Chapter 228: Roll Call

Zhao Rui turned out the paper written down by the yellow door who followed him today, looked at the person's name, and found a very powerful gesture in his memory, and then compared the ranking.

Wang Ruilai of Yanzhou ranked 29th.

This ranking for Zaisuke's son-in-law is not low.

With a stroke of his pen, he changed the names of Yang Yifu and the scholar called Wang Ruilai again.

Wang Ruilai climbed from the 29th place to the third position, while Yang Yifu fell from the 3rd to the 29th.

Yang Yifu's original first-class, first-class, Jinshi and first, became third-class, second-class, Jinshi origin.

After the change, Zhao Rui handed the ranking in his hand to Zhu Baoshi and said, "Tell them to transcribe it again." ”

After thinking about it, he said, "Go and invite Fan Yaochen in." ”

After explaining the matter, he took the top article that he had drawn out early and read it with all his attention.

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Seeing that the thick examination papers were sent into the inner hall, after a long time, there was a yellow door holding a tray in his hand, hurriedly walked out, and went towards another side hall, and the lifters in the outer hall were a little unable to sit still.

Is there something wrong with the rankings?

Or is the Son of Heaven dissatisfied with the judges' judgments?

In the Jiying Palace, pressed by tall buildings, and with the imperial power in town, everyone did not dare to speak loudly, but could only look at each other suspiciously, and everyone became restless.

Soon, a man walked out of the side hall.

Gu Yanzhang didn't recognize him, but many people next to him recognized him.

"It's Fan Dashen!" Someone whispered.

"Are you going to roll call?!"

The crowd waited in a daze.

Fan Yaochen went directly into the inner hall and never came out again.

By this time, the scholars were really on pins and needles.

Seeing that there was no concern here, some people couldn't help it anymore, and looked for one of them and asked, "Yifu, do you know what's wrong?" ”

Yang Yifu sat on the seat, looking very surprised, and replied: "I don't know anything either!" He added, "Rest assured and wait for the roll call!" ”

When I heard what was being said here, I couldn't recognize him, and I couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Who is that person?" ”

There were intermittent replies around.

"Fan Dashen's newly recruited son-in-law is called Yang Yifu."

"A native of Jizhou, born in Qingming Academy, worships under Mr. Houzhai."

"His uncle is a judge in Kyoto Prefecture."

This series of titles is crowned, the person who says it is cautious, and the person who listens is also in awe, even if his heart is sour, he can only say "oh" on his face.

Born in the Shi clan, he worshiped Mr. Houzhai, and his son-in-law Fan Dashen, when the title of the gold list was inscribed, the cave room spent candle nights, and the size of Dengke was so high-spirited.

That's how life should be!

Yang Yifu enjoyed the baptism of everyone's envious gaze, but he lowered his head slightly, not revealing the slightest clue.

And in the place where the scholars couldn't see, there was a faint pity in his eyes, as if he was a well-molded Bodhisattva, accepting the incense of good men and women.

My own family is indeed so smooth, it is true that I was born with a higher starting point than others, I was born in a family, I was born smart, I don't need to be taught, I will do a splendid article if I click a little at will.

The vast majority of people in this hall, even if they catch up for a lifetime, can't catch up with his light and dexterous half a step.

Along the way, although the ranking of the provincial examination was not as he expected, he recently received the careful guidance of Fan Dashen and guessed the questions of the palace examination of the Son of Heaven thoroughly. The brocade article made in the palace today, in his opinion, it is natural to get a champion, that is, there is no champion, and at worst there is a list.

After several rounds of revisions by Fan Dashen, there are no flaws in solving the problem, opening the question, closing the question, and pointing the question.

This is the best article he has done over the years, and it is more than a step better than the most wonderful chapter written by Gu Yanzhang when he was in Liangshan Academy that day.

Yang Yifu clenched his fists, confident on the one hand, and a little nervous on the other.

Although the list is good, it is enough to get it, but he still wants to be the champion!

Fan Dashen's sons are not good at reading, and there is no Jinshi in the family, if he can get a champion, he will definitely think a lot more highly of himself, and the resources in his hands in the future, if you want to use it, it will be a lot easier.

I don't know how long I waited, but in the quiet hall, I suddenly heard a shout from the courtesy, and everyone quickly stood up, re-entered the hall, and stood with their heads bowed according to the original order.

Only a very light footstep was heard, and the Son of Heaven ascended to the throne under the arch of the Yellow Gate and the guards.

Fan Yaochen held the ranking list of the palace examination in his hand, and his face was a little solemn.

He stood in front of the royal case and began the roll call.

Yang Yifu swallowed his saliva, pricked up his ears, leaned forward, and was ready to stand up at any time.

The name of the first champion was soon read out by Fan Yaochen.

Yang Yifu didn't hear clearly for a moment.

It's three words......

Is it yourself?

He looked left and right with some impatience.

No one looked at themselves, but they all looked in the far east direction.

That place was too close to the dragon chair, and Yang Yifu didn't even tell for a while whether everyone was looking at Fan Dashen or who they were looking at.

Soon, however, the eight guards standing at the foot of the stairs chanted in unison.

To be selected as the former guard of His Majesty the Son of Heaven, he must be a brave man with a burly body, and the strength of his mid-qi can be imagined.

For a while, the temple was like a thunderclap, and a name was sung three times in a row.

Yang Yifu could no longer maintain his complexion, but gritted his teeth, and like the rest of the people in the hall, he set his eyes on the front of this column.

In that place, Gu Yanzhang had already stood out of the ranks.

Four guards came over and surrounded Gu Yanzhang, one of them asked loudly about the township and his father's name, and after confirming that it was correct, the four guards took him to the court.

Yang Yifu looked at the tall figure being guarded by the guards, and stepped forward to thank the son of today, and couldn't tell what it was like.

After all, it was left behind him again.

Yang Yifu's heart was filled with an irrepressible sense of loss.

Looking at Gu Yanzhang to thank him, he stepped aside, and soon, Fan Yaochen read out the name of the second place.

This time, there was no need for the guards to speak, Yang Yifu had already heard it very clearly.

Jizhou, Zheng Shixiu!

Seeing his former classmates step forward one by two to thank him, and then retreat to the side, somehow, Yang Yifu felt an inexplicable panic in his heart......

Only the last place remains......

As the name of the third place came out of Fan Yaochen's mouth.

Yanzhou, Wang Ruilai.

One name after another was announced, and soon, the eighteen people in the first class were all standing together, and everyone lined up and stepped forward to thank them.

No oneself!

Yijia doesn't have himself!

Yang Yifu stood in place in despair, only feeling as if he had fallen into the eighteenth-story hell.

How is that possible!?

What went wrong?!.