Although he knew that he would definitely go down, Gao Yue still wanted to take a look.

The bells and drums rang in unison, and the gold list made of yellow paper was sent directly to the southern courtyard from the capital hall of the southern province, and then in an exclamation, it was thrown down from the outer wall of the east wall and displayed in front of everyone's eyes.

"This is a thousand Buddha scriptures!" Many of them knelt down and bowed to the top of the gold list across the fence.

More professionals began to beat gongs and drums, wrote the names of the 22 Jinshi on the list on the mud gold post, and began to send them to the mansion where Juzi lived, and even to his distant hometown, which was the "mud gold happy letter".

There was a steady stream of cars outside the door, and soon Gao Yue heard someone shouting, "We really got to the first!" ”

At a glance, it turned out to be Zhu Sui, Wang Biao and Bi Jun and others riding on a tall horse, each of them was proud, their supporters chattered and shouted, expressing congratulations, Wang Biao waved on the horseback and shouted, "Send the mud gold and joy to the fast horse, day and night, to my father-in-law's Fangzhen!" Since Ziqing came to the west, my father-in-law said that if it is a son-in-law high school, a wedding banquet of 200,000 yuan must be held. ”

"Whoa!" Everyone received the order, and hurriedly spread their feet, and crawled to the ground to report the good news.

And Zhu Sui, the son of Zhu Tao, was not to be outdone, and said to the elder next to him, "Paste real gold directly on the yellow flower paper of my good news, and send it directly to Youzhou, so that my father knows!" ”

Immediately, Yuan Tongzhi, who was next to him, sang a couplet in order to pat Zhu Sui's ass, "He Xi Langjun, as the so-called - a thousand miles away, watching the scenery of the country; In front of 100,000 troops, show the spring of Chang'an! ”

Zhu Sui looked up to the sky and laughed, with indescribable happiness, "Pan Lishi's list is so good, and it is the hero of the dragon and tiger." ”

Then a few people saw Gao Yue standing under the big tree outside the wall, they looked at each other again, laughed, and prepared to ride their horses to mock Gao Yue.

Gao Yue held on to the trunk of the tree, and was just about to fight back against this group of gentlemen, but there was a shout from there, "The Jinshi Regiment is here!" ”

Then the sound of gongs and drums shook the heavens and the earth, and Gao Yue only saw that Wang Tuantuan, Yang Miaoer, Song Zhuzhu, Su Wunu, Chu Niang and other men and women from Pingkangfang, along with many unemployed vagrants in Chang'an City, gathered together, holding banners and colorful flags, holding Buddha teeth, bodhisattvas, cakes, tea and wine, blowing and blowing, and rushing towards the south courtyard of the Ministry of Rites.

And Wang Tuantuan in the team shouted a congratulatory slogan, and at the same time glanced at Gao Yue, which means that you should go quickly, so as not to be entangled by this group of people.

It turned out that the Jinshi troupe that Yang Miaoer had said to him before was a group of prostitutes and homeless people in Chang'an City gathered together to organize various thanks, visits and banquets for the new Jinshi, similar to the "one-stop performance team of joy and mourning" in later generations, and Yang Miaoer and other Pingkangfang naturally wanted to participate in it.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Gao Yue hurriedly left from the South Courtyard, and ran all the way to the edge of the clothes and trees that were placed on the door, still panting with his waist crossed.

"Gao Yisong." Then he heard the voice.

In the corner outside the door, this voice was shouted by Zheng Qi, who was standing there, he was standing there, there was a lot of snow on his head and shoulders, it seemed that he had been standing there for a long time, probably wanting to come in to see the list but he was self-conscious, and he was in a dilemma.

Gao Yue looked at him and suddenly felt funny, but he didn't laugh, because he always felt that as soon as Zheng Qi stood there, he seemed to hear the BGM of "One Cut Plum".

So Gao Yue gave him his hand and asked him what he was going to do next.

