In the thirtieth year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty, the fifth day of the third month. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The time has passed, the hour has not yet arrived, and today's Jinling City is full of a strange tense atmosphere.

The March morning was neither hot nor cold, and the cool morning dew brought a hint of wetness to his face for a moment, and even the laziest vendor woke up early in the morning.

For all of them, this is a day with reason to take it seriously.

On both sides of the road, there were stalls one after another, but they all lowered their heads and whispered, and no one shouted loudly about their business.

There is no other reason, just because today is a big day for the three-year trial list, and for students who have studied hard for ten years, this is a more important moment than the New Year.

The lifters gathered in front of the gate of the Gongyuan on the north bank of the Qinhuai River early, where the whispering sound could not be heard, the quiet needle drop could be heard, the eyes were closed, and the eyes were looking at the sky. There is self-calmness, and there is confidence.

Just after the hour, I didn't know that the killer suddenly shouted in a screaming voice, "The court has released the list......

Probably frightened, the crowd of lifters who had just dropped a needle suddenly stirred, and some people were trembling with their legs, sitting on the ground with their buttocks, covered in dust, but their eyes were still staring directly at the two red-robed and black-hatted officials who walked out of the gate of the Gongyuan.

Of course, more of them are staring at the golden brocade that the officials hold in their hands.

The sound of crackling firecrackers rang out, and the two officials slowly unfolded the brocade and hung it high in front of the gate.

The man who was squatting on the ground suddenly went crazy and pulled away the crowd, his face was crazy, and he looked at the name on the cloth brocade stupidly. I was hit ......" and lay on his back unconscious.

Two of the officials who had been waiting on the side rushed up and went to the medicine hall with their arms.

There are also easy lifts, gray faces, and tears. Seeing Jiangdong's father and elder in pain, he hit his head on the old locust tree on the edge of the Qinhuai River, his head was bleeding, and the official next to him turned a blind eye, and the corners of his mouth set off a sneer of disgust.

Ye Chuchu's mouth was full of two oily meat buns, and he made a laughing sound, and when he took a sip of the fragrant hot bean juice in the bowl, he suddenly felt comfortable.

"This is the ancient college entrance examination! Hey, the old lady scored nearly 600 points in the exam that year, and after graduation, she rode a birdie electric two-wheeler. Oops, uncle, that guy actually broke his head! Oh yes, uncle, look at you, that guy kowtows, oops, and that, oh my God, he peed his pants......"

The boss who sold the buns stiffened his face, and only squeezed out an ugly smile after half a sound, and the laughter in his mouth was extremely strange: "Ha, haha......"

God, this girl is dead, if you don't get these things right, you will be the official master in the future! Oh my God, Mr. Guan, I eat chicken thighs and drink pimple soup every day......

The boss's thoughts Ye Chuchu didn't know, her eyes rolled around, only to see Han Yunchao with his hands in his hands, compared to other scholars, Han Yunchao's figure was very calm, and I didn't know if it was an illusion, Ye Chuchu always felt that Han Yunchao's back was gloomy and terrible.

She must have been hit, Ye Chuchu thought at the beginning, she never doubted that Han Yunchao would fall off the list. There's no reason, just believe!