Chapter 282 Huiyuan is him

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Zhao Yuan has not yet passed the examination. He is just a scholar and has nothing to do with the examination.

He came to the gate of Gongyuan many times just for the sake of silence, or for the certainty in his heart.

It is said that simple people have simple minds. Zhao Yuan believed that Xu Mo could win Huiyuan, and no matter how bad he was, he could still be a Gongsheng student and be among the top few.

With the same mood as Jiang Sheng, he came over to check the list excitedly and confidently, but he didn't even see the word "Xu" from beginning to end. He was stunned for a long time, and finally couldn't help shouting, "Why?" , why did Brother Xu fail the exam, but he is Huiyuan."

All the students in front of the list turned their heads and looked over.

Some people couldn't help but say, "Just because people have real talent and knowledge, those who are incompetent will fail."

"Fart." Zhao Yuan became anxious, "Brother Xu is the one with real talent and learning. There is no way that Brother Xu will fail the exam, absolutely impossible."

Seeing that the two were about to fight, Qi Huai and An Jun rushed over and dragged the arrogant Zhao Yuan out of the crowd.

"Don't stop me. He said Brother Xu has no ability. It's just bullshit. I want to beat him up." Zhao Yuan gritted his teeth, "Don't you know Brother Xu's ability?"

An Jun nodded with a grimace.

Qi Huai sighed, "Brother An is on the list, and even I have narrowly passed. How come Brother Xu..."

It turned out that both Qi Huai and An Jun had passed the examination, and Xu Mo was sincerely happy for them.

"That's all. Why should Hui Yuan be Fan Yuan? We all know how he came to be elected." Zhao Yuan said dullly, "Ten thousand steps back, let someone from a family of military generals be the leader. We all A family of civil servants should really wipe their necks and hang themselves.”

Far...far.

This name is a little familiar, but also a little strange.

But when it came to the family of military generals, Xu Mo was a little confused. Isn't the third brother Fang Heng the child of the Fang family of the family of military generals? Fang Yuan must be his cousin who fought in the military.

Based on this calculation, Huiyuan is currently two years younger than Xu Mo, and he is extremely talented and beautiful.

"...It's bullshit that makes you look stunning." Zhao Yuan's voice came in time, "Thirteen-year-old Hui Yuan, do you believe it?"

He glanced at Qi Huai, who shook his head.

Looking at An Jun again, An Jun spread his hands blankly.

Finally, he turned around and saw Xu Mo. Zhao Yuan was startled at first and quickly came over aggrievedly, "Brother Xu, you failed the exam. How could you fail the exam? You are my role model."

Xu Jieyuan never thought that he would fail the exam. His younger brother didn't cry, his younger sister didn't cry, but Zhao Yuan cried.

Still crying loudly.

"Brother Xu, there must be something fishy here. I'm not convinced. How could you fail? Even Qihuai passed." Zhao Yuan cried while wringing his nose with a handkerchief. "I wouldn't say anything if someone else took Huiyuan, but How can it be Fang Yuan?"

indeed.

If a child from a family of military generals abandons martial arts and pursues literary pursuits, then he can just pick a Hui Yuan. Is that even a big deal?

But we cannot doubt that there is something wrong with the imperial examination.

In order to protect the rights of civilian students and avoid fraud by aristocratic families, the Dayu Dynasty specifically ordered "name-blinding" during the provincial examinations and joint examinations, that is, the names on the papers were covered and the examination papers were marked blindly.

Unfortunately, each calligraphy has its own style, and people who are more familiar with it can still recognize it, so two more test papers, red scroll and ink scroll, were released.

As the name suggests, students use ink pens to take exams in Gongyuan, and what they write is called ink scrolls. They are sent to the examiner and copied by copywriters with ink pens, also called ink scrolls.

The examiners of the rural examinations and the joint examinations corrected the rankings through red papers with blurred names, to avoid favoritism and fraud to the greatest extent, and to protect those powerless talents from having the opportunity to rise to the nine-day high.

"Maybe it's because I lack abilities and my skills are inferior to others." Xu Mo comforted Zhao Yuan and patted him on the back.

As a result, Zhao Yuan became even more desperate.

"If you can't even pass the national examination, I will never be able to be a Jinshi in this life, and I won't be able to fulfill my parents' expectations." He was heartbroken.

Xu Mo was dumbfounded and helpless.

Zhao Yuan finally regained his composure. Qi Huai and An Jun both looked over and hesitated to speak.

"Congratulations to Brother Qi and Brother An," Xu Mo said with a hand, "If you pass the palace examination, you will be able to show your ambitions."

An Jun is most happy. With his identity as a Gongsheng student, his talent has been proven, and he will no longer be afraid of being rounded up or flattened by aristocratic families.

A group of three friends, only allowed to be silently defeated.

It's a bit sad to say it, but there's nothing you can do about it.

"It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be." An Jun murmured, confused and at a loss.

Qi Huai was relatively calm, patted him on the shoulder and said, "The essays of the failed students will be released in ten days. You can come and take a look if you have the examiner's comments."

Xu Mo smiled and nodded.

More and more students came to see the results at the gate of Gongyuan. They said goodbye to each other and left, agreeing to come here ten days later to see the results.

Jiang Sheng was infected by his brother and regained his energy to deal with the business robbery incident.

She first calmly went to Jiuzhenfang, touched the slightly damp chestnuts, and asked, "Did the two brothers from the Gao family say how long these chestnuts can be stored?"

Zhang Xianglian recalled, “It can be stored in a dry and cool place for two months.”

It takes the Gao brothers a month to transport the goods, and a month to transport them back to sell, which is just enough to ensure that all the candied fried chestnuts are fresh.

Jiang Sheng nodded and went to the pastry shop across the street to make sure that the other party's fried chestnuts were also in full swing, and finally decided, "No need to do anything."

Zhang Xianglian was surprised, "Xiao Jiang Sheng, do you really don't have to do anything and just watch the other party maliciously lower the price to steal business?"

"Yes." Jiang Sheng said calmly, "Chestnuts can only be stored for two months if it is dry and cool. In summer, insects and mold will appear in half a month at most. We have a separate yard purchased by my second brother and ice cubes that can be stored for longer. Storage, what do they have?”

There are many people doing business in the Dayu Dynasty, and there are many people transporting things between the two places, but they can only go to one or two places at most to transport items that can be stored and stored.

Only Zheng Ruqian recognized the special characteristics brought by ice cubes, and purchased ice storage in a separate courtyard in the right city, using the most economical way to extend the time for items to spoil.

Of course, the pastry shop opposite can also buy ice cubes, but the calculated cost of the chestnuts is probably more than twenty-five cents. Can they really sell them?

There is nothing to do in Jiuzhenfang. As the spring flowers bloom and the sun gets hotter, the business on the opposite side will definitely not be able to continue.

Ten days passed quickly.

The gate of Gongyuan was even busier than before. The failed candidates were crowded together, looking up to check their test papers and comments.

Xu Mo, his younger siblings, and several friends were also looking for him.

The examiner read the Zhujuan, and of course the one that was released was also the Zhujuan. This meant that the entire wall might be written by the same transcriber, making it dazzling to find.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for him to be discovered by Zhao Yuan, "Here, here, I saw Brother Xu's name."

The group of people came together and read the content carefully.

The others were fine, and at most they frowned and sighed. Only Xu Mo became more solemn as he looked at them, and by the end his face was ashen.

"This is not..." He clenched his fists and his voice was dry, "This is not my paper."