(Yesterday's collection was 129, and today it is 165, up 36, more than 30.) Since you book friends are so powerful, scholars can't be stingy, today is still the third watch, this is the third watch!

Oh! That's right, now the collection has reached the standard of tomorrow's update, but the recommendation is still two votes away from 30!

Hearing that the list was released, Li Sirui couldn't sit still, stood up, and said a little anxiously: "Why don't we go to the list too!"

But Sun Wen pressed his shoulder: "Don't be impatient, if you win, someone will naturally send good news over!"

Generally speaking, the government will write the list of those who have passed the examination on the yellow list, and then paste it on the wall of the Gongyuan, as long as those who pass the examination can see their names on it. Of course, those who spend money on hyperplasia and epiphytes are not among them, because their places have not yet come out at this time.

However, before the yellow list is posted, the officials who work in the yamen will be the first to get the news, and those who hold red paper and beat gongs and drums will come to report the good news and receive the reward. This is also an additional opportunity for poor people to earn extra money.

So Zhang Xuan also persuaded: "It's better to wait for the person who announces the good news to come, it's faster!"

Seeing that both of them said this, although he was full of anxiety in his heart, Li Sirui had no choice but to hold back and sit down again.

"Bang, congratulations to Zhu Xiaotian and Zhu Xianggong High School, the twenty-first ...... of the top three"

"Bang, congratulations to Li Wen and Lee Sang-gong High School, the tenth place in the second class......"

Listening to the sound of gongs and drums announcing the good news outside passing through the door, even the calm grandson Chu and Zhang Xuan, who were two generations of people, couldn't sit still, and they all stood up and looked.

"Bang", after a quarter of an hour, another gong sounded, and soon, a small official with two officials, holding red paper, beating gongs and drums into the Wuhu Inn.

Seeing the people who reported the good news coming in, the candidates in the inn all became agitated, stretched their necks and looked around, expecting that the person who showed off their talents in the exam was themselves.

The little official was overjoyed and sang loudly: "Congratulations to Zhang Xuan Zhang Xianggong for the eighth place in the first class of high school, may I ask if Zhang Xianggong lives in the Wuhu Inn?"

Zhang Xuan was stunned for a while, and after a while, he realized that he was in high school, and he was still a first-class. Suddenly surprised: "I am." “

When the little official heard this, he hurriedly walked up to Zhang Xuan and saluted: "Zhang Gongzi, congratulations, Gao Deng's yellow list, the eighth place in the first class, I will call you Zhang Xianggong in the future." As he spoke, he handed over the red wedding card.

Xianggong and Maocai are both honorific titles for people with Xiucai status.

Zhang Xuan accepted the wedding card with a happy face, and then handed over a piece of silver weighing five taels as a reward. Although he knew that he would definitely go to high school, when he really got the result, Zhang Xuan was still a little excited and couldn't control himself.

The little official happily took the silver and took the people away, although the surrounding candidates had some bad feelings in their hearts, but no matter how jealous they were, they were still smiling on the surface, and they came over to congratulate them, and their eyes were also full of envy when they looked at Zhang Xuan, and Zhang Xuan also responded with a smile.

Then I heard a "crackling" firecracker, which turned out to be the shopkeeper setting off firecrackers.

An inn like theirs, every time the imperial examination will prepare one or two cannon battles, and when someone is in high school, they will immediately light it up to celebrate, and at the same time, they will also start the reputation of their inn.

I saw the innkeeper come over and congratulate: "Congratulations, congratulations, Zhang Xianggong High School, Bidian is also honored, and the old man has nothing to give, Zhang Xianggong has all the consumption in the store before." How?"

Zhang Xuan hurriedly thanked him, he had lived in this inn for more than half a month, and his consumption was also two or three taels of silver, and now the shopkeeper's announcement was all exempted, which was also a big favor.

At this time, Li Sirui sat in his seat, his face was distracted, as if he had lost his soul, he was in a daze, and he forgot to say congratulations. He knows that the good news is reported from the back to the front, and now that he is already in the first and eighth, his hope of high school is basically gone.

And grandson Chu Daohe smiled a little reluctantly. First, I heard that Zhang Xuan, a fellow villager who was eight years younger than him, was a high school talent in the first college examination, and secondly, he was already in the first class and eighth, and he felt a little hanging, and he felt a little unconfident and anxious.

After everyone sat down again, Li Sirui came back to his senses and looked at Zhang Xuan, with envy and jealousy on his face. With a complicated expression, he said in frustration: "I originally thought that the first high school among the three of us must be Zi Chu, but I didn't expect that Brother Zhang, you are the real hidden one! Congratulations! Alas! It's just that this time I'm only afraid that I will be named Sun Shan!" Even the title changed, and there was a sense of provocation in his tone.

Hearing this, Sun Zi Chu's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he was quickly covered up: "Yes, Brother Zhang is extraordinary, congratulations!"

Looking at the expressions of the two fellow villagers, Zhang Xuan was not overly proud, and comforted: "With Brother Zichu's talent, I believe that there must be no problem in high school, and it is likely to be the top three, so it is long overdue." “

However, this is also Zhang Xuan's heartfelt words, and it is also his confidence in Wangqi.

Sure enough, not long after, I saw another team of messengers beating gongs and drums, and walking with big red letters.

"Congratulations to Sun Mao and Sun Xianggong for the second place in the first class of high school!"

With his grandson Chu's city, when he heard that he had won the second place in the first class, he was also shocked all over, and he stood up with a surprise on his face.

Zhang Xuan smiled and congratulated: "Congratulations, Brother Zichu, you see that I really won the second place!" “

Li Sirui also smiled reluctantly: "Congratulations to Brother Sun!"

It's just that his expression is even more lonely, and now that he has reached the second place, he will not be arrogant enough that he can win the first place, obviously he is falling off the list again this time.

There was another burst of firecrackers outside, and the shopkeeper also came over to congratulate Sun Mao and promised the same conditions, but Sun Mao thanked him without mentioning it.

After rewarding the happy money and sending the people who reported the good news away, looking at Li Sirui's loss and depression after falling off the list, Zhang Xuan and the others couldn't help but comfort them, but at this time, where could Li Sirui still listen to it, just poured a glass of wine into his stomach, and soon became drunk.

In the Gongyuan, the office of the school administration, a middle-aged civil official wearing a red and crimson official uniform was sitting behind the desk, with a peacock embroidered on the front of the official uniform.

Behind him stood a Confucian in a cyan official uniform embroidered with a white flycatcher, and said respectfully: "My lord, this time there are two first-class people in Wei Gong's place, which is really outstanding." It's just that the lower officials don't understand, so Sun Mao is okay, and he deserves it. That Zhang Xuan's article is mediocre, at most he is a second class, how did he rank eighth in the first class?"

"Hehe, Zhenghe, think carefully about the font that Zhang Xuan wrote when he answered the question!"

"Font? is it ......" Confucian suddenly remembered the elegant and powerful font that had never appeared before, and suddenly woke up.

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