At the beginning, there is smoke coming out of the ancestral grave, and the woman is busy in the imp

Xie Mingli drank tea calmly and remained unmoved.

There was only a small amount of conscience left, and considering the young man's broken heart, he did not push him away.

Xie Zhushu swallowed a small piece of five-spice cake, which smelled like medicine.

It was so unpalatable that he couldn't help but shudder.

Hmm...but if my sister finds out that he is wasting food, she will definitely beat him up.

Looking at Mr. Xu who was still howling ghostly, little angel Xie Zhushu comforted him: "Don't be sad, I'll be with you."

"Furthermore, the college examination is held twice every three years, and there is no need to retake the county's second examination."

"Isn't it just a failure? It's just a matter of gaining experience."

Not to mention that it was okay to fail, but when it came to failing, Xu Lu felt that the world was gray.

After the test, everyone checked the answers and compared them...

His was the worst, even Xie Zhushu’s answer was better than his!

Also, the two brothers Zhu Qing and Zhu Shu have always studied together with Xie Mingli.

Who would have thought that Xu Lu would be at the bottom one day.

"Brother, you are my brother."

Xu Lu looked at Xie Mingli pitifully.

The young man in green raised his eyebrows. No, he disliked it. Having a younger brother who made trouble was enough to give him a headache.

"When I return to Jiangling, I will let my father recognize Mingcheng as his adopted son."

He came back to take the imperial examination and placed at the bottom for me!

"I will give him half of the Xu family's property."

"Good brother, please tell Mingcheng not to learn that kind of martial arts."

Xie Yuheng rubbed his arms and felt goosebumps all over his body.

The young man in green with a clear conscience turned his head quietly, his face expressionless.

The voice seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth, threatening: "Don't make me slap you."

The image of Xie Mingli pressing Mingcheng to the ground and rubbing him flashed through Xu Lu's mind.

The drama queen immediately stopped her efforts and moved to sit next to Mr. Si. She felt safe +999

Xu Lu drank tea instead of wine and drank it all, feeling uncomfortable.

I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss my family even during the holidays!

Si Yuandao happily stroked his goatee, but rarely said words of comfort:

"You are quite proficient in the law. One thing is good and the other is good. The imperial examination will be a long time coming."

Xie Yuheng nodded in approval. As the name suggests, Xu Lv people are proficient in the law, just like walking half of the "Daliang Law".

There was a knock on the door, and the waiters filed in with all kinds of delicacies.

......

Just a retest.

The academic officers worked overtime to grade the papers.

If it is postponed to a later time, the results of the provincial examination will not be released yet, and many jokes will be made in his life.

That night.

The lights in the Gongyuan were brightly lit, Zhuang Yun had two big dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were dull.

Sending off the last candidate, the answer sheet was completely inaccurate.

Zhuang Yun put the brush stained with red ink on the pen holder, picked up the tea cup and drank it, and drank it from the bottom up.

Drinking too much tea has little refreshing effect.

"I'll squint for a while. Remember to call me in half an hour."

Even though Zhuang Yun was extremely sleepy, he was still calculating how long it would be before he went to bed for the exam.

Today is the ninth day of August, and I can’t leave home for six days.

It’s not that the academic officers are inefficient, it’s just that there are too many candidates in Jingzhou...

Jingzhou has the largest population among the thirteen states, and has always had the largest number of candidates for employment.

Moreover, the imperial court has not held the imperial examination for several years, so they are all swarming this year.

Even if academic officers from various counties were seconded early, it would not be enough.

This time I slept until dawn.

Zhuang Yun picked the shit out of his eyes and rubbed his eyes.

Strong light poured into the hall through the open window, making him feel a little uncomfortable.

All the academic officers also fell asleep on their desks. Fortunately it was summer, otherwise they would all have had to take medicine for colds.

Also, unfortunately it was summer, and the smell of fermented sweat in the temple... made me dizzy.

Zhuang Yun walked quickly to the window and breathed in the fresh air.

