104 [The top three disdain to watch the list] (The unlucky bear who is bored for the leader
Huang E not only went to Gongyuan to see the rankings, but also visited several at home.
The half-brother Huang Qiao was riding in the front. Huang E and his younger brother Huang? were sitting in a carriage with a maid and a coachman.
Song Ling'er rode alongside Huang Qiao and asked, "When will Brother Huang take the imperial examination?"
Huang Qiao was a little embarrassed. He was not even a candidate for the imperial examination. He relied on his father's relationship to be selected as the imperial eunuch. He immediately said bravely: "Well... in two years, I will definitely win the imperial examination!"
"It should be easy to win the exam in Sichuan, right? It's quite easy in Guizhou. My friend won the exam in one try." Song Ling'er didn't mention anything.
Huang Qiao became more and more depressed and said: "My dear friend must be very talented and knowledgeable, and I feel ashamed to be inferior to you."
"Haha, Sister Song, please stop teasing my elder brother." Huang E laughed while sitting in the car, opening the curtain and looking at the street scene along the way.
Huang Qiao's biological mother Zhang died young, and he was brought up by his stepmother Nie. Therefore, the brothers and sisters were relatively harmonious and did not have a bad relationship because they had the same father.
Huang E also has an older sister who is married to Wang Jin, a fellow Imperial College student from the same town. She has two younger brothers named Huang? and Huang Feng. These four brothers and sisters are all born to Mrs. Nie Xuxian.
Huang, who was only seven or eight years old, suddenly stuck his head out of the car and asked: "Sister Song, you are from Guizhou, do you recognize 'Flying General Wang Erlang in White'?"
"We should be considered acquaintances." Song Ling'er pursed her lips and smiled.
I haven't seen this girl for more than a year, and her words have become tighter. Unlike before, she didn't talk about everything to anyone.
Huang asked curiously: "Is that Wang Erlang nine feet tall, tall and strong, and can eat ten kilograms of rice in one meal?"
"He's not a loser," Song Ling'er said with joy, "Who told you all this?"
Huang? was already studying in a private school. He said very seriously: "My classmates all said that if Wang Erlang was born in the early years of the Kingdom, he would definitely be as fierce a general as King Kaiping (Chang Yuchun)."
Song Ling'er was teased and laughed loudly, and said: "Wang Erlang is very handsome. He is tall and thin, not burly at all."
Huang E hesitated several times and finally couldn't help but asked: "Sister Song, do you really know Wang Erlang?"
"Can there be any falsehood?" Song Ling'er said with a smile.
Huang Qiao suddenly said: "Guizhou has not produced Jinshi for more than ten years, and I am afraid it will be the same this year. If I were Wang Erlang, I would join the army if I had such martial arts, but I would only get my fame from a horse!"
Huang E defended Wang Yuan and said: "Brother, you have underestimated Wang Erlang. A scholar who can write "Linjiang Immortal" has his own knowledge. He will definitely pass the examination this year."
Huang Qiao smiled and said: "Writing poems and lyrics has nothing to do with the imperial examination."
"I say Wang Erlang will definitely pass the test!"
Huang E insisted on his opinion and said with a narrow smile: "Why don't you and I, brother and sister, make a bet?"
"What are you betting on?" Huang Qiao asked.
Huang E showed his sharp white teeth and said, "I bet you don't use the red silk inkstone in your study very much anyway."
Huang Qiao asked with a smile: "Then what are you betting on?"
Huang E said: "I can help you fill in a Sanqu."
"That's a deal!"
Huang Qiao was immediately overjoyed. He was pursuing Mr. Qin from Juxian Tower and had long wanted to show off his sister's poems.
While they were joking, several people had already arrived at the corner of Gongyuan Street.
Huang E asked the coachman to stop and said to his brother: "Brother, go and have a look. Come back and tell us who Huiyuan is."
Huang Qiao immediately rushed over, and Song Ling'er certainly wasn't behind either.
Huang E quickly shouted: "Sister Song, are you really going? Come back quickly, there are all men over there!"
"I don't care if it's a man or a woman, can they still eat me?" Song Ling'er has never had the concept of "men and women can accept each other but not be intimate with each other".
The tribute list was already crowded with scholars, and together with the deputy list tribute students who were taking the examination, there were more than 4,000 people waiting to see the list.
Song Ling'er and Huang Qiao arrived relatively late and couldn't squeeze in. They had to dismount and wait at the outermost edge to hear the news.
The list of Fuban Jinshi has long been announced. Zhang Yun stood in a crowd of people in despair because his name could not be found on the Fuban. After months of running around and working hard, it was all in vain - Fuban Gongsheng students can directly become Fuban Jinshi in the secondary examination.
But he is not qualified to participate in the imperial examination.
"Brother Zhang, you will definitely hit the target next time." Zou Mu consoled him.
Zhang Yun smiled bitterly and said: "I hope so. After I return to Guiyang, I plan to apply for a job as a social studies instructor, and teach while taking the imperial examination. My family only does some small business, and I almost lost all my money. I have to find a job to support myself."
That’s all.”
"Reveal quickly, reveal quickly!"
The voices of thousands of scholars rose and fell one after another. They wanted to push the clerk away, climb up and take off all three examination papers.
"It's uncovered, it's uncovered."
"Haha, that's my name, the second to last one!"
"Friends inside, please sing your name, I can't see you outside!"
