MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 74 broken sword

  Chapter 74 Broken Sword

   "Old man, please post it!"

   "Yes, post it! Everyone is waiting!"

   "Please, post it!"

  Outside Suzaku's gate, a crowd of examinees and their family members were anxiously waiting for the four staff members of the Ministry of Rites to post their grade lists.

  The old officials who were urged in every possible way blew their beards and stared, and wanted to shout "What's the hurry!"

  However, he also understood the anxiety of these candidates, so he speeded up his movements silently, dipped a layer in the paste bucket with a brush, and began to post the list, still in order of grades from back to front.

   "Two thousand and five hundred, Feizhou, Duan Zhiren!"

  As soon as the list was posted, the members of the Jinshi regiment in the front row shouted out their rankings.

  Among the crowd, a student cried bitterly, hugged and wept with his classmates.

   "Two thousand four hundred and forty-nine, Yongzhou"

   "Two thousand four hundred and forty-eight."

  The dozen or so members of the Jinshi group in the front row had long experience in this, and they took turns singing the list of entries very regularly, with a distance between each other, without interfering with each other, without stopping for a moment.

   Outside the Suzaku Gate, in the Xingdaofang Restaurant, Pei Jing, Qiu Jinghuan and other disciples of Chang'an Xungui were drinking while listening to the roll call from the street below.

   "Are you nervous?"

  Pei Jing leaned against the window and asked suddenly.

"ah?"

  Qiu Jinghuan was taken aback, sat up straight subconsciously, and said hesitantly, "I'm not nervous. That's a lie."

  For the eldest son of the noble family who is destined to inherit the title in the future, being admitted to the academy means that he can continue to maintain the lintel of a prince, and he will not be like some down-and-out nobles who sell their ancestral properties and rent and sell their ancestral houses to make ends meet.

  For the second sons in the family, the significance of being admitted to the academy is even greater-they cannot inherit the title of their parents, so they can only find another way.

   "Su Zi once said that the way of heaven is ruthless, and all things are born."

  Pei Jing pinched the crystal clear white jade wine glass, and said lightly: "The ones who can participate in the preliminary examination of the academy are all elite students selected from thousands of miles in each state capital.

   There are also the best peers from the Ministry of War, Hu Shang, Xijing, Southern Zhou countries, and even the barren tribes.

  However, the initial test of 10,000 people exceeded 5,000,

  The re-examination of 5,000 people exceeds 2,500,

  The final test is 2,500 and over 600 or 700.

  Every step is to step forward on the body of others,

  How cruel, how cruel, how ruthless. "

  Pei Jing's words silenced the box, and all the noble boys fell silent.

   "Our grandfathers and fathers ushered in the knighthood by stepping on mountains of corpses and seas of blood."

  Pei Jing said softly: "We are the same.

   Already, there is no way to turn back."

  ——

  Three hundred,

   two hundred,

   one hundred

  As the list was posted on the bulletin board one by one, the candidates either cried bitterly or were ecstatic.

  The crowd dispersed a little bit. Zhai Yiming lay on the bulletin board, frantically searching the list repeatedly, looking for his name, "No, no why not"

  Yang Yu and Ji Linglang, who had already confirmed their clearance, frowned slightly, not knowing how to comfort them.

   Song Shaoyuan, who also didn't appear on the list, stood aside blankly with a blank face.

   "Fourth place, Xiangzhou, Yong Hongzhong!"

   "Third place, Chang'an, Pei Jing!"

   "Second place, Youzhou, He Fanshuang!"

   "First place, Weizhou, Li Ang!"

  The eyes of the Jiangnan Dao students focused instantly, Li Ang took a deep breath, and took a step forward, "Brother Song"

   "Sunrise,"

  Song Shaoyuan forced a lonely smile, "I'm fine"

   Li Ang pursed his lips slightly. Those who were difficult in the re-examination papers would not, but those who would meet were not difficult. He wanted to comfort Song Shaoyuan, but he didn't know what to say.

   "It's all right, let's go."

  Song Shaoyuan coughed lightly, with a sunny smile on his face again, and patted Li Ang on the shoulder, "Risheng, you won the first place in the retest. This is a great thing, and you should not be drunk tonight."

".good."

  Li Ang could only nod his head.

  Other Yanzhou students helped up Zhai Yiming, who was squatting on the ground in a daze. The latter stood there, staring blankly at the notice board without his name. The muscles on his face twitched slightly.

  Zhai Yiming, with red eyes, sniffled, turned around and pretended to smile and said: "Yes, Risheng won the first place in the retest, which is the pride of our Yizhou.

  Everyone, don’t leave tonight, don’t go home if you don’t get drunk, I’ll cover all the drinks! . "

  Students from Jizhou, Xiangzhou, and Xuanzhou shouted hello, and they refused the lead of the staff of Jinshi regiment, and walked to Yanshoufang Restaurant along the way they came.

   Tap, tap, tap.

  Pei Jing and others also came out of the upstairs, the two sides looked at each other, Pei Jing nodded to Li Angyao.

  The aristocratic teenagers are going to the Red Mansion in Changlefang as before, and the two sides are going in opposite directions.

  The two teams passed each other, and just as they were about to part,

   Squeak—

  The gate of Suzaku City was pushed open, and a man with a mustache in a robe stood behind the gate holding two books in his right hand.

   "Mr. Yang Yu?"

   "Xi Siye?"

  The noble boys were amazed.

  Xi Yangyu stepped out of Suzaku Gate, nodded towards Pei Jing, Qiu Jinghuan and the others, and said leisurely, "Is Li Ang in Weizhou?"

"Um?"

  Students from the three states stopped together, Li Ang frowned slightly, and turned to look at Xi Yangyu.

  Si Ye is the second only to the head of the mountain and Jijiu in the academy, right?

  Any Siye has the strength of a master of martial arts at the Candle Xiao Realm, or equivalent to the Candle Xiao Realm.

   "The disciple is."

   Li Ang stepped out of the crowd, and cupped his hands at Xi Yangyu.

  It really looks like it.

  Xi Yangyu twitched the corner of his mouth under his mustache without leaving a trace, overlapping Li Ang's figure with the person named Pu Liuxuan in his memory.

  Although the two look alike,

   But they are also from Ganzhou, with the same youthful vigor and confidence, as if the whole world is under their control.

  Equally so. Disgusting.

   "Recommend your school tour,"

  Xi Yangyu resisted the strong tingling and itching from his left wrist, paused for a moment, his tone was still calm, "It's Cheng Juxiu, right?"

  Cheng Juxiu, a generation of high hopes for the school tour,

   Only a few people know that he is also Pu Liuxuan's disciple

   Li Ang frowned slightly, "Yes."

  Xi Yangyu continued to ask: "Has he used the Lingtai compass to divination for you?"

  Li Ang nodded, "Yes."

  Xi Yangyu asked again, "The hexagram of yours that he sent back to the academy contains the seven spirit veins containing Huanjue Duijue?"

   This time, Li Ang didn't answer directly, but frowned and said, "Excuse me, Si Ye, is there any problem?"

"question."

  Xi Yangyu raised the corners of his mouth imperceptibly, and said slowly and calmly: "Although Cheng Juxiu's attainments in engineering are good, he is not deep enough in divination.

  He only divination [Hanjuan Duijue], divination that you have seven spiritual veins,

  But I don't know the deep meaning behind this hexagram. "

  Xi Yangyu leaned forward slightly, and said indifferently: "Your hexagram is a skull breaking sword."

  (end of this chapter)