Chapter Seventy-Three: Building the Immortal Foundation and Cutting the Mortal Dust (3)
"Brother Tai, how do you feel about yesterday's exam?"
"Hey, Tianyi, are you sure?"
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When I came to the outside of the examination room, since it had not yet started, some of the people standing outside waiting were chatting with each other, some were flipping through their books, and some were idle, with worried expressions. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Wang Fan, who was in the center of the field, looked at the people around him, countless different looks, and after a little skipped it, he accompanied the second elder behind him to find a quiet place to wait, until yesterday's Lord Zhou Jie announced that he had entered the examination room.
is different from yesterday's fundraising, after all, after experiencing the experience of yesterday's exam, some of them looked more and more complacent, and some prayed gloomily that the test paper was not too difficult, of course Wang Fan belonged to the latter.
Striding into the examination room, he started the exam again, his calm mentality and hard work on weekdays, in the face of the current situation, he is like a fish in water, invincible.
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Time is like a gap, often inadvertently flowing, the three-day township test passed like this, and Wang Fan's family also returned to the former Wangjia Village, waiting for the results of the exam in a month.
Wang Fan, who returned home, either read books on weekdays, or went out to work with Wang Shan, although it was hard, but he also understood how much blood and sweat his parents paid for him to study, their family is not Wang Zhi's family in Guiyang City after all, even if the two families are good, Wang Zhi also has the heart to help, but the arrogance in Wang Shan's heart made him refuse all this, even if the wealth comes quickly, but what is the use of not earning it himself!
Wang Fan, who knew about this, looked at his parents' somewhat stiff shoulders and the white hair on his mother's head that was not easy to find, and he suddenly realized that his parents had begun to get old, and he was no longer a child who used to need to stay in his parents' arms and be spoiled.
So every day always help his parents to do as much as possible, reduce the tiredness of his parents, every day Wang Fan is most happy is that Wang Shan sometimes uses some hammers and drills to carve stone carvings.
The source of the stone is very simple, it is in the nearby river and mountain, sometimes when he sees something he likes, Wang Shan will take it back to the house, and when he has time, he will take out his own carving tools to drill and carve.
When he was a child, every time he would sit next to his father and watch his father carve seriously, and as he grew up, he gradually liked this work, not enough because he had to study on weekdays, and his father did not allow it, he was always an idealist.
However, since he had already returned home after the exam and was idle, Wang Shan saw this and slowly taught him this craft.
One is willing to teach, the other is willing to learn, Wang Fan's learning progress is very fast, and he will soon be able to carve some simple objects, but he still can't compare with his father, every time he will be deliberately hit by Wang Shan, and he will not be proud of accidentally teaching him.
On this day, the weather was clear, the wind was smooth, Wang Fan and Wang Shan were sitting at the door carving without incident, and suddenly a voice came from afar, ending this quiet and peaceful scene.
"Second brother, good news, good news!" Wang Fan's third uncle, Wang Shang, pushed open the door of Wang Fan's house and panted.
Seeing this, Wang Fan immediately got up and walked over, helped the tired Wang Shang, and said: "Third uncle, what's the matter, why are you running so fast! Are you being ...... by your family" At the end, Wang Fan smiled with a deep "hehe" on his face.
"Hmph!" Wang Shang was a little impatient with Wang Fan's somewhat ridiculous words, but thinking about the news he got, it was nothing, and then Wang Shang stepped forward happily and said: "Wang Fan, congratulations!
Hearing this, Wang Fan was stunned at first, but thinking of Wang Shang's somewhat flattering face, it should be right, but he didn't have received news from the government, so he didn't dare to confirm it.
And Wang Shan, who was on the side, learned that his son had won the first place in the township test, and was a little overjoyed, and couldn't help laughing, and Wang, who was doing sundries, also immediately went out of the kitchen when he heard this, and asked Wang Shang happily and with some doubts whether this was true, and the answer he got was only a moment before he answered.
"Bang ......"
