There was still some time before the start of the college exam, and Huang Tinghui was reviewing his homework in the inn.

Although after such a long period of accumulation, Huang Tinghui has been stable in this college examination, but regular study can still make his level continue to improve.

After all, the road to the imperial examination, even if you pass the academy examination, is just a way to enter the house.

"Drink, drink, drink!"

"I'm happy today, seeing that the hospital exam is imminent, everyone drink a little, and the road to the imperial examination is even more energetic, energetic!"

"Today's wine, today's joy! Drink more, the title of the gold list! ”

For the upcoming college examination, the scholars choose different methods.

Some people are grinding their guns in battle, and they are so nervous that they can't do it.

Some people are recklessly relaxing themselves in order to face the upcoming college exams in a more relaxed state.

Huang Tinghui was between the two kinds of scholars, neither overindulged himself, nor was he nervous enough to sharpen his guns.

The day before the start of the hospital examination, Huang Tinghui ended his retreat and walked around the Fang Market in Hangzhou Mansion with his family.

"Daddy, why are they so happy, drinking so much one by one?"

"Didn't they know that they would not be able to do well in the exam tomorrow, so they will get drunk first today?"

Lu Qiaosi pointed to the scholars not far away and said to his father.

That innocent and flawless expression fell in Huang Tinghui's eyes, but he couldn't laugh or cry.

Before the imperial examination began, it was auspicious.

Commonly known as: begging for a lottery.

If this sentence falls on the ears of that group of candidates, they will naturally not care about the little doll Lu Qiaosi, after all, they are childish.

For the little doll Lu Qiaosi's father, Huang Tinghui, if their eyes can kill people, they have to kill Huang Tinghui I don't know how many times.

Huang Tinghui hurriedly hugged Lu Qiaosi and covered Lu Qiaosi's mouth, but he didn't dare to let Lu Qiaosi talk nonsense anymore.

"Daddy...... Not...... Daddy......"

Seeing Huang Tinghui and Lu Qiaosi like this, the little girl just covered her mouth and laughed.

At this time, everyone walked to a wonton shop, and Lu Qiaosi stopped playing, looking at the bursts of fragrant wontons, the little girl's saliva was about to flow out.

"Josie, don't talk nonsense!"

"If you agree, Daddy will buy you wontons to eat, how about it?" Huang Tinghui pinched Lu Qiaosi's little face and said to Lu Qiaosi.

"Hmm...... Hmm......" Luchos let out a pitiful voice.

Huang Tinghui smiled, and he said to Lu Qiaosi, "If you agree, you can nod!" ”

Hearing Huang Tinghui's words, Lu Qiao Sifang nodded.

At this time, Huang Tinghui put Lu Qiaosi down.

"Boss, bring us four big bowls of wontons."

Huang Tinghui and the owner of the wonton shop spoke.

"Okay, guest officer!"

"Four big bowls of ravioli!" When the boss heard Huang Tinghui's words, he quickly picked up the colander and scooped up the crystal clear wontons.

Just after Huang Tinghui sat down with Gong Zicheng, the little girl and others, they heard a voice coming.

"Zihu, have you heard that story recently, it seems to be called the White Lady?" A scholar holding a folding fan looked at another scholar next to him who was dressed extremely luxuriously and said.

"It's just a few myths, but there's nothing special about it!"

"But the peddlers' pawns, they are quite happy with these so-called stories."

"Only these peddlers and pawns like these folklore novels, and this kind of novel can't be put on the stage!"

The scholar who was called "Zihu" was proud of his talents and disdainful of the popular story.

"Something that can be liked by the general public means that it is also a great thing!"

"Zihu may not know that this story was done by Huang Tinghui, a well-known scholar from Ruian County!"

"This Wen Tao Wu strategy is too much beyond ordinary people!"

"No wonder it will be appreciated by the prefect, the novels written by such characters are also quite interesting!"

"Zihu may not know that my cousin once went to Ruian County to find Mr. Xu Wei to compete, but he didn't want Mr. Xu Wei to fight."

"And the person who fought was this Huang Tinghui, and Huang Tinghui alone suppressed many scholars at that time!"

"It's really in the limelight for a while!" After the scholar learned about Huang Tinghui's deeds from his cousin, he also admired Huang Tinghui very much.

Especially Huang Tinghui played against everyone alone, and defeated everyone, which made this scholar envious.

This scholar is not good at piano painting, but he has a deep study of calligraphy and chess.

Huang Tinghui's high chess skills naturally made him extremely admired and appreciated.

"It's just a trail!" Hearing the scholars who were traveling with him praise Huang Tinghui so much, the guy called "Zihu" said with some unhappiness.

"For readers, the most important thing is the article!"

"The second is calligraphy!"

"No matter how good the piano talks, no matter how good the chess game is, it's just a trail!"

"Could it be that superb chess skills can make people famous on the gold list, can intoxicating piano skills make people dominate?"

"No matter how good the side door is, if you don't have any achievements on the way to the imperial examination, it will be useless after all!"

After that, the rather proud scholar looked even more arrogant, "My father Tang Sanhu, born in Jinshi, is a unique calligrapher and painter!" ”

"Even if he is such an identity and is so talented, my father has no intention of showing off in front of everyone."

"Such a show-off person, but Er'er!"

Between the words, the man also secretly damaged Huang Tinghui.

Listening to everyone's comments about himself, Huang Tinghui did not react, since ancient times, he has been "literati are light", Huang Tinghui does not want to cause any trouble because of this.

Looking at the ministers in the court, they will not be furious because others hurt their own words.

This is the power of qi cultivation.

Huang Tinghui wants to go further in the future, and this ability to cultivate qi cannot be a little worse.

However, Huang Tinghui doesn't want to deal with these people, which doesn't mean that Lian'er can tolerate others looking down on her husband so much.

I saw Lian'er stand up with a "rub", and her little face was bulging with anger.

"This son is also a scholar, why is he damaging others so much behind his back?"

The little girl was not used to that person, she asked directly.

Looking at Wu Feilian, who suddenly stood up, several scholars were stunned for a moment, and then the scholar took a step forward.

"I'm just waiting for an evaluation, does this girl think that my son's evaluation is not fair enough?"

"The story of the White Snake is difficult to get to the hall of elegance, what's wrong with this?" The boy asked rhetorically.

Wu Feilian looked delicate, but she was an extremely intelligent girl, and when she saw this person asking rhetorically, she said, "Then what kind of novel skills do you think there is in this world, on top of this oral legend of the White Snake?" ”

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