In the twenty-ninth year of Yongchang, the results of the last cold examination came out. Although the names of the two young men had already spread throughout Chang'an and had a faint tendency to spread to the surrounding areas, when Taiyuan University announced the final results, it still attracted a lot of attention.

A moment of exclamation——

The first was Ye Changshan, a little-known young man who surpassed Jiang Changming and other young talents and became the closed disciple of the sect leader. The second was Yingping, the emperor and ministers of Wen Shouwen in the Central Plains actually began to accept disciples - Yingping, became

The first disciple among the third generation disciples of a humble family! This surprised everyone.

The streets, alleys, restaurants, gambling houses, and even the place where fireworks were all discussed these two young men. For a time, they were in the limelight.

Qin Jingqing was drinking alone in the restaurant. He was in a good mood. He smelled the fine wine in the glass and couldn't help but drink two more glasses. At this moment, the conversation between two men about Ye Changshan and Yingping came from behind -

"Hey, have you heard about Mr. Ye Changshan Ye?"

"I've heard of it, how could I not have heard of it?"

"What's so special about Young Master Ye? He actually outshines Young Master Jiang."

"I heard that Young Master Ye is extremely talented. He has never studied properly and is self-taught. In the first test, he was evenly matched with Young Master Jiang in the Mathematics subject and won the "A". In the second test, he won the "A"

You stand out among thirty people. If you are not extremely talented, how can you defeat the others?"

"Well, what you said makes sense, but I don't know what the content of this re-examination is."

"My cousin works in the Jiang Mansion. I heard that Young Master Jiang was in a state of disbelief after he came back. That day, my cousin was at the door of the old man's room and overheard Young Master Jiang saying, 'Ji Yang and 'Third Senior Brother' are mentally confused."

The killing was so complete, could it be that this re-examination... the third senior brother from the humble family came to test the students in the school in person?"

"It's not impossible..."

After saying that, the admiration on their faces became even stronger.

"This is the 'closing test' for a poor family. Young Master Ye is really lucky!"

"Young Master Ye is naturally the lucky one, but this is closed... I don't agree."

"Oh? What do you think, Brother Wang?"

"Brother Li, think about it, closing the door closes the door for the gentleman alone, but it opens the door for the entire poor family!"

The man named Li thought about it carefully, with a look of approval on his face.

"According to Brother Wang's opinion, although Young Master Ye is Mr.'s closed disciple, Yingping is Mr. Wen's first disciple and the first disciple of the third generation of the Han family. This cold test is not a 'closed test'.

.....but a 'test to open the door'?"

"Exactly!"

"So..."

Qin Jingqing listened very proudly and stopped listening to the rest of the words. At this moment, he was thinking about his unique vision and wise decision during this period of time.

Who is Ye Changshan? Who is Yingping? Those are all people who are brothers to me, Qin Jingqing! I thought that Yingping was a person, with his back leaning against the big tree, but I didn’t expect that Ye Changshan was even more extraordinary, and he passed directly through Han

Try! Oh, in the future, as long as one of the two becomes prosperous, then I will also... Hehe...

Qin Jingqing drank the wine in his glass proudly, dropped the money and left the restaurant, heading towards today's destination - Jindingfang.

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The major gambling houses in Chang'an made a lot of money this time. They never expected that the boy named Ye would win the championship this time, and that Yingping, when the results of the preliminary examination just came out, they would collide with these two people.

I was stunned, but I didn't expect that the major gambling houses would end up making a sure profit because of them - they didn't place any bets on these two people at all, and all other bets were accepted. This is such a good thing.

It’s a once-in-a-lifetime experience!

However, some families are happy...and one family is sad!

Looking at the huge profits made by other gambling houses, Mr. Yu's family is really miserable. Three hundred thousand taels of silver! Three hundred thousand taels! I thought that the three hundred taels of gold were already in my pocket, but in the end I still have to ask for it.

Compensation of 300,000 taels. If the boss knows about it, will he still be able to strip Master Yu of his skin?

At the feet of Mr. Yu was the cold examination announcement that his subordinates copied from the gate of Taiyuan University. It was clearly written in white and black on a piece of paper. The moment he got this piece of paper, Mr. Yu wanted to dig his eyes out. He couldn't believe that the person named

The boy from Yingping was really admitted to a poor family! He read the piece of paper over and over again and handed it to the accountant to confirm several times, but no matter how he read it, it could not change the fact.

Mr. Yu’s heart is miserable!

Mr. Accountant was in so much pain. If he hadn't been obsessed that day, and if he hadn't wanted to quickly get rid of that little-eyed young man, how could he have ended up in this situation today? It seems that Mr. Accountant of Jindingfang couldn't do it...

