The night is like thick ink, which cannot be ground deeply...
At this time, most people have fallen asleep. Occasionally, there are a few rooms in the inn with lights on. Among them is Zhu Pingan, who reads at night with a lamp. Several books are arranged in an orderly manner on the desk, and Zhu Pingan holds a book in his hand.
Copybook, lean forward slightly and read carefully by the oil lamp.
It was quiet outside, except for the occasional cuckoo call, cuckoo cuckoo...
The sweetly sleeping enchantress on the bed opened her eyes slightly, glanced at Zhu Pingan, who was sitting steadily reading a book, and fell asleep again.
Zhu Ping'an, who was reading at night by the lantern, curled up the corners of his mouth slightly, and then immersed himself in the copybook again. The more times he read it, he gradually came into contact with the three flavors in the book mentioned by the old fisherman. Although it was vague, there was a touch of it.
It feels so good.
As the night deepened, all the lights in the inn were turned off one after another, and the night completely took over the world.
In the early morning of the next day, Zhu Pingan got up much earlier than usual. He wanted to put what he had learned from reading the copybook into writing and see how it turned out. It was like picking up a new car and couldn't wait to drive it out for a spin.
The Taihu Lake was quiet and deserted. The old fishing man that day seemed to be an NPC he met by chance in the game and had gone through a dungeon once. He had met him once and never met him again.
Lay the black board, dip it in water, put a little force on your wrist, and land the pen tip on the black board. At this moment, the brush seems to have a soul. The feeling can be described in one word, that is, it is as if there is divine help when writing.
The words on the black wooden board seemed to have flesh and blood, and they jumped out one by one, ready to be spoken.
That bottleneck has finally been broken...
After the rising sun, Zhu Ping'an put away the black wooden board and the bamboo tube for brushes, took out a handwritten book from his schoolbag, and started reading quietly while leaning against the boulder.
The second day followed the same rhythm. When the boatman's fishing call came from far away, Zhu Ping'an collected the book and put it in the schoolbag he carried. Shi Shiran returned to the inn along the same route, but was caught again halfway.
The uncle and others stopped him and pushed him to look at the recruitment list again. This time he came earlier, and the list had just been posted.
My fellow villager who survived could not continue his luck this time and failed the list.
The fellow who failed the list was devastated, and then suddenly clapped his hands, pointing to the list with one hand and hesitating.
What's wrong
Zhu Ping'an was a little worried about this fellow, especially if he was stimulated by something.
"Xie'er, tell me your seat number again!"
Uncle Zhu Shouren's tone was urgent, as if he was excited and could not control himself.
"Yiyou" Zhu Ping'an repeated after hearing the words.
As soon as he said that, he seemed to have received some exciting fellow who failed the exam, but he clapped his hands again, and his mood seemed to be much better, "It's better now, I'm not alone anymore, Brother An can return home with me
Yes, haha..."
"There is no B list, and there is no A list." Uncle Zhu Shouren stroked his beard and said with a pity, "Hey, Xie failed to pass the exam this time, but don't be discouraged. He has been on the A list every time since the county examination.
, it’s rare to see a pig, I’ll wait for my uncle to review the book with you when he gets back.”
After the uncle finished speaking, he sighed again and said with emotion, "Our Zhu family is looking at me this time. We have a heavy responsibility and we will not let you down."
Two other fellow villagers who were already children like the uncle also came to comfort Zhu Pingan and another fellow villager, saying that they would take Zhu Pingan to Zuijun Tower for a drunken night.
"It shouldn't be. I performed better this time than usual."
Zhu Ping'an murmured to himself. At this time, he also looked at the entire list. Indeed, there was no seat number for him on the B list, and there was no seat number for him on the A list. It shouldn't be. This exam will be done by itself.
Better than usual.
"Haha, I usually see An Geer calm and calm, and I thought that An Geer would not have other emotions. This time I finally saw An Geer's other expressions."
"Brother Ang, don't be like this. Everyone will say this when they fail the exam. Come, come, come, just follow me and get drunk to relieve a thousand worries."
Although Zhu Pingan murmured to himself in a low voice, it was heard by the people around him, and everyone comforted him. Of course, the words of comfort were not so pleasant to the ears.
Uncle Zhu Shouren and others felt that this was the normal state. They felt that the imperial examination was finally on the right track, and they seemed to be a little surprised.
Zhu Pingan looked at the list and was still puzzled.
Everyone comforted them and took Zhu Ping'an and another countryman who had failed the exam to have a drink together.
Just as everyone was about to drag away Zhu Pingan, who had been looking at the list, they heard a commotion in the crowd. It turned out that the clerk who had just posted the list was pasting a bowl-sized piece of red paper at the center of the list.
On paper, it is the number one on the list of charges this time and the head of the second case.
The seat number on the red paper is exactly Zhu Pingan's seat number: "Yiyou".
Time seemed to have stood still. The uncle and the others could not hide their disappointment at this moment, with surprised expressions on their faces. They were greatly surprised when Zhu Ping'an got into the first list before, but this time he finally did not get into the first list, nor did he get into the second list, but he didn't.
They never expected that the case that they and others never dreamed of would fall on Zhu Ping'an.
Similarly, Zhu Ping'an was also surprised. He did not expect that he would also win the first place. Although he had prepared for a long time and even though he knew one of the test questions very well, he never expected that he would win the first place.
Although this first place is only a temporary case leader and does not have high gold content. After the three exams are completed and the long case is used to publish the results, the first place will be the real case leader in the government examination, but it cannot erase this first place.
After all, more than 300 top players who have been screened many times compete for the title.
This dramatic turn of events made it difficult for uncle Zhu Shouren and others to accept it. Although they could not hide their disappointment, they still wanted to invite Zhu Ping'an to have a drink. You couldn't just say that you would invite Zhu Shouren and not just invite him. That wouldn't be a slap in the face. But the mood
It's not that high, especially the countryman who failed the exam, he has a long face.
It's probably because of the scorn of the literary people, maybe there's jealousy, and maybe there are other more complicated factors that make my uncle and others dislike me.
Zhu Pingan was not without a wink, so he declined. After Zhu Pingan refused, his uncle Zhu Shouren and others did not insist anymore and took the failed countryman to the restaurant. It seemed that he would stay up all night again.
Tongcheng Xia Luoming and others surrounding him on the other side looked at the list with disdain and chatted calmly:
"Although I don't know who 'Yiyou' is, this person is not you and me, nor is he one of the top ten criminal suspects or acquaintances in other counties. I think he is just a lucky guy who got lucky."
"My dear friends, please don't lose heart. This is just an expression of judgment. It accounts for the smallest proportion among the three exams. The Four Books, Eight Parts and Strategies are the basis for the final decision."
"What you said is absolutely true..."
Zhu Ping'an, the lucky one they said had great luck, had quietly left the place where the results were released and went to look for delicious snacks along the street.
(Please collect, recommend, and ask for all kinds of things. Once again, I am so shameless. Thank you all book friends for your continued care.)