Draw the knife and cut off the water, the water is more flowing, and the glass is more sorrowful.

Alas, he is already crazy in the world, why bother to go to the sky!

Jia, a disciple of the Han Army's Zhenglan Banner, who won the Eight Banners with his strength, sat on the edge of the grass pile by the pond at this time, looking at the lake stupidly.

The bustle of the examination room in the distance seemed to have an enchantment here, and whether it was the wind blowing or the grass moving, it could not make him the slightest interested.

Long.

Jia Liu slowly stood up, took out the two hands that were copied in his sleeves for warmth, closed his mouth and took a breath of hot air, shook his head and walked towards the examination room that decided his life and fate again.

What can we do now that we have come to this?

Who can blame it?

Blame Jia Daquan, the father, for throwing money out for his son's future, or blame the Bai Tang'a named Zhou Tiexin for paying too much attention to credibility and blind operation?

It can only be said that it is a mistake.

Jin Chuan, it's a certainty, it's decided.

Now it's up to us to see if we can get back alive from that hellish place.

Because of the disgust of the Qing Dynasty in his previous life, although Jia Liu knew a rough idea of the affairs of the Qianlong Dynasty, such as knowing He Shen, Liu Yong, Ji Xiaolan, knowing that Qianlong had a nickname called "Ten Perfect Old Men", knowing that this guy was a stamping maniac, knowing that this guy burned a number of books in China in order to repair the "Siku Quanshu", knowing that this guy spent decades constantly making people revise the "History of the Ming Dynasty", knowing that this guy likes to travel and listen to operas...

But it's not clear if it's more specific.

For example, the details of the so-called "Ten Perfect Martial Arts".

Therefore, although Jia Liu knew that Jinchuan had fought for many years, he didn't know when it would end and how he won.

This doomed Jia Liu to be unable to rely on his "prediction" ability to obtain opportunities and benefits from the 30-year war of the Qianlong Dynasty.

I know that Jinchuan refers to Yingxiu, Wenchuan and other places in Sichuan, and this place has had a major earthquake with several casualties in later generations, but what is the situation of the forces entrenched in this place now, Jia Liu is not clear.

All in all, it's three don't know.

As for himself, he will not be able to do two things - he will not be able to write, and he will not be able to use martial arts.

When the two are combined, the fate of the already many people becomes even more unpredictable.

In the world, there are still many sympathetic people.

Wang Fu, who had just finished the exam, saw that Jia Liu, who had returned from the lake, was in a very low mood, so he hurriedly put away the relaxed smile on his face, stepped forward and patted Jia Liu's shoulder and persuaded in a low voice: "Brother Dongge, don't worry too much, Jinchuan has our army after all, and it may not be okay if it really passes." ”

"Well, who knows you're the first to appear! You're really, why did you smoke the first one..."

Liu Heyi also had a sympathetic face, because he received the news in time, after adding money again, he lowered his score to a safe second grade like Wang Fu.

As for why he didn't go directly to the third class, he still wanted to be designated as a second-class worship.

It was Zhou Tiexin who received the money and reported the target.

At first, the man was quite surprised, and he was also confused, and when he realized what was happening, he immediately sat on the ground and multiplied the number several times.

Chang Bingzhong, who walked out of the examination room humming a small song, saw at a glance the little brother Devil Zi Liu, who was being comforted by Wang and Liu, and hurriedly trotted over to sigh and comfort, and then told Jia Liu: "Do you know? After you finish the exam, we have never been out of the first class. ”

These words undoubtedly sprinkled salt on the wound, and it hurt the hearts of the six devils very much.

Jia Liu's cheeks, which were in pain, twitched uncontrollably.

"It's okay, Liuzi, listen to my brother, you can go boldly and rest assured, my father has someone in the Jianrui camp, please ask him to say hello to the Jianrui camp at that time, and promise not to let you get in danger..."

Chang Bingzhong thought very thoughtfully.

Jia Liu barely squeezed out a smile from his face, but it didn't look much better than crying.

Then, Zu Yingyuan came over and calmly told everyone that he had taken the first class.

"Did you get a first-class exam?"

Wang Fu's eyes widened and he looked at Zu Yingyuan in disbelief.

"Hmm."

Zu Yingyuan nodded.

"You... Do you know..."Wang Fu's voice stammered a little.

"Yes."

