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Chapter 311

Waiting for the results of the provincial examination is no better than waiting for the verdict. You can't eat or sleep.???`c?o?m Waiting and looking forward, you are living a slow day by day. When the exam is not enough, you can't use it now.

Many students gathered in the Qinhuai River to drink, write poems, and make time.

But in the past, all the talks about are all about the wind, flowers, snow and moon, and now the three sentences are inseparable from the imperial examination. Who is the current academic year of learning has become a hot topic.

Even a bet was made, and many people bet on it for a while.

There are three people who are generally favored by everyone. The first is Cao Zichao in Suzhou, the second is Yuan Sui in Yangzhou, and the third is Xiao Tang. Logically speaking, among these three people, Tang Yi won three yuan in a row and had the best grades, but he was ranked last.

I heard someone say, "Mr. Tang's talent is undoubtedly excellent, but he has mixed thoughts. I heard that before the provincial examination, he was an imperial envoy and walked around in Nanzhili and Zhejiang. Although the imperial examinations are talented, they cannot do without the time to work hard. It is difficult to get Jie Yuan!"

He sighed here that the other table of students from Suzhou was unwilling to listen.

"It's really nonsense. Haven't you seen many people lose their heads in the exam? Senior Brother Tang is very talented and well-known. He is also a little Sanyuan. He can't get Jieyuan. Who can get the exam?"

Another student shook his head and said, "It's not true. The boy test is smart. The provincial test is full of big questions. It depends on the classics and abilities. Cao Zichao's senior brother was famous and studied hard. He has many articles and poems, and has many excellent works. In my opinion, he has great hope!"

You talk about your reason, I say I am strong, the more quarrels everyone is, the louder the noise. Cao Zichao, who was sitting on the second floor, could hear it clearly, and then he saw someone say, "Everyone, let's stop arguing. The gambling plate is open. If anyone can win or lose, they will bet. At that time, who will win or lose will be clear."

"Yes, I just did it. I bet twenty taels...?"

"I dare to shout even if I only have twenty taels. I bet a hundred taels."

Cao Zichao was silent for a while, and suddenly took out a silver note of 1,000 taels from his arms and threw it to Xiao Shutong.

"Go, we'll bet too."

"I understand, I'll go buy the young master and win now." Xiao Shutong didn't take two steps. Cao Zichao cursed angrily: "Stop, who asked you to buy mine?"

"Ah? Master, who do you buy if you don't buy it?"

"Who else can be there? Tang Yi and Tang Xingzhi!"

Xiao Shutong scratched his head, "Young Master, your article is so good, it must be Jie Yuan..."

"Stop talking nonsense, I have confidence in myself." Cao Zi paused: "But I have more confidence in Tang Yi!"

...

The day of reading the list is coming in a blink of an eye. Countless people gathered outside the Gongyuan. The dark heads were endless. There were students taking the exam, a bunch of people who were counting on gambling money, and there were so lively. Everyone stretched their necks and looked at them with their feet raised.

It was just dawn, and there was a crowd of people, one by one, and there was no place to settle down. Tang Yi shook his head helplessly. He had to find a nearby tea stall and sit down and wait.

It was not nervous at first, but Tang Yi was so angry that he was famous all his life. He couldn't be hit in the provincial examination. The most important thing was that he never wanted to suffer another time. He nervously grabbed the corner of his clothes and kept rubbing it hard.

It was finally time for three o'clock in the day, and a gong rang, and the yamen runners carried a colorful pavilion with an admission list for the provincial examination on it. As soon as it appeared, it detonated the whole audience.

The guys rushed to the front, staring their eyes as if they were light bulbs, and they didn't dare to blink...?`

When the yamen runners carried the color pavilion outside the tribute courtyard wall and pasted it, the three-year human form was staged again.

Someone from Zhongju laughed wildly and ran out, leaving his shoes thrown away. He didn't wake up until he got slapped several times. Some older people immediately twitched when they saw Zhongju, and they fainted. The wedding and funerals were handled together.

What's even worse is that those who did not pass the imperial examination were all like a loss of their parents, bowed their heads, and competed with some of them who died. They cried bitterly, cursed, scolded the chief examiner for being blind, scolded the imperial examination for being harmful, scolded the rain, scolded the ground for being too tide, scolded the table for being uneven, and scolded the dry food for being unpalatable...

However, only they heard their curses, and most of them focused on the darling of the imperial examination. There were 100 parents who succeeded, and they immediately became orphans in failure. The world was so realistic.

