At the entrance of Jiying Alley, a fast horse with good news roared, bringing up a puff of dust.

"Good news, Jiangnan, Jiangning, Youyang County, the lord of Changbai, the sixth place in the sixth year of the high school Tianyou examination, the saint of the Jinluan Palace!"

When the Gongyuan filled in the list, a team of reporters outside the gate of the Gongyuan took the red silk as the flag, beat the gong and drum, and left.

After the two hundred tributes, the formation is average, but it is different when the two hundred are ranked, the higher the ranking, the bigger the pomp, and the more people who send good news.

Jiying Lane is the place where the dignitaries of Bianjing live, and it stands to reason that it should be more calm than ordinary people, but when the announcer shouted the good news, the officials and eunuchs who live here still can't sit still, and they have poured into the street to see the excitement.

"It's hit, it's the Sheng family's Bai Ge'er who has been hit!"

The fast horse galloped past, followed by the team of reporters with gongs and drums, firecrackers sounded, and went straight to Shengfu.

At this time, the door of the Shengfu was wide open, up to the old lady, down to the old Qisheng Hibiscus, and the whole family gathered together.

Sheng Hong, who was at home on leave, was pacing around the front hall with his hands on his back, and there was still spring cold at this time, but fine beads of sweat could still be seen on Sheng Hong's forehead.

Wang Ruofu deliberately put on a new dress, and at this time he was also restless, and from time to time he folded his hands and bowed his head in prayer.

Let's try it soon, everyone. 】

The old lady was the calmest in the family, sitting there sipping tea while smiling and watching the two little granddaughters, Rulan and Minglan play chess.

Most of the rest sat and waited.

Whenever someone passed by in front of the door, Wang Ruofu couldn't help but get up from the stool and instructed the female envoy around him to take a look at the door.

Seeing that it was not the fast horse that reported the good news, the family's faces were full of loss, of course, Lin Yushuang was just like this, and she wished that Sheng Changbai would not be able to pass the exam for the rest of her life.

Just when the family's patience was about to be exhausted, Dong Rong, the personal servant next to Sheng Hong, suddenly ran in from the door: "Hit, hit, Young Master Changbai!" ”

"Hit?!"

It was Lin Yushuang who asked, and before Wang Ruofu could react, she stood up first, and the tone of disbelief or disbelief in her words was still very harsh even when Sheng Hong heard it.

Sheng Hong glanced at Lin Yushuang very unhappily, and Lin Yushuang realized that he was a little out of shape in a panic, so he hurriedly went back to sit down, and squeezed out a standard smile of relief from an elder.

Before Dong Rong entered the front hall, there was a voice from the reporter outside: "Good news, the lord of Youyang County, Jiangning, Jiangnan, is sheng Changbai, the sixth place in the sixth year of the high school Tianyou examination, and the saint above the Jinluan Palace!" ”

"Hahaha, my son hit, hit!"

Wang Ruofu's head was buzzing with this good news, and he didn't pay attention to Lin Yushuang's angry behavior at all.

At this moment, everything has to be put aside, and the son's great joy is the most important.

Sheng Hong was shaken tightly by the ecstatic Wang Ruofu's hands, but there was no trace of annoyance on his face, and even when he looked at Wang Ruofu, there was still some tenderness in his eyes.

When Lin Yushuang saw the scene of their deep love between husband and wife, she naturally hated in her heart: "Isn't it just that my son is a tribute, what's the big deal, who doesn't have a son!" ”

But when he caught a glimpse of Sheng Changfeng dancing excitedly on the side, Lin Yushuang suddenly wilted.

She does have a son, and he is quite competitive, but the problem is that her son doesn't listen to her at all!

Of course, looking at the entire Sheng family, only one Lin Yushuang felt depressed, and the rest of them were all beaming with joy and laughter.

Sheng Hong comforted his wife, who was a little overexcited, and was about to order someone to reward the prepared reward to the reporter waiting at the door, when he suddenly heard another high-pitched and loud voice outside, and this time the momentum was even greater than that of Sheng Changbai, who was in sixth place.

