This day is a big day for all the lifters.
Before dawn, the gate of the Gongyuan was crowded with people, and countless pairs of eager eyes looked at the door, waiting for the moment when the gate opened to open the list.
Among these people, there are students who are waiting for the results, but more are the newspapers that they rely on for a living.
Several festive teams of gongs and drums were waiting for business not far away, waiting for the newspaper to be hired.
It's a carnival feast, and it's a sure-fire business.
Those who have won the jinshi will be rewarded very generously.
Finally, the gate of the Gongyuan slowly opened, and people waited with bated breath.
A few soldiers escorted a ceremonial member out of the courtesy, and what he held in his hand was the list that everyone was looking forward to.
The subordinate who followed him took a paste bucket and brushed a few pastes on the wall where the list was posted, and the outsider carefully pasted several big red lists.
On these lists, there are dense names written in block letters.
The words of the first three are extraordinarily large, and the first place Huiyuan is written in gold powder.
For the current situation, the staff has long been accustomed to it.
He looked at the people around him with flames in their eyes, smiled, and stepped back.
As soon as he stepped into the gate of the Tribute Courtyard, he heard the sound of hula behind him, and people flocked up and squeezed below the list.
The students nervously looked for their names on the list, and the eyes of the newspapers looked at the first place Huiyuan.
"Quan Moxian!"
"Quan Moxian!"
"Quick, follow me, I know how to get to the Quan family as quickly as possible!"
Several newspapers squeezed out of the crowd, each calling a team of gongs and drums, almost running towards the address where the Quan's family was.
They are fighting over who can arrive first to get the most reward.
The rest of the newspapers left behind shook their heads and sighed, not because they didn't want to fight, but because they couldn't.
I had no choice but to focus on the name of the Jinshi below, pick the one I was familiar with and know where to live, and shout the name and leave quickly.
There is also an unwritten rule in the newspaper industry.
In addition to the first three according to their own ability, whoever shouts the name first will belong to whomever it is.
After all, there are only 200 Jinshi, and no one can get more if they repeat it, so it is better to act separately.
Perhaps, you can bump into a particularly generous one, it depends on luck.
As the newspaper continues to leave, there are students dancing in front of the list, people with excited and happy faces, but more readers are sad and crying.
This time, they didn't win, and the next time it was three years later.
How many three years are there in life?
What's more, many of them are no longer young.
Some people may never have the opportunity to fight again.
However, today, apart from licking their wounds alone, no more attention will be paid to this group of frustrated people.
Joy, glory, and celebration belong only to the victors.
In the city of Luoyang, gongs and drums are everywhere.
Outside the inns and halls, the hoarse voices of the newspapers came and went.
"Xuzhou Wan Chunhui, the second class thirty-six!"
"Suzhou Xu Changrong, second class fifteen!"
“……” The students whose names were read couldn't suppress the joy on their faces, and they got up and made a move.
Today is the day of the list, and they all get up early in the morning and gather in the inn lobby to wait for the results.
After rewarding the newspaper and money, he ordered a drink, and began to celebrate.
From a bird's-eye view of the entire Luoyang City from above, it can be seen that there are three teams of good news, rushing to the Quan family from different directions.
Two of them meet on a narrow road at the mouth of the alley and do not give way to each other.
"Congratulations to Tangzhou Quan Moxian, Master Quan!
Ranked first on the list!
” A newspaper man finally won the first place and rushed to the door of Quan's house, his voice loud and festive.
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As soon as he waved his hand, the gongs and drums behind him shook the sky, shaking the birds in the trees to spread their wings and leave.
The door of the Quan family creaked open, and Steward Liu stood behind with his hands tied.
He beckoned, and the two subordinates behind him came out with two baskets of copper coins and sprinkled them all over the sky.
The gong and drum team happily grabbed the copper coins, and at the same time, the joyful blowing sound on their lips was not delayed, and it became louder and louder.
Steward Liu put the two ingots of silver tied with red ribbons in the newspaper hand, and said with a smile: "Hard work!
” The newspaper smiled with joy, this errand was really good, these two ingots of silver are enough for him to work hard for a few months!
"Thank you for Master Quan's reward!"
He shouted in a hollow voice.
If you get the money, you naturally want to make a name for the old man.
The other two teams arrived at this time, and they were all annoyed when they saw that they had been preempted.
However, they were not idle, and they opened their throats and shouted: "Master Quan is overjoyed!"
Will be overjoyed!
” Steward Liu rewarded one person with a silver ingot, and then rewarded a few gongs and drum teams, and kept them.
This is just the beginning, there will be many people who will come to say goodbye in the future, and on the day of great joy, it is time to celebrate the good life of the world with gongs and drums.
He stood in the doorway, unaware of the moistness in his eyes. and Quan Moxian just met in Pingshui, but the more he looked at this young man, the more he admired.
He saw how many sleepless nights he had spent studying, how much loneliness he endured, how much he sighed, and how much time he had paid.
On his young shoulders, he picked up the burden of the power family.
It is conceivable that when the two had never met, this teenager had gone through many hardships to grow up to be as mature as he is now beyond his peers.
Quan Moxian can achieve such an achievement, he empathizes.
At the door of the house, it was lively and festive.
Inside, Peng Changsheng sat in front of Quan Moxian with his head bowed, and he couldn't speak: "It seems that I have no fun." ” "It's still early, don't be presumptuous."
Quan Moxian was proud and shook the fan in his hand.
He didn't like to be elegant, but since he had obtained Huiyuan, he should pretend to be an elegant and elegant scholar.
With such results, the top three can't run, which means that he has stepped into the career.
At this time, his behavior must always be in line with the mainstream.
"Brother Xian, I'll send some food."
Quan Lu's voice sounded crisply, and said: "Steward Liu said that there will be more people in a while, he has already sent people to the Zuibai Mansion to book a table, and he will call the guests to the Zuibai Mansion at noon." ” The mansion lent to the Quan family by the Chengenhou Mansion is not large, and it is inevitable that there will be some people who can't be used.
It is obviously impossible to hold a flowing water banquet here, so it is easy to go to the drunken white building to invite guests, and it seems generous.
Quan Moxian responded and said, "I'll go out and have a look, and then send someone to buy some four seasons fruits and come back."
When a guest comes, you can't just sit there. ” It stands to reason that he just ordered this kind of thing to Steward Liu.
But firstly, he did not mean to call Steward Liu as a person, and secondly, his experience also made him accustomed to doing it himself.
There is not even a scholar, a little girl, or a long-term follower, and he doesn't feel any difference when he becomes a jinshi.