In the Imperial College, Fang Xing picked up the brush after he said that, looking at the topics, he started writing after thinking for a little while.

"He's not slapping a swollen face and pretending to be fat, right?"

The tall and thin Mu Chun asked his companion.

Shande said: "I guess he is writing randomly. Now it depends on Mr. Hong. If you only need to answer one question correctly, then that person will be ruined when he wakes up!"

Mu Chunxi said: "That's the best. As long as Mr. Hong wins, we can show up in the capital, and the future journey of imperial examinations will surely be smoother."

The world is bustling with people, all for profit.

These so-called followers are just like scavengers on the prairie, waiting for the big boss Hong Bingzheng to hunt Fang Xing, and then everyone can eat some rotten meat that the big bosses don’t want.

When Hong Bingzheng saw Fang Xingzhen start writing, his face trembled, and then he raised the brush and couldn't fall down for a long time.

Chen Mao was very anxious when he saw this scene. He had seen it just now. Hong Bingzheng gave Fang Xing a full of ten questions, but Fang Xing only had two questions.

Two questions! You guys should do at least one!

Outside the Imperial College, a large number of people gathered together, including scholars and servants from various families.

The reason for everyone here is the same: waiting for the results inside.

"Who wants to come here!"

Several big men found an open space, put a cloth on it, shouted: "You can buy Hong Bingzheng and Fang Xing's win or lose, and you will lose one!"

If you pay one, the dealer will have great risks.

But it doesn’t make money if there are small risks!

Seeing that everyone was hesitating, the big man said, "There are probably people present who know us? Everyone see clearly that we are from Shuntonglou, both young and old, and no regrets to bet!"

Hearing this, he immediately surrounded the people, handed over the money randomly, and shouted: "I'll buy Hong Bingzheng a tael of silver!"

"I'll buy Hong Bingzheng ten taels of silver!"

"Everything goes out of the way! I'll buy Hong Bingzheng one hundred and fifty taels!"

"I'll buy seven hundred taels!"

For a moment, several big men in Shuntong Tower were busy and sweating profusely were collecting bets.

Just as everyone was buying Hong Bingzheng, a weak voice came.

"I... the buyer wakes up for five hundred taels of silver!"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the sound, then they dodged a path and saw an old man walking in accompanied by a strong man.

The betting stopped for a while, and then everyone burst into laughter.

"I said, old man, don't place bets randomly, you will have no hard-earned money then!"

"Yes! Old man, but if you don't bet, wouldn't Ren Shuntonglou have a big loss? Do you think so?"

"Yes, yes, old man, hurry up and place your bet. Maybe Fang Xing really won today?"

A group of people were making excuses, and the big men from Shuntong Tower were also smiling at the old man.

The old man handed over the treasure money without hesitation, "I'll wake up and win!"

"Okay, there is no regret to bet!"

After taking the treasure money, I immediately issued an order, and a bet was completed.

"It's started again!"

At this time, a bribed Imperial College student shouted at the door: "Fang Xing started writing, and he said he had given Hong Bingzheng half a stick of incense."

"What about Hong Bingzheng?"

When he heard Fang Xing start writing, those who bought Hong Bingzheng wins hurriedly asked.

The student grabbed the back of his head and said awkwardly: "Mr. Hong is still pondering."

After the student entered, the bets were comforting each other.

"Don't worry, Mr. Hong is a Jinshi, but he was wronged that year, so he gave it to..."

"We must have confidence that Fang Xing is just a juren, how can he compete with a great scholar!"

Today, great scholars are like academicians in later generations, and they are academicians of both academies, with a high status.

So after comforting myself, everyone was anxiously waiting for the follow-up news.

"I've finished answering!"

In the Imperial College, Fang Xing threw the brush away, then took the towel handed by Liu Pu, wiped his hands, and stood up and said, "What's wrong with Mr. Hong? Do you want me, the younger generation, to have half a stick of incense?"

When everyone heard this, they looked at Hong Bingzheng again and realized that his face turned red at this time, as if he had just done a certain sport, and the water color was very charming.

Chen Mao gritted his teeth and coughed dryly, suppressing the noise.

Hong Bingzheng picked up the brush again and started writing like he was on the execution ground.

"Okay! Mr. Hong really gave Fang Xing most of the incense stick!"

Everyone was shocked when they heard the sound, because it was not someone else who said this, but Fang Xing himself.

I saw Fang Xingzheng looking at Hong Bingzheng with a 'respective' face, and bowing to the surroundings, "It turns out that he is a gentleman in Xunxun, we are not alone!"

"Just you know!"

Mu Chun said proudly, he thought Fang Xing really felt admiration for Hong Bingzheng.

"Time is here!"

As the incense was extinguished, Hong Bingzheng unwilling to put the brush down, but he didn't notice it himself, but the person standing behind him saw it.

"Mr. Hong's back is soaked!"

A student pointed at Hong Bingzheng's back and said in surprise.

"Maybe it's too hot?"

A professor replied.

But when everyone looked at each other's clothes, they looked at each other in a glance.

It's not too hot today!

The temperature today is only 27 or 8 degrees, and there are many big trees in the Imperial College, so it feels very pleasant.

Chen Mao put away two test papers, took a look, and glanced at Hong Bingzheng.

Hong Bingzheng felt a little exhausted at this moment, so he could only nod his head slightly, and then looked at the calm and calm state of awakening.

Boy, do you want to make a fraud?

"Ahem!"

After Chen Mao coughed dryly, he recruited several professors to prepare for on-site verification.

Fang Xing said with a smile: "It is better to have fun than to have fun alone. I have a blackboard here, so I can write it out for everyone to see!"

"Yes! This rare opportunity allows us to study and learn!"

The student who had good things immediately started to cheer.

"Yes, yes! Let everyone see!"

Liu Pu lowered his voice and said, "Do you want to cheat?"

"Who said this? Stand out!"

Chen Mao was furious, but the voice just now was a little noisy, and Liu Pu was holding his throat and speaking out loud again, so he couldn't find anyone at all.

But with this in front of me, Chen Mao looked at Hong Bingzheng in embarrassment and had to let Fang Xing's servants put the big blackboard he brought in on the open space.

In front of everyone, Fang Xing saw that Chen Mao was hesitant and said to the students: "Who can write such a blackboard?"

This was a rare opportunity to show your face, so a few students stood up.

Chen Mao took two answers and was silent and reluctant to let go.

"Mr. Xueqin?"

Several students felt that Chen Mao was in a bad mood, so they asked softly.

Chen Mao said oh, then handed the answer to a few students, but he went to the side.
Chapter completed!