At the gate of the Gongyuan, there is still a flow of people at this moment, but it is more than half of the last Ming Jing test, and the cruel elimination rate shows that in the next policy test, everyone may become their own competitor, which makes the scholars present have a trace of hatred for each other.

Zhang Yuan was in the queue, and behind him was Ning Wuself, who had a hard and patient face, who had repeatedly failed the list, and was anxious and restless every time he took the big exam. At this time, he found this master of martial arts and imperial examinations to help him take the exam, and he was cheating in front of everyone, which made him excited and worried, eager and cringe, not like a big man at all!

This made Zhang Yuan sigh secretly: The imperial examination grinds people, and it is as good as it.

At this time, Zhang Yuan looked to the right consciously, and in the bustling crowd, a man who looked like a servant suddenly rushed out of it, knelt on the ground two or three feet away, and walked to his side step by step.

The man hugged Zhang Yuan's legs and cried loudly: "Young master, young master, the master mother is sick and bedridden, and it doesn't work to invite monks and Taoists, this is ...... This...... By the way, all she said in her mouth was the young master's name, woo, the young master ....... ”

Zhang Yuan knew that it was not good as soon as he heard the beginning, and his face was even more gloomy in the end!

What a sinister trick!

If your mother is sick and doesn't go to bed to serve well, do you still have the heart to take the exam? Even if you don't care about it, even if you pass the exam, such an unfilial person, under the finger of thousands of people, the examiners dare to take you as a person?

If you go back, you will miss it today. It may not matter if you miss one year, who knows if the next year will be the next year?

It will definitely make you fail the test for the rest of your life!

At this time, the scholars, who were already hostile to each other, began to discuss, and they all looked at Zhang Yuan.

"Whose family is this, I was indifferent when I heard that my mother was seriously ill!"

"The world is declining, and it is not a son of man. ”

"Really, I didn't even care about my mother for the imperial examination. ”

"What is this man's heart and lungs?"

In a short period of time, after hearing the movement here, the voice of criticism spread rapidly among the group of scholars waiting in line, and most of them were gloating in their hearts, and some celebrated that there was one less opponent.

Ning Wuwu gloated at first, and finally someone found out the true face of this son, well said!

Later, I thought about it: Oops! I still have to count on him to write on my behalf, and if he gives up and doesn't take the test, then wouldn't my person be ......

"Let go!" Zhang Yuan looked coldly at the servant below him.

The man was stunned, wiped away a handful of tears, and shouted repeatedly: "Young master, the master mother is very sick, and all she says is your name, young master......." ”

He didn't mention letting Zhang Yuan go back to visit, but the more this happened, the more the surrounding scholars were angry.

"Your mother is so sick, can't she come back next year?"

"That is, the son wants to be filial and his relatives are not there, and he can do it and cherish it. ”

Ning Wuwu was afraid that Zhang Yuan would not be able to bear the pressure, so he couldn't hold back and stood up, and said in a false voice: "Which family are you from, do you know if you recognize the wrong person? The old lady was all fine last night, and she encouraged me to wait, where did you get seriously ill? Quickly get out of the way, don't come to disturb!"

The subordinate squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhang Yuan quickly, and cried: "That's right, isn't the name of my young master Zhang Yuan? ”

The scholar on the side had sharp eyes, saw Zhang Yuan's card ticket, and immediately shouted: "That's right, this person is Zhang Yuan." ”

The man smiled darkly, and then quickly retreated, tugging at the hem of his clothes with both hands, and crying even louder, trying to attract more onlookers.

Suddenly, an iron hand grabbed his neck and slowly lifted him up.

Zhang Yuan's eyes were dark, as if there was an evil fire burning: "My mother died early, and her soul returned to bliss, where did she get seriously ill?"

At this moment, the surrounding discussion suddenly stopped, if it was not really dead, generally no one would be so mad as to curse their mother for being dead.

The man blushed, a trace of resentment flashed in his eyes, and he struggled and said, "Young master, my mother is also a mother, you can't forget your ancestors." ”

Zhang Yuan smiled deeply, and said word by word: "Give birth to me and give birth to me, you will be my mother! You can find a slut at random, and dare to say that it is my mother?"

As he spoke, he clenched his fist and slammed it into the other person's chest......

The man shook his spirits, and he wanted to open his mouth again to reprimand, but he didn't expect that a flower in front of him, like a sledgehammer in front of him, the whole person flew back four or five feet, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, and a large piece of his chest was concave, and he saw that he was not alive.

The surrounding scholars were suddenly startled: "Someone has killed someone!"

"Crazy, crazy, how dare he kill people here?"

"This person has practiced martial arts!!When will Cao Mang be able to come to participate in the scientific examination?"

Someone sneered again and again: "Who does he think he is, how is he compared to the children of the Sima clan?"

"It seems...... It was this person who kicked Sima Guang's ass. ”

"What's going on?" In the midst of the uproar, Wang Chongyang, who had a sinister face, hurried in with a team of armor soldiers, thinking that another child of the family had eaten leopard gall and came here to make trouble.

Ning Wuwu hurriedly stood up and said the process again, putting all the blame on the ignorant subordinate who made trouble.

Wang Chongyang is old in the world, and he knows what's going on when he hears it. A pair of sharp eyes swept over Zhang Yuan's body, but he smiled slightly, and then ordered his subordinates to drag the body down and lead people to turn away.

The children of the family came out of the door? It's very good, the old man raised his hand to welcome!

......

Xiangguo Mansion.

Mrs. Sima, who was dressed in a noble manner, slowly lifted the teacup and took a sip gently, seemingly demure and calm, but the bulging green tendons on the back of her hand revealed how angry she was in her heart.

The subordinates who stood on the side were reporting the process at the gate of the Gongyuan one by one, and finally said that Zhang Yuan kicked the dead man, but Wang Chongyang did not hold him accountable at all, and continued to let him participate in the big exam.

Sima Shi didn't raise his eyelids, suppressed his anger, and said slowly: "What else, what did he say, and how did he avoid the discussion of the people?"

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, but remained silent for a moment.

"Huh?" Madame Sima dragged out her voice and glared coldly.

The servant was so frightened that his legs weakened, and he quickly knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "That words...... It's so hard to hear that the villain doesn't dare to say it. ”

"Say!" the hall was filled with premonitions of impending storms.

He said...... He said...... gave birth to me and gave birth to me, Fang is my mother, find a random ...... A slut, how dare you ....... ”

Before he could finish speaking, a kettle full of boiling tea flew in and slammed into the door in front of him.

"Ah!!!h

Mrs. Sima stood up with a "pout", holding the desk with one hand, and pointing at the person with the other, her eyes shot with infinite coldness and hatred: "Come on, drag it down!" Kill ...... So far!!"