Chapter 84: Lucked by shit
The word "Ding Chou" on the red paper was like two loud slaps in the face, hitting the experienced uncle and others who were surrounding Zhu Pingan with his mouth open and his mouth closed. face.
Pa.Pa.
With echoes
Uncle Zhu Shouren twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the list blankly. He could not take his eyes back for a long time, as if he insisted on putting Ding Only when the word "ugly" is regarded as other words can it be considered complete.
The other students and scholars were all like Uncle Zhu Shouren, and they were all shocked by the word "Ding Chou".
"Ahem, cough, cough, I'm afraid there is something wrong with the list."< br>
A failed student looked back from the first-class list, with red eyes, muttering 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.
“Perhaps the marking was wrong during the marking.”
Another student who could not 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 does not read the original paper, but is copied by a clerk from another county with a red pen and vermilion. It has been checked by several people and there will 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 don't think it is Zhu Pingan's strength at all, they just attribute it to other reasons. Finally, after everyone had a lively and active discussion, they all came up with one reason why Zhu Ping'an 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!
Thus, in addition to being bitten by a snake and hearing the cry of a bird, a rice bucket, and a poor man in the woodshed, Zhu Pingan was also given the title of a boy with bad luck.
The six people who were on the second list were okay. The other people 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 misfortune of 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 be ranked in the first grade. What a blessing. It's a joke, but luck can be overwhelming, so I don't need to worry too much, 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 at their bad luck. He couldn't help but face the backs of everyone, and slowly stretched out his right hand, as if thinking To stop everyone.
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, making an iconic vertical gesture that is popular in modern times but unknown in ancient times. Middle finger action.
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 a joking tone.
Zhu Pingan thanked them one by one, as if he didn't hear their banter.
True gold is not afraid of fire. Zhu Ping'an 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 then.
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."
"Is he really feeling guilty? I'm afraid it's some evil, maybe he's doing some good to the county magistrate."
“Hush, Brother Wang, be careful, this poor guy What kind of money can a foodie who lives in a woodshed have with the County Master? The County Master is famous for his uprightness in the county. He, this exam is just bad luck. Just look at it. The exam will be held tomorrow. Beat him back to his original form"
"Oh, yes, hahaha, how can shit last forever? Let's see how he fares in the exam."
The atmosphere in the lobby became lively. The students and scholars who stayed here were either children like Zhu Shouren. , or this exam The people who were on the list in high school drank some water and wine and were in high spirits. I don’t know who suggested that we imitate the people who opened the handicap in front of the list. Let’s also open a handicap and bet on the lottery. Let’s try to see the woodshed that was bitten by a snake and heard the singing of birds. Can the shitty boy make it to the next high school rankings?
I'll bet him a hundred cents that he won't win.
I put out a tael of silver and bet that he would not win
In the end, the handicap could no longer be opened. The students and scholars in the entire inn lobby placed bets one after another, but they were all betting that Zhu Ping'an would not win.
So, everyone looked at each other and smiled, as if heroes had the same vision, tacitly toasted to each other from a distance, and drank together.
Zhu Pingan, who returned to the room, 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 previous cases, and faced the sunlight shining through the window. , looked at it with relish.
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 reviewing legal cases, Zhu Ping'an laughed at Comrade Lao Zhu's good intentions. Dreams are full, but reality is skinny. If Lao Zhu knew what he was doing, he would choose If most of them are bookworms, they will definitely burst into tears when they dream about it at midnight. (End of this chapter)