"Good news, Jiangnan Jiangning, Youyang County, the old man Wei Zhenchen, the first place in the high school Tianyou six-year examination, the foreman of the Jinluan Palace!"

Everyone in the Sheng family looked at the door in unison, but this time the reporter did not stop in front of the Sheng family, and the sound of horses' hooves quickly disappeared and disappeared into the depths of Jiying Lane.

"The little ...... of the Wei family, the nephew of Wei Xian, won the Huiyuan?"

Wang Ruofu swallowed her saliva unconsciously, her son Changbai was able to get the sixth place in the entrance examination, she was already very happy and proud, but Weichen was Huiyuan, and the gap here could be seen by anyone who was re-elected.

"The reporters have arrived, so it shouldn't be wrong." Sheng Hong also opened his mouth slightly, looking stunned.

He suddenly realized that the joke he had said to Wei Chen earlier that was even six yuan in the middle seemed to be coming true little by little.

With the addition of Huiyuan this time, Wei Chen has already won five yuan, and even five yuan, it is already a miracle that he has never heard of.

If Wei Chen can really win six yuan in a row......

Syllable!

An abrupt crisp sound interrupted Sheng Hong's thoughts, and Sheng Hong looked down, and it turned out to be a smooth and round chess piece that had fallen to the ground, whirling under the feet of his two daughters.

……

"Good news, Jiangnan Jiangning, Youyang County, the old man Wei Zhenchen, the first place in the high school Tianyou six-year examination, the foreman of the Jinluan Palace!"

The reporter who came on a horse shouted all the way, his voice was a little hoarse, he looked up and saw the word "Weifu" on the house in front of him, immediately grabbed the reins, turned over and jumped off the horse.

Seeing the closed door, the reporter was stunned, and then he knocked on the door while shouting in a hoarse voice: "Which one is Master Wei of Youyang, what a joy!" ”

After shooting the door for a long time, the second newspaper walking good news team all beat gongs and drums, and finally someone opened the door.

What came out was an old man in a Confucian robe, but at this time he was still yawning, his face was tired, and he looked as if he had just woken up.

The corners of the reporter's mouth twitched, I'm all on fire, you actually sleep in it!

He hasn't read any books, but he also knows that readers are taboo to sleep day and night, otherwise it is rotten wood that cannot be withered, this old gentleman looks a lot older, and he does things a little casually, right?

However, the slander is slanderous, and the professional ethics still have to be talked about, and the reporter has a festive smile on his face, and hands the yellow flower note in his hand to the old man in the door: "Congratulations to the high school meeting of the old man Wei of your mansion." ”

This yellow flower paper is to record Wei Chen's name, place of origin and rank of the post, using the best paper, with silk and satin as the axis, with gold flowers pasted on it, and sprinkled with gold powder, also known as gold flower post.

Zhuang Jun took the yellow flower note, didn't rush to open it to see the contents, but first checked the weight, then gently scraped it with his nails, looked at the gold dust between the nails, nodded and said, "It's okay, I didn't cut corners." ”

"Who are these people!"

I thought it would be a beauty difference to grab Huiyuan's job, but when I bumped into such a person, the reporter really had an urge to vomit blood.

But looking at Zhuang Jun's gray-haired appearance, the reporter had nowhere to spark his anger, so he could only admit that he was unlucky, and as for the reward or something, he didn't have much hope now.

Just as the reporter was about to get on the horse and leave, Zhuang Jun took out a silver ticket of one hundred taels and stuffed it into his arms lightly.

"Good work."

Hearing Zhuang Jun's words, the reporter was stunned for a moment, and then he was ecstatic.

I heard my predecessors say that if you don't open for three years, you can wait for three years!

thanked Zhuang Jun without saying anything, if it weren't for Zhuang Jun's resolute refusal, I'm afraid he would have the heart to stay in the house as an errand boy.

After sending off the registration team, Zhuang Junjing arrived in the hall, opened the yellow flower note and swept his eyes, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "I am not alone......