The gate of Gongyuan was already bustling with people.
The most glorious one among them is probably Weicheng He, who is considered to be number one in the Jingyi School.
At this time, he was responding to the congratulations of the people around him, with a proud expression on his face.
"What are you so proud of, Qi?"
Seeing Wei Chenghe looking like this, Li Zhongwen snorted in displeasure.
Wei Chenghe made trouble for Xu Hanliang several times, and Li Zhongwen was always by his side.
I was already feeling unhappy, and seeing his attitude of being a villain, I felt even more unhappy.
"Brother, what you said is wrong. To be ranked first on the A-list, you certainly have the capital to be proud of."
A scholar from Tianyi Academy heard this and retorted.
Wei Chenghe naturally heard the conversation here, and his face became even more proud.
"What's the big deal even if you're number one on the A list? Can you do whatever you want if you're number one on the A list? What's more, the rankings haven't been released yet."
Li Zhongwen rolled his eyes and said coldly.
"I'm sorry, number one on the A-list means you can do whatever you want. If you are, or the talented Xu scholar next to you is number one on the A-list, I can still let you do whatever you want."
Wei Chenghe was proud of the spring breeze at this time, and his words were naturally full of enthusiasm.
At this time, two government officials had already carried out the two lists and hung them on the wall.
Surrounded by the students from Tianyi College, Wei Chenghe also came to the front.
"I don't know what he's talking about. When you finish the poetry subject, brother Ziyou, you can give him a good laugh."
Li Zhongwen was equally angry and said.
At this time, the two lists were already up, and you could see from a distance that there was only one person at the top of the list.
"This, how is this possible?"
Wei Chenghe's eyes immediately fell on the number one on the A list.
I found that even though it had the same three-character name, it had nothing to do with the three characters Wei Chenghe.
On the contrary, these three words are still the three words that make him hate the most, Xu Hanliang.
"How could it be him?"
"Xu Hanliang? Isn't this the great talent from the Ninth Academy Poetry Society?"
"Didn't I hear that he has a false reputation? Why is he still ranked first on the A list?"
"It's not advisable to hear from hearsay. One person's name is high on the top of the list, but the rest are all at the bottom of the list."
…
There was a lot of talk, and it naturally fell on Xu Hanliang's ears.
Li Zhongwen on the side was a little dumbfounded when he heard these words.
It took a few seconds to react: "Brother Ziyou, you, this..."
"Congratulations to Brother Zhongwen, for being ranked on the second list. This time, you can easily get the position of being elected. I will take my leave first."
Hearing more and more talk around him, Xu Hanliang knew something was wrong.
Xu Hanliang knows the character of these talented scholars best.
If you leave a little late, you will definitely be surrounded by them asking questions, and you will really be annoyed to death by then.
There is also a person similar to Xu Hanliang, Wei Chenghe.
At this time, although Wei Chenghe was ranked second on the A list, he was at the bottom of the A list.
The difference between the lower class and the upper class is two levels, and they are indeed completely different.
Combined with what he just said, it made him even more ashamed.
Xu Hanliang returned home soon, waiting for the exam the next day.
Although the title of No. 1 on the A list sounds a lot nicer, it is also annoying enough.
At this time, in the Gongyuan, two old men were having a discussion with the examiner.
The examiner, Song Mingyuan, was a Jinshi a few years ago and is now appointed to the Hanlin Academy as a Hanlin bachelor.
"Teacher, I haven't seen you for many years, but you are still in high spirits."
Song Mingyuan looked at Mr. Fan in front of him with an extremely serious expression.
It was Mr. Fan who was the examiner of the joint examination, and the invigilators were Song Mingyuan and others.
In this way, students treat examiners with courtesy as students.
When Mr. Fan was still in the court, he gave more advice to Song Mingyuan, and he naturally kept it in mind.
"You're not bad either. Now you've joined the Imperial Academy. It's a pity..."
Mr. Fan sighed softly, seeming a little helpless.
Song Mingyuan was also someone he was optimistic about, and he recommended him many times, but without success.
Although Hanlin bachelors were also high officials, they did not have any real power.
Song Mingyuan was a man of uprightness, and he was even more unwilling to follow the influence of others in the court and rely on others.
This made Song Mingyuan unable to display his talents at all.
"Thank you very much for your teachings. I will definitely work hard as a student."
Song Mingyuan naturally knew what Mr. Fan meant and said quickly in his mind.
"How do you feel as the examiner?"
Mr. Han on the side just changed the topic.
"This Enke test paper is indeed a bit too difficult, but the student has discovered a talent."
Song Mingyuan said with a smile.
"Oh?" Mr. Han was a little surprised. Those who can be called talents are naturally not extraordinary.
Song Mingyuan smiled and said: "This person's name is Xu Hanliang, he is from Changshu. He is very good in this subject of classics and meaning, and is rated as the top one on the A list, while the others are all the lower ones."
Mr. Fan, who was still drinking tea, almost spit out his tea when he heard this name.
"Could it be that the teacher knows this person?"
Song Mingyuan had some doubts in his heart.
"I know him, I know him. He is one of my little friends."
Mr. Fan coughed lightly and continued.
"Little friend?"
This title shocked Song Mingyuan.
To be called a little friend by Mr. Fan, there must be something extraordinary about him.
"I wonder if this person can get the answer to the provincial examination."
Song Mingyuan sighed.
"It is possible. This person's poems are excellent and he should be ranked first. As for his strategy, I don't know about that."
Mr. Fan thought for a moment and gave his evaluation.
It goes without saying much about Xu Hanliang's poems, but what Mr. Fan values most is his strategy.
What is needed to govern the country is not poems and songs, but strategies.
If the strategy is not excellent, then no matter how excellent the other strategies are, it will be in vain in the eyes of Mr. Fan.
Subconsciously, he asked: "What are the questions for this policy review?"
When these words were spoken, Song Mingyuan's expression was slightly startled, and the scene instantly turned cold.
"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."
Fan Laocai suddenly realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing and kept saying it.
Even though his Fan family holds a high position in the court, these words cannot be said randomly.
Especially for an upright person like Song Mingyuan, after saying it, it will make him think more.
…
The second round of the provincial examination.
As the gong rang, everyone entered the palace one after another.
On the bright tower of Gongyuan, many examiners were sitting together, observing the situation below.
In the northeast corner of the Gongyuan, a three-story building is usually designed as a place for examiners to inspect.
In addition to these examiners, Fan and Han were also sitting on it.
The status of the two of them is high enough. As long as they don't check the exam in person, the court will not care much about it.
What's more, these examiners also hope to have more contact with Mr. Fan and Han to see if they can build a good relationship.