Zheng Qi looked at the lead-gray clouds in the sky, and regained his arrogance, and he said to Gao Yue, "I'm afraid that you will have to stay in Guozijian for a year, while I will go to Zhongnan Mountain, concentrate on studying for classes, and prepare for the coming year." So Gao Yisong, don't say goodbye, I hope that your poetry studies can grow in the coming year. ”

Gao Yue suggested, "Zhongnan Mountain is not far from Chang'an City, since you are there to study class, it is better to simply form a shed with us, and you will be the head of this shed." ”

It seems that now Gao Yue is obsessed with uniting people to "build a shed".

Zheng Qi became angry, "It's not impossible to study together, but the purpose of forming a tent is to fight with each other, gallop the palace, and make a noise. ”

Then Zheng Qi turned around and walked away, and before Gao Yue could say anything, he had already ridden the donkey and hurried in the direction of Shengye Fang.

"Arrogant what? Little Bourgeois Habits! Gao Yue waved his hand indignantly.

"After this time, Gao Langjun should know a little bit about the way of tribute, right?"

These words frightened Gao Yue and hurriedly turned around.

I saw the old man brushing his beard, still taking off his hat, still the same old man, and I don't know when he was standing on the edge of the door, smiling and saying to himself.

"I'm a little hesitant, if I don't enter this imperial examination field, there should be a broader world waiting for me to explore." Gao Yue's mood is indeed somewhat contradictory:

He could continue to study for another year and prepare for the thirteenth year of the Great Calendar;

He can also give up the Jinshi course and take the Mingjing course, which has a higher admission rate;

He can also completely get rid of his status as a student and engage in careers such as industry, commerce, agriculture and other professions to support himself.

Anyway, that Anna can't even find a ghost shadow now, so he can only follow the local customs and live in Datang.

The old man did not directly answer Gao Yue's words, he slowly walked under a big elm tree, looked up, and Gao Yue followed him, only to see the green buds of the winter withered branches and leaves on the canopy of the tree reappear, and the birds on it jumped to and fro, making a crisp call.

"The magpies on this tree, all called spirit magpies, every year from all directions, many people come to this tree to worship and offer to them with grain, hoping that on the day of the list, the chirping of this group of spirit magpies can bring them good luck. Therefore, Lingque didn't go anywhere, just stayed on this tree by the gate of the imperial city, worry-free about food and clothing, safe in all seasons, sent away a stubble, and ushered in another dial. Gao Langjun is very strange, the imperial city is called Lingque, no one harms them, and there are tens of millions of magpies in the folk squares, but they are threatened by projectiles every day. Magpies and magpies have such different fates simply because they inhabit different branches. It's the same with people! ”

When Gao Yue heard the old man's words, he couldn't help frowning, and he also fell into thought.

Then the old man raised his finger at him, "Gao Langjun, you are wearing linen clothes now, you are a scholar, and in the future, Zhu Zi, gold and silver, you are a scholar." Answer me, what is the difference between the taxi and the officer? ”

Gao Yue immediately replied, "It's a person. ”

"That's right, it's just a person, I think you'll be able to figure it out over the course of the year." The old man laughed, and then walked straight to the door of Anmen on the remnant snow, leaving only Gao Yue standing alone under the elm tree.

"Poor people, it should mean that things are man-made." Gao Yue woke up.

Then he suddenly remembered that he and the maid Zhihui still had an agreement with the "West City Xiaohai Pool"!

It just so happened that he didn't want to go back to the prison of the country, and the Taixue Hall was full of grief: Liu De's heart was like ashes, and he was busy with Zhang Tan's funeral; Wei Cigong's heart was like a knife, mourning his fate; Yang Xi was still stunned, spending days and nights in the room copying Buddhist scriptures; The rest of you will only sit opposite each other, or weep in the corner.

"It's man-made—I'd like to see what the sacredness of the man who was willing to spend five hundred yuan to buy a cup is, and it's a simple hoax." Thinking so, Gao Yue began to stride west along the Chengtianmen Heng Street.