The soldiers stationed outside the palace glanced at him and continued to stand guard without squinting.

The list is not out yet.

Academic officials are not allowed to leave the palace. Food, drink, and diarrhea are all brought and picked up by special personnel.

Suddenly, there was a thud. Zhuang Yun turned around and looked for him after hearing the sound.

It turned out that an academic officer had a bad sleeping posture and rolled down from two benches.

"Ouch--"

The academic officer screamed and covered his head with his hands.

He happened to hit a brush stick that fell to the ground, causing him to grimace in pain.

The other academic officers were woken up one after another, looking at the culprit in confusion.

They all let out a long sigh, resigned themselves to their fate and got up to continue ranking.

The injured academic officer also applied medicine himself.

The only thing that soothed the wounded hearts of the academic officers was probably the large number of duck eggs this time.

The list is very easy to rank.

An academic officer had an answer sheet spread out on his desk, counting the number of red circles.

When I came to the poem, I couldn't help but marvel.

"What a poem, what a poem!"

Let’s talk about the large number of red circles on the paper, so we know that this volume must be ranked among the top three.

"What a good poem, let me take a look."

The academic officer next to him came over with a sour smell, looked down and murmured:

"The full moon is full of fragrant osmanthus, and the moon is slanting, and the jade trees cover it silently. A song of neon clothes is played outside, and the phoenix flute falls where the sky glows."

"It's really a good poem."

When they heard the sound, most of the people gathered around. They were drowsy in batches and full of energy to join in the fun.

"Yinhan refers to Wu Gang, this colorful dress..."

"The Emperor Ming of the Tang Dynasty dreamed of traveling in the Moon Palace and heard fairy music. When he woke up, he wrote the famous "Nirvana Song"."

"There is a laurel tree in the Moon Palace, so it is called Guanghan Immortal."

"It's wonderful, it's wonderful!"

Seeing that the academic officers were all on the front line, Zhuang Yun took advantage of his seniority and squeezed directly into the inner circle.

I lowered my head and looked, oh, this word looks familiar.

This is the reason why the imperial court needs to send people to take charge of academic and political examinations.

Obscuring the name means not being confused.

Fortunately, the superiors understood Zhuang Yun's "black heart" thoroughly, so there was no need to worry about his ability to operate behind closed doors.

Someone searched for the manuscript paper according to the number of the name.

Under the high temperature for several days, the sweet-scented osmanthus made of chestnut cake has long since dried up.

But it can still be seen that his painting skills are exquisite, but it is a pity that some of the "osmanthus" petals have fallen off, but it does not add to the style.

"Master Zhuang, I propose that this volume be the first."

"Me too."

Zhuang Yun touched the stubble on his chin and narrowed his eyes.

He said seriously: "Let's wait until everything is arranged."

It's really not that he is selfless, but purely his confidence in Xie Yuheng.

There's no need to do anything last-minute but it won't help, just in case someone takes advantage of the topic.

He has tricked countless people, but he doesn't want to trick himself and the little guy into it.

Then, he waved his hands to disperse the crowd, finish the work early and call it a day.

Doesn’t the smell of sweat in the palace smell good?

.....

A teahouse next to Gongyuan Street.

Long before the hospital examination, the double price was set by the Xie family, and it was only to be used on the day when the list was announced.

"In the past, I have never seen young masters look at the rankings so enthusiastically."

Chang He joked, it's a pity that you are still working as a young man in the government office today.

Xie Yuheng smiled slightly and said, "A few days ago, I got a lot of money from Xu Lu, and today I saw him holding on to his eggs."

"Isn't it just an egg? I am still young. If I fight against you next year, I will definitely win the championship in one fell swoop."

Xu Lu leaned against the window frame and hummed a little tune, not feeling depressed at all.

Without him, Xie Yuheng gave too much.

Oh no, he killed too many people.

I saw a crowd of people under the west wall, and I knew it was the officials from Gongyuan who came to post the list.