At the same time, the villagers working in the field also heard the sound of gongs. After being stunned, they raised their feet and ran to the Song family's field.

"The village chief, here is here, the person who announces the good news is here!"

The village chief was standing on the ridge of the Song family watching people sow the last wheat seeds. Hearing this shout, he turned around and fell from the ridge of the field.

Mr. Song next to him failed to catch him, but instead he was led by him and fell down.

The village chief got up and ran to the village full of dirt. After running for a few steps, he turned back. He ignored Mr. Song and pulled Song Si and ran away.

"Why……"

Gu Yi wanted to say that he could go back by carriage, but the village chief had already pulled Song Si out of the field.

"Old woman, hurry, hurry, hurry..."

Old Master Song also grabbed Grandma Song's arm and ran to the village.

Song Lin and Song Shu followed behind, and Xu and Liu Cuilan also followed quickly.

Gu Yi also took Song Wanyue's hand and followed everyone excitedly.

The others who helped in the field looked at each other, threw away the things in their hands, and followed them one after another.

In the blink of an eye, only a dozen servants from the Gu family were left in the field.

At the door of the Song family.

Seeing Song Sanxiao appear at the door, the leader of the yamen runner bowed to him, "Is this the home of Mr. Song Si and Song?"

Song Sanxiao nodded blankly.

"We are here to report the good news. Mr. Song passed the exam and learned about the Yuan Dynasty."

Jie Yuan!

Bang!

Song Sanxiao failed to stand firm and bumped into the gate.

“You are…”

According to records in the county government archives, Song Si is fourteen years old this year, and the men in front of him are all seventeen or eighteen years old, so it must be not Song Jieyuan.

"I, I, I..."

Song San kept circling the word "Xie Yuan" in his cerebral, and he couldn't even say anything excited. He suddenly pushed away the yamen runner away and ran wildly towards the distance with his legs lame.

All the yamen runners were confused and even forgot to beat the gong. When they were wondering what Song Sanxiao was reacting, they heard the sound of footsteps that were shaking.

Before Song Sanxiao ran out of the village, she saw Song Si who was pulled by the village chief and shouted excitedly, "Xie Yuan, Jie Yuan, Jie Yuan..."

The village chief pulled Song Si and stopped suddenly. Old Master Song and Grandma Song behind him were almost unable to stop and bump into them.

Song Sanxiaokuang ran to them and stood still, "Xie Yuan, Si'er learned about Yuan through the exam!"

The dark crowd was silent.

The village chief let go of Song Si's hand, bent down and patted the soil off on his body, and helped Song Si clean up his clothes, straightened his back, "Go!"

...

"Head, this..."

The yamen runner who was stunned at the door looked at Song Sanxiao's figure, and didn't know what to do for a moment. It was the first time they had encountered such a thing after so many years.

Before he could finish his speech, the yamen runners in the head saw a vast crowd walking towards him. The young man in the head was fourteen or fifteen years old, and even wearing coarse cloth clothes could not cover up the bookish spirit.

The yamen runners in the lead immediately realized that he was Song Si.

"Quick, beat the gong."

The sound of the gong sounded again, and the leader of the yamen runners rushed forward and bowed to Song Si, "I wonder, it's Mr. Song Si and Song."

"yes."

"Your residence was the first in the exam and learned about the Yuan Dynasty. The county magistrate asked us to report the good news."

"How many Xie Yuan will be there this year?"

The village chief pretended to be calm and stroked his beard and asked in a trembling voice.

The yamen runner looked at him strangely, "Of course there is only one."

"Then is this one in Qingping County over the years?"

"yes."

The village chief's waist was even straighter and turned around to wink at Mr. Song.

Mr. Song had not yet come to his senses from the shock of Jie Yuan in Song Sikang, and he did not react to the village chief's intention to wink.

But Grandma Song understood and greeted her warmly, "Dear officials, thank you all the way, please come and invite me at home."

The yamen runners all rode over here, but they got off the horse when they arrived at the village entrance and came over with a gong.

It is naturally not hard to work hard, but the money for the good news has not been received yet, so of course I would not leave like this.

"Thank you then."

"Please do this."

Song Sanxiao was busy leading the way.

The yamen runners dared not walk in front of Song Si, "Song Jieyuan asked first."

Song Si raised his foot and walked forward, and the yamen runners followed behind.

The villagers followed each other and followed until outside the gate of the Song family before they stood together. They all looked at the village chief excitedly.

The village chief would have been very excited. If it weren't for these people, he would have jumped up like a child.

The village chief made a gesture of silence, signaling everyone to wait outside and not to speak. He walked behind his back and walked into the yard slowly.

Song Sanxiao put the table attentively, and Song Lin and Song Shu personally poured water for several yamen operators. The yamen operators didn't know who Song Si's father was, so they stood up to thank him.

Grandma Song quickly walked into the house and took out the red envelopes she had prepared long ago and gave them to Song Si.

Song Si walked to the table and handed it to the head yamen runners, "Thank you for your hard work, take this little money to buy wine."

The moment Grandma Song took out the red envelope, the smiles on the faces of several yamen runners disappeared. In the past, the least one family gave two taels of silver. The brothers and one person could share hundreds of liters of money, but the Song family was so stingy and only gave some copper coins.

But with the red envelope in his hand, the yamen runner in the lead felt something was wrong. The red envelope had no copper coins, but it seemed like there was a piece of paper. He moved his heart and smiled immediately returned to his face. He quickly put the red envelope into his sleeves, "Thank you, Song Jieyuan, we brothers have returned to pay the job."

"Go slowly!"

The head yamen runners led their men out quickly to the entrance of the village. When they were about to leave the entrance of the village, another yamen runner couldn't help it, "Boss, how much did they give?"

The head yamen runner saw that there was no one around, and then he took out the red envelope and let the few people gathered in a circle. He slowly opened the red envelope, saw the denomination on it, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Ten taels!"

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As the yamen runners walked away, the village chief could no longer laugh. He had never been so happy for so many years as the village chief.

Everyone outside the door rushed in, almost half of the yard, saying everything was full of compliments.

"Okay, okay..."

The village chief waved his hand and signaled everyone to calm down, "I tell you, Song Gui had told me a long time ago that as long as Song Si could pass the imperial examination, he would hang the fields for free for the people in our village. You should keep your heart in your stomach."

"Very good."

Everyone cheered.

"Okay, okay, let's go back and work hard."

Everyone dispersed excitedly.

The village chief asked Mr. Song to come over with a cigarette pipe, and each person was beaten, and he took half of the bag before he calmed down his excitement.

"Song Gui, I'll do it. The total number of people in our village is less than 200 acres. Who do you plan to let the remaining 200 acres?"

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