The hour had passed, and the sunlight shining through the gate had only fallen in a small place.

When the bright place was obscured by a figure, a joyful annunciation was heard.

"Good news Guangdong Lianzhou master, Zhang Zhen Yishan, the 359th tribute of the high school Wuwu branch examination, the saint of the Jinluan Palace!"

Brush......

While the thirty-eight people in the lobby were lost, they all looked in the direction of Zhang Yishan, their eyes showing envy.

Gongshi, the fame pursued by the world's scholars, now falls on the head of this inconspicuous person in western Guangdong, how not to make them feel envious, and how not to make them jealous?

But when I saw Zhang Yishan, who was over thirty years old, two lines of tears flowed from his eyes, and the whole person was stunned.

"Dare to ask, but Master Zhang Yishan?"

The official who announced the good news saw that no one responded, but he also noticed the person sitting at the table and chair in the distance, and asked seriously. It's not the first time he's reported good news, so he naturally knows that those who win the list will have some abnormal behavior, and this reaction is definitely good, and there are many people who go crazy on the spot.

"Yes, he is Master Zhang Yishan!"

"Brother Zhang, it's really a blockbuster!"

"Brother Yishan, congratulations, get up and receive the good news!"

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Although everyone was a little disappointed in their hearts, they also enthusiastically pointed to Zhang Yichu over there, and some people were worried that his legs were already weak, and they stepped forward to help him up.

Everyone can also see that they are already at a disadvantage in Guangdong, and few people can really get into the Jinshi. Now that the thirty-nine people can have one more jinshi, then in the officialdom, there will be one more to take care of.

It is precisely like this, after the loss, I am also sincerely happy for Zhang Yishan.

At the moment when Zhang Yishan received the good news, he suddenly knelt on the ground and cried bitterly, kowtowed to the south and said: "Mother, I am in, I am in the Jinshi, you can finally enter the ancestral hall, woo woo......"

Everyone watched him knock on the floor, and the sound of the floor was very terrible, so they stepped forward to support him and persuaded: "Don't do this! Your mother knows, your mother will be happy for you! ”

But everyone didn't expect that at such a happy moment, he was thinking of his mother, which was really a filial son.

Zhang Yishan was helped up by everyone, but he couldn't stop crying.

Originally, he didn't dare to expect Jinshi, but for this long-cherished wish, in order for his concubine to be able to enter the ancestral hall of the Zhang family, he also gritted his teeth and insisted on coming.

But he never expected that he really went to high school, and he became a tribute of the Ming Dynasty from 4,500 people.

Zhang Yishan had tears in his eyes, slowly unfolded the good news, and looked at it seriously, but suddenly he was stunned.

Three hundred and fifty-nine?

Many people also saw the good news, and immediately looked at each other.

But they haven't forgotten that this time, the Ministry of Rites obviously announced that Enke would admit 300 tributes this time before the examination, but why did they run out of the 359th place now?

In fact, when the good news was announced, some people were already aware of the strangeness, but they thought that the official who reported the good news was wrong. But now the good news is written like this, which makes things suddenly weird.

"I don't know the little one, but the good news is absolutely right, I'll leave first!"

The official who took the money shook his head and left in a hurry. But don't blame him for not being in a hurry, as long as he sends one more good news today, he will get a lot of more silver taels.

Especially the further they go, the more money they get, how can this not make them not work hard?

"Will it ...... Where did you get it wrong? Some people looked away from the good news and muttered.

Zhang Yishan, who was holding the good news, looked at the "three hundred and forty-nine" on the good news, and he couldn't care about being happy, and his heart was also furious, worried that this would be a joy and a void.

Shopkeeper Chen found that Lin Haoran's eyes were looking at him, and he was also a clever person, so he immediately bowed his hand to everyone and said, "I'll send someone to inquire!" Then he called the most clever fellow, Monkey, and told him to go out and inquire what was going on.

Not long after the monkey went out, a horse's cry came from afar, and another wave of good news appeared in front of the door.

"Good news, Lord Guangzhou, Guangdong, Yang Zhen Futian, the 348th Gongshi in the Wuwu Branch of High School, the Holy of Jinluan Palace!"

This time, it turned out to be the good news of Yang Futian, who was still ranked outside the 300th place.

Yang Futian was naturally very happy, but he spread out the good news that really said "348th", but his heart was also hairy, and he was afraid that it would be a joy and an empty one.

"Good news Guangdong Gaozhou master, Chen Qingshu, the 326th tribute in the high school Wuwu branch examination, the saint of the Jinluan Palace!"

"Good news Guangdong Huizhou master, Li Zhenwenjie, the 322nd tribute in the high school Wuwu Science and Technology Examination, the saint above the Jinluan Palace!"

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The two good news were sent to the Chaozhou Hall almost at the same time, which made everyone happy at the same time, but also a little hairy in their hearts.

Thirty-nine of them went to the exam this time, and it was originally expected that four of them would win the Jinshi, but now the list has not yet reached the third hundredth, but four tributes have already appeared.

The question is also around, the Ministry of Rites clearly announced three hundred, do these tributes who are three hundred miles away really count?

"I don't believe that these people dare to tease us like this, no matter, shopkeeper Chen, let people set off fireworks to celebrate!" After the team of the good news left, Lin Haoran made a decision in his heart, and clapped hatefully at the shopkeeper Chen.

Yang Futian immediately echoed: "His grandmother's, set off fireworks to celebrate, I really want to be embarrassed, I admit it!" ”

Shopkeeper Chen nodded busily, and beckoned a few guys to carry the fireworks to the courtyard, celebrating that there were tributes in the guild hall, so that the people nearby would know about it.

Bang!

A string of fireworks soared into the sky and dispersed in mid-air.

In front of the Jiangxi Hall, a group of people are in full swing to build a high platform, striving to complete it before the end of the list.

It's just that the project is not going well, and the aisle left is still a little narrow, and the official messenger of the annunciation will pass by every time, daring to roll everything on this narrow road.

These good news officials have the emperor's order, and they are racing against time to grab money. If you dare to block them, they will dare to show their knives, so the busy workers in the aisle will avoid the sound of horses' hooves every time they hear them.

Since this was an alley, the Annunciation team had to return the same way, which seriously affected their work.

"These Cantonese guys are really shit lucky!"

Yan Donghai was also concerned about the progress of the project, watching another wave of good news teams pass in front of the hall, and gritted his teeth in the direction of the Chaozhou hall.

The annunciation team has reported from the 360th to the 300th, and this unexpected thing has also been answered, and it has quickly spread throughout the capital.