banqin, halfqin."
She walked out quickly, looked at the maid who was giving orders to several servants, and said with a smile.
The maid responded yes, and came over after finishing talking to the maid.
"What are your orders, madam?" she asked.
"Silang is in high school, so I have to congratulate him no matter what." Mrs. Cheng Er said with a smile.
"That's natural. Madam, just make arrangements." The maid also smiled and said, "Just come to me to spend the money. I will accompany my wife and the others to see the results."
After saying that, he took a step forward, took two steps and then turned back.
"Oh, by the way, do you want to go with me, madam?" she asked with a smile.
Mrs. Cheng Er rolled her eyes inwardly.
"No, no, what am I going to see? Let the children go and play." She smiled, watching the maid turn around and leave with a smile. When the figure disappeared from the courtyard gate, the smile on Mrs. Cheng's face immediately disappeared.
Shall I arrange it? Pay you money? What have I become?!
Mrs. Cheng Er sighed, holding the document in vain and being an empty-handed master. She didn't want to live like this for too long.
There are so many people on the street, so close to each other that you can't even see the edge.
"Sir, how do you get through this?"
A boy shouted in shock.
"It's the first time I've seen the list." A scholar next to him laughed, pointing at the stupid boy and the stupid young man next to him.
"Yes, we came to wait at midnight."
Hearing this man speak, the scholar looked over.
"Brother Yuan Chao, this time I finally lived up to the wait." He smiled and cupped his hands, "Congratulations to Brother Yuan Chao for high school!"
This high school shouted, before Han Yuanchao had time to reply, he saw a group of people shouting around him, staring at him like wolves and tigers. If the boy next to him hadn't been able to follow him, someone would have stretched out his hand to hold him.
Already.
"Have officials ever gotten married?" Voices ranging in pitch and depth asked this question at the same time.
"Yes, yes." Han Yuanchao replied hurriedly.
The crowd cheered and dispersed instantly.
Han Yuanchao and his companions looked at each other and laughed.
"Recruiting a son-in-law under the list is really wild." The scholar laughed and thought of something again, "Yuan Dynasty, remember that you were almost recruited three years ago..."
"That's not true." Han Yuanchao said with a smile, "How many times have I said it."
"Yes, it's not Mr. Chen's family. It's the daughter of Mr. Chen's family. The son-in-law chosen by that young lady who is good at writing books is also a Jinshi this time, but he was not caught under the ranking." The scholar said with a smile, "Then
Who was it that wanted to recruit you as your son-in-law that time?"
"How many times have I said it, no?" Han Yuanchao said helplessly. Suddenly he stopped talking and looked in one direction.
"...Look, the high school student has been caught!"
The maid smiled and pointed forward with her hand.
The four and five ladies, including the seventh lady, who were sitting outside the carriage, all looked over and looked excited.
"Oh, you are so old, why are you still robbing me?" Cheng Siniang said in surprise.
"Robbing, of course, there are many benefits if a Jinshi goes back. The whole family can pay less taxes. With less taxes, they can make more money." The maidservant said with a smile.
"Hey? Wouldn't that be a lucky cat?" Cheng Wuniang said with a smile.
Before I finished reading here, there was a burst of excitement over there, with three or four groups of people fighting, and Cheng Qiniang giggled.
Cheng Silang looked at his sisters, a little helpless and a little funny.
"Are you here to watch the rankings with me, or are you here to watch other people's excitement?" he said with a smile.
"Brother, do you want to see the ranking?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.
Cheng Silang smiled and looked at the crowded crowd in front of him that even a needle could not penetrate.
Although I want to see my name on the list with my own eyes, it must feel very good, but...
"I already know, what else are you looking at?" He smiled.
Cheng Jiaoniang smiled slightly.
"Um..." She turned her head and looked aside. As soon as she spoke, four or five attendants immediately stood over.
"Madam." They said in unison.
"Squeeze a way out and let Mr. Silang and I go over and have a look." Cheng Jiaoniang said.
The attendants responded, and immediately rushed through the crowd like wolves and tigers, cutting mountains and axes.
Looking at the road that was instantly given up, Cheng Silang hurried forward while looking at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"Sister, you don't know the names of your attendants, do you?" He asked as he thought of something.
Cheng Jiaoniang nodded.
"I didn't pay attention," she said, "Then I'll make a note of it when I go back."
Cheng Silang laughed and carefully protected her towards the place where the list was posted.
