Chapter 670: Northeasterners
On the sixth day of the exam, the second session was about to end, and it was time to lift people out.
You must know that a total of nine days, this is not only a test of intellectual ability, but also a test of people's mental and physical fitness.
If you can't eat or sleep well for nine days in a row, and you can't even pee well, someone will fall.
Lu Pan put the pen on the inkstone, saw several officials pounce on the shed next to him, thought about it, pulled the test basket with wheels, and opened the top layer.
"Give."
While helping to help the frail candidate to his colleague, the official heard someone call him to turn around.
I was taken aback when I turned around.
The eldest has a ginseng.
General Lu, do you want to be so exaggerated? When you enter the examination room, do you bring a 100-year-old ginseng? Besides, you should cut it, others will bring ginseng slices at most, and you will bring a whole root.
It was brought by the eldest sister, and he didn't know why he wanted to bring such a thing.
Lu Pan handed it forward again, and when the official took it, he put on a mask and bowed his head to answer the questionnaire.
The face is not shocked, and handing the root ginseng is like handing a steamed bun.
Not to mention, this ginseng made the students next to him gobble up, chew peonies, and after a few bites, it was miraculous, okay.
And it was on this day that Patriarch Ren was carried out.
He is not the lucky one, next to the house, there is no person like General Lu who can afford ginseng.
Ren Eugene woke up and cried, sitting at the gate of the Tribute Courtyard, looking at the closed "Dragon Gate" and crying.
"Dad," he said with a bitter face, not knowing what to persuade.
can appear in time, that is, when he was at home, the eldest brother, sister-in-law, second brother and sister-in-law, and his mother-in-law all told him: "Don't send your father in and feel that it's okay, you have to go to the door every day, we feel that my father can't survive to the end." ”
No, he came to the gate of the Gongyuan every day, and two days ago, he thought to himself: Dad is quite persistent, why hasn't he been sent out yet. Today, the stone in my heart fell to the ground and was finally sent out.
But we can't tell the old man the truth, so as not to turn around and have a big mouth.
Elder Ren was in tears and very emotional.
Crying that I was too old.
This person, what age do you really have to do something, if you miss it, it will be too late.
Second, I also want to cry happily.
He never regretted participating in the imperial examination, although he had known the results for a long time, but if he didn't fight, it was tantamount to living in vain.
Patriarch Ren choked up with crying snot and said, "The third child." ”
"Yes, Dad."
I designated that I couldn't be a big official, and the future of the imperial examination came to an end.
But there is another one in his village, who is struggling in it, and it is a person who values love and righteousness, and it is also a person that his children and grandchildren may borrow light:
"In the future, our family will have to be friendly with the Song family," and strive for a five-star friendship.
"In the future, even if I'm still here, you can listen to Fusheng in everything to have a good life, remember?"
"Dad, why aren't you there? Aren't you all right? ”
"I said you can remember it, don't dismiss it, just listen to him!"
The anxious Patriarch Ren splashed the foaming star, "The rice he walked through is saltier than the salt you have ever eaten." ”
What does this mean?
The third child: "Dad, that's the salty feet of the Fusheng brothers." "Otherwise, how can you give the rice salty.
"Daddy? Father! ”
Patriarch Ren's eyelids fluttered, and he fainted weakly again.
After this second exam, a total of thirty-two people were brought out by the Gongyuan one after another, and Song Fusheng didn't know that Patriarch Ren was among them at this time.
He was busy with the third hair curl before he was about to wash his hair again.
Lu Pan picked up the soaphorn box, and as soon as he opened it, he felt that the taste was wrong, so he put it back in place and didn't move, turning his head to look at Song Fusheng waiting for the previous hair cream.
Song Fusheng: Hey, you kid is a dog's nose, right?
Song Fusheng compared the shape of Nezha on his head, glared hard, widened his eyes, and waved his hand again.
Lu Pan pursed his lower lip and immediately understood: That appearance is Poria Cocos, and Poria Cocos is not allowed to be used.
Why? She even gave him a mask made by herself, why didn't she let him use a little something.
glanced at Xie Wenyu, Lin Shouyang, Ding Jian, and Wang Zhefa, who didn't know what the hell it was.
Lu Pan: Okay.
In fact, Wang Zhefa doesn't like to be clean, he didn't come to mix with hair water.
He didn't know where to stand loose during the break, he always felt that his back was against the big tree to enjoy the shade, and he would not be driven back to the narrow examination shed by the officials when he stood here, so he could let go of the wind for a while and move his legs and feet more.
