At this time, in the Zizhu Garden, there were already many literati in Confucian robes coming and going, making it extremely lively.
"Brother Lu, long time no see..."
Along the way, people met Lu Wei from time to time and greeted him familiarly. They should be Lu Wei's acquaintances.
Under the guidance of Lu Wei, He Ping'an and the two walked through the dense bamboo forest and arrived at the foot of an antique octagonal bamboo building.
At this time, the open space next to the small building was already crowded with many young Confucian scholars and princes from aristocratic families, as well as many well-dressed young ladies and famous ladies.
There are also some tables and chairs placed nearby to provide everyone with pastries, fruits, tea and wine bottles.
"Oh, that's not bad!"
When He Ping'an saw this scene, it didn't look like a poetry meeting, but rather like a large-scale wedding and love scene in his previous life.
"And the quality of these women is not low!"
He Ping'an glanced at it casually. Except for two or three crooked melons and jujubes, the other young women on the scene were all beautiful. Compared with the Qinghuan of Lichun Courtyard, they were no less generous. Especially their temperament was elegant and elegant. The romantic atmosphere of a brothel woman.
He Ping'an gently patted Lu Wei's shoulder and said sincerely: "As expected of a good brother!"
Under Lu Wei's introduction along the way, He Ping'an also understood that in this Daxuan Poetry Club, poetry competition was secondary, and the main purpose was to select suitable partners for these young people of marriageable age.
After all, not many women know poetry. Most of them come to join in the fun and secretly choose their favorite husband.
He Ping'an had a strange feeling in his heart. How come this Zizhu layman, a Confucian and Taoist monk, made him feel like a matchmaker...
Lu Wei was keenly aware of the changes in He Pingan's facial expression, and said via voice transmission: "This Zizhu layman still has three years to live..."
He Ping'an suddenly understood that it was so.
This Zizhu layman is approaching the end of his life. On the one hand, he uses this poetry meeting to select his great-grandson and son-in-law. On the other hand, he also builds a platform for the future of these great men and forges a good relationship for himself.
After he dies, as long as someone remembers to use him as a matchmaker, the descendants of his family will probably be taken care of. As long as he doesn't make big mistakes, his family can continue.
According to Lu Wei's previous introduction, although this Zizhu layman was a first-grade scholar, his children were not very talented. The descendant with the highest cultivation level was the father of his great-granddaughter, and he was only a fifth-grade Confucian cultivator.
At this time, the poetry meeting had not yet started, so He Ping'an and the other three were wandering around the small building, waiting for the poetry meeting to begin.
Next to the small building, there is a bronze mirror as tall as one person.
He Ping'an felt it briefly and found that there were faint mana fluctuations in it. He looked closely and saw that on the bronze mirror, there was a faint picture of the Gongyuan posting the list at this time.
As soon as the list of Gongyuan comes out, this place will get the news immediately.
"The list for this conference seems a bit strange. It's already past the time for the list to be released, but it hasn't appeared yet."
Lu Wei glanced at the bronze mirror and said with surprise.
After hearing this, He Pingan asked: "Is this common?"
"Occasionally."
Lu Wei said: "This situation happened before during the reign of Emperor Xuanming, but because it involved scientific examination fraud."
"Emperor Xuanming was so angry that dozens of officials involved in scientific examination fraud were beheaded."
"And the list of candidates for that year's general examination will be immediately invalidated, and the examination will be retaken next year."
He Ping'an's heart moved, Xiaoyan Divine Number was activated, and he started to deduce. After three breaths, he felt relieved that it had nothing to do with cheating in the scientific examination.
While the three of them were chatting, another group of people walked in from outside.
The leader is a young Confucian scholar with an arrogant face.
He Ping'an glanced casually, and wow, he was actually an old acquaintance, Liu Ding, the doctor in the Ministry of Justice.
Behind him were several young Confucian scholars, one of whom had a slightly swollen face and turned out to be Dai Xueyi who had just been severely punished by Lu Yong.
The other party had obviously seen He Pingan and the others. Liu Ding's eyes stayed on He Pingan for three full breaths before moving away.
When Dai Xueyi saw Lu Yong, he was extremely jealous when the so-called enemies met. There was a hint of a sinister smile on his swollen face, but he did not come over to say anything harsh. Instead, he lowered his head and whispered something in Liu Ding's ear.
"Haha, we really are not a family. We won't enter the same house."
He Ping'an sneered: "They're all the same."
