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Luoyang Grand Square.

The ten days passed by in a hurry.Regardless of whether they can be ranked among the best, Confucian scholars have the confidence to finish three laps.

Of course, this is inseparable from the strong support from Luoyang's merchants and rich people. They not only prepared refreshments and meals, but also invited doctors to let the Confucian scholars who were too tired from running recover their bodies. They also invited soldiers from the Huaxia Army to explain the running tricks and even Donate a very few Confucian scholars with martial arts to participate in a certain intensity of training to ensure the possibility of leading.

Because they don't know how the Lord of China's admission criteria are, no one is willing to give up this move to run the race.Everyone guessed that not only the rankings were higher, but also that some old Confucians over half a hundred years old and childish students also came to participate.

They feel that they may not be able to pass the exam, but accumulating experience is very necessary and they may be able to gain a good impression in front of Xu Ziling and Baiguan.

After the early court, hundreds of officials came to watch the soldiers of the Huaxia Army prepare the desks.

When Wang Shi Wang Tong and Wei Gong Wei Zheng entered the arena, tens of thousands of people watching cheered and applauded, and the students and Confucian scholars were also very excited.Huaxia's first class is about to start, and some of them will pass through and become the pillars of the country.Everyone naturally hopes to be themselves, but more people come to participate with the attitude of gaining experience. After all, there are thousands of Confucian scholars here, and it is impossible for all of them to enter the court as officials.

"Dangdangdang... Wang Shi Wang Tong personally raised the giant hammer and rang the tripod bell nine times to signify the start of the imperial examination.

The hearts of all the Confucian scholars jumped up, and many people were about to rush out and run around the field immediately.Of course, they knew early on that they would be the laughing stock of the world if they didn't listen to their orders and swarmed them. Huaxia Chaotang would never want such a reckless person.Sure enough, before the Huaxia Baiguan case, there was a sign for everyone, one for each person, with a number marked on it. Every time a hundred people race, they don't run in a swarm.

As usual, Wang Shi and Wang Tong said some morale-boosting words and asked the Confucian students to rest for a stick of incense to cultivate energy and store their spirits or exercise their muscles and bones.

Confucian scholars, everyone knows that at this moment all the officials in China are observing their performance, and the Confucian scholars who have not had their turn to take a seat hurriedly sit on the place set by the Huaxia Army.

"Mr. Cheng, Mr. Yang, how are you preparing?" The fat man awkwardly ran to two Confucian scholars from Yangzhou who were rushing to take the exam and asked, wiping his sweat.

"Running is not one of our strengths, but we will do our best no matter what." The handsome Mr. Cheng bowed his hands and said, "Brother Houde has taken care of you before, and Cheng and Brother Yang haven't thanked you yet!"

"You two, why are you so polite? I read the two articles. If you can pass the test of the Holy King, you will be able to skyrocket... Oh God, the Holy King is here too! And the little princess, oh, what a blessing!" the fat man He almost didn't jump up, if it wasn't for his low position, he would definitely have rushed to bow down.

"Is that girl in white the little princess of Dongming?" The handsome Mr. Cheng nodded and said in a slow voice: "Delicate and handsome, she is indeed not too old, and she is a bit weak and introverted. It is hard to imagine that she can command the navy. ever victorious...

"Ah, you are talking about Miss Chuchu... The little princess is the one who is wearing Confucian clothes like yours and talking to the holy king. Didn't you find that she looks very good in Confucian clothes? Of course, you are also pretty good in Confucian clothes, everyone. Quiet, maybe the Holy King is about to speak." The fat man kept talking, but let others listen quietly, and Xu Ziling in the distance just waved to everyone and sat down in the Huaxia Army's table, took a paper and communicated with the great Confucian king I don't know what to discuss.Fatty was slightly regretful, but when he saw that the running lap competition was about to start, he put on a big burden and said: "Should be able to run faster by changing into a strong suit, after all, it's a little inconvenient to wear a Confucian uniform!"

"No need, maybe it's against the rules to change your clothes." Young Master Yang rejected Fatty's kindness and said tactfully.

"Wait for a while and I'll help you find out some news to see if it's against the regulations." The fat man enthusiastically stuffed the baggage into the hands of the two, and then awkwardly ran to the acquaintance of the last official to inquire about the inside story.

"This guy is quite enthusiastic... Mr. Yang said with a smile.

"He's too enthusiastic to make people dizzy." Mr. Cheng had a bitter face, as if he didn't like other people's enthusiasm.

The Great Confucian Wang Tong gave another encouraging word, and then explained that as long as the Confucian scholars try their best to finish three laps and still have enough energy to hand in the sign and write their names, of course whether they pass the test depends on Mr. Xu's own assessment, even he doesn't know what the standard is.

It is definitely necessary to finish three laps, but no one does not think that the faster the better, and you must pay attention when writing the name. If you lose your strength and write like a dog crawling, then you are definitely finished.The top [-] are all Confucian scholars with the most confidence. They are the first to get their badges and can't wait to participate in the selection competition.

When a hundred Confucian scholars changed into vigorous outfits and stood at the starting point, as everyone expected, the Lord of Huaxia showed up.

He sent thirty peasants who were said to follow Confucian scholars after the first lap.Everyone understands that the number of these [-] farmers determines the result of the selection. He didn't say whether it was the [-] who lost the selection, or only the top [-] were selected, or whoever was caught up by the [-] farmers had to lose the selection. Everyone only knew one. The result is that you have to reach the finish line as quickly as possible, otherwise you will definitely be finished.

