Cut off the water with a knife and the water will flow more. Raising a cup to relieve sorrow will make it more sorrowful.
Alas, we are already crazy in the human world, why bother to go to the sky!
Jia Mou, a disciple of the Han Army's Zhenglan Banner who won the first place in the Eight Banners' Preparatory Tribute to Tang A's Third Class by virtue of his strength, was squatting by the haystack by the Jishui Pond, looking at the lake dreamily.
The excitement of the examination room in the distance seemed to be separated from the place. No matter whether it was the wind or the grass, it couldn't make him interested at all.
for a long time.
Jia Liu stood up slowly, took out his two warm hands from his sleeves, put them in his mouth and took a breath of hot air, shook his head and walked back to the examination room where his life's fate would be decided.
Now that things have come to this, what can be done?
Who can you blame?
Is it the fault of Jia Daquan, a father who has spent so much money to secure his son's future, or is it the fault of Baitang'a named Zhou Tiexin who pays too much attention to his reputation and operates blindly?
It can only be said that it was a combination of circumstances.
Jinchuan, it’s a done deal, it’s decided.
Now we have to see if we can come back from that hellish place alive.
Because of his distaste for Qing Dynasty in his previous life, Jia Liu knew a bit about the affairs of the Qianlong Dynasty, such as Heshen, Liu Yong, Ji Xiaolan, and that Qianlong had a nickname called "Old Man Shiquan", and he knew that this guy was a sealing maniac.
I know that this guy burned many books in China in order to compile the "Sikuquanshu", I know that this guy has spent decades having people revise the "History of the Ming Dynasty", I know that this guy likes traveling and listening to operas...
But it's not clear if it's more specific.
For example, the details of the so-called "Ten Complete Martial Arts".
Therefore, although Jia Liu knew that Jinchuan and Jinchuan had been fighting for many years, he did not know when exactly it ended and how he won.
This was destined that Jia Liu would not be able to rely on his "precognition" ability to gain opportunities and benefits from the thirty-year war between the Qianlong Dynasty.
I do know that Jinchuan refers to Yingxiu, Wenchuan and other places in Sichuan. In later generations, a major earthquake occurred in this place that killed tens of thousands of people. However, Jia Liu doesn't know what the situation of the forces entrenched in this place is now.
All in all, there are three ignorances.
As for me, I don’t know two things—literary and martial arts.
When the two elements are combined, the already unfortunate fate becomes even more unpredictable.
There are still many compassionate people in the world.
Wang Fu, who had just finished the exam, saw Jia Liu returning from the lake in a very depressed mood. He quickly put away the relaxed smile on his face, stepped forward and patted Jia Liu on the shoulder and whispered: "Brother Dongge, you also
Don’t worry too much, after all, we have our army in Jinchuan, so it won’t be a problem if we get over it.”
"Oh, who knew you were the first one to appear? You really are, why did you get the first one..."
Liu Heyi also had a look of sympathy. Because he received the news in time, after adding more money, he lowered his score to a safe B level like Wang Fu.
As for why he didn't just drop down to the third level, he still wanted to be classified as a second-level worshiper.
It was Zhou Tiexin who was paid to report the target.
At first, the man was quite surprised and looked confused. After he realized what had happened, he immediately sat down and raised the price several times.
Chang Bingzhong walked out of the examination room humming a little tune. He immediately saw his little brother Guiziliu being comforted by Wang and Liu. He quickly ran over and comforted Jialiu, and then told Jialiu: "Do you know? I'll beat you.
After taking the Zhenglan Banner exam, I never got a grade A."
These words undoubtedly sprinkled salt on the wound and hurt the hearts of the Six Devils.
Jia Liu's cheeks twitched in pain uncontrollably.
"It's okay, Liuzi, listen to my brother, you can go with confidence. My father has someone in Jianrui camp. Please ask him to say hello to Jianrui camp when the time comes. I guarantee that you won't be in danger..."
Chang Bingzhong was very thoughtful.
Jia Liu forced a smile on his face, but it was not much better than crying.
Then, Zu Yingyuan came over and told everyone calmly that he had passed the first-class exam.
"Did you get an A grade?"
Wang Fu looked at Zu Yingyuan with wide eyes and disbelief.
"Um."
Zu Yingyuan nodded.
"You...do you know..." Wang Fu's voice stuttered.
"Know."
Zu Yingyuan answered readily.