The faint sound of gongs and drums in the distance came slowly, with a sense of festivity, and a noisy atmosphere slowly attacked, as lively as a family getting married, but anyone who saw it knew that this was not a marriage, but a public procession, and they saw a small guy in front of him leading the reins of a white horse wearing a red flower, followed by a large group of people.
Suona, flutes, gongs and drums and other musical instruments are endless, and the lively atmosphere spreads around, and the destination is the former Wang Shanjia.
Wang Fan and the three of them had already walked out of the door, looking at the public team slowly approaching in front, and the surrounding villagers and neighbors all walked towards Wang Shan's house, looking at this enviable scene.
Wang Wen, the patriarch of the Wang family and the head of the village, also came to the door of Wang Shan's house, patted Wang Shan's shoulder gently, and said with some envy: "Wang Shan, you gave birth to a good son!" After speaking, he walked to the front of the official team, and introduced to a person who was Xie Yuan Wang Fan, and also pointed to Wang Fan.
"Sure enough, it's a talent. Looking at Wang Fan's handsome face, Tong Yuan sighed in admiration, and then walked towards Wang Fan.
Looking at the officials who came over, of course Wang Fan would not hold it up, leaving a bad impression, so he also stepped forward and walked over.
Looking at Wang Fan who came over, Tong Yuan couldn't help but praise Wang Fan again for knowing books and etiquette, to know that he had also met the kind of person who looked down on people when he stepped into the sky, for this kind of person, he basically didn't take it to heart, even if he did well in the exam, he would not have any good prospects in the future.
"You are the Xie Yuan of this session! The contemptible Tong Yuan, this time I came to receive the officials of the high school, I also came in through the exam, and I am not a few years older than you, you can call me Brother Tong" Before anyone arrived, the voice arrived first.
"Okay, in that case, Brother Tong come in and have a cup of tea and rest!" After speaking, Wang Fan made a gesture to invite Tong Yuan into the house to rest.
"No, no, no. Tong Yuan refused.
"Just a cup of tea, boy. Wang Fan persuaded again.
Seeing that Wang Fan's sincere expression didn't look like a fake, and he also had the heart to make friends with such a person, he gave instructions to the officials behind him and followed Wang Fan into the door.
"These two are uncles and aunts, right?" Tong Yuan said as he looked at the two old men next to Wang Fan.
"Hehe!" Seeing Tong Yuanbei's face, Wang Shan couldn't help but laugh.
And when he saw where his old man was, he smiled stupidly, twisted his waist vigorously, and said, "This lord should come in and rest! ”
"Who's the old guy? Who's ......?" Wang Shan said with some annoyance.
"Hmph, what did I say!" Wang Fan's mother snorted coldly and said.
Looking at the tigress in front of him, Wang Shan drooped her head like a defeated rooster.
Seeing that his old man had finally quieted down, Wang immediately whispered: "Why don't you go and boil water quickly, otherwise how can you make tea for that adult to drink!"
After speaking, Wang Shan understood what his wife meant, he couldn't let others come without even taking a sip of water!
So he immediately walked towards the kitchen, and the surrounding women rushed into the kitchen, for this scene, Wang Fan also knew that this could not be avoided, so he did not stop it.
"Brother Tong, I don't know where you are now?" asked Wang Fan politely.
"Hehe, where is the highest, isn't it just a small official of the Hanlin Academy, but you, Brother Wang, have an unlimited future in the future!" Tong Tian smiled at first, and then said disapprovingly.
"Hehe, but I think Brother Tong's future is unpredictable! I will ask Brother Tong to help me in the future!" Wang Fan continued to say politely.
As they spoke, the two of them, who already had a deep post-culture, talked about their understanding of some of the great works of the sages.
For a moment, the two forgot about the others in the room and concentrated on their own topics.
And Wang Shan and his wife, who were in the kitchen, with the help of the women, boiled the water after a while, and then Wang Shan took out a treasured bag from the room where he slept, and then opened and took out a little of his treasured tea, with a faint aura.
Then two pots of hot tea were brewed and brought to the living room, and seeing this, Wang Fan and the two stopped chatting.