Everyone's eyes were on the first place, and the words Tang Yi were listed!

"Ah! It's the first place again! Tang Jieyuan is so awesome!"

If everyone was still jealous of Tang Yi in the past, now they stood out from the most cruel Nanzhili provincial examination and became Xie Yuangong, which is undoubtedly the best proof of their strength. For most people, the only thing left is admiration and worship.

I don’t know who had sharp eyes, pointed to the tea stall and said, “Go and see, Tang Jieyuan is there!”

When they heard this, everyone was even more crazy than the brainless fans in later generations and rushed to the tea stall. Sure enough, Tang Yi was sitting there, without any rush or panic, and the wind was calm.

These people all gave their thumbs up, and some people sat next to Tang Yi during the exam. They exclaimed: "Isn't this the guy who cooks porridge in the exam room?"

Bang!

A heavy slap hit him in the head.

"I don't want to live anymore. I dare to say that Wenquxing is confident."

"Yes, it's just that you are confident and confident!"

More and more people were around, and they looked at Tang Yi as if they saw a treasure. The little stars were everywhere, and they wanted to swallow him.

Tang Yi couldn't help but feel chills. He hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed, and smiled warmly: "My friends, I'm so happy that I'm a little confused. I'm really confused. If I don't wait until I calm down, let's talk about it at the Lu Ming Banquet."

Tang Yi's self-deprecating role played. Those who wanted to force him to write poems and lyrics closed their mouths. The crowd obediently flashed a way out. Tang Yi and Wang Shimao fled in panic. It was not until they got into the carriage that Tang Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the way, cousin, why are you doing with a sad face? Haven't you been hit?"

"So what if I win, so what?" Wang Shimao's face was full of sadness, "Okay, I'll take back my previous words, it's okay to be able to get into a mistress, I'll admit it!"

The second young master Wang ranked 25th this time, and Tang Yi comforted him: "Cousin, don't worry. When it comes to the imperial examination, you can also win the Jinshi."

Wang Shimao was stunned for a moment, his face turned dark, and he screamed, "You are only 25!"

The two of them were fighting and returning home. Firecrackers were hung at the door. When Tang Yi came back, the manager shouted loudly: "Please go home with your respect!"

master?

Am I a master too?

Tang Yi was stunned and finally couldn't help laughing. The voice of the master not only showed that Tang Yi had formally grown up and could not live under the protection of his father, but also from then on, he officially entered the ruling group, scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, and standard first-class citizens.

Even if he does nothing, he will be free and fed and happy in the future.

The sharp edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold.

After several years of struggle and hard study, it finally bears fruit!

Tang Yi took the incense head and lit the firecrackers with his own hands. The Tang family was immersed in joy.

According to convention, the Lu Ming Banquet was held the next day after the results were released. Tang Yi still remembered the last time he was wearing makeup and playing with Tang Qin. In a blink of an eye, he changed from a spectator to a pig's feet.

Tang Yi wore a Confucian shirt that was not old in the past, and did not have too much decoration on his body. He came to the banquet with Wang Shimao one after another. As soon as he appeared, he immediately became the focus of everyone, and everyone rushed to curry favor with him.

People who are new imperial examination candidates are not idiots. No one knows that Tang Yi has a bright future. As his fellow student, he will definitely need his support in the future. Now he has left a good impression and can speak easily in the future.

They made up their minds, and Tang Yi also had a trick of evil ideas. Confucius had three thousand disciples, and Tathagata brought eight hundred arhats. If he wanted to survive in the officialdom, there was no need for anyone to support him. The same subject was a natural ally. Tang Yi was polite to everyone, sincere and unpretentious, and there was no pressure to talk to him, and he always kept laughing.

After finally taking a walk around, Tang Yi suddenly felt a little surprised when he returned to his seat.

"Cousin, don't you think it's a bit strange?"

"Strange, where is it?"

"Three times the boy exam, and after each exam, something happened. There was a food crisis and a kidnapped vote. This time, there was no movement, and I was really uncomfortable."

As soon as Tang Yi finished speaking, a minor official ran in, changed his face and said, "My masters, I just came and reported urgently. The earthquake in Shanxi, Shaanxi, Henan, the Yellow River and Wei River broke the dam, and the dead were all counted. The governor and the Lord Tixue decided to approve the Lu Ming Banquet. Please come back!" (To be continued.)
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