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

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Liu Ji still didn't think much, he shook his head bitterly.

"so what?"

"Thousands of students are all talented people. Look at Qi Yuanruo, Su Zizhan, and Zeng Zigu on the list..."

"It can only be said that my luck is not as good as others, and my knowledge is not as good as others."

"I have to work harder in the coming year!"

Liu Fengshan frowned.

I feel that there is nothing wrong with Liu Ji's words.

But he couldn't tell why, but he still murmured inwardly.

At this time, another person next to him was puzzled and said, "Bo Shou, even if what you said is reasonable."

"But look at the imperial list—"

"I missed one person in my college!"

"Of course I don't doubt the talents of people like Qi Yuanruo and Zeng Zigu."

"But the hundreds of us... wouldn't be wiped out like this?"

Liu Ji was taken aback.

He quickly turned around and went to look at the imperial list again.

Liu Fengshan seemed to have finally realized something.

"You mean..."

"There may be problems with this scientific examination?"

The man shrank his neck.

"That's not what I meant."

"It's just weird."

"It stands to reason that today's officials are virtuous, and the leader of the literary world, Mr. Ouyang, presided over this exam."

"There are also people like Mr. Han Jiang and Mei Longtu."

"It is natural and fair to obtain a scholar through the scientific examination."

"but……"

Obviously, like Liu Fengshan, he was muttering from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't explain why.

This is actually quite normal.

The system of the Song Dynasty——

Ouyang Xiu, Mei Zhi, Han Jiang and the gang of examiners.

Not only do they need to be locked in the Imperial College before the big exam, but they also have to be locked up until the exam papers are approved and the imperial list is posted before they can show up.

This means.

Ouyang Xiu's grading standards for this year, at least at this time, it is impossible to leak the slightest word.

But having said that, robbery.

There is no impenetrable wall in the world.

Moreover, among the examiners, there were originally officials from the Imperial Academy.

So no surprises.

That night, the standards for this year's scientific examination and selection of scholars quickly spread throughout Bianjing.

this night.

The students of Tai Academy... all exploded.

Countless Taixue and Xikun students all over the world... also exploded.

Chapter 173 Magnificent spirit, the pillar of the country

In Caiwei Xiaozhuli, there are singing and dancing, and the lights are bright.

Now that the news has been released, Qi Heng will host a banquet for all Jinshi on the list tonight, and most of the new Jinshi will come here this night.

Even a rigid person like Sheng Changbai who has no feeling for brothels on weekdays will not be absent without reason.

It's not just about giving Qi Yuanruo face.

What's more, all Jinshi are very clear that in the future, they must make friends in the same year in the officialdom. Even if they don't talk about establishing a deep friendship, they must at least get acquainted with each other.

Networking is a power in itself.

After the big exam, they are no longer free-wheeling students, they must adapt to their new identities as soon as possible.

——The official of the imperial court.

——A Jinshi who is serious about the Eight Classics.

So to a certain extent, the banquet tonight is not only their hysterical celebration of high school, but also a part of their life when they bid farewell to their youth and frivolity.

Everyone is immersed in this drunken dream.

From the hall in the front yard to the elegant room in the back yard, there are singing and dancing everywhere, and there is noise everywhere.

Some embrace left and right, forgetting about it.

Some are romantic and talkative.

Some recite poems and compose Fu, which are unrestrained.

It is really indescribable spirit, inexhaustible romance.

As for the girls under Zhang Haohao's hands, they put out all their strengths, and showed off eighteen kinds of martial arts one by one, just hoping to show their lives in front of these new scholars.

They all know that too.

These young people tonight must be court officials in the future. If they really fall into someone's favor and willingly redeem their bodies, it will be their lifetime luck.

then.

Lang is interested, concubine is affectionate, and the whole small building is full of laughter and laughter.

Three rounds of wine.

Qi Heng managed to deal with all the Jinshi of the same year who came up to toast. He just sat down when Su Shi, Zeng Gong and others not far away shouted at him——

"Yuan Ruo come quickly!"

"We're just about to start a new round of alcohol restrictions, so we'll be waiting for you!"

There were many tricks in the drinking orders in the Song Dynasty.

There are similar idioms of later generations Solitaire.

There is also an endorsement similar to the contest between Fan Lou and Zeng Gong.

There are also ways of throwing pots, archery, etc., and so on.

The simplest and most popular among them is guessing.

The so-called 577 guessing pieces refers to guessing the number of melon seeds, or the black and white of Go, or the number of lotus seeds, and eventually evolved into the common fifteen or twenty in later generations.

If this was normal, Qi Heng would naturally not be afraid of them.

But he just drank an unknown number of glasses of wine, and he was really scared.

He shook his head again and again.

"Don't go."

"I can't drink anymore."

"You fight first, let me rest for a while."

A group of people burst into laughter.

But they have also seen that since the banquet started, there have been almost no interruptions in the number of people coming to Qi Heng to drink and toast, so they can understand.

"OK then."

"You rest quickly, we are waiting for you!"

Qi Heng waved his hands casually, his whole body was completely relaxed, and he was finally able to take a few breaths.

At this moment.

Zhang Haohao, who had been by his side from the beginning to the end, also lay quietly on top of him.

Nephrite is in her arms.

The faint fragrance and the soft and boneless body made Qi Heng slightly in a trance.

Think of Minglan.

He felt that he had fallen, and almost stepped into the ranks of scumbags with one foot.

"Son."

"What do you think the slave will do in the future?"

Amidst the noise, Zhang Haohao suddenly leaned into his ear, exhaling like blue.