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Chapter 64 How should the green smoke rise from the ancestral grave? (Seeking tickets for collection)

Seeing his father and mother's shocked and distorted faces, Gao Zhang smiled shyly.

"They were worried that the child would not believe it, so they made a written statement to prove that what they said was true."

In the carriage, only the rapid breathing of Huang and Gao Qiu was left.

After Gao Qiu couldn't wait to spread out the paper, he stared blankly at the content of the paper, speechless for a long time.

Huang's eyes widened to the extreme, he glanced at the written document, and then at his own son Gao Zhang who was smiling shyly.

All of a sudden, my brain became exhausted, and I kept tugging on my husband's sleeve with my hands.

"Husband, can this handwriting be fake?"

"My husband recognized Wu Zhizhong's handwriting, this document is indeed from him..."

Speaking of this, Gao Qiu wiped his face vigorously, and his eyes fell on Gao Zhang.

"Zhang'er, Wu Shangshu and Chen Shilang like the policy question you wrote down, right?"

Seeing Gao Zhang nodded obediently, Gao Qiu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"Zhang'er, you didn't lie to your mother, did you?"

Seeing his father and mother's sharp eyes like searchlights, Gao Zhang, whose scalp was numb from being watched, quickly explained.

"Mother, Hai'er is not that kind of person. It's just that, before the list is announced, no one can tell whether Hai'er has really passed the ranking."

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Even though it has been almost an hour since they returned to the mansion, the husband and wife are still in a state of inexplicable excitement.

After all, it is because since the founding of the Northern Song Dynasty, everything that has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people for so many years is inferior, and only the concept of reading is high.

In addition, the number of scholars in the Song Dynasty was countless, and every three years, there were only a few scholars who could be elected.

What's important is that his son Gao Zhang took the exam for the most noble and prominent road to success in the imperial examinations: Jinshi Ke.

Originally, the husband and wife didn't even have [-]% confidence in Gao Zhang's success, at most, it was just in case.

But now, after listening to his son's narration, he has the written evidence written by Wu Zhizhong, the famous Minister of Rites.

All of a sudden, the possibility of Gao Zhang being able to pass the Jinshi Department was raised to at least [-] to [-]%.

But the more this is the case, the more disturbing it will be, even Gao Zhang, the tender cabbage that was marinated for three days and three nights in the Guanzhong Gongyuan.

After returning home, he was still questioned by his parents in various ways, and finally saw Gao Zhang dozing off, so he reluctantly let his son go.

But the couple are still discussing excitedly that their son may become the benchmark for Lao Gao's academic success.

As for how many books Gao Zhang's child has read, this is not within the scope of their husband and wife's discussion.

It is more analyzed from the category of gods, ghosts and immortals... Just like now, after thinking hard for a long time, Huang's eyes suddenly brightened.

"Husband, tell me, will it be the ancestors who protect us Zhang'er?"

"Otherwise, he is a child who is only enlightened and does not have a famous teacher. How could he have such abilities."

As soon as this remark came out, Gao Qiu's eyes lit up immediately, and he felt that what the lady Huang said was really reasonable.

Could it be that the ancestors had spirits and used supernatural powers to turn that little baby Gao Zhang into a child prodigy.

"Husband, do you think you will..." The lady Huang's eyes rolled for a long time, and she hesitated to speak.

Gao Qiu looked at Huang with a puzzled face. "Will it be something?"

Gritting her teeth, Huang whispered in her husband Gao Qiu's ear.

"Husband, I haven't seen any good omens at home, could it be on the ancestor's side..."

Hearing his wife Huang's analysis in a softer voice, Gao Qiu's eyeballs suddenly bulged.

Glancing at his wife Huang, his eyes rolled around several times, as if, as if, maybe...

"It's not too late, I'm going to pay homage to my ancestors today."

"Okay, my concubine goes with my husband, maybe I can really see such auspicious omens as green smoke rising from the ancestral grave."

Hearing his wife's uncontrollable anticipation, Gao Qiu also nodded in agreement.

Excitedly, the husband and wife ordered the housekeeper Fu An to prepare the offerings, and then went straight out of the mansion.

As for Gao Zhang, after taking a comfortable shower, he lay down on the bed early and decided to have a good night's sleep.

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When Gao Zhang, who had recovered from his sleepiness, woke up, he inquired and found out that his father and mother had actually rushed to offer incense to the ancestors.

Faced with such feudal superstition, Gao Zhang expressed his helplessness and helplessness.

After all, this is a trend. Before science and technology are not cutting-edge and cutting-edge, the deep-rooted feudal superstition cannot be eliminated with one or two clear minds.

When it was time for dinner in the evening, I finally saw my parents covered in dust, and they returned to the mansion happily.

"Zhang'er, do you know that someone burned a piece of grass on your great-grandfather's grave?"

"???" Gao Zhang looked at the excited mother with a bewildered expression.

"Mother, isn't your expression right?"

"You child, what mother means is that the ancestral grave is emitting green smoke, which is a good omen. It seems that my son may pass the Jinshi Provincial Examination."

The relative's father, Gao Qiu, who was on the side, also seemed to be bald by the burning of his grandfather's grave. Instead of being angry, he was flattered.

"...That's right, it's really the blessings of the ancestors, who actually let our Gao family have a Wenqu star."

Gao Zhang looked at his parents who were both excited and looking forward to it, and felt really embarrassed to dismiss them as feudal superstitions, so at least he should draw a bottom line.

Besides, there is no detailed or official statement about the auspicious omens such as the smoke from the ancestral grave.

It is also not clear how the green smoke from the ancestral grave should be emitted, whether it is artificial, whether it is struck by lightning, or whether it is counted if the bird drops the cigarette butt and burns it on the grave.

Forget it, as long as they are happy, it is a good omen for the ion cannons of the starships such as Graves to shoot out blue smoke.

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Inside the tribute courtyard, a group of examiners who used to just stroll around leisurely every day have already entered the busiest working hours.

The imperial examination system in the Song Dynasty was already very strict, and the system of obfuscation and transcription was implemented.

Each answer sheet will be transcribed into a copy with a red pen by a special clerk, and then the copy will be sent to the examiner for evaluation by the primary examiner.

The second step is re-evaluation. The initial evaluation comments on the examination papers are also sealed and sent to the reviewer for further evaluation.

As for the third step, the editor will review the similarities and differences between the opinions of the preliminary examination and the reexamination. If the opinions are the same, the ranking will be determined accordingly.

If there are different opinions, the test papers should be sealed and then sent to another examiner for marking.After that, the order of coincidence of opinions is adopted...

At this moment, Chen Shilang was standing behind an examiner, stroking his long beard in silence.

The test paper in the hands of the first-time examiner came from Gao Zhang.

The first-time examiner was a little flustered because his immediate boss was standing behind him, so he looked at him hastily and wanted to write down the verdict.

As soon as he raised his hand, Chen Shilang's big hand gently pressed the shoulder of the preliminary examiner.

"Li Langzhong, this answer sheet, how do you want to rank it?"

(End of this chapter)