Fang Zhongyong's self-esteem was completely hit by Ci Song. Why should such a person become a direct successor? For a time, Fang Zhongyong fell into an extreme imbalance in his heart. The more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became. He felt that Ci Song must have had some bad luck to be accepted as a direct disciple by the dean.
"Senior Bai, the teacher said, let me arrange the rest of my time freely. I have something to do, so I will leave first." Ci Song said to Bai Ye.
Hearing this, Bai Ye didn't say too much, he just cupped his hands and said, "I wish Junior Bai a safe journey."
"Thank you, Senior Bai."
After Ci Song said goodbye to Bai Ye, he turned and left towards the gate of the academy. At this moment, Fang Zhongyong was still stunned, with the same shocked expression.
"Junior Fang, didn't you say you were in a hurry?"
Fang Zhongyong finally came to his senses and said to Bai Ye, "Senior Bai, just send him here."
"Okay, then I wish Junior Fang a happy journey."
"Um."
Bai Ye nodded and watched Fang Zhongyong leave towards the door. He waited until his figure completely disappeared from her sight before turning around and leaving.
"I remember today is the day when the Lotus Festival starts, so I might as well go there."
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Ci Song came to the entrance of the college. There were many carriages and servants gathered here. It would be an exaggeration to say that it was like a bustling city. Ci Song passed through one carriage after another and came to the intersection of the road. A familiar figure appeared in front of Ci Song. in front of my eyes.
He was wearing a pure white Confucian robe, carrying an extremely exquisite bow and arrow on his back, and his face was full of high spirits. He had obviously achieved an excellent result. At this time, he was surrounded by a group of slaves, listening to his story. The content of the exam.
"Isn't this Prime Minister Zhang's illegitimate grandson? By the way, I remember his name was on the re-examination list, and I just happened to ask him to borrow transportation back home."
Ci Song Zhengchou didn't know how to get home. Now, he happened to meet an acquaintance. Well, although the relationship between the two was not very good, as long as they met once, they were acquaintances.
"Zhang Shuzhi!"
"Who is calling me by my name?"
Zhang Shuzhi looked back and forth curiously, but did not see Ci Song. Seeing that he still didn't notice him, Ci Song walked behind him and patted his shoulder.
"Ci, Ci...Ci Song?" When Zhang Shuzhi saw Ci Song, his original triumphant expression instantly became extremely ugly, and there was even a hint of panic in his eyes.
"Congratulations on passing the exam and becoming a student of Yan Sheng Academy. It seems that you have passed the third exam and become an official disciple."
Ci Song judged from the Confucian robes Zhang Shuzhi was wearing that he had become a formal student, not a schoolboy, because Bai Ye said that the Confucian robes of students were made of silk, and Zhang Shuzhi's Confucian robes and Fang Zhongyong's Confucian robes were obviously the same style. It's just that the materials are different. Zhang Shuzhi's is silk, while Fang Zhongyong's is linen.
"Yes, yes, you, why are you here?"
"I'm also here to take the exam. Didn't you hear my name? I came first in the first exam."
As Ci Song spoke, he squeezed in between Zhang Shuzhi and the servants. The originally lively atmosphere instantly became extremely strange, and Zhang Shuzhi looked at Ci Song in astonishment.
"Then, the Ci Song on the preliminary test list, is it you?"
The expression on Zhang Shuzhi's face became more astonished, and could even be said to be frightened. He never thought that the first place on the preliminary examination list turned out to be the No. 1 dude in Daliang in front of him. Originally, he thought it was just the same name. Could it be that the customs in Zhongzhou are different from those in his hometown? ,Are all dandies so talented?
All the servants present took a few steps back knowingly. They were all in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Those who are servants naturally know a thing or two about the grievances of these high-ranking officials. The Ci Song Dynasty in front of them can be said to be a famous bad boy in Zhongzhou and even Daliang. But they don't know that this bad boy They actually appeared here, so they could only silently retreat to the rear.
"That's right, it's me. The purpose of me taking the exam is to be able to study in Yan Sheng College. And you, as a student of Yan Sheng College, need a carriage when you go home. Why don't you lend it to me? What do you think? "
Ci Song said with a very bright smile on his face, but all the slaves present thought that this smile was just the smile of a devil.
After all, they all knew that their young master had offended Mr. Ci Song a few days ago, and later the Prime Minister even sent a special letter to General Ci just to apologize.
"No, no problem."
How dare Zhang Shuzhi refuse to agree? He knew Ci Song's methods, and Ci Song didn't look so malicious. He didn't want to offend him again. He had several carriages this time, so why not give him one?
"Thank you very much."
Ci Song cupped his hands in thanks, and Zhang Shuzhi immediately turned to point to the carriage behind him and said, "Brother Ci, are you satisfied with this carriage?"
Ci Song looked up and saw that the decoration was very exquisite and luxurious. It was obviously the carriage he was riding in. He was very satisfied, so he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Brother Zhang. I will be disrespectful."
"It should, it should."
Zhang Shuzhi's cold sweat was already running down his head unconsciously, but he still held on and said to Ci Song: "Well, um, Brother Ci, since you have finished the exam, we are classmates, and I hope you will take care of me in the future. What we did before..."
Seeing Zhang Shuzhi's sincerity, Ci Song smiled and said: "The previous thing was just a misunderstanding. Now you and I have become a member of Yan Sheng Academy, and we will be classmates in the future."
"Classmate? Oh, yes, yes! We will be classmates from now on, and I hope you will take care of me!" Zhang Shuzhi quickly agreed as if he was amnesty.
"Definitely, definitely." Ci Song smiled.
Zhang Shuzhi took Ci Song onto the carriage, then said goodbye to him, and then said to the coachman: "Send Brother Ci to the General's Mansion."
The carriage driver nodded tremblingly. When he thought of this moody dandy sitting in his carriage, he couldn't help but tremble all over, but he could only bite the bullet and drive away.
Zhang Shuzhi watched the carriage leave and breathed a sigh of relief. Several other servants came over and said, "Master, that Ci Song..."
"Huh, luckily he just borrowed a carriage from me. I don't want to provoke this Lord of Hell anymore."
All the servants nodded. They originally thought that Ci Song was here to cause trouble for their young master, but fortunately he had already left, and they were all relieved.
"Let's go back home. I want to tell Grandpa personally the good news that I have become an official student of Yan Sheng Academy."
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