Wash your hair, your neck, your face, and your arms and shoulders with a handkerchief.
Song Fusheng led these boys to be a wash.
In the eyes of the officials, these people are really speechless.
After washing, Song Fusheng didn't want to go back to the examination booth, he was going to die of exhaustion for several days, he didn't want to take the exam, he didn't want to bury his head in answers, and he didn't want to sleep.
Locking up a normal person for a few days can simply drive people crazy.
His biggest dream now is to go out and walk around like crazy, even if it's just shopping and it doesn't cost money.
Song Fusheng pretended to dry his hair and did stretching exercises by the well, as long as the official did not order him to go back, he would sway here, expecting him to take the initiative.
Lu Pan glanced at his uncle and stood behind Song Fusheng to learn the movement of stretching.
When Song Fusheng inadvertently turned back again, he was stunned.
After thinking about it, let's come on.
Chest expansion exercises, one-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight, two-two-three-four-five-six-seven-eight.
Kicking exercises, one, two, three, four......
Body-to-body rotation ......
Behind Song Fusheng, a few of them followed by Lu Pan, and then more than thirty people who did not return to the house came over, and then later, a few officials also followed the neck twisting and the buttocks twisting, shaking hands and feet.
Anyway, all the men in this tribute courtyard are not decent or indecent.
The exam has been going on until today, and there are people who go to the toilet at night without regard for their dignity and bare-chested shirts and wear obscene pants to go out of the examination booth.
"My lord," a few officials noticed that Master Xuezheng had appeared, and instantly stood upright.
There are also government officials, who want to immediately order Song Fusheng and them to return to the house, but they were stopped by the Xuezheng University with a gesture, so that they can learn Song Fusheng and continue to take the exam, which is good.
In the hearts of the scholars, these are all good seedlings, and they must be allowed to do well in the exam.
Song Fusheng is a representative figure who will enter Beijing next year to take the exam, he can be a brother at his age, and he is a stable person, so that these students can get close to him very well.
At that time, he will arrange for Song Fusheng to lead these people to represent the Fengtian students. I entered Beijing, but it represents the place.
It can be seen that the township examination has not yet been completed, and the academic and political authorities already think that Song Fusheng has no problem taking the exam.
What Xuezheng wants is a student from Fengtian in the top three.
As soon as the 9th arrived, many candidates who were close to Song Fusheng's house number learned the eighth set of broadcast gymnastics.
"Mother."
When the dragon gate opened, Yang Mingyuan's face turned pale, and his footsteps staggered slightly.
"How's it going, it's good to eat and sleep well?"
Yang Mingyuan's brother and sister-in-law asked anxiously: "Did you answer well?" ”
If it weren't for Song Fusheng, he gave a lot of food before entering the examination room, salted duck eggs, bacon, preserved fruits, and dried dates. If Yang Mingyuan only eats leba or cooks white porridge three times a day, he thinks that he will definitely do worse than the current exam.
And this time, he dared to say that he played extremely well.
Yang Ming was far from letting his mother and brother and sister-in-law go home first, looking back at the Dragon Gate, waiting for Song Fusheng to come out.
Wang Zhefa looked at the compatriots who came with him and left, including the chubby Li Jin, Li Jin couldn't take care of anything, and he didn't want to set the relationship, so he wanted to find a comfortable bed to lie down immediately, he was alone, carrying a bag, waiting for Song Fusheng at the door.
Lu Pan came out.
"Young Master, are you okay?" Junzi's eyes are red, this is called not seeing the young master for nine days, and he has never been so long, and he wants to die young master.
Xiao Quanzi looked behind Lu Pan suspiciously: "Young master, what are you doing?" "Why don't you pull a test basket.
What else do you want them to do.
Therefore, Song Fusheng is the slowest to come out of the tribute courtyard, he is not poor, and there are many things.
He also slammed the door, never spared no effort, and put all these things home, and he cut all the oiled paper off the shed.
Big brother, don't worry, wait for the wind and rain to wait for you.
Song Fusheng, the king of goods, finally came out with big bags and small packages.
Song Fugui: "Fusheng"
"Brother Subframe." This is what Wang Zhe shouted.
"Uncle."
"Uncle."
Lu Pan and Yang Mingyuan said in unison.
Lu Pan turned his head with a swish, and looked at Yang Mingyuan through the crowd.
Yang Mingyuan was also looking at him.