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Forty-three: win the championship!

The person outside the door shouted "I'm hit" and clasped the door knocker.

Li Buzhuo and Sanjin looked at each other in contempt.

"I'm hit?" Sanjin opened his eyes wide.

"The one who reported the good news is here, he won."

Li Buzhuo breathed a sigh of relief, but was a little disappointed. He had just read the time and the results should have been released soon. The good news was counting down. The good news came so early, so he would definitely not be able to be ranked high, so he would not think about the leader.

Anyway, it's good to win.

Three silver chunks were taken out from the waist bag and prepared to give the report to the person who reported the list. He felt a little stingy, so he gritted his teeth and took two silver chunks.

As soon as the door was opened, the servant on the steps was carrying a lantern. The handsome young man in white dressed up very delicately, wearing a small green gauze crown, a large sleeve shirt with moon and white cloud brocade, and a slinging shoe. He held the iconic Yuzhu fan in his hand. Today, he changed to a golden fan. It is said that there was a particularly popular folding fan during the Dawu period of the previous dynasty. Bai You tried to revive this trend of folding fan, but no one has learned from him yet.

As soon as he saw Li Buzhuo, Bai You said happily: "I won. I came to you as soon as I learned the news of winning. Even my father didn't have time to pay attention to it. Isn't it worth it? Tsk, this place is too dark." As he said, he walked into the house, "The news of winning must have come late. Are you ready for the wedding money? Is it for you to take care of it first?"

Li Buzhuo was still holding the silver croaker in his hand and was about to pay for the people who reported the list. As expected, his heart that had just been relieved was raised again. He took a step sideways and let Bai You enter the house, and said helplessly: "It's not that poor yet."

Bai You entered the house and sat down, he ordered the servant to help three jin of tea.

"Which brother Bai has won the title?" Li Buzhuo asked.

"Fifty-second place, as soon as the test paper was issued yesterday, I knew it when I saw the training questions..." Bai You took a breath and slapped his thigh: "It's OK!"

As he said that, he lowered his voice and smiled: "Before the county exam, I asked my family's guests to guess the test questions in advance, wrote twelve articles, and gritted my teeth and memorized them. What are you thinking?"

"Have you hit the point?"

This guy is so lucky, Li Buzhuo doesn't need to ask, and he knows the result.

"Haha!" Bai You laughed uncontrollably. Li Buzhuo looked at his appearance and guessed that this guy might not be so happy to pass the exam with his strength.

Bai You started complaining before he stayed in the house for a while: "This is too turbulent, and it smells bad. When you pass the exam, you quickly change the place. However, it is still early to buy a house. You rent a bright yard first. It will cost a lot of money. The boy from No. 1 Middle School is not a commoner. Even if you don't care about the details, you should pay attention to your identity and don't learn from someone's pretending to be noble. Tsk, you are poor and sour."

"It's not for you to live in. What's the point of disgusting?" Sanjin said angrily.

"This girl is ungrateful. How many good things have I invited you to eat?" Bai You was puzzled.

Sanjin blushed a little and said, "One code is the same as the same code."

Li Buzhuo let them quarrel, looking out the window, the sky in Lixi Lane gradually became brighter, why haven't the person who reported the list yet? Did he really fail?

…………

In the south of the Gongyuan, there are four pieces of yellow paper sticking vertically on the top of the Golden Bill, and the felt pen and light ink are written with the four characters of Gongyuan.

Yu Qiande, Wei Xinshui, Gao Pan, Shi Wenyu, Han Lian and other poor children from Yong'an County came early to wait for the release of the charts. The scholar on the side of the list sang one person's name, and the other scholar posted the title on the list.

Shi Wenyu's name was first sung, and everyone congratulated each other, and then Gao Pan, Han Lian, and Wei Xinshui.

The later I read it, I was expecting and worried, and I expected the ranking to be higher, but I was afraid that I would just miss the title and finish it.

Finally, when the 21st place recited Yu Qiande, Yu Qiande breathed a sigh of relief and bowed to everyone. When the results were released, he would go to the Lingguan Office to collect the boy's regular clothes, regular clothes, Qi Refining Skills, famous brands and other items.

People in Youzhou often say that a boy is half an official. After passing the exam, he cannot enter the official position immediately, but his status is higher than that of the common people. When common people see Qi Refining Men, they are called "adults".

Every time the clerk sang a name, the candidates on the bluestone ground changed their expressions, their moods fluctuated, and some even fainted directly on the street.

After the clerks ranked in the top ten, the candidates who were released had peace of mind. Most people also knew that they were good enough and would not have meaningless fantasies.

The clerk sang the top five, and Yu Qiande suddenly said: "With Li Buzhuo's talent and knowledge, it is natural to be on the list. Why haven't he sang his name yet? Could it be that he actually entered the top five in the county exam this time?"

While speaking, the clerk sang the fifth and fourth names again. The clever reporters rushed to report the good news. Even if the candidates ranked high in the county examination were not stingy at this time.

"Fu Ying Third!" the clerk who reported the list shouted.

Yu Qiande was stunned: "Impossible, impossible, how could Fu Ying be the third one? Fu Ying is a disciple of the great master. He has a master's life every day, and he may even be given the guidance of a saint. He cannot get the leader. Could it be that the leader is He Wenyun?"

Wei Xinshui said: "The leader must be He Wenyun."

Yu Qiande said: "Who is the second one?"

Wei Xinshui put his sleeves together and guessed: "Yong'an County is not small, but not big. Which family has only learned people? It will spread throughout the county in less than two years. We may have heard of it. I think it is probably because of old students who have accumulated strength and made great progress. As Zuo's scholar-in-law back then, he has compared Fu Ying. But after seeing this, Li Buzhuo may have failed the exam."

This was a bit reasonable, and Yu Qiande nodded suddenly: "Yes, although Li Buzhuo talked about the mysterious Taoism that day, he would not be in front of Fu Ying. The leader must have fallen on He Wenyun and didn't run away. I want to see who is the second one."

"He Wenyun is the second!" The clerk who reported the list shouted again.

The tribute courtyard suddenly became quiet, and after a moment, the crowd was in an uproar.

"He Wenyun has fallen second, who is the leader?"

Yu Qiande's expression froze and said, "Impossible, impossible, how could it be He Wenyun? Fu Ying and He Wenyun each got two or three. Who dared to take this leader?"

Wei Xinshui's Adam's apple moved: "As expected, only by accumulating strength can the foundation be compared with the saint's disciples. If this winner does not make a sound, it will be awesome. If the momentum is sufficient, there will be another grand scholar in the Heavenly Palace."

"It's really unexpected. He Wenyun and Fu Ying are the top talents everywhere, but this time they were suppressed by someone."

"Yes, if you and I can be included in the top three, it will be a great joy, but if they don't get the leader, they will fail."

"It's time and fate, who can tell you exactly? Look at Li Buzhuo's domineering and domineering shooting that day, but failed the exam in the county. It's really..." Yu Qiande shook his head and smiled. When Li Buzhuo was plotted against Fang Xing that day, he didn't help him. He felt a little ashamed, but after thinking about it, it was Li Buzhuo who caused trouble, so no one else was wrong.

Before he finished speaking, the voice of the Qingyue sector of the report suddenly rang out, and it penetrated into Yu Qiande's ears like a thunderbolt.
Chapter completed!
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