On the fifth year of Shenwu, on the first day of the fifth month, it seemed that the Dragon Boat Festival was approaching, which gradually made the rain more and caused the entire Changsha City to fall into water vapor, which was damp and a little muddy.

Early in the morning, there was a white servant from the Police Department (not in charge, but monthly salary) carrying a broom to remove the sludge left behind the soles of the chariots and horses. Fortunately, the Changsha City was expanded and renovated last year, and the sewage was quickly removed, with only mud and dirt being the most difficult.

The people in the capital have become accustomed to clean streets and white servants wearing brown clothes. Although they are just ordinary white servants, not servants, they still make the people afraid.

The clean and wide streets, neat houses, bright iron signs on the door frames, and tall green trees, and the Xuanhei Soap Clothes Patrol that could not stop patrolling made the entire Changsha City seem inexplicably bright and harmonious.

Outside the imperial city, hundreds of people suddenly emerged, either whispering their heads, whispering to each other, or staring at the city gates with eyes fixed on them.

The great guards naturally knew about this situation, and they were also curious and were waiting for this moment.

"Everyone, you can dismantle it!"

In the tribute courtyard of the Ministry of Rites, Deng Bin breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the roll of paper in front of him, his eyes full of blood.

Although there were only two hundred people, there were five games, totaling two thousand copies. The chief examiner, plus the same examiner, only six people. Moreover, in order to prevent omissions, they read them several times before they could end.

For nearly a month, I have been in the tribute courtyard, eating, drinking, defecating and urinating, sleeping in a hardwood bed, and not having a gentle and lovely maid to serve. I have worked so hard.

But, to this day, everything is worth it. The newly released sixty people will be his future reliance and connections.

"Yes!" There was no reason for the examiner to object. They also had red eyes and were looking forward to this for a long time.

Although the chief examiner is the main one, they can also benefit from the same examiner, which is also very beneficial to the future. Not to mention anything else, serving as the examiner represents qualifications.

Soon, the organizing officers, Feng Mi official, prosecutors, picking up some officials, and primary officials, dozens of minor officials gathered together, watching Deng Bin demolish Feng Mi, revealing his name and origin.

First, the one that was removed was Huiyuan placed in the center. Deng Bin dismantled it calmly, then looked at everyone and read aloud:

"The first place in the Ministry of Rites Examination in the First Year of Shenwu - Jiangning Prefecture, Runzhou Wei Jin--"

boom--

The entire Ministry of Rites' Tribute Court became lively in an instant. Huiyuan in Jiangning Prefecture was really surprising, but it was reasonable.

In Jiangnan, where literary style is so prosperous, as long as scholars understand the rules of the imperial examination, they will naturally get excellent results. Even Lingnan, which has already taken two exams, will not be able to compare.

Soon, a sing official hurried out to the outside of the imperial city with the good news of Huiyuan and read it out.

Although Zhang Yin was in the limelight a few days ago, he still felt uncomfortable. He was sad about this meeting and was in vain.

However, I always feel a little lucky in my heart. What if, maybe, I will be beaten?

Along the way, he was very sensitive, and his ears became more and more sensitive, hoping to hear some good news.

For example, along the way, every one of the gurus cursed: "The rice jar containing a stone of rice suddenly had a hole, and a liter of rice was missed every blink of an eye (ten seconds). A fool filled half a liter of rice every blink of an eye. When did all the rice leak?"

"Why would it be better to change the rice jar directly? If there were such idiots in the world, how could there be no famine?"

"Then have you calculated it?" asked the companion.

"Of course not!" Ju Zi said in a furious manner: "This is not a legitimate question at all. Even if it is a clear conclusion, you can't talk nonsense. I want to sue him..."

Hearing this, Zhang Yin felt much better. It turned out that it was not his own bad, and others were even worse than him. He couldn't calculate the time he had fifty fingers. He was just the bottom guy.

I felt a little better. By the time he arrived outside the imperial city, it was already densely packed with people and could not even be squeezed forward.

"After all are scholars, they are so rude and have no grace!"

On the side, a fat man with a broad heart and a fat man looked at the crowded crowd, and he didn't mind anyone next to him and complained loudly.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Yin couldn't help but retort: ​​"This is just human nature..."

Before he finished speaking, the fat juren, like a flexible fat monkey, was like a fat awl, heading straight towards the crowd. The dense crowd actually squeezed out a gap and let him pass by it.

"Who stepped on my shoes?" "Tanba, my legs!" "Damn it, my egg..."

The curses that followed one after another made Zhang Yin’s black thread on his forehead. Sure enough, the integrity of scholars was unreliable.

At this moment, he was no longer nervous, so he found a place to stand and stared at the city gate.

"Crack--" Suddenly, the city gate opened wide, and several hurried figures walked out, looking at the crowded crowd, naturally without fear, read directly:

"Ministry of Rites Examination, Huiyuan, Jiangning Prefecture Runzhou Wei Jin——"

"Boom--" The crowd exploded in an instant, and everyone was looking around, looking for this talented man. Yes, Huiyuan was a first-class talent.

"I'm beaten, I'm beaten-" In a corner, a scholar in his thirties was wearing a half-old robe, and he looked like he was from a poor family.

In an instant, many people surrounded him, and the servants occupied the majority and asked quickly:

"Has Mr. Wei ever married?"

"I've been married long ago and I have children."

Wei Jin shook his head, recovered from surprise, raised his chin, and was not afraid of these well-dressed slaves. From the time he learned about Huiyuan's identity, he knew that he had already had an official position.

Most of the servants shook their heads in disappointment and turned away, but there were only a few who still did not give up:

"Hui Yuanke has unmarried brothers and sisters?"

"How old is the son? Have you ever been engaged?"

This situation made other candidates particularly envious and more anticipated.

Then, with a series of summons, sixty tribute quotas finally appeared one by one after another, and the final imperial list was posted, without any misses.

There are always more disappointments than surprises.

Zhang Yin is no exception and failed.

Yet, how could he, a Bohai native from Jinshan City, surpass these Central Plains scholars and teachers of knowledge and book knowledge, not at the same level. It is already very good to be able to pass the imperial examination.

However, he was not disappointed.

The three of them were not defeated by Shao Zhi, and Chen Jing, who fainted and was treated by the emperor.

"Brother Zhang, don't bother me!" Shao Zhi shook his head and said sincerely: "Although the Jinshi is glamorous, we can also be officials, and the second-level officials are also officials. If you work hard for a few more years, you will climb faster than the Jinshi!"
Chapter completed!