...No! I'm afraid the gambling house in Chang'an City can't accommodate me anymore. This matter

After making such a big fuss, which gambling house would want me? Being laughed at by my colleagues is a small matter. The accounting clerk of this gambling house has always been a fat employee. How many people are jealous? I have worked hard for so many years and finally secured this position. Jindingfang is making progress day by day.

Fighting for gold, money is like running water, and he has naturally gained a lot of benefits, but today...

Thinking of this, Mr. Accountant buried his head on the table regretfully, wanting to cry without tears.

"It's all your fault! If you hadn't been so obsessed with me that day, how could I have agreed to that scoundrel-eyed boy! His grandma's fault, it's all your fault!"

Mr. Yu was cursing vehemently, while the thin accountant beside him huddled in the corner in aggrieved manner.

"Master Yu, look at what you said...it wasn't you who made the final decision...in the end, you blamed me..." Mr. Accountant muttered in a low voice.

"You still dare to quibble! If it weren't for you - ugh!"

Master Yu was about to speak but hesitated. He wished he could give Mr. Accountant a kick to vent his hatred.

At this moment, the plump maid from that day walked in with tea, and made some gestures towards Master Yu, but she saw that Master Yu was upset.

"Get out! Get out of here!"

The maid was so frightened when Master Yu suddenly got angry that she almost dropped the teapot, so she had to walk away in a sensible manner.

"well!"

"well!"

The two sighed in unison, then they looked up at each other, looking at each other speechless for a while, and finally lowered their heads.

A gust of breeze blew by, blowing the piece of paper on the ground from Mr. Yu's house to the feet of Mr. Accountant. Several large black characters came into view, which was extremely dazzling and heart-breaking——

Ying Ping was young and smart, with excellent talents. The monarchs and ministers from a poor family cherished his talents and accepted him as their disciples...

Looking at these words, Mr. Accountant first frowned and closed his eyes, but then he quickly opened his eyes as if he had discovered something, and stared at the piece of paper——

Ying Ping was young and smart, with excellent talents. The monarchs and ministers from a poor family cherished his talents and accepted him as their disciples...

The emperor and his ministers from a poor family cherished his talent and accepted him as his disciple...

Wen Junchen...accepted him as his disciple...

The accountant bent down to pick up the piece of paper, and kept chanting these words in his mouth. An idea flashed through his head, and in an instant, these dazzling and heartbreaking words became cute.

Mr. Accountant hurriedly approached Mr. Yu and whispered something in his ear.

After hearing Mr. Accountant's 'wonderful plan', Mr. Yu's brows gradually relaxed, his fat mouth slowly opened, and his face instantly changed from bitter melon to melon. Finally, he looked at him as if he had just woken up from a dream and laughed.

"how?"

Mr. Accountant looked at Mr. Yu proudly.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!" Mr. Yu also looked at the accountant with a wicked smile and praised. But then, he looked worried again and asked: "But... if he refuses, what should we do?

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"No? You don't want to see who owns Jindingfang. How dare you come here to cause trouble?"

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...

Qin Jingqing came to Jinding Square humming a little tune. The boy in the square recognized the generous young master last time and welcomed him into the house like a god of wealth. When he came inside, Qin Jingqing found that Mr. Yu and the accountant were smiling broadly.

He stood inside the house, seemingly waiting for his arrival.

"Master, you're fine!"

"Haha, I am fine, but the young master is very different!"

"You know, people feel refreshed when happy events happen!"

“Where does joy come from?”

"Isn't it a joy to win money? Is it possible that the boss still wants to default on his debt?" After that, he took out two pieces of white paper from his pocket, which were the proof of the bet that day.

Shopkeeper Yu stared at the two pieces of white paper, narrowed his eyes, and said, "Jindingfang is the largest gambling house in Chang'an City. I always keep my word, so how can I default on my debt?"

"Okay, then please!"

Qin Jingqing never thought that Jindingfang could be so refreshing and truly an honest operation, so he couldn't help but feel happy.

The accountant took out a banknote from the back room, handed it to Qin Jingqing, and said politely: "Sir, the money is here. Please take a look."

Qin Jingqing took the banknote and looked at it carefully, frowning, and then looked at Mr. Yu and the accountant with an unhappy expression.

"Sir, do you have any questions?" Mr. Accountant asked deliberately and thoughtfully.

This is a big question! When the Japanese master came to you with 300 taels of gold after hard work, it was written clearly in black and white on the paper. Today, he should get 300,000 taels. How come it has become one thousand taels now?

Qin Jingqing shook the thousand taels of silver notes in his hand and asked, "What's going on!"

The accountant was slightly startled, and then he explained in an "unclear" manner: "Didn't the young master take out ten taels of silver and place a bet on Ye Changshan that day? We agreed to pay a hundred taels for each, and promised a thousand taels, which is a lot of money.

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To be continued...