As the old saying goes, illness comes like a mountain falling, and illness goes like a thread being drawn.

But in fact, for the same disease, some people die in the second month, while others can live for ten or eight years or even die of death.

Having a strong will to survive can greatly improve the survival rate, at least in the Ming Dynasty without Western medicine.

From dying to being able to barely lean against the head of the bed, it only took Xu Wei ten days. He never thought that he would have such a strong will to survive.

After drinking the soup with the maid's hand, Xu Wei couldn't help but turn his head and look out the window.

At this time, the friends and friends from fellow villagers have come to visit one after another these days, but no one seems to be here today.

The door creaked, and Wang Yin pushed the door in, "Wen Chang, are you getting better today?"

Xu Wei nodded slightly, "Isn't the yamen busy today?"

Before Wang Yin could explain, suddenly there was a loud sound of firecrackers outside the window, accompanied by the intense shouts, and I faintly heard the "Beijing News"...

Xu Wei suddenly realized that today is the day of the provincial examination.

After looking at Wang Yin with a strange face, Xu Wei shook his head and said, "Let's talk about it in three years."

Xu Wei has failed the provincial examination four times in a row, and this is the fifth time. However, it is natural that he failed this time. When he got sick, he was stuffed into the tribute room for nine days, and the gods would fail the exam.

The sound of firecrackers gradually disappeared, Xu Wei stared blankly at the dead tree on the big tree outside the window, and suddenly said, "I don't know if he was awarded..."

"When I came here, there were already eight people on the list of Shaoxing Prefecture, and Chen Younian was among them." Wang Yin said with a smile: "I didn't hear Zhu Dashou's name, but with his talent..."

Xu Wei turned his head muffled, "You know who I'm asking."

Wang Yin was silent for a while, spread his hands and said, "The results were all released on the same day, who knows if he won the exam?"

Ten days ago, Qian Yuan's arrival brought Xu Weiqi back to life and set off north the next day.

Since then, friends and fellow villagers have never mentioned the name Qian Yuan in front of Xu Wei, and Chen Younian, who is a little impatient, doesn't even mention it.

Everyone knew Qian Yuan’s previous promise, and they also heard Qian Yuan’s agitated like a sharp blade, and knew more clearly what kind of premise Qian Yuan resolutely went south to Hangzhou.

The reason why I didn't mention this name in front of Xu Wei was because of the doctor's suggestion that Xu Wei should keep a calm mood as much as possible, which is conducive to recuperation.

If others don’t mention it, Xu Wei became more and more confused.

He was a sensible person and knew very well why the scholar Songjiang did that. The fact is that he forced himself to return to the world of life from the gates of hell.

Xu Wei had a very complicated feeling about Qian Yuan, and he was not very happy when he first met, but the even quarrels and tacit understanding of the situation made the two feel the same at first sight.

He wrote poems drunk on Songming Mountain so that Qian Yuan was kidnapped by Japanese pirates. He ran back and forth thousands of miles, trying his best to plan to suppress the Japanese...

Although they have known each other for less than a year, Xu Wei believes that they are friends of life and death.

You can support a six-foot orphan, and you can send a life of a hundred miles.

Xu Wei still has this perception now, but his strange and stubborn personality makes his mouth harder than a dead duck.

He will never forget the words that Qian Yuan said in his mouth... he leaned against the door and sold his smile, and he also had the last sentence, thirty taels of silver.

Wang Yin sighed and saw the complicated expression on Xu Wei's face. He was trying to say something. A loud sound of firecrackers came from outside the window. This place was not far from the Governor's Office, and a large number of inns and guild halls were nearby, and the news was reported one after another.

He couldn't even hear clearly when he opened his mouth and spoke, so Wang Yin simply closed his mouth, and the two of them were quietly waiting for the sound of firecrackers to pass.

But the sound of firecrackers outside not only did not stop, but instead became louder. The loud shouts came, and the noise became louder and closer.

"Bang!"

The door was suddenly knocked open, and the young Zhu Dashou looked at Xu Wei with ecstasy joy. The outside messenger was dragging a long tone, "The Beijing News was in the yellow armor"!

Wang Yin suddenly stood up and looked at Xu Wei in disbelief, and the latter obviously guessed it.

Xu Wei swallowed his saliva and wanted to say something, but he only knew that he could reach out to Zhu Dashou, his lips shook violently, and then he tilted his head... and fell down.

"Long writing, long writing!"

"Doctor, where is the doctor!"

A quarter of an hour later, the angry doctor drove everyone out, and was still muttering: "He was so ill because he had exhausted his energy. The most taboo thing is great sorrow and joy. You are not afraid of him dying!"

Zhu Dashou, who had caused trouble, kept laughing with his head down, turned around and took out all the money in his entourage's pocket to reward the messenger who came to report the message.

The two messengers holding gongs and drums were both smiling. This trip was so profitable. They stuffed silver in seven or eight hands, which cost dozens of taels.

Qian Shi, who was smiling, glaring at Zhu Dashou. Although he was both the top ten sons in Yue, he passed the Jinshi as early as the fifth year of Jiajing, and he was one generation older than his age in both the imperial examination and the imperial examination.

"Is it really Jie Yuan?"

"Really!" Chen Younian sighed: "Brother Wen has had a lot of ups and downs over the years, and there will be a bright future."

"There is no Jie Yuan in Zhejiang who cannot win the Jinshi." Zhu Dashou, who also won one of the five leaders, laughed and said, "I really didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it... In the first four times, Brother Wen was confident every time, but he didn't even win the deputy list. Instead, this time..."

Speaking of this, Wang Yin couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing everyone watching, Wang Yin held the teacup and smiled, "It is said that Huating Qian Zhan is good at the overall situation, has a profound vision, and is as good as a god. He is really worthy of his reputation!"

Everyone was curious and asked, could Qian Yuan guess that Xu Wei could pass the exam?

Wang Yin took a sip of tea, kept it a secret, and then slowly said: "Zhancai said so... Wen Changzhi's talent is like a surging Yangtze River, rolling in, while Balexis is a temple in a snail shell. Even Taihu Lake is not considered a West Lake at most."

"How can West Lake hold the Yangtze River water? Wen Chang will never win the award in his life."

Speaking of this, Qian Wei nodded repeatedly when he heard this. It was true that the eight-legged essay was too strict with rules, and Xu Wei's writing style was too unrestrained. As soon as he wrote it, thousands of springs were pouring in and out. It was not limited by the eight-legged essay rules.

"But Zhan Cai said that this provincial examination chief may be able to pass the imperial examination, and this is his only chance in his life." Wang Yin shook his head and smiled: "In his words... there is no way, the sky is dry and the earth is dry, and the Yangtze River is almost cut off. Let alone the West Lake, a small pond can be installed."

The hall was quiet, and then a burst of violent laughter was almost shocking the roof.

Chen Younian panted and said, "It was because Wen Chang entered the examination room with illness and was dizzy, so he passed the exam..."

"Of course, Wen Chang is sick and has no energy to write the article carefully. Wen Chang is not sensitive, but he is in tune with his eyes." Zhu Dashou sighed: "Wen Chang is the best talent in the world, and Qian Zhancai can be called Wen Chang's confidant."

Xu Wei, who was holding the wall in the house, wanted to come out and see his name on the yellow list, stopped. His face became a little sharp because of illness, which made the maid next to him stunned.

What is this called?

I failed the previous four provincial examinations because I was not sick?

What a shit!
Chapter completed!