On the day of the release of the list, it was a rare sunny day, with clear skies and bright sunshine. As soon as the day dawned, there was a sea of people in front of the examination hall, and it was very lively.

This township examination, for the students, is both hope and suffering. Due to the plague, the township test was postponed for more than a month, and the students stranded in Fucheng were already a little impetuous. In addition, the Chongzhou Mansion was involved in the war, and I don't know if the next township examination can be held on time, which makes the students even more anxious. Therefore, pay more attention to the results of this township test - after all, if you miss this time, you don't know how many years you will have to wait!

Two days before Song Qingmo released the list, he couldn't sit still, and his meal was not fragrant. Early in the morning, the talents in the outer courtyard called him out and sat in the teahouse opposite the examination institute to wait for news.

Zhu Yuankun's scholar waited at the place where the list was released before dawn. Although the probability of his master being admitted is not high, won't he be upset on the list when he takes the college exam? Maybe I can fly at a low altitude this time?

Several of Song Qingmo's nephews, except for those who helped in the store, also came out to see the list. However, they came a little late, and they were small, so it was a bit difficult to squeeze in.

On the opposite side of the examination institute, Huo Xianyang bent down to look at the little master with four heads, and asked softly, "Master, do you want to go to see the list?" ”

Song Ziran glanced at him: You Diao slave, do you want to murder your master? Look at my height, it's strange to squeeze in and not be stepped on into a picture!

Huo Xianyang understood what she meant in seconds, laughed, put the person on his shoulder, and laughed: "The subordinate is rude!" Let's go and see the list! ”

He used his internal force to shake away the people in front of him, overcame obstacles all the way, and soon occupied the most advantageous position on the list. And Song Ziran, who was carried on the shoulders by a big man of more than 1.8 meters, became the most beautiful boy on this street, and the whole group stood out from the crowd! Social Death I

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Adhering to the concept that I am not embarrassed and embarrassed is someone else's embarrassment, Song Ziran has a small face, his eyes are empty, and his face is expressionless - a red jacket skirt, curly hair is tied into two small tugging, red lips and white teeth, and his expression is serious and solemn, but in the eyes of others, he is even more cute, and his eyes can't help but be attracted to it.

"It's on the list, it's on the list!" I don't know who shouted. The official messenger of the Zhang Bang was late, and he posted the list up, and the officials clenched their sabers and stood on both sides.

Suddenly, the crowd surged, and the people behind kept squeezing forward. Song Jiumao's feet were like stepping on a spring, and he kept running up and down, shouting: "Sister, do you see it?" Is there an uncle's name? ”

Song Ziran grabbed Huo Xianyang's ear with one hand, her small body tried to move forward, and her big eyes stared at the list very energetically. The person next to him couldn't help laughing and said, "Whose little girl is so cute." If you look so closely, what can you see? Such a small female doll, do you know how to read? ”

Song Ziran ignored him, but moved his little buttocks, so as not to slide off Huo Xianyang's shoulders - this kid seems to be a little slippery!

See! The first place on the list, she knows! She opened her small voice and shouted to the back, "Brother Jiu, I saw Uncle Zhu's name!" He took the first exam, and it was Xie Yuan! ”

"Huh——? Is it Zhu Xiucai, or Zhu Xiucai? Song Jiumao couldn't tell the difference, and asked loudly.

"Zhu Wenzhuo, Zhu Uncle - first place, Xie Yuan! ......"In this noisy environment, it's really hard to deliver a message!"

After Song Jiumao heard it clearly, he ran in the direction of the teahouse, panted and ran to the window on the second floor, and said to a group of Xiucai: "Zhu Wenzhuo Zhu Xiucai, Xie Yuan in the exam!" ”

Song Qingmo saw his nephew running over with great interest, and thought that he had been hit, but he didn't expect it to report the good news to his brother. He chuckled and shook off the faint disappointment in his heart, and hurriedly joined the others to say hello to Zhu Wenzhuo.

Zhu Wenzhuo ripped off the purse on his waist, threw it to Song Jiumao, and said, "Thank you!" ”

Zhu Yuankun pulled Jiumao, who wanted to run downstairs, and asked, "What about me, do you see my name?" ”

"I didn't go in, you see, my sister squeezed in. She saw it! Song Jiumao pointed to the most conspicuous red outside the window and said with a smile.

Song Qingmo couldn't help frowning, and hurriedly got up and said, "Nonsense, how can you let Fuya go to the list?" With so many people, what should I do if I am crowded? I'm going to get the people back! ”

Song Jiumao said: "Fifth uncle, we can't squeeze in, let alone you?" Uncle Huo carried her in, Uncle Huo has kung fu and will be fine. I'll go down and see if I see your name. Our family's money can't be earned by others! ”

Yes, looking at the list below, there are not only the family members of the candidates, but also some professional good news, and every time they report good news, they can more or less get a piece of silver. Every time the list is released, there is always a group of people who come in advance to occupy a favorable position, for this reward.

Song Qingmo thought for a while and reminded: "Then you let Fuya look at it from below." If you look at the dozens of people from the bottom without my name, I guess there is no hope! ”

Song Jiumao hurriedly comforted: "Fifth uncle, don't be discouraged. Master Xie said that you are very promising this year, and your chances of passing the exam are still very high. I went down......"

As soon as he went downstairs, he saw Huo Xianyang carrying Xiao Fuya and striding towards the teahouse. The scholars upstairs suddenly became nervous, who will be in high school this time?

Before coming to the teahouse, Huo Xianyang put down the small bean on his shoulder. Song Jiumao hurriedly went up, took his sister's hand, and asked, "What's wrong?" Is it crowded? What's uncomfortable? ”

"No discomfort, I see Uncle's name!" A flower bloomed on Song Ziran's little face - the fifth uncle passed the exam, the milk must be very happy, and the milk is happy, and she is also happy!

Bamao, who was squeezed out of the crowd, also ran over and grabbed his sister's other little hand. Hearing this, the two hairy eyes lit up, and they said in unison: "Really? Did the fifth uncle pass the exam? ”

"Hit, hit!" Song Ziran nodded his little head, and the small curly hair on the top of his head was all upturned in spirit.

Eight Mao Jiumao took Xiao Fuya's hand and slammed it hard, Xiao Fuya's legs left the ground, and she was "carried" by the arms of the two pit sisters' brothers and carried upstairs.

"Fifth uncle, hit! You've passed the test!! Eight Mao and Jiumao shouted in unison.

Song Qingmo stood up suddenly, his entire face turned red, and he asked repeatedly, "Really?" Am I hit? I'm not going to be dreaming, am I...... How many have I won? ”

Eight Mao and Jiumao were speechless, they looked down at their sister with a puffed up face, and asked, "Yes, how many places did the fifth uncle take the exam?" ”

Song Ziran wrinkled her nose and made a fierce grimace at the two elder brothers, before she said, "Little uncle is one in front of Sun Shan!" ”