Among the Confucian scholars, some of them are martial arts, they are the children of the big family, they are dressed in vigorous clothes, and they shoot out like arrows after Wei Zheng gave orders.Several people took the lead alternately to perform lightness kung fu (for eb users, please log in to 6 to download the novel in txt format for mobile users to log in to 6), and immediately ran for more than half a circle and was far ahead of the crowd.

The Confucian scholars behind were even more anxious, but they ran as hard as they could to get a good ranking.

A few children from rich families flew like sharp arrows, and when they finished a circle, most of them only ran a small half circle.But what surprised thousands of people was when a few wealthy children crossed the finish line of the first lap, thirty peasants started to follow and run together.

It turned out that not all the Confucian scholars finished the first lap, and the [-] peasants started to follow, but they started to follow after the first Confucian scholar finished the first lap.The backward Confucian scholars and their supporters secretly cursed the children of the big families because they were too fast and in a hurry. Almost before the Confucian scholars finished half a circle, there were peasants chasing after them, which was more tragic than other groups.

The children of the rich clan were also quite astonished, but they didn't know what the consequences would be. If they let the peasants catch up with them, they would be eliminated and die unjustly.So several people ran with all their strength and continued to surpass the companions who had only run more than half of the circle and rushed to the front of the third circle to fight for No. 1. Everyone used all their skills.

Although I don't know what the result of No.1 will be, I can't go wrong entering the next round of scientific examinations.

There were two disciples from a rich family, and when all the Confucian scholars ran exhaustedly for a lap and a half, they had already rushed across the finish line by coincidence.Their families are naturally happy, but more people feel desperate. Under the circumstances, the Lord of China may suspend the selection at any time.And even if you don't stop selecting a lot of Confucian scholars, you can't beat the peasants.

Although there is still a little gap to catch up, it is only one and a half laps now.What is surprising is that Xu Ziling, the lord of China, was only talking to the great Confucian Wang Tong and did not stop the game. This gave the Confucian scholars a ray of life. As long as the peasants behind them do not catch up, there is still hope. Even if people don't risk their lives, their family members and supporters rushed to the sidelines and shouted for them to persevere...

A few backward Confucian scholars let the peasants overtake them, and they slowed down desperately, ready to give up.Huaxia's soldiers shouted loudly to signal them to continue this inexplicable hope, which surprised people a lot. Could there be other meanings?The role of those farmers is not to catch up but to have a different role?But no matter what, all the Confucian scholars are desperately chasing the leader, and the Confucian scholars are gnashing their teeth and running, hoping that they can reach the finish line in front of those farmers...

"It seems that we are not good enough." Mr. Cheng said sadly: "Even if the peasants let us do two laps, we are afraid that we will run away from them."

"Look at those who are behind and are still running. It seems that we are not chasing [-], but losing the last [-]. Maybe we..." Mr. Yang still has a little hope. The slightest hope.

Although some Confucian scholars beat the peasants, when they returned to the small case to write their names, their hands were shaking so badly that the characters they wrote were a hundred times uglier than a dog crawling.Some people even wrote a few photos that they didn't recognize their own names, and everyone was anxious to hand them in because this also determines the ranking.Some people are happy, some are annoyed, some are cheering, some are sighing, some are wanting to bang their heads against the wall, and some are going to run through the cracks in the ground... Everyone has different expressions on their faces.

But in any case, the game is finally over and we can only wait for the arrangement of fate.The Confucian scholars who finished the competition were allowed to rest for half an hour, and many Confucian scholars were given an amnesty, because now it is more difficult for them to sit upright than to see a beauty and not be tempted.

The past eight games were relatively weak compared to the last few games. Many people fell to the ground after running, and the dead dogs generally would not move.

From relatively strong peasants to ordinary people and even women.

In the seventh and eighth games, women signed up to catch up because they could earn a tael of silver.This makes the Confucian scholars feel ashamed, but there is no way they can't reject the meaning of the Lord of China. If anyone dares to speak out against it, he will be courting death!Surprisingly, these women ran no slower than Confucian scholars, making everyone laugh. When those women went back to drink water and eat big cakes, those Confucian scholars were still running around out of breath.

What makes people even more hilarious is that there are many yellow-mouthed children who easily outperformed the adults and grimaced proudly to make their families ecstatic.

A few old men with white beard and white beard fell to the end, but they managed to make it to the finish line slowly.

They knew that they would definitely not be chosen, so they might as well run slowly and persevere until the end. Of course, this also has the intention of showing Xu Ziling and Baiguan their unremitting belief.They ran together to reach the finish line and everyone cheered for them and won the respect of many people.

"What should we do?" Mr. Yang asked.

"Fight it!" Mr. Cheng took out a ribbon to tie up his sleeves and fastened the ribbon on his forehead to fix the crown; Mr. Yang also prepared for the two of them to move so that the fat man exclaimed: "You don't change your clothes? Running like this can do it ?"

"Let's run slowly and follow behind." Mr. Yang ignored the fat man and whispered to Mr. Cheng: "In the first part, we adjust our breath evenly to preserve our strength. I think all those who can't persist to the end are because they were too strong in the first part. I've run out of strength. It doesn't matter if they catch up, as long as we can persist until the end."

"I will definitely reach the finish line..." Mr. Cheng nodded firmly, but the fat man was worried for him seeing his thin and frail body.