The first floor of Jubaoxuan is divided into small shops one by one. Since Qin Ye, the doctor of the Ministry of Works, checked in, this shop has become famous in Wanping. Even the officials of the court think this place is good. The wealthy people and merchants naturally have to come and have a look, eat, live and live. One of them is Jia Cong, Qin Zhong, Kuang Liuhe and Wang Yinglin.

Because Wang Yinglin helped him and Jia Cong held a banquet to thank him. Wang Yinglin was already a scholar and a first-class student, with a graceful demeanor: "Zi Li must be in high school in this subject, and I guess he must be in the top ten."

Kuang Liuhe smiled and said, "Brother Wang still firmly believes that Qi Jia is the leader of the case? It seems that the future of Jingqing and I are uncertain."

"Qi Jia is not a false reputation. Wang is not talented and is the fourth son of Youyan. Although he is suspected of exaggerating after me, there are reasons for those who are interested in this." Wang Yinglin was orderly and reasonable: "Jianda is expected to be on the list. You are a filial son. Those who are filial must be loyal. I don't understand this Jingqing..."

Jia Cong said, "This year won't happen. If you fight again next year, God will pay off your best. The five games have passed a few days ago. Why don't we go to the county government office to see it? Brother Wang, this time I am here to accept your feelings."

"It's okay, it's okay." When Wang Yinglin was in charge, he did not collect any gold and silver. Because he was as insightful as he was to see the fire, he predicted that Jia Cong's arrogance was not on the surface, but on his heart, and in his bones, he would never cheat on the spot. At this time, he looked at several people and commented in his heart: "Qin Jingqing, a confused official, is difficult to become a great man... Kuang Jianda, can be a loyal minister... Although Jia Zili, although a concubine's son, his family background is extraordinary. He is either a thief or a traitor or an auxiliary minister of the cabinet!"

Several people brought their slaves to the county government office. Wang Yinglin resigned and returned to his private residence. He arrived at the right-hand screen wall at the county government office. The results were indeed released today. Candidates, parents, passers-by surrounded several floors, which were not airtight. Sun Fu and Long Aotian couldn't squeeze in at all. If Jia Cong said it was impossible not to be nervous, but he was calm. Qin Zhong grabbed one person casually and asked, "Who is the head of the case? Who is the head of the case?"

"I heard that only thirty people were on the list, and I couldn't see it. Oh my, don't touch me."

This kind of thing is a good opportunity for the traveler to make money. In ancient times, the report was a non-governmental organization. The first-hand news must be the first to know, because these people are often related to the county clerks. They could not find their owner's residence earlier. At this time, after listening to the advice of the disciple, two of the traveler came to ask for rewards: "Good news! Good news! In the tenth year of Yongle, the first trial case in the Wanping Guiyou County was in the capital, Rongguo Mansion, Jia Cong!"

The voice was so small that a few people heard it, and the report was to prevent the peers from robbing business.

"What? Do you think Zili is the head of the case?" Qin Zhong grabbed his collar and asked happily, "Do you remember Qin Zhong and Kuang Liuhe?"

"Wait...I'll take a look." The newspaper took out the paper into his pocket and glanced: "Qin Zhong, 29th place, Kuang Liuhe, 11th place."

"I won! I won all!" It was an unexpected thing for Qin Zhong. He forgot to give the reward. Sun Fu and Qin Tong hurriedly gave the reward.

The newspaper reported: "I will go to the capital to report it."

There must be a few taels of rewards in Rongguo Mansion, and it is worth riding a horse and walking on some roads. What you need to report to the business is to be fast, because more than one report to the business, and several companies have obtained the news of the first case of the county trial.

Jia Cong didn't stop it either, because he couldn't stop it: Maybe other people from the business had already arrived in front of Rongguo Mansion.

The county test of the case leader is no less than a honor. At this moment, they also heard someone shouting: "The case leader is Jia Cong! Jia Prodigy!"

"Qi Jia is second. It seems that the title of Youyan's sixth son will be put on Jia Cong soon."

"No matter how big it is, it is not as great as Youyan. The fifth-ranked Luo Jieshang is a scholar, and he has to be a scholar. If he exceeds the fifth, he must be a judge. Alas, it's the provincial examination this year."

