ask sword 2

Chapter 65 Ranking
"Leon?"

To the south of Daming Palace, Changle Square, the most famous and highest-ranking restaurant in Chang'an, the Red House of Anguo Temple.

You can see the starry sky, the palace and the top floor of Chang'an City, which is covered by the whole floor.

The materials of the roof fence, floor, and walls are all white sandalwood produced in the island country south of Tianzhu, and transported by the fleet across the treacherous ocean.

This kind of white sandalwood has fine texture, and the smell of oil contained in it is fragrant, which can prevent insects and preservatives.

And on the bases of the four-sided fence animal head statues, there is a windbreaker talisman on each side—this talisman written by the monk in the cloud patrolling realm can isolate the wind.

Let the distinguished guests on the top floor of the red building not be blown by the cold night wind when watching the night view.

Tonight, the top floor of the red building was packed by a group of noble teenagers.

"Lee Ang."

Qiu Jinghuan, the eldest son of Qiu Wenhan's family, the minister of officials, turned the jade glass in his hand and said to his companions, "I remember, there is no such name in the imperial family, right?"

"No, I've asked someone, and it's a little doctor from Kuangzhou."

The six sons of the Shizhong family were saved from the door and smiled casually: "It's a pity. If he is really an official family, it will be easier."

The Wuling teenagers from noble backgrounds are light-hearted, uninhibited, and widely socialized, but this does not mean that they have a good temper.

"He has treated military horses in Kuangzhou, so he can easily call the jujube red horse during the day. Shiro, you are considered to be placed by him."

A noble young man said in a deep voice, and everyone's eyes turned to the middle of the banquet, the Pei family Shiro Pei Jing, who was indifferent and calm, leaning against the window and drinking silently.

Qiu Jinghuan frowned and said, "Although he is not a son of an official, he can't handle it in our way. But Shiro was swayed, and there is no reason why he should not pay the bill."

"Need not."

Pei Jing took a sip of wine and said calmly, "During the exams at the Academy, don't make trouble.

What's more, at that time, I also played with my mind and tried to attract the horses with the method taught by my horse shepherd.
Only the means are not as good as his. "

"But."

The noble boy still wanted to argue, but Pei Jing glanced at him lightly, and the latter closed his mouth immediately.

"Look, take the long view."

Pei Jing jumped off the edge of the window and said casually: "The Zeal of Gentlemen, he will be killed for the fifth generation.

In a noble family, only the eldest son can inherit the title of his father, and other children must find a way out.

We have both the eldest son and the second son.

But even the eldest son of the noble family, after inheriting the title, most of them are mediocre and unable to keep the family. In these years, in order to barely maintain the noble appearance, are there still few noble children who have to sell their real estate?

Only by entering the school can you have a future.

Otherwise, the wealth and romance in front of you will be fleeting. "

He glanced at the companions present and said calmly: "And if you want to enter the school palace, you can't play your temper and show off your cleverness like before."

"I know Shiro."

A group of noble youths honestly accepted Pei Jing's teachings,

Qiu Jinghuan smacked his mouth and said, "Sirō, you will definitely be admitted to the Academy, didn't that Xi Yangyu, who was newly promoted to the Academy, said that? Shiro, you have an excellent spiritual talent.

In addition to the compulsory subjects, in today's daytime preliminary exam, I also participated in non-compulsory subjects such as arithmetic, Yuli, national history, phonology, Danqing, military strikes, chess, engineering, etc.
Every subject is outstanding, comparable to Su Zi 200 years ago.

The first one in the first test, the second test and even the third test is yours. "

Speaking of this, Pei Jing's face finally showed a faint smile, "Isn't the first one supposed to be?"

His father was Shangshu Zuopushe, the prime minister of a country,
The mother is the direct daughter of a thousand-year-old family.

For Pei Jing, praise and admiration from others is like a natural thing.

As it should be.

clang clang-

24 bells rang throughout the city, and only a "boom" was heard, and the wooden door on the top floor was pushed open heavily.

"Shiro!"

The breathless noble boy who ran all the way upstairs shouted: "Results! The results of the first exam of the school have been posted on the Vermillion Bird Gate!"

"So fast?"

Pei Jing raised her eyebrows in surprise and turned her head to look at the Chang'an night scene outside the railings - many carriages were driving out of the market and hurried to Suzaku Gate,
Obviously, they were the first to receive the news and to see the results of the preliminary test.

"Let's go too."

Pei Jing walked in the forefront first, got down from the red building, and rode up the famous horse of Kang Guo, and ran to the Suzaku gate.

The farther you go to the Suzaku Gate, the more carriages there are.

Pei Jing jumped off the horse, threw the reins to a guard, and squeezed into the crowd with her companions.

Candidates, family members, and idlers watching the fun all blocked the Suzaku Gate at night.

Fortunately, the fox fur and white robe that Pei Jing was wearing, as well as the companions and guards that followed, showed the identity of a noble boy, and successfully squeezed into the front row of the crowd.

The list of 5000 people was pasted on eight billboards, arranged from top to bottom.

Many students lie in front of the signboard, struggling to find their place of origin and name.
People keep finding their names, hugging and laughing with friends, and even crying with joy,

Some people, after repeatedly searching for the list, pushed others away in despair and walked to the roadside alone in silence.

Joy and sadness, pride and disappointment, are all born from a list.

Pei Jing directly skipped the last seven signs and only looked at the first half of the first one.

"Name, Luo Zhiyuan of Jizhou, the first class of scriptures, the second class of poems, the second class of policy questions, the second class of riding and shooting"

"Nine No.40 winners, Yuxuefeng in Kuangzhou, the first class of scriptures, the first class of poems, and the first class of policy questions"

Pei Jing quickly browsed through the top rankings, and the shouts of her companions kept ringing in her ears.

"Found it! Chang'an Qiu Jinghuan! Ranked 510! Brother Jinghuan, congratulations!"

"Haha, the same joy."

Qiu Jinghuan bowed his hands to his friends proudly, but when he turned around, he saw that Pei Jing frowned deeply, squinting at the list.

Qiu Jinghuan followed Pei Jing's gaze, and saw that Pei Jing's name was written with a cinnabar pen in the front row of the list.

Chang'an Pei Jing, the first class of scriptures, the first class of poetry, the first class of policy questions, the first class of cavalry and archery, and the subjects such as arithmetic, Yu law, national history, phonology, etc., are all under class A or class A.

Thirteen Class A and so on!
Such a comprehensive score is extremely rare even in the history of the Academy - to be able to cover a wide range of subjects and study deeply at a young age requires not only outstanding talent, but also excellent and rigorous tutoring.

However.
"Changan Pei Jing, third."

Pei Jing's voice was still calm. Only friends like Qiu Jinghuan who had been with each other since childhood could hear the subtle emotional fluctuations in the flat voice.

"First, Youzhou, He Fanshuang."

Under the cold moonlight, Pei Jing, who was wearing a fox fur and white robe, looked at the two names that were pressing above her, her eyes were deep, and she muttered to herself,

"Second, Kuangzhou, Li Ang."

(End of this chapter)