The word "Ding Chou" written on the red paper was like two loud slaps, hitting the faces of the uncle and others who had grown up around Zhu Ping'an.
Bang... Bang...
With echoes
Uncle Zhu Shouren twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the list blankly. He couldn't take his eyes back for a long time, as if he had to read the word "Ding Chou" as something else.
The other students and scholars were almost all like the uncle Zhu Shouren, and they were all shocked by the word "Ding Chou"...
"Ahem, cough, cough, I'm afraid there's something wrong with the list..."
A failed student looked away from the first-class list, his eyes were red, and he was mumbling to himself. Apart from problems with the list, he really couldn't think of any reason why Zhu Ping'an could be on the first-class list.
"Also...maybe it was the wrong mark during the marking..."
Another student who couldn't accept the result thought of the second reason why Zhu Pingan was on the first-class list.
In fact, it's just that these people don't want to accept this result. The imperial examination is notoriously strict, and the county examination is the most basic part. Although it is looser than the government examination, the grading does not allow for mistakes. The county exam has a strict set of rules to prevent cheating. One of them is to make a new copy of the candidate's answer sheet to prevent the candidate from leaving marks on the test paper or the marking staff to recognize that they are familiar with the candidate's paper. The grading examiner did not read the original paper, but was copied by a clerk from outside the county with a red pen and cinnabar. It was checked by several people and there would be no mistakes such as writing the wrong seat number. Moreover, each test paper must pass through the hands of multiple examiners, and the results will be announced after repeated reviews.
But no matter what, these people didn't think it was Zhu Pingan's strength at all, they just attributed it to other reasons. Finally, after everyone had a lively and active discussion on the spot, they all came up with one reason why Zhu Pingan was on the first-class list: This foodie who was bitten by a snake and heard the singing of birds was unlucky in this exam!
Therefore, in addition to being bitten by a snake and hearing the cry of a bird, being a rice bucket, and being a poor man in the woodshed, Zhu Ping'an was also given the title of a boy with bad luck.
The six people on the B list were fine, but the others who were not on the list all looked at Zhu Ping'an, this unlucky boy, with strange eyes.
It's not that we have no talent, it's just bad luck.
The failed scholar let out a long sigh of reluctance, packed up his things, and headed back.
Uncle Zhu Shouren also sighed at the fate and slowly walked back to the inn with the crowd. After decades of poverty, he was only ranked in the second grade of high school. Zhu Ping'an was lucky enough to get into the first grade. It was really a fate. However, Luck is inevitable, so I don't need to worry too much about it. After all, I even passed the government examination. It's impossible for Xie'er's bad luck to continue. His journey to the imperial examination will stop here. Well, yes, it must be so.
Zhu Ping'an, who had never had a chance to speak since the announcement of the results, looked at the people leaving sighing about their bad luck. He couldn't help but face the backs of everyone and slowly stretched out his right hand, as if he wanted to stop them. .
However, the style of the painting changed in the next second. Zhu Pingan turned his palm up, put his four fingers together, and stretched out his middle finger abruptly, creating an iconic middle finger gesture that is popular in modern times but unknown in ancient times.
At this time, everyone dispersed, and the number of people in front of the list was also sparse. Zhu Pingan slowly walked to the list and looked at it carefully. There were more than 1,300 people participating in the first round of the county examination, including more than 700 people on the B list, 50 people on the A list, and one person who was the leader of the case. The A and B lists are ranked in no particular order and are arranged in a circle. Zhu Pingan is located in the core of the small circle in the A list. The person at the head of the case also only had the seat number "Jia Zi". Judging from the seat number, it should be the person sitting in front. It was quite far away from me, so it had no influence at all.
Back at the inn, the students and scholars in the lobby congratulated Zhu Ping'an High School's top scorer in joking tones.
Zhu Pingan thanked them one by one, as if he didn't hear their banter.
True gold is not afraid of fire. Zhu Pingan doesn't bother to argue with them. It's not interesting, not to mention that these people may be waiting for you to argue with them, and then step on you to steal the limelight. But the first test of the county examination is actually a very basic test, and 70% of people can pass it. There will be second, third, and fourth tests in the future, waiting for the waves to wash away the sand and the fire to refine the gold, and Let them toss, and when the results come out later, their faces will be swollen without having to do anything themselves.
It will be very interesting to see their expressions when the time comes.
Everyone looked at the back of Zhu Pingan who left indifferently, and their ridicule became even more intense, taking Zhu Pingan's indifferent departure as shameful and dejected departure.
"Look, look, he doesn't dare to argue, he must be feeling guilty."
"I'm really ashamed. I'm afraid there's something wrong with me. Maybe I'm doing something good for the county magistrate."
"Hush, Brother Wang, please be careful. How can this poor foodie who lives in a woodshed have enough money to compete with the County Lord... The County Lord is famous for his uprightness in the county... He is just unlucky in this exam. Let’s see, tomorrow’s exam will definitely bring him back to his original shape..."
"Oh, that's right, hahaha, how can shit last forever... Let's see how he goes in the next exam."
The atmosphere in the lobby became lively. The students and scholars staying here were either young students like Zhu Shouren, or people who were on the list of high school students in this exam. Everyone drank some water and wine, and their mood was high. I don’t know who suggested that we should follow the example of those who were on the list. For those of you who opened the handicap, let's also open a handicap and bet some money to see if the woodshed boy who was bitten by a snake and heard the singing of birds can be on the next high school list.
I'll bet him a hundred cents that he won't win.
I'll put up a tael of silver and bet that he won't win.
...
In the end, the handicap could no longer be opened, and all the students and scholars in the hotel lobby placed their bets, but they all failed to win on Zhu Ping'an.
As a result, everyone looked at each other and smiled, as if heroes had the same vision. They tacitly toasted to each other from a distance and drank together.
When Zhu Ping'an returned to his room, he had no idea that he had once again become the object of ridicule. He packed up his things, sat at his desk, opened the law and past cases, and read with relish in the sunlight streaming in through the window.
The second exam is to test students' ability to distinguish right from wrong and write various official documents. This can also be seen that Lao Zhu’s imperial examination reform really wanted to select truly educated, knowledgeable, and capable practical talents for the country. But unfortunately, the eight-part essay severely limits the realization of this goal.
While Zhu Ping'an was reviewing the legal precedents, he laughed at Comrade Lao Zhu's good intentions. Dreams are plump, but reality is skinny. If Lao Zhu knew that most of the people selected by his game were nerds, When I dream back at midnight, I will definitely burst into tears.
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