Why did he say those things to himself?

Du Juan pursed her lips and looked sideways at the road, for some reason her heart was jumping.

Soon, the carriage was moving, and a stable was built on the side of the new yard, and the horses were kept there on weekdays.

In the next few days, Song Ercai took Song Ming out a few more times, and the few fruit trees he bought were also sent over one after another, and they couldn't be planted in the yard, so they were moved to the slope of the field behind.

Anyway, it is a good thing that this tree is planted, and there is still fruit to eat in the season, and no one in the neighborhood objects.

In the last month of the year, a group of new embroidery girls entered the embroidery workshop, and these people were a little farther away, and Song Er was recruited by the way when he went out to run errands on weekdays.

He had inquired about the people in the village in advance, and he had recruited them with his knowledge.

And the cloth village in the town is also famous outside, and many people can't find a way to go in and find an errand, but now it doesn't matter if there is this opportunity to go a little farther, the people of the village go together in the morning and evening, or let the men of the family give them a ride.

Every time the embroidery workshop recruits a new person, an old embroidery girl is transferred to the new yard.

Now the things made in the new courtyard are completely different from the two embroidery workshops in the bun shop, not only all kinds of clothes, cloaks, hats and other items used by the ladies and ladies, but also new table screens, door curtains, curtains, and custom orders from the city.

These lists are worth a lot of money, and every time I receive Ah Xiu, I will pick a few embroiderers who are outstanding, and let Lu Wei stare at them to make art alone, and after the things are completed, the wages will be added according to the time.

Now Lu Wei has become Ah Xiu's right-hand man, this girl is a rare talent, all the stitches will be seen once, Ah Xiu can't prevent it, so she simply handed over all the more than a dozen sets of stitches involved in the embroidery workshop to her.

The days in the embroidery workshop were busy and fulfilling, and at the school hall, Song Tian ushered in the year-end exam in a tense learning environment.

This exam is the last one of the year, and it is a full two days, divided into multiple classes.

In addition to solving problems on weekdays, it will also involve laws, arithmetic, books, political theories, etc., similar to the system of scientific examination questions.

After two tense days, the students continued to attend classes and wait for the results, and when the final list was released, it was the year-end vacation.

On the day of the release of the school list, more than 100 students had no intention of attending the morning class, and they were all waiting for the copying of the paper on the field in the middle.

Song Tian is very confident that he will enter the first class, but he can't say for sure what position he will be in, after all, the rankings that have not been tested in the year are ranked together by all levels of learning.

"Song Tian, do you think I can win this time?"

Pang Zimo has been reluctant these days, he has calculated, whether he can be promoted depends on the exam at the end of the year, if he can get into the second grade, this matter is not easy to say, it depends on Zhaifu's calculations, if he gets into the first grade, even if it is the inferior paper, he is confident.

"Earlier, you didn't say that it felt okay, that is, you could win."

Pang Zimo asked seven or eight times back and forth, Song Tian was a little helpless, at first he could help analyze the question paper, but now he was too lazy to talk about it anymore, so he simply gave him a positive answer.

Pang Zimo breathed a sigh of relief when he heard what he said, but soon he wanted to know what if he couldn't win.

Next to him, Luo Zhenping, who was sitting on the wooden railing, was holding a steamed bun and oil cake in his hand and eating it, he didn't have any idea about his upgrade, he couldn't upgrade anyway.

At this time, Jiang Boyuan came, put his arm around Song Tian's shoulders and said, "Brother Song, go out for a drink at noon and celebrate." ”

"Celebrate what?"

Song Tian looked at him funny, since this person helped him that time, the relationship between the two has become much closer, and now he will not run away when he is hugged by the shoulder.

"Of course it's to celebrate your upgrade, is there any suspense about that?"

Naturally, there was no suspense, Song Tian nodded and said, "What about you?" Brother Jiang, I heard you say last time that you can get on the first one, and that tone is very relaxed. ”

Everyone said that Jiang Boyuan was a son and brother who was not doing his job, and after contacting him, Song Tian didn't agree with it, although this person has a strange temperament, sometimes it feels inexplicable, but his heart is not bad, his brain is not stupid, and he can come up with some big truths from time to time, just a little fun.

"You're all on it, I'm naturally going to go up."

Jiang Boyuan smiled lightly, let go of Song Tian and asked about the others.

Pang Zimo couldn't say, Luo Zhenping shook his head, he definitely won't be able to go up, and I'll see it the year after tomorrow.

Zhang Shou said that he would not go to school next year, and reading was too boring, so it was better to go home early to help take care of business, anyway, he had studied for so many years, and it was no longer a hindrance to read and write, since he didn't want to take the path of the imperial examination, it was better to go home early.

Hearing the word home, Jiang Boyuan's brows moved, and he let out a long sigh.

Song Tian glanced at him unexpectedly, and was about to ask if he was reluctant to give up this friend of wine and meat, when there was a commotion in front of him, and the Zhaifu who posted the question paper came out.

The crowd boiled instantly, and everyone rushed up, and when the priests added wooden railings and brought a bucket of paste, they began to take rolls and paste them on it.

"Class A, Volume A, Superior Head, Ji Ying."

"Superior volume, Fu Yuanxun."

"Superior Medium Volume ......"

The people standing at the front began to report loudly, Ji Ying, who was at the top of the line, was surrounded by people, approving and sighing, those people were full of envious eyes, and they just put their faces on the soles of their feet.

Class A and the first volume, or the head, next year, Ji Ying, who has already shown his talent and fame, has the greatest expectations, and now everyone is still in the same school, or classmates, if you don't take this opportunity to stutter well, you won't have a chance in the future.

Ji Ying maintained a faint smile throughout the whole process, and when she saw Song Tian looking over, she nodded to him.

Song Tian congratulated him from afar, and the two met occasionally in Songjian Pavilion these days, although they didn't talk much, they gradually became acquainted.

The voices under the bulletin board were still coming out in a steady stream, and Ding Ban was naturally at the end.

When the test paper of Class C was finished, half of the people on the field had dispersed, and almost all of the students who remained were students of Class D, and everyone was nervous and excited, staring at the paper in Na Saifu's hand, hoping that there would be their own name in it.

Luo Zhenping had already squeezed to the front, and he had no hope that it would be better to help others take a look.

"Ding Ban, A Volume, Superior Leader, Song Tian."

"Song Tian, Song Tian, you are the leader."

Luo Zhenping took a look at it and retreated, holding Song Tian's shoulder more excited than him.

At this time, the crowd around the pass also moved, and they all congratulated Song Tian.

Song Tian returned the salute one by one, for this result is actually expected by everyone, after all, the first time he entered the first class as stable as Mount Tai, and was accepted as a closed disciple by the hall owner, if he didn't take a look at the first head, everyone was afraid that they would have to say cool things.

"A roll, a high-grade roll, Jiang, Jiang Boyuan!"

Jiang Boyuan got the top volume, second only to Song Tian's head, everyone was stunned, and they couldn't relax for a while.

After entering the museum for a year, Jiang Boyuan has never been on the first list, how could he bring such a big surprise to everyone at the end of the year.