Hehe, I just saw it, 85 chapters were released to ^_^ celebrate~ The story continues!

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In the days following the second day of February, the atmosphere in the inn was a little strange. The virtuous people still laugh and greet each other when they get together, but the little apprehension in their hearts can't be completely concealed after all, no matter what the topic, after a while, they will eventually turn to the temple test on February 2nd.

Song Yang didn't have much communication with the others, more often he went back to Chen Hui's house to sit down, the great grandmaster's consciousness was still awake, but his memory was even more blurred, and he didn't regard Song Yang as his disciple named Luo Guan, but he couldn't recognize who Song Yang was, in Chen Hui's eyes, this descendant who often came to visit him should be, should be a neighbor, or a distant relative who can't be beaten.

When facing Song Yang, Chen Hui was always very confused, he vaguely remembered that he should have an important thing related to him, but Chen Hui was not sure whether that 'he' was the young man in front of him, and what was even more ridiculous, what that important thing was, he didn't remember it at all.

On the night of the thirtieth day of the first lunar month, Chen Hui went berserk, and all kinds of memories collided in his mind, which made his head split, but he also got a moment of lucidity, and he had returned to his house by then. Through a short period of clarity, he wrote down what he was going to do later on a piece of paper

It's a pity that after a while, Chen Hui simply forgot that he had written a note, let alone where he put the note.

Of course, Song Yang didn't know these things, but he could see Chen Hui's confusion.

There are also visitors, in the past, the most 'red' prodigy in the post house, none other than Chen Hui, every day there are important people entrusted with heavy gifts, condescending to the younger generations to visit him, but now they no longer hear the report of the porter. Chen Hui suffered from brain disease, and he couldn't hide it.

The decline of the top characters is like this, and anyone will sigh, especially Song Yang......

On the eighth day of the second month, the sixth day after the palace examination, I got up early in the morning and the gongs and drums outside the door of the post house were noisy, and the holy decree arrived.

The ministers deliberated and the emperor hand-picked, and Nan Li Qishi finally 'surfaced'. The good news is that Song Yang got his wish and entered the table of the first product, and the rest of the winners were: Xiao Qi who was outstanding in Soma, Liu Er who tamed strange birds, Ayigo who was a witch Gu Yao, Blind Disciple of Guigu, Dwarf Fire Dao Man, and Nanrong Youquan. In addition, there were two winners who were previously inconspicuous, a middle-aged blacksmith named Xiao Yi; The other is an elderly carpenter with the surname Gao.

Song Yang was overjoyed, and counted twice in his heart, how to count how there were nine people, and there was still one missing, I don't know who it was......

The more regrettable mountain singer Qu and his wife, Song Yang really put a lot of thought into the selection of songs, and finally chose the tune of "The Great Wall will never fall" and "Shanghai Tang" respectively, the lyrics were slightly changed, and changed from Cantonese to Nanli official dialect, the couple practiced repeatedly, and the interpretation was really good, and when the Golden Palace performed, it was praised by Fenglong himself, but he didn't expect to be brushed down in the end, Song Yang secretly smiled bitterly, the last life' ability', it may not be difficult to get a cheer in this life, but it is not so easy to rely on it to really get ahead.

In addition, he is a second fool, confused and not very presentable, originally not among the Nan Li Qishi, but his bird is amazing, for him several bigwigs in the court and a special argument for a while, some people think that sending a foolish person out is a loss of national body; On the other hand, he thinks that this matter is not important, you don't care if he is stupid or not, as long as the strange bird can show the horror of Nanli Manglin and warn the powers, it is enough, not to mention that the second fool is only intellectually weak, and he is not really stupid, he knows all the basic principles and etiquette, and is even more serious than others. In the end, Hong Leong listened to the latter's opinion.

After chanting the holy decree, the eunuch retreated aside, and some officials read out the official documents, and those who failed to be selected were properly arranged by the imperial court, and got an errand that could show their strengths, and they had official titles to enjoy the court's fortune from now on.

The selected 'Nan Li Qi Shi' has no specific position for the time being, but only the title of 'Confessor's Desk to Shilang', and the Confessor's Desk is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Rites, and is in charge of matters related to diplomacy and courtiers; Give Shilang simply not into the product. Such a title was given just to facilitate the envoy to the Yan Kingdom. Although the position is not good, but each Qishi has been rewarded heavily, and what he has received is a real benefit, and it is conceivable that when they return from the Yan Kingdom, the imperial court will definitely not be treated badly.

Those who failed to be selected simply packed up, and immediately reported to the office with the officials present, and several Qishi had other wills, and got more than 20 days of vacation, as long as it was not too far away, and wanted to go home, they could return to their hometowns, and the officials of the Ministry of Etiquette accompanied them all the way, and they could be regarded as returning to their hometowns in fine clothes. However, he must return to Beijing before the first day of the first day of March, and as soon as the news was announced, the happiest one was the second fool, and he ran back to the post house to pack his bags with cheers.

Song Yang was careful, and specially asked the eunuch who sent the decree to ask: There is still one out of ten seats, who will it be?

"The Holy One has his own arrangements." The eunuch arched his hand in the direction of the palace, and then said with a smile: "This matter is not something we can ask, Mr. Song can just wait with peace of mind." ”

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At this point, the major event of Nanli's selection of talents has finally come to an end temporarily, although the winners are happy, and the losers also have their own place, which is a happy ending, but Song Yang can't care about celebrating with his companions, and hurriedly went out to a pharmacy and bought a lot of herbs.

When he returned to his room, he found that the county lord of Chenghe was already waiting for him, and immediately smiled: "It's just right, I'm going to look for you in a while." ”

Ren Churong didn't congratulate him on his selection, but got straight to the point: "Before the selection of the Golden Palace, you said that the six words you wrote in the palm of my hand... I have to ask what exactly you want to do. Those six words have disturbed her in the past few days, but Ren Churong is smart and understands that before the election results come out, no matter how she asks Song Yang, she will not say it, so she will endure the surname and wait until the seat of 'Nan Li Qishi' is settled, she immediately comes to the door to ask.

Song Yang didn't answer her, and beckoned: "Wait for me for a while, you sit first." Then he put the county lord aside, ran to the inner room, took out the newly purchased medicine, and got busy... It took more than an hour for him to return to the front hall with a dozen small porcelain vases.

Ren Churong was not impatient, but the solemnity in his expression was obvious, and he looked at Song Yang quietly: "Can you say it now?" ”

Song Yang listed the porcelain vases on the table, and gave Ren Churong a new cup of tea to her hand, and then sat down and said: "Not counting the brothers of the Hong family and me, on the second golden hall of the first month of February, the emperor, ministers, eunuchs, and a guard named Li Yifeng, a total of fourteen people, this is fourteen bottles of medicine, one bottle per person, all for you." ”

Ren Churong couldn't understand such a headless words, so he frowned and smiled: "What do you mean?" Could it be that these are all poisons, and you want me to poison everyone in the temple that day, right? ”

Song Yang laughed: "Of course not, these are not poisons, they are antidotes, antidotes." ”

The county lord was slightly stunned at first, and then with a 'dang' sound, the teacup in his hand shattered on the ground, and the tea splashed everywhere...... Ren Churong's cheeks were bloodless: "The surname Song... You, you, the antidote... What do you mean. ”