Zu Yingyuan replied very cheerfully.

The news that the first class of the third test was going to be used in front of the Jinchuan Army had already spread throughout the school. Can such a big thing be hidden?

As long as one tells others, it will soon be one to one, two to four, four to eight.

I didn't see this, after the flag disciples came on the field, they either couldn't even hold the bow, or if the arrow didn't shoot out, they would fall and eat.

"Knowing that you are still taking the first grade, you don't want to die?" Chang Bingzhong really didn't understand what Zu Yingyuan thought.

"A good man should be shrouded in horse leather, everyone is not going, should you let the Dongge brothers go alone?"

Looking at the dejected Jia Liu, Zu Yingyuan actually laughed, and then said very solemnly: "When you arrive in Jinchuan, you can follow me." ”

The crowd was silent.

Jia Liu also looked at Zu Yingyuan seriously, and said in his heart, could it be that this guy has two hands?

"I don't want first-class, I don't want first-class!"

The crying sound from the examination room attracted everyone's attention, and they saw Shu Wenqing, who handed in the second paper of the classic test, dragged out by the soldiers of the two Jianrui battalions, howling and crying so pitifully.

"What's wrong?"

Everyone stunned this scene.

"I know that I want to go to Jinchuan for the first class, who dares to take the first class? Everyone is second-class, should we go to me and Brother Jia with the blue flag of the Han Army? ”

Zu Yingyuan said "hehe".

He was really said about it, seeing that the front one by one was either a second class or a third class, and there were few people left, the chief examiner in charge of the archery exam, and the assistant counselor of the Han Army's Zhengbai Banner, Garster was afraid that he would not be able to make a difference, so he simply gave the remaining three people a grade, and they didn't need to take the test.

It's a through train.

This operation made Jia Liu think of the word Lazhuang Ding.

However, it is good to have a few unlucky people to accompany him, as long as he is faster than them when he escapes, this thought, Jia Liu's mood suddenly felt much better.

With the lesson of the positive blue flag "pulling the strong ding", the rest of the flags immediately began to move, and the final result was that everyone who had something to do with it got B and C, and those who were not very good at home were rigidly designated as first-class, and there was no place to shout about injustice.

You can't even pull a bow, give you a first-class, are you still not convinced yesterday?

It's not all greedy for life and afraid of death, a total of 14 people in the Eight Banners of the entire Han Army are as brave as Zu Yingyuan, and they take the initiative to shoot out first-class performance appraisals, and they are willing to serve in front of the Jinchuan Army.

In addition to the idea of being loyal to the monarch and serving the country, it may not be without the meaning of seeking wealth and danger.

As soon as the results of the exam were announced, the lucky ones were overjoyed, the unlucky ones pulled their faces like Jia Liu, and those who had the heart to work asked their families to send silver after the plan was over, so why couldn't they go to Jinchuan to die.

Just when the rest of the children were waiting for the next arrangement, the young deputy capital of the Han Army's Blue Banner, Fu Chang'an, came over.

After looking at the group of supplementary children, Fu Changan asked Wang Andao, the leader of the banner: "How many third-class first-class tests?" ”

Wang An hesitated, and said truthfully: "If you go back to the capital, there are a total of five of the three first-class tests. ”

"Five?"

Fukangan frowned, and said unhappily: "How can thirty-four people only be five first-class?" ”

How dare Wang An say that there are still three of these five that are forced, explaining that the children did not play well on the spot.

Fu Changan didn't listen to Wang An's nonsense, and asked, "How many are the second class?" ”

Wang An hurriedly glanced at the transcript in his hand and said, "Back to my lord's words, there are twelve of the second class." ”

"Twelve?"

Fu Changan walked up to Jia Liu's and other disciples with a horsewhip in his hand, and after his eyes swept over them one by one, he suddenly turned around and instructed Wang An: "All the second class are regarded as the first class, you immediately report the registration and determine the name, and go to the Jinchuan army with the Jianrui battalion two days later." ”

After speaking, he didn't look at the group of children who were preparing for the supplement, and walked straight to the Manzhou Eight Banners examination room in the east of the school field.

Hey?

Yikes!

Fu Chang'an's reckless operation made Jia Liu's mood brighten, patted Wang Fu's back on the side, and kindly persuaded: "Don't worry, Jinchuan has our army, and it may not be okay if you really go." ”