Zhao Yuanxun and the Zhu family had already sent people out to inquire about the news. Hearing the news about these two successful candidates, they felt extremely uneasy. Although Zhao Ruxi was in the government examination, his rankings in the college examination were both very high, within the top ten.

, it stands to reason that the provincial examination is still very reliable.

But this is the provincial examination, and many people have failed at this level. You must know that the son of Mr. Qianjie Wang, who is already in his early forties this year, finally passed the examination.

Even though Zhao Yuanxun and his wife had a double filter on their daughter, thinking that she was extremely smart. But after only studying for one year, they still couldn't imagine that Zhao Ruxi could succeed in one fell swoop, and her ranking was still very high.

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I haven't received any good news yet, and there is only one result, that is, I failed.

Mrs. Zhu said: "It doesn't matter, our sister Xi doesn't rely on studying to make a future anyway. Her painting skills are as good as those of the masters, which means she is better than many people. Jinshi are batched every three years, and there are number of champions every year. She may be as good as

We, Sister Xi, are the only painting masters who can be compared to Mr. Kumu over the years."

"That's right, that's right." Zhao Yuanxun also hurriedly added, "And it's okay if he didn't win. If he did, the child would have to work hard for the exam. It makes me feel bad when I think about it. A girl as delicate as a flower, at home.

Isn’t it good to eat, drink, and have fun? Painting is enough to make people lag behind, so why do you need to work so hard? It’s better if you don’t get the best, and you don’t get the best.”

Instead of comforting each other, the couple comforted themselves. After saying this, the sense of loss in their hearts had just dissipated a little, and the old lady at the other end sent someone to inquire again.

The two hurriedly went to the old lady's yard and told the old lady these words again.

Let's talk about Xiaole's side. After reading the list several times, he couldn't find his girl's name, and he felt no less frustrated than Zhao Yuanxun and his wife.

Not to mention that the girl didn't go to high school, so there was no hope of receiving the reward of ten taels of silver. Because of Zhao Ruxi, he got more than twenty taels of reward this year, and he could buy two or three acres of good farmland in the suburbs. He was grateful in his heart.

, even if there is no reward, I still hope that the girl will do well and be able to go to high school.

Thinking this, he sighed, stopped looking at the list, and turned to look at his friends who spent the night together last night.

I saw some people who were ecstatic and dancing, and they knew they had won at first sight; there were also some who looked as depressed as he did, but they had missed. Some were still not willing to give up, and their eyes wanted to go to the list and see their names one by one.

Look at it by name.

At this time, everything was so crowded that it was difficult for Xiao Le to even move his feet, let alone squeeze out. Moreover, it was not good news, so he was not in a hurry to go back to report it.

He patted Wu Mo, the young man from the Lu family who slept next to him last night and had the best relationship with him, and asked: "What's wrong? Your son is not on the list either?"

Wu Mo nodded, his face full of frustration.

His son had already passed the provincial examination once, but failed. The chance of passing the exam this time was quite high, and the whole family was holding on to hope. However, his name was still not on the list.

Knowing that with his young master's level, he should not be able to understand Yuan in the exam, Wu Mo still held on to his last glimmer of hope.

He said: "Not necessarily. There is still no post on the red list. Maybe my young master got into the top three, instead of failing."

Xiao Le was stunned: "What?"

He turned to look at the list, then pointed at it and said, "Isn't this the list of all the winners?"

Wu Mo looked at him like he was looking at a fool: "Your family sent you to read the list, haven't you asked about the rules for releasing the list? When the yamen servants come home to announce the good news, they report it from the end to the beginning, leaving suspense; the list is also divided into two parts.

One is the red list and the other is the white list. The white list is from the fourth to the last place. The red list will be posted later, only the top three."

He patted Xiao Le on the shoulder comfortingly: "Although the hope of getting on the red list is very slim, what if our master succeeds, right? As long as the red list is not posted, we still have hope."

"Really? That's great." Xiao Le's gloomy and depressed eyes suddenly burst out with hope, and the corners of his mouth curved, "This is my first time to see the results, and I don't even know what the provincial examination is.

There are no rules like this for public examinations or college examinations."

Wu Mo patted his shoulder, but felt more and more that Xiao Le was a fool.

I heard that there is a red list, so it worked out like this. But it is a red list, and there are only three places, and they are the three most powerful ones.

The young master of the Xiao Le family is just the son of a small official family and has no reputation. Is it possible for him to pass the exam? It would be faster to go back to sleep and dream.

Because of the government and college examinations, there was quite a commotion. And because of Zhao Ruxi’s relationship, Master Zhang Li, the prefect of the capital, even dismissed his class. Therefore, when Xiaole was chatting and bragging with everyone last night, he didn’t dare to say that his master was Zhiwei.

The layman, who is female, did not even dare to mention the words "Uncle Suiping's Mansion" and only vaguely mentioned Zhao Yuanxun's official position, for fear of causing trouble to the Suiping Bo's Mansion and Zhao Ruxi.

The capital city is very big, and there are so many officials, large and small. When everyone heard that he was a sixth-rank official from Dali Temple, his surname was Zhao, they checked in their minds and found that there was no such person, so they stopped caring and subconsciously thought that Xiao Le belonged to this young master.

Book boy.

Xiao Le had no idea what Wu Mo thought of him. He went from being extremely depressed and disappointed to having great expectations, hoping that these sergeants would stop wasting their time and quickly post the red list.

His girl ranked second in the county and government examinations, and sixth in the college examination. During this period, she got the guidance of Mr. Guozijian. She might be able to get into high school in the provincial examination. Not to mention Jie Yuan, she was second and third.

Still very hopeful.

Fortunately, the sergeants seemed to have heard his thoughts and posted the three white lists. Then they went into the tribute courtyard, took out a piece of red paper, painted it with paste, and posted it in front of the white lists.

Xiaole stood in a good position and had a sharp look. He saw at a glance that the words "Zhao Ruxi" were written at the top. He was ecstatic, patted Wu Mo's shoulder vigorously, laughed and danced: "Ah ah

Ah, it’s a hit, my girl won the first place, Jie Yuan, ah ah, it’s amazing, it’s a hit.”

There were only three names on the red list, and you could read them all at a glance. Before Wu Mo could feel depressed about his young master, a strong pat on his shoulder made him almost fall, and then he heard Xiao Le's scream.

He was stunned for a while, and then he looked at Xiao Le in disbelief: "What? Hit? You...your girl? Not your young master? Are you crazy?"

"Haha, you're not crazy, she's my girl. My girl is Zhao Ruxi, also Zhao Zhiwei, a famous painter in the capital, Mr. Kumu's disciple, the one who sold a painting for twenty-five thousand taels of silver." Xiao Le.
Chapter completed!