Following the gazes of He Ping'an and Lu Yong, Lu Wei saw Liu Ding and others at a glance, and asked, "Brother He has a grudge against them?"
"It's not really a grudge, it's just a few dogs barking."
He Ping'an said lightly, he didn't pay attention to these two people at all.
Otherwise, he would not have called Lu Yong away at the Jiangzhou Guild Hall just now.
Half an hour later...
A first-grade Confucianism cultivator, Zizhu layman arrived belatedly and appeared on the small building.
There were two people standing on each side, a woman in a yellow skirt, and a young Confucian scholar with extraordinary bearing.
He Ping'an was struck by the thought that this Confucian scholar was actually Wang Yifang.
What is he doing here?
"I've kept you waiting for so long..."
Zizhu layman first spoke passionately, and then said: "Originally, the poetry meeting should have been held long ago, but unfortunately it has been postponed until now because the examination list was not released."
This poetry meeting is originally to select young talents from Daxuan, so the poetry meeting is usually held after the results are released.
But the time cannot be too far off, because Daxuan has always had a tradition of catching a son-in-law who is under the official list.
As time passed, all the outstanding young talents were captured, and there was no need to hold this poetry meeting.
"The release of the list has been delayed for so long. Could something have happened?"
Everyone was talking about it, and many Confucian scholars looked worried. After all, if they were disqualified from the exam due to fraud, it would be a waste of their time this year.
Zizhu layman raised his hands and pressed them lightly. The audience suddenly became quiet. Then he slowly said: "However, I have received the news. The list will be announced soon. Please wait a moment."
...
At this time, in the Gongyuan, more than ten examiners were surrounding two articles, arguing with faces red in the face.
At this time, the candidates who are eligible to be on the red list have already filled in their names, but only the top two have not been determined. ,
"Oh, my lords, it's been an hour since the announcement of the results, and you haven't discussed it yet."
"The Chief Assistant just sent a message, asking why the list hasn't come out yet."
An official in charge of releasing the results ran in with a bang, urging him, his face full of anxiety.
Hearing his urging, the examiners' voices suddenly stopped. The first assistant asked, but the top two have not yet decided how to release the results.
"It's better than this..."
One examiner said this, which immediately attracted unanimous approval from all the examiners.
Not long after, outside the Gongyuan, various guild halls, and in the Zizhu Garden, there were waves of shouting: "The results are released!"
Everyone's eyes immediately turned to the bronze mirror, and the picture on it gradually became clearer, and a personal name was slowly revealed.
"Haha, I hit!"
A slightly fat Confucian scholar saw a name on the bronze mirror and suddenly smiled, laughing loudly and looking crazy.
Han Chuang studied hard for more than ten years, just waiting for the title of gold medal.
The same scene was happening all over Xuanyang City.
This slightly fat Confucian scholar is actually relatively reserved. Some of the candidates who passed the exam behaved crazily, laughed crazily, and even fainted suddenly. This was even more exaggerated than Fan Jin who passed the exam in the nine-year compulsory textbook.
However, in Zizhuyuan, there are either people with good connections or people who are 80 to 90% sure, so they don't act like that crazy.
"Haha, I got hit too!"
A burst of laughter came, and He Pingan and others looked around, only to find that it was Dai Xueyi.
"It's totally unreasonable that this guy can get hit..."
He Ping'an smiled and shook his head, but he also knew that sometimes character had little to do with talent and intelligence, otherwise there wouldn't be so many corrupt officials.
"Missed again..."
Lu Yong scanned the list several times, but didn't find his name, and couldn't help but feel a bit bitter in his mouth.
Although he had failed the exam several times, this time, he was confident and felt that he would definitely pass the exam, but unfortunately he still failed.
"This young student is ashamed of Master He's cultivation..."
Lu Yong bowed his head to He Ping'an beside him. It seemed that he had no strength left in his body.
He could feel that He Pingan valued him very much, but unfortunately, he let him down again.
"Lu Yong, do you still remember what you said that day?"
"I want to make this day..."
At this moment, He Ping'an's voice reached his ears, making him tremble.
"Sir, stop talking..."
He Pingan's words made Lu Yong feel ashamed, his face was burning, especially in front of so many people, he always wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in.
"Okay, I won't say any more. Take a closer look at the list. Is there anything weird?"
He Ping'an's words suddenly made Lu Yong wake up. He looked at the list intently, and found a scene that surprised him.