Who is that person?
Han Yuanchao couldn't help but think that as he watched, the crowds parted and closed again. Gradually the woman and the young scholar disappeared into the sea of people. Did they go to see the ranking list?
"Yuan Dynasty, Yuan Dynasty."
His companion yelled and patted him on the shoulder, interrupting Han Yuanchao's exploration.
"Look, look at that person over there." His companion patted him on the shoulder and pointed to one side.
In the carriage, the maid was still leading the young ladies to watch the fun, laughing from time to time.
"That girl looks familiar." The companion said, looking at Han Yuanchao, "She looks like the girl who came to you, right?"
Han Yuanchao smiled.
"Let's go, why are we watching the excitement? Let's go back and prepare for the imperial examination in peace." He interrupted and turned around.
The word palace examination reminded my companions, and they immediately lost their interest in watching the fun.
"Let's go, let's go," he said hurriedly.
The two of them went against the influx of people.
Cheng Jiaoniang and Cheng Silang stood at the bottom of the yellow list. They already knew their rankings in advance and knew where they were, but Cheng Silang's eyes were still on the top of the list.
Qin Hu.
"It's that Mr. Qin." Cheng Silang said, with a bit of surprise and envy, "How can he be so powerful at such a young age?"
Cheng Jiaoniang looked over and smiled slightly.
"Some people are just talented, don't compare them or care about them," she said.
"I have no comparison." Cheng Silang said with a smile, his eyes fell on the last one, and he quickly found his name. His heartbeat was pounding, and his expression was excited, "Look, mine, mine."
Sure enough, it felt different when I saw my name with my own eyes.
The people next to him saw his excited look, looked at the ranking he was looking at, and curled their lips.
"The one at the bottom is so excited. I wonder if the one at the top will faint and be carried out." They laughed softly.
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"Master!"
At this time, ten miles outside the capital, two horses were slowly stopping. One of the boys pointed ahead and shouted loudly.
"Look, Mr. Zhou is here!"
The young master on the horse behind him took off his hood and revealed that he was none other than Qin Hu, the current number one.
A smile spread across Qin Shou's face as he looked at the approaching men and horses galloping in front of him.
"Ah, Zhou Shijin, it's been a hard journey." He galloped forward, cupped his hands and laughed loudly.
Liu Lang was still wearing a raincoat, and the raindrops on it had been blown dry. He reached out and took off his hat, looked at Qin Shisanlang and snorted.
"I don't dare, I don't dare, I have to ask Qin Shengyuan to greet you," he said, cupping his hands.
Qin Shisanlang laughed and straightened his figure at him.
"Come on, come on, just shout a few more times." He said, "It's not in vain that I braved the rain to come all the way to pick you up early in the morning."
Zhou Lang made a sound and suddenly took out a flower crown from behind his back.
Qin Shisanlang was startled.
"What do you want to do?" he shouted, urging his horse to turn around.
But it was still a step too late, and Liu Lang urged his horse to reach out and catch him.
"I don't want to take this thing with me!" he shouted.
In the end, the thick arms holding Liulang were strong, and he was pinned down on his head.
"I call you Qin Shengyuan, how can you do it without a hairpin!" Zhou Lang laughed loudly.
"We haven't had the imperial examination yet! What kind of hairpin is this?" Qin Shisanlang reached out to take it off.
Saturday Lang stretched out his hand and held it down.
"Hey, little cripple, don't you dare to get a hairpin? Are you afraid that you won't be able to get into the top ten if you get a hairpin?" he said with a smile.
Qin Shisanlang sighed and shook off Liulang Lang.
"Don't provoke me, it's useless," he said, urging the horse forward without taking off the funny and crooked flower crown on his head.
"I will definitely be among the top ten hairpin flowers that day. I just dislike your ugly flower."
"It's really ugly."
"Where did you get it?"
"I don't know how to choose some beautiful flowers..."
"Is it stolen from the roadside? You didn't buy it with money, right?"
Zhou Lang laughed loudly and urged his horse to catch up. The two horses rushed away one after the other.
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PS: This volume and the next volume will emphasize emotional description. Many times, in the eyes of some readers, there is no plot progress at all. I would like to ask again. If you don’t like this content and plot, please wait until the ending to read it. I really, really
I don’t know how to write faster, I’m sorry.
Okay, yes, I am anxious again, but it doesn’t matter, I will get better soon. (To be continued)
