Chapter 71: Song
"The results of this year's re-examination have come out."
Late at night, Chang'an Imperial City, Honglu Temple.
The tall teacher walked into the hall with a thick stack of paper and smiled.
"The results are counted?"
In the hall, the school teachers who had been correcting the test papers for a whole afternoon were yawning and drinking, suddenly became energetic and stood up and asked, "How many people are qualified?"
"One thousand seven hundred people."
The senior teacher put the paper with the scores of the candidates on the table and said casually: "There are 800 people who have successfully destroyed the test papers to the level we had stipulated in advance."
A teacher tweeted, "Eight hundred people? It's slightly less than expected."
"After all, it is paper made of fourth-class demon leather."
The tall teacher waved his hand casually and suddenly said to his colleagues with a mysterious look on his face: "By the way, guess what is the highest score in the re-examination this year?"
“The highest score…”
The teachers pondered, "It's not two hundred and eighty, right?"
The full score of the Academy's re-examination test paper is 300 points, and the scores are different between different questions.
The scores for the famous sayings of various philosophers are relatively low, while the scores for questions that test Yulu and moral concepts are relatively high.
"No,"
The tall teacher shook his head mysteriously, and when his colleagues all cast contemptuous eyes, he smiled and announced the answer, "Full marks."
“Full marks?”
Other teachers were shocked and said, "Is there a question wrong?"
"One question is not wrong."
The tall teacher smacked his lips and said, "And that student in Yangzhou named Li Ang also handed in advance..."
"Li Ang... I have an impression that he is the second place in the first exam, right? Dr. Chao Wenyuan almost praised him some time ago. If he hadn't been afraid of the bad influence, he would probably have to block his house and accept him as his disciple in advance."
"Haha, I remember too. When he was taking the imperial examination in the first exam, he was dragged by a horse to pass the finish line and even took the first class."
"Speaking of this, the first-place student in the first exam seems to be...He Fanshuang? Why do you feel like you have heard of this name?..."
The teachers chatted casually, waiting for the staff from the Ministry of Rites to come, and posted the list of statistics in various parts of Chang'an City.
"What are you talking about?"
Stepping, the sound of footsteps goes from far to near.
Xi Yangyu, wearing a robe, walked into the hall, and there were six bamboo-like three-layer food boxes floating around him,
"The dish that the cook at home just cooked. Cooked beef heads, snatched sheep, cut thorns, okra soup... Everyone eat it while it's hot."
Xi Yangyu shook his right hand, and the lid of the food box floating in the air opened automatically and gently fell on the table.
The dishes, dishes, chopsticks and spoons inside all flew out under the influence of thought power, and the whole table was filled with the blink of an eye.
"Thank you Xi Siye."
The teachers were hungry and didn't hesitate to pick up the dishes and chopsticks.
Xi Yangyu's house in Shengyefang, Chang'an is magnificent, and his food and clothing are not as luxurious as a teacher in the school, and even hired a large sum of money from a restaurant in Suzhou and Hangzhou. His annual salary is as high as 1,000 guan.
The other three Siyes in the Academy, and some respected doctors, scoffed at this.
However, among other doctors and teachers, Xi Yangyu is quite popular - after all, he invites colleagues to drink and have dinner every few days, and gives gifts every holiday.
"By the way, when it comes to re-examination..."
Xi Yangyu paused, picked up the paper that registered his grades with his right hand, raised his eyebrows, "First place, Li Ang, Yanzhou?"
"Well. That student is indeed very outstanding. I heard that he is from a medical family."
"Is it in the dynasty..."
Xi Yangyu murmured to himself, holding the paper's right hand slightly pressed, his eyes subconsciously narrowed, and a familiar, elegant man's face flashed through his mind.
A breeze inexplicably swelled in his left sleeve,
With the candlelight in the hall, you can see something twisting and winding through the cuffs.
"Xi Siye?"
The colleague's doubt sounded in his ears, and Xi Yangyu came to his senses, and the shadow under his left sleeve instantly ceased.
"What a pity, what a pity."
Xi Yangyu shook his head and put down the paper, sighing softly.
Gao Gesi Ye said in confusion: "What a pity?"
"What a pity, this student."
Xi Yangyu sighed, took out two ancient books from his arms and placed them on the table, and said lightly: "His hexagram is a sword in the skull..."
The teachers subconsciously looked at the book, but saw the cover titles of the book, "Taixu Miaolin Sutra" and "Lingbao Wisdom View of Body".
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"Drunk as a song, how much does life do!"
"You must be happy when you are in a happy life, don't let the golden cup face the moon empty!"
Yanshoufang Restaurant, from several prefectures such as Wenzhou, Xuanzhou, and Xiangzhou, are sitting in the private room on the top floor of the restaurant, holding up their wine glasses and drinking wildly.
Yang Yu recited a poem loudly, Zhai Yiming knocked on the table with his hands, Ji Linglang knocked on the bowl with chopsticks to accompany him, and Song Shaoyuan seemed to be drunk, with his eyes closed and his face flushed, leaning against the edge of the window.
‘There is a ktv flavor.’
Li Ang shook his head helplessly, hid in the corner, and continued to drink juice with Chai Cuiqiao.
I can only say that no matter how the times change, the essence of entertainment methods has not changed.
In fact, Li Ang can also understand the reason why other people are unrestrained at this moment - the re-examination of 5,000 is still half the probability.
If you can pass, then you will only be the last step away from the Academy.
If you fail to pass... all the efforts of a whole year will be wasted.
For example, some students who are close to the upper limit of admission in the academy have lost their chances in this life.
The mental pressure is so great that it is not much better than the imperial examination candidates the night before the imperial examination was released, and it is even better than that - the new Jinshi can only start with the proofreader of the Secretariat who is above the ninth rank.
After graduation, if the disciples of the school want to become an official, they can choose the starting point among the three provinces and six ministries.
For example, Cheng Juxiu mentioned that senior brother who went directly to the Prince's East Palace to serve as the assistant of the Prince's Associate of Zuo Chunfang, the fifth rank of the prince. The entire family can be hidden by it.
No matter from which angle, the nervousness, panic, expectation, and anxiety of the students present is understandable.
Dangdangdangdangdangdang!
The sound of Haotian bell rang,
A friend wearing the uniform of the Jinshi Order (a private business organization that specializes in providing services to the newly promoted Jinshi) hurriedly knocked open the door of the private room and shouted to Yang Yu: "Yang Qilang! The re-examination of the school has been released!"
The noise in the private room came to an abrupt end.
Yang Yu nervously put down the wine glass, his lips turned white,
Zhai Yiming stood up from his seat, and Song Shaoyuan also opened his eyes suddenly.
"Everyone, let's go."
Yang Yu took a deep breath, silently smoothed his flipped collar, and walked out of the restaurant.
A group of candidates followed behind, and almost at the same time, a large number of students also came out of other markets. Everyone looked at each other, silently gathered at Zhuquemen and other places.
"Young Master..."
"It's fine."
Li Ang gently patted Chai Cuiqiao's palm that subconsciously squeezed, and said lightly: "Academy, I've settled for the exam."
Chapter completed!