Only after the crowd at the entrance of the Imperial Examination Hall dispersed a little did Su Shien see his ranking, 188th, which was higher than he expected. He had thought he would be outside the top 200.
But Han Zecang was extremely envious. His brother-in-law was really a man who would make a big splash if he did not make any progress. If he could get such results in three years, he would definitely go up the mountain to kowtow to his ancestors.
Han Zeyu said coldly: "Why are you so excited? You didn't pass the exam."
Han Zecang was speechless. My brother was heartbroken.
After reading the list, the few people saw that it was still early, so they drove their carriages out of the city, feeling relieved. The first priority now was to make money.
Han Zecang was still very strong. This time he endured until the three of them went up the mountain, and then he ran out and vomited all over the place.
He finally understood why his elder brother told him to eat more breakfast, otherwise it would be even more uncomfortable to have nothing to vomit.
This time they came a little late, so Su Shien also started picking herbs: red peony root, atractylodes, schisandra, gentian...
The mountains are rich in wild resources, but most people cannot tell the difference between weeds and herbs.
Without Tiezhu's physical strength and Han Zeyu's ability, the things cannot be transported out, and there is no way to cash in on the treasure mountain.
Time was short and the task was heavy. Looking at the sky, without waiting for the bamboo baskets to be full, each of them carried a basket, and Han Zeyu and Tiezhu carried another together, and they walked down the mountain swiftly.
After a while, Tiezhu felt his arms ache, so he stopped and switched directions with his master. Seeing that his face wasn't red and he wasn't out of breath, Tiezhu admired him and said, "Master, how did you train? Why are you so strong?"
Han Zeyu said modestly, "It's just average. I've only become as strong as I am today after going through hard training."
Tie Zhu was puzzled: "Is it the slow boxing technique you and the young master practiced this morning?"
Han Zeyu calmly shook his head and said mysteriously, "This magical skill must be practiced at night to absorb the essence of the moon. What if someone steals it in broad daylight? You don't know how hard your young master and I practice at night."
Cough! Cough!
Hearing the cough behind him, Han Zeyu stepped on the brakes and sighed, "Alas, you are still too young. No matter how much I tell you, you won't understand. In short, it can only be understood but not explained. If you want to achieve great success, you must first..."
Cough! Cough! Cough!
Oops, that's enough, stop coughing. Just press the brakes all the way down, right?
"Don't ask, it's not something that can be spread outside."
Tiezhu nodded in understanding. Of course, all martial arts skills were kept secret. So he would get up earlier to work in the future, and when the young master and the master practiced health-preserving boxing, he could also learn some basic skills.
Su Shien was worried sick every day, but Han Zeyu still found him annoying and interfered with everything like a driving school instructor, which seriously affected his freedom of expression.
Han Zecang succeeded this time. He did not vomit again after returning to the courtyard. In the evening, he drank a bowl of porridge to warm his stomach, and fell asleep with relief while stroking the silver coins under his pillow.
Faced with his elder brother and his group who did not get up in the morning and did not come back at night, Su Yunsong was helpless. In the end, he knocked on his elder brother's door before going to bed.
In response to his brother's congratulations, Su Shien also congratulated him in a gentle tone. He ranked tenth in the college entrance examination, which was a very impressive result. He believed that his father would be very pleased when he knew it.
Su Yunsong was invited out by his elder brother with a smile, and he suddenly had the illusion of brotherly love and respect. Could it be that after passing the imperial examination, his state of mind would also be improved?
He came to congratulate sincerely. For a merchant family, having two scholars in the same family is not enough to bring honor to the ancestors, but it can also be considered an honor to the family.
Everyone said that the eldest brother had no intention of studying and would not be able to pass the exam to become a scholar. In fact, based on what he had observed recently, this was indeed the case. He was also shocked when he heard from the servant that the eldest young master had passed the exam and had a pretty good ranking.
As for why Su Shien's ranking improved, this question was also answered at the banquet the next day.
There is a Qionglin Banquet for those who pass the Jinshi examination, a Luming Banquet for those who pass the Juren examination, and naturally there is also a banquet for those who pass the Xiucai examination, which is a thank-you banquet for teachers hosted by the provincial education commissioner.
Only the top 30 students in the college entrance examination were invited to this banquet. As the youngest scholar among the 30, Su Yunsong attracted the attention of all the students.
The young boy was very prepared for this thank-you banquet, fearing that he might make a mistake and leave a bad impression on the academician.
Su Shien naturally missed the banquet, so the others still left the city early. The opportunity was rare, so every trip counts.
Although Su Yunsong was young, he was almost fifteen years old. When others toasted him, he felt embarrassed to refuse. The result of accepting everyone's toast was that he was carried back by the coachman and the servant.
The coachman was a calm and efficient person. He was a confidant specially arranged by Su Wangshi and was given many instructions before leaving.
The young master is young, so it is normal for him to encounter some difficulties. However, the person in charge of the case seems to be somewhat hostile to the young master. He should report this to the eldest lady when he returns.
Su Yunsong experienced the feeling of a hangover for the first time. He felt dizzy and weak all over. In this situation, he could not continue his journey. So after discussing with the others, they decided to set off back to Qingshan County tomorrow.
Although the itinerary had changed, Su Shien and his friends did not leave the city again, thinking it would be nice to stroll around the area.
With two readers in the family, they would naturally go to the bookstore to have a look. Su Shien ran towards the book and document area.
Han Zecang didn't know how to choose books, so he went to look at the pens, ink, paper and inkstone. When he asked the price, he hurried to find his elder brother, fearing that he had wasted his money.
Han Zeyu went to look through the newly-added storybooks. Seeing his second brother coming over, he asked him what themes of storybooks were popular among students recently.
Han Zecang said seriously that he was obsessed with studying and did not read storybooks, so he did not know much about this.
Han Zeyu turned his head and glanced at him indifferently. Han Zecang quickly pointed a few times on the bookshelf. These were the storybooks that were very popular recently and were also sold in the study in Qingshan County.
I flipped through the storybooks in my hand. Among the stories about talented men and beautiful women, scholars and fox spirits, the most popular one was the story of a top courtesan who sponsored a poor scholar to take the imperial examination, and after her lover passed the exam, she voluntarily became his concubine.
Han Zeyu's mouth twitched slightly. How did someone with such a flawed brain become the most popular courtesan?
I'm afraid the author of this story is also a poor scholar who likes to hang out in places of redemption, otherwise he wouldn't be able to write such a erotic work.
They are all love stories. The strange stories don't sell well, and the martial arts stories are not well written. There is one story about revenge, but it is not difficult to tell from the position where the story is placed that it is definitely not popular.
At this moment, a surprised voice came: "Benefactor! Brother Su! Why are you here?"
The voice was clearly that of the unlucky Lin Jing, but what he was shouting...
Han Zeyu subconsciously looked down at his chest, feeling relieved. Then he realized what the idiot was yelling about!
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