Chapter 83: Drink herbal tea on the fire

In the evening, the last batch of students reluctantly handed in their papers, and one of the candidates fainted from crying on the spot.

He didn't need to wait for the day after tomorrow to make a list, he already knew that it was impossible to achieve fame with this blank volume, and the one-year cold window ended in nothing.

This is not an isolated case, a few candidates have handed in blank papers, and some candidates who have filled the test questions are also mourning. Not to mention the circle that is like a fog in the clouds, just the "one tree and a hundred gains", the ghost knows if it is the peach tree he guessed.

The exam was undoubtedly depressing, and many candidates were drunk that night, and the inn was filled with the smell of alcohol. Some of the candidates had very poor alcohol, and they cried and made trouble when they were drunk, which can be described as full of ugliness.

The second day of the exam is the marking time.

Many people are looking forward to tomorrow's list, not all of them are fresh candidates, but also some ordinary people, who are even more nervous than the candidates themselves.

After the last hemorrhage, Gaosheng Gambling House made a comeback this time, marking the corresponding odds for each candidate's college examination case.

This time, there should not be any suspense in the head of the court exam, but with the bizarre absence of the number one hit Jiang Yuebai, the nerd Lin Haoran unexpectedly fell off the second list, and Zheng Shijie, who had some advantages, was also bedridden at home, making the suspense of the head of the case confusing.

None of the 20 in the first list is sure of winning, and it seems that anyone can be the head of the case, even if the odds given by the gambling house are not very different. It is precisely in this way that the enthusiasm of this group of gamblers was ignited, and they placed bets one after another, and all kinds of gossip flew all over the sky.

It is worth mentioning that Lin Haoran, who was once the second most popular, is still in the list of bets, but the odds have doubled from the initial to one hundred to one hundred.

It's just that for the temptation of such high odds, many people are disdainful, saying that they will not bet on a loss of 10,000. In history, there has never been a case where the candidate on the B list can still counterattack and become the head of the case, and it is customary to select from the first list of the first game.

But while everyone is staring at tomorrow's list, some people are staring at a certain scholar.

Jiang Yuebai was dressed in a white satin robe, holding a painting fan, strolling down a bluestone street with the afterglow of the setting sun. Since the last time he knocked someone, he not only followed the scholar, but also brought four guards.

When passing by an inn without looking, a servant with the eyes of a roe deer and a rat quietly followed from the teahouse next to him, and he asked lightly, "What is he doing today?" ”

"Back to the young master, he has been staying in the inn honestly today, and there is no movement!" The servant replied with a smile.

Jiang Yuebai glanced towards the door, only to see the shopkeeper dialing the abacus, and then lightly ordered: "You and Ah Fu continue to star, once there is any abnormal behavior, tell me immediately!" ”

"Good!" The servant nodded in agreement, saw that no one noticed, and secretly walked to a rice noodle shop.

Jiang Yuebai had already walked past the inn, knocked the painting fan on the palm of his hand and sneered: "Stay in the inn, this nerd is honest!" ”

Although there is no evidence that Lin Haoran did the knocking stick, the other party is undoubtedly the biggest suspect. And he didn't want to experience the taste of losing, so this time he definitely wouldn't let Lin Haoran pass the college exam.

"I've already inquired that he did well in the exam this time!" The scholar said with a grin.

Jiang Yuebai opened the painting fan, but sneered again: "Don't borrow it!" But it's a pity that it's too naΓ―ve, don't you think that if you do well, you will definitely be able to pass? ”

"I think he must think so, I heard that many people were stumped by the exam questions this time, and many people didn't fill in, and the probability that he could pass was too high!" The scholar nodded, and continued to speak flatteringly.

Jiang Yuebai waved the fan slowly, and said with a smile on her face: "So what?" He may have forgotten who is in the hands of the decision, even if it seems a little unfair, but which candidate dares to help him out? ”

Song Tixue is different from the Tang prefect, he not only controls the college examination, but also controls everyone's year-end evaluation and scientific examination. Even if you pass the hospital exam, you are still subject to many restraints from him, Li Shizhen is a living example, if you really offend the school officer, then you don't have to count on the township exam next year. It is precisely like this, there is indeed no candidate who dares to offend Song Tixue.

The scholar watched a man with a gambling slip pass by, as if he suddenly remembered something, patted his forehead and said, "Childe, I almost forgot!" Shopkeeper Sun just asked me to ask you, what should I do if there are a few big orders in our gambling house today when Lin Haoran is the head of the case? Do you want to hedge? ”

"People are greedy, our gambling house raises the odds of that nerd so high, naturally some people want to bet on luck!" Jiang Yuebai waved her fan and snorted coldly with disdain.

The scholar nodded approvingly, and asked seriously, "Then how should I reply to Shopkeeper Sun?" ”

"Tell him, how can a person who doesn't even have a name on the list be at the top of the list?" Jiang Yuebai waved the fan confidently, quite in the style of Kong Ming's lupine scarf, just looking at the few people walking towards her, her brows furrowed slightly, but then she smiled coldly.

It's a strange combination, a little girl with a red face, a girl with a frosty face, and an old man who has drunk wine. Under the leadership of the little girl, she came over in a beautiful manner.

He set his eyes on Lao Dao, this Lao Dao was none other than the sloppy Taoist Wu Daoxing who chased him from Guangzhou Mansion. It's just that he suddenly disappeared inexplicably for a while, and now watching him follow behind this little girl makes him feel a little weird.

Cough!

Jiang Yuebai stood still, and when Lao Dao was about to walk past him, he coughed deliberately. He felt that this old way still had some merit, not to mention that he chased him from Guangzhou Mansion and planned to take him under his command.

A breeze blew from the street, grabbing his bangs on his forehead, and he felt a chill chill from his scalp to his toes.

"Childe, you have an uncomfortable throat?" The scholar listened to the young master's cough and did not move, and immediately stepped forward to ask with concern.

Jiang Yuebai glared at the old Dao who had gone away hatefully, and then pretended to be casual and said, "Well, go back and help me prepare herbal tea, I've been a little hot lately!" ”

"Okay!" The scholar believed it and nodded in response.

The little girl's giggling sound was heard in the distance, but it was the old man who said something that made the little girl laugh, and watching them both walk into the inn, it always felt as if their things had been stolen.

"Done?"

"Hmm!"

"Good work!"

……

A simple conversation had been blown from the inn, but it had already been blown away by him.