"Have you heard that? Jia Cong and Luo Xiucai bet that if Jia Prodigy became a scholar at the age of nine, Luo Xuebang would rather destroy the scholar's fame. If there was a nine-year-old scholar, wouldn't he bet on the record of Shuntian Mansion?"

"Not necessarily, the youngest scholar in this dynasty was the eleven-year-old founded by Zhao Beidou back then..."

"The test papers must be returned. We will go to observe Jia Prodigy's articles later. Maybe we will win next year. Really, after the Duke Mansion, I snatched the case at a young age, and let people live? If you have the ability, Jia Prodigy took the trial office of the mansion and gave him a small three-yuan yuan, I will accept him!"

"Yes!" Many people were envious and jealous.

Jia Cong was about to leave, and an old man who was looking at the list in the crowd suddenly fell to the ground and shivered and foamed at the mouth. His grandson supported him. Someone sighed: "Uncle Yang from the north of the city, I have been taking the exam for fifty years and can't pass the county examination..."

"Oh, the difficulty of imperial examinations is as difficult as the sky!"

"It should be the disadvantage of the imperial examination, and its poison is no less than that of Qin Shihuang's burning books and burying Confucianism. How could the people of the pre-Qin Dynasty think that Confucianism and Taoism are harmful to people." Kuang Liuhe said softly: "Brother Zili, let's take the next step first. My mother is alone. I am really worried. If you have time, I welcome Brother Zili to visit."

"Please." As soon as Jia Cong finished speaking, the door came down with a much respectful expression: "The head of the Jia case, the county master is invited."

Wow! The crowd suddenly looked over, and countless pairs of eyes were staring at Jia Cong.

...

Luo Guoqi asked with a calm face at home in Yongchang Mendong: "Is Jia Cong really the leader of the case?"

"Yes, the county examinations that were taken in early February will be announced in one day or the eighteenth day." Luo Wen avoided carefully and said with a tough bullet: "It is known to the whole city today, and even Qi Jia is ranked second."

"Bastard!" Luo Guoqi threw the book over and said, "It's not good! The county test case leader must be selected as a scholar. This is an unwritten rule. Li Fengxiang does not eat the punishment for the toast, regardless of Luo's threat, how could Jia Cong make such a skill? If this continues, the government test is in the West Road Hall, and the Tongzhi Shen Hao is the chief examiner, and the college test is the hateful Liu Dongsheng... No! I won't let you succeed!"

"Luo Wen! Get in!" Luo Guoqi scolded.

Luo Wen, who was outside the door, stretched out half of his head: "What are your instructions?"

"Grind the ink first, I want to connect with a few people, and also, has Jia Cong's article been copied?"

"Yes." Luo Wen handed in. After Luo Guoqi finished reading this flawless eight-legged essay. To be fair, he could pass the government examination. His face looked ugly: "How is it possible?!"

...

In the west city of the capital, Rongguo Mansion, the spring breeze blows the guise of shops on the street. Several newspapermen walk down from Ningrong Street, beat drums and drums, and walk straight up to the main entrance: "Good news! The prince of the noble family of yours won the first test case in Wanping County!"

"Who? Go and go!" Lai Da led a few slaves to wave: "My son was the leader of the case? I have never heard of anyone taking the county examination."

Lai Da is the son of Lai Mama, a male housekeeper in the Western Palace. The Lai family has been slaves for several generations. Although the garden in the family is not as good as the Grand View Garden, it is a few times more luxurious than that of the Jia family. Lai Shangrong, Lai's eldest son, directly pardoned the slave and released him. After a few years, he was about to be sent out to the magistrate. However, this magistrate was not obtained from the examination, but Jia Zheng helped to clear the relationship.

Such a noble slave, Baoyu once went out to meet, and he would greet him, including Lin Zhixiao and Zhou Rui. Therefore, Lai Da would not take it seriously by idle people. Although he heard that Mr. Cong from the first room of the master went to school, he did not hear that he went to the county examination? Therefore, Lai Da thought that these newspapers were here to ask for money.

"That's right, it's Rongguo Mansion! The personal confession of Wanping County Government is clearly written, and we have certificates." The newspaper did not dare to be arrogant and took out a post and said, "The eldest son of the mansion, his surname is Jia Huicong, but is it?"

Lai Da was impatient, but now he was swaying his beard and staring at him, exclaiming in disbelief: "The head of the county trial case? Is it Mr. Cong?"
Chapter completed!