Song Menghua: At the beginning, ask to marry Sheng Minglan

Qi Heng also smiled and said, "That's right."

"You think my goal is just not to fail?"

"Second uncle, do you still remember?"

"You told me at the beginning that you don't want me to count on the champion."

"You said... Do I dare to think about the name of the number one scholar now?"

Gu Tingye was struck by lightning.

He also quickly remembered that last year he and Zhuang Xueyuan said that Qi Heng was born in a powerful family, and he was afraid that the officials in the court would not be able to choose him as the number one scholar.

But now-

Never mind the relationship between the chief examiner Ouyang Xiu and him.

No matter who the chief examiner is, as long as his knowledge is there, who would dare to intentionally depose him?

"Good boy!"

"Then the second uncle is waiting for your title of No. [-] scholar!"

Qi Heng also replied to him.

"You too, no matter what you can't fail."

Gu Tingye raised his eyebrows.

"Don't worry, since you have cleared the obstacles for Second Uncle, it would be too shameful for Second Uncle not to be able to go to high school."

In the past few months, he really studied hard, and he hardly saw Qi Heng a few times.

Qi Heng also had great confidence in him.

"All right."

"You can talk about it another day."

"There are still many places to run today, but time is tight."

Princess Pingning on the side was a little impatient.

Gu Tingye cupped his hands and smiled, and wanted to leave.

Qi Heng was puzzled.

"What do you mean by more places?"

Princess Pingning is like a treasure.

"Let's go to Daxiangguo Temple."

"The Taoist Lord will also worship there, and there is a Erxianggong Temple outside the city. I heard that it is also very effective."

"also……"

Qi Heng was dumbfounded.

"Mother, are you kidding me?"

"Are you really planning to worship all the gods and Buddhas in the sky?"

"You said it earlier."

The princess was a little dissatisfied.

"What's the difference if I say it sooner or later?"

Gu Tingye, who hadn't left yet, laughed.

He is the same generation as Princess Ning, and coupled with his relationship with Qi Heng, he doesn't pay much attention to what he says.

"Yuan Ruo means—"

"If you had told him earlier, he would not have come out with you."

"He's... the guy who was led by the sixth girl of the Sheng family recently is also lazy."

Six girls!

Upon hearing about this concubine, Princess Pingning's face suddenly turned bad.

"Come on!"

"Not one can fall!"

Qi Heng glanced at Gu Tingye angrily, and quickly turned around to catch up with her old man.

But when he thought that he might spend today in various temples and Taoist temples, he was really not reconciled.

He tried hard to persuade.

"Mother."

"Of course I know that you are worried about neglecting any gods, so you have to worship none of them."

"But have you thought about it?"

"In case the gods are jealous, see that you have worshiped the Buddha and the Taoist Lord."

"Any one is not happy, and I will lose my name?"

Hearing this, the princess suddenly changed color.

"Bah, bah, don't talk nonsense!"

"With the blessings of so many gods, my Yuan Ruo must be the No. [-] Scholar in the future."

"Don't even think about going anywhere today, follow me honestly!"

……

Complaints belong to complaints, complaints are complaints, and there must be no less gods from all walks of life who should be worshipped.

Arrived at Daxiangguo Temple.

Seeing that the princess offered incense, donated incense money, and prayed in an orderly manner, Qi Heng knew that he couldn't persuade her, so he simply let her go.

There is no way.

The fireworks surrounding the Daxiong Palace are really choking.

Unexpectedly.

He didn't stand outside for long, when he suddenly saw four young men coming out of the side hall.

Isn't the leader Zeng Gong Zeng Zigu?

Qi Heng couldn't help laughing. It seemed that not only the Tai students were nervous, but even people like Zeng Gong and Su Shi were extremely nervous when facing the big exam.

With their knowledge...they also came to burn incense.

"here!"

Qi Heng stretched out his hand to say hello.

Only then did Zeng Gong and Su Shi look up and see him.

They all seemed a little sullen, and strided over, but they smiled with great difficulty, and no one said a word.

This made Qi Heng very curious...

"what happened?"

"It's like eggplants beaten by frost."

"Is it the Buddha who said not to let you go to high school?"

With these words, the expressions of Zeng Gong and the others undoubtedly became even uglier.

They all stare angrily, dare not speak out.

Later Zeng Bu silently handed out the bamboo stick in his hand and handed it to Qi Heng.

Qi Heng glanced at it, it said——

"The yellow umbrella pavilion is approaching with thousands of battles, and the red sky is faintly singing the phoenix sheath."

It turned out that they went to ask for a signature.

But looking at Zeng Bu's signature, it seems that there is no problem?

He looked at the bamboo stick in Zeng Gong's hand again.

"New news has been obtained, and it is said that Lu occupies the exclusive class."

Look at Su Shi and Su Zhe again.

"Born into the world of Yao and Shun, good wind depends on strength."

"You can win the king of flowers with one throw, and the spring breeze will be fragrant."

No problem, just from the literal meaning, it should be signed.

Qi Heng asked doubtfully, "Isn't the lottery you asked for good luck?"

"What are you so depressed about?"

Zeng Gong sighed.

"You don't know how to sign."

Su Shi then smiled wryly.

"At first we also thought it was quite good, and then we gave it to the monk in the side hall to release the lottery..."

"He didn't say a word, he just raised a finger."

Su Zhe looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Unexpectedly, among the four of us, only one of us can get on the list in this big exam."

"Why do you say we are depressed?"

Only then did Qi Heng realize that it was the professionals who hit them.

In other words, they have studied hard for ten years, and all of them have amazing knowledge, which is no more than a finger of a great monk who recites scriptures and Buddha.