The news that the third graders are going to the Jinchuan Army for trial has long spread throughout the school. How can such a big thing be kept hidden?
As long as one person tells others, soon one will pass to two, two to four, and four to eight.
Didn't I see that after the disciples of various banners came on stage, they either couldn't hold the bow, or the arrow didn't go out, so they were thrown and eaten first.
"Knowing that you are still taking the A-level exam, are you willing to kill yourself?" Chang Bingzhong really didn't understand what Zu Yingyuan was thinking.
"A good man should be shrouded in horse leather. If everyone doesn't go, how can we let Brother Dongge go alone?"
Looking at the dejected Jia Liu, Zu Yingyuan actually laughed, and then said solemnly: "When you get to Jinchuan, just follow me."
Everyone was silent.
Jia Liu also looked at Zu Yingyuan seriously, thinking, could this guy have two hands?
"I don't want Class A, I don't want Class A!"
The cry coming from the examination room attracted everyone's attention, and they saw Shu Wenqing, who was handing in the second paper of the classic examination, being dragged out by two soldiers from the Jianrui Battalion, howling and crying pitifully.
"What's wrong?"
Everyone was stunned by this scene.
"We all know that we have to go to Jinchuan to take the A-level exam. Who dares to take the A-level exam? Everyone is B-level. Should our Han army, Zhenglan Banner, just go to Jinchuan and me?"
Zu Yingyuan said "hehe".
He was really touched by what he said. Seeing that everyone in front of them was either taking the B or C grade test, there were only a few people left. The chief examiner in charge of the archery exam and the associate director of the Han Army's Zhengbai Banner, Ji Shide, were afraid that they would not be able to communicate.
, simply gave the remaining three first-class grades, and they didn’t even need to take the exam.
It's a through train.
This operation made Jia Liu think of the word "La Zhuang Ding".
But it doesn't matter if there are a few unlucky guys accompanying him, all he has to do is run faster than them. Thinking of this, Jia Liu felt much better.
Following Zhenglan Banner's lesson in "recruiting young men", the other banners' underlings immediately started to move around. The final result was that everyone who had some connections got a B or C grade, and those whose families were not good were determined to be
Class A, there is no place to cry out for grievances.
You can't even draw a bow, and you're given a first-class rating, and you're still not convinced?
Not all of them were greedy for life and afraid of death. There were 14 people in the Eight Banners of the Han Army who faced the same bravery as Zu Yingyuan. They took the initiative to take the first-class performance appraisal and were willing to serve in front of the Jinchuan Army.
In addition to the idea of being loyal to the emperor and serving the country, there may not be any meaning of seeking wealth and honor through danger.
As soon as the results of the exam were announced, the lucky ones were overjoyed, while the unlucky ones kept a straight face like Jia Liu, and those who were thoughtful planned to ask their families to give them money to fix their relationships after the wait was over, and they couldn't go to Jinchuan to die.
Just as a group of young men were waiting for the next step, the young deputy commander of the Zhenglan Banner of the Han Army, Tongfu Changan, came over.
After sizing up the candidates, Fu Changan asked Wang Andao, the team leader of his banner: "How many are in the third grade and first grade?"
Wang An hesitated for a moment and said truthfully: "I'll tell you, Mr. Dutong, there are five in total for the three tests, A and so on."
"Five?"
Fu Changan frowned and said displeasedly: "How come there are only five first-class people among thirty-four people?"
How could Wang An dare to say that among these five, three more were forced to do so? He explained that the disciples did not perform well on the spot.
Fu Changan did not listen to Wang An's nonsense and asked: "How many are there in the second class?"
Wang An quickly looked at the performance book in his hand and said, "Sir, there are twelve in the second class."
"twelve?"
Fu Chang'an walked up to Jia Liu and other candidates with a riding whip in hand. After scanning them one by one, he suddenly turned around and told Wang An: "All second-grade students are regarded as the same as first-grade students. You should register and name them immediately. Two days later, they will be the same."
The Jianrui battalion went together to the front of the Jinchuan Army to listen."
After saying that, without even looking at the crowd of candidates, he walked straight to the Manchuria Eight Banners Examination Center in the east of the school grounds.
Huh?
ah!
Fu Chang'an's willful operation made Jia Liu feel brighter. He patted Wang Fu on the back and kindly advised: "Don't worry, there is our army in Jinchuan. If we go there, nothing may happen."