"No. 350, Huang Zhong, a student from Longqing Prefecture, Zhili Province. No. 349, Jin Lian, from Zhongtunwei, Yingzhou, supervisor. No. 348, Luo Yu, Nanchong, Sichuan
County people..."
"Don't make any noise. Listen to that friend's roll call. We can't see it outside!"
"..."
This is why many scholars came last night. They came here this morning and had no chance of squeezing in. There were too many people, not just candidates, but also people like Huang Qiao who were just watching the fun.
In the Ming Dynasty, those who passed the examination were not called Gongshi, but were called candidates for the examination.
At this moment, the names on the list are stable, because the palace examination is not a elimination system, it only rearranges the first, second, and third lists. Those who pass the examination will definitely be Jinshi in the future and will definitely be able to serve as officials.
After Zou Mu read through the densely packed list of more than 300 names, he finally started to panic and was almost certain that he would fail.
This time it was Zhang Yun's turn to comfort him: "There are still nineteen people who have not been revealed. Brother Zou will wait a moment."
Zou Mu shook his head and smiled bitterly, cupped his fists and said to Jin Lei, "Congratulations to Brother Boqi."
"Thank you!" Jin Lei responded with cupped fists.
Mr. Jin not only passed the test, but he was ranked 28th. You can see clearly at a glance.
The second list was suddenly revealed, and the crowd once again erupted in exclamations.
This time there are only sixteen names, representing the test papers recommended by sixteen fellow examiners. As for the remaining top three, they are those admitted by the main examiner, the deputy examiner, and recommended by another fellow examiner.
Zhang Yun quickly read through the 4th to 19th place, and said in surprise: "Brother Ruoxu will also fail, right? Why is there no name for him?"
"Maybe he is among the top three." Jin Lei speculated.
Zou Mu didn't say anything. It was difficult for Guizhou scholars to pass the entrance examination, let alone the top three in the examination. Wang Yuan would probably fail this time.
The three of them stared at the official's right hand and watched him tear open the last piece of paper.
After a brief silence, someone shouted: "Jinke Huiyuan, Zou Shouyi, a Confucian scholar from Anfu County, Jiangxi, is responsible for the Spring and Autumn Annals!"
Another person continued the roll call: "Jin Ke Yayuan, Yang Shen, a native of Xindu County, Sichuan, a student of the Imperial Academy, is responsible for the Book of Changes!"
Zhang Yun's eyes were shining at this moment, and he was as excited as if he had passed the exam. He screamed at the top of his lungs and shouted wildly: "The third place in Jinke, Wang Yuan, a student of Xuanwei Department in Guizhou, is studying the Book of Rites! A scholar from Guizhou
Passed the exam, Guizhou scholars passed the exam! This is the only candidate in Guizhou who passed the exam in the past fifteen years, and he ranked third in the high school exam! Wang Erlang, the flying general on the white horse, ranked third in the exam!"
Zhang Yun shouted a lot in front of him, which was scorned by many scholars, who laughed at him for being a bumpkin.
It is indeed ridiculous to say that for fifteen years, only Wang Yuan passed the examination in Guizhou, and not even one deputy candidate could be found.
However, Zhang Yun's last words evoked the memories of the scholars.
"This Wang Yuan is the white horse flying general Wang Erlang?"
"It turns out that Wang Erlang's name is Wang Yuan."
"You just know that "Linjiang Immortal" was written by him."
"What is "Linjiang Fairy"?"
"He is truly an all-rounder in both literature and martial arts. He knows all the classics, poetry, and martial arts!"
"..."
Song Ling'er was outside the crowd when she suddenly heard Wang Yuan's name. She jumped up and down, looked inside, and shouted sweetly: "Where is Wang Yuan? Where is Wang Yuan? Wang Yuan, come out quickly!"
"Yes, is Wang Erlang here?" Other scholars also began to ask.
Jin Lei thought to himself: Maybe he is still sleeping in the inn, after all, it was too early to release the results.
The scholars who came to their senses began to ask again: "Where is Zou Shouyi of Huiyuan? Please show up and see him."
No one answered. Zou Shouyi was really calm. He was studying Song Dynasty theory in the inn. He probably forgot the time when the results were released.
"Is Yayuan Yang Shen here?" the scholars asked again.
Still no one showed up.
All the scholars were speechless, and sighed again: "The top three in the exam are really extraordinary. They didn't even look at the examination list. After thinking about it, they were already sure that they would pass the exam."
"Most likely, they are full of knowledge and have full confidence in the examination." The scholars agreed one after another.
Song Ling'er listened outside for a while and said with a smile: "Brother Huang, it seems that your square inkstone has lost to Sister Huang."
Huang Qiao curled his lips and said: "It's really rare. Guizhou people can pass the examination and get third place. The sun rises in the west."
Song Ling'er rode to the street corner and said happily: "Sister Huang, congratulations on winning the bet."
"Really... Ouch!"
Huang E stood up suddenly and hit her head on the roof of the car. She frowned and rubbed her scalp and asked: "Which number did Wang Erlang win?"
"I will try third." Song Ling'er smiled.
Huang E clapped his hands and praised: "He is indeed a great talent who wrote "Linjiang Immortal"! I said he must win... Brother, your red silk inkstone belongs to me."
"Take it though, it's not a rare thing." Huang Qiao was heartbroken and bleeding.
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