The provincial examination is over, and the next step is to wait for the results to be announced.
It takes about twenty days from the examination to the announcement of the results. The examiners have to seal, transcribe, review, and unseal the examination papers before they can fill in the results list. Each procedure is related to the fate of the candidates, but it has nothing to do with them. It is the examiners' job, and they can only sit at home in agony waiting for the announcement of the results.
Wang Ziwen and Zhao Zhengxiu woke up the next morning. After breakfast, Zhao Zhengxiu pulled Han Ze and Wang Ziwen to check the test papers. Wang Ziwen said hurriedly, "No, no. After leaving the Imperial Examination Hall, my mind was full of classics, policy essays, and poems. I felt normal after a good sleep. I don't want to recall those things now. It's too painful. Whether I pass or not depends on God's will."
Zhao Zhengxiu's mind was full of classics and policy essays after he left the Imperial Examination Hall. Even now, his mind has not yet come out of the test paper, which is full of the content of his test. He smiled bitterly and said, "You are right. The test is over. Even if the test paper is correct, it is useless. It will only add to my troubles."
In fact, he had little confidence in himself. There were two math problems that he couldn't solve. He had an 80% chance of failing the provincial examination. Although Han Ze and Wang Ziwen didn't look relaxed, they didn't look worried either. He thought that they must have done well in the exam. He couldn't help feeling a little bitter.
Wang Ziwen stood up and stretched: "Finally the exam is over. I have been in Yangcheng for so long and haven't gone out for a walk. Let's go out for a walk and relax?"
The three of them left the small courtyard and saw a doctor hurriedly leaving the gate of the next courtyard. Han Ze narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Ziwen and Zhao Zhengxiu, asking, "There is a student next door who is sick. We are all classmates in the same county school. Let's go and see him."
Wang Ziwen and Zhao Zhengxiu nodded in agreement. When they went to the next room to ask, they found out that Liu Xiucai had diarrhea in the examination hall, and he insisted on staying in the examination hall for nine days, but he fell ill after leaving the examination hall. After two days of treatment, he was finally better.
Liu Xiucai's illness came on fiercely, and Wang Caixia was frightened. All her attention was on her husband. She had no intention of asking about Han Ze's exam situation, nor did she care whether he fainted in the exam room. Now that her husband was a little better and could eat some porridge, she felt relieved. Seeing Han Ze's rosy face, her expression was complicated and gloomy.
Liu Xiucai asked Han Ze and the others how they did in the exam. Han Ze smiled and said that he was assigned to the bad number. Liu Xiucai raised his eyebrows. He didn't meet Han Ze in the examination room and didn't know that he was assigned to the bad number. Hearing this, he felt that Han Ze's luck was all used up in the college exam, and he had no luck in the provincial exam. He also thought of his own diarrhea caused by drinking raw water in the last two days, so he didn't say anything. How could his own luck be better? Fortunately, even though he was sick, he insisted on finishing the exam, and he did not do badly. This punishment was not in vain.
After sending Han Ze and the others away, Wang Caixia said gently, "Husband, go to bed and rest for a while."
Liu Xiucai smiled and shook his head: "Your brother-in-law lacks some luck..."
He thought he was strong, but he had diarrhea. Han Ze was so weak that he would not be able to survive these nine days. He did not expect that he could hold on, but he was assigned to the stinky exam room. How many people could calm down and take the exam in such a stinky exam room
Wang Caixia smiled and said, "It's not that easy to pass the exam. He is not in good health. It's a blessing that he didn't faint in the exam room."
When Liu Xiucai thought about it, this made sense.
Han Ze, Wang Ziwen, and Zhao Zhengxiu returned home and told them about Liu Xiucai's illness. Old Madam Wang pouted and said, "People should not be too delicate. Liu Xiucai drank tonic soup every day before the exam. I think he drank too much tonic soup, which made his body delicate. He couldn't stand the pain. You three didn't drink any tonic soup, but you are fine."
Wang Ziwen knew the relationship between Liu Xiucai and Han Ze, and looked at Han Ze apologetically. Han Ze smiled and said, "Auntie, there is some truth in what you said."
Old Lady Wang glanced at her son and said in a gruff voice, "Don't underestimate me because you are a scholar. I can't read a single word, but there are some truths that I know but you may not."
Wang Ziwen smiled bitterly and sighed, and could only say: "Yes, yes, what mother said makes sense."
As the results were about to be announced, Wang Ziwen lost her previous ease and ordered her servant to go out and get information to see if she could find out anything. Of course, she could not find out anything from such a thing, and it was just to comfort herself. Although Zhao Zhengxiu had lost confidence in passing the imperial examination, he still held a glimmer of hope in his heart as the results were about to be announced. Maybe he could pass
Wang Caiwei was a little anxious at first, but seeing Han Ze didn't care, she sighed and felt relieved. Han Ze didn't care, but he knew it was useless. After experiencing so many worlds, he could keep his face calm in many things.
At this time, Wang Ziwen saw Han Ze's calm face and couldn't help but said, "Han Ze, I want to hit you."
Han Ze looked at his fist.
Wang Ziwen widened her eyes and asked, "The moment that determines our fate is about to come, and you are not anxious at all?"
Han Ze put down the book he was reading and asked, "How do you know I'm not in a hurry?"
Wang Ziwen looked at him left and right, gritted her teeth and said, "You still have the mood to read, why are you anxious? Even a blind man can tell that you are not anxious at all."
Han Ze raised his eyebrows and said seriously: "My anxiety is all in my heart, you can't see it."
Wang Ziwen ignored him and slumped in her chair, feeling a little depressed, her eyes staring blankly at a certain place.
Han Ze glanced at him and continued reading the book in his hand. He didn't have much time. If he could pass the exam this time, he would have to take part in the joint examination in March next year. He had to study every minute. It was not as easy as Wang Ziwen imagined.
Zhao Zhengxiu, who was sitting nearby, noticed something and asked tentatively, "Brother Han, are you sure?"
Han Ze smiled and said, "Nothing can be said until the results are announced."
Zhao Zhengxiu thought about it and it was true. Only if his name was on the list could he be sure that he had passed the exam.
As the candidates were anxiously waiting, the day of the announcement of the results arrived on September 2nd.
At daybreak, the entrance to the Imperial Examination Hall was crowded with people. At noon, when the officials posted the list, a huge crowd of people crowded under the list. Han Ze looked at himself and stepped back silently. Han Erlang volunteered and patted his chest: "Brother, I'll go and see the list."
Han Ze nodded and agreed. At this time, Wang Ziwen and Zhao Zhengxiu were not in a hurry to look at the list, and they also asked the servants to look at the list. Although they were taller than Han Ze, they were afraid of being squeezed.
Liu Xiucai stood beside them without knowing when, and said with a smile: "Whether you can pass the imperial examination depends on today."
At this time, even Han Ze was not in the mood to chat with him. All of them stared at the list. Liu Xiucai didn't care. In his opinion, these three people were just accompanying the young master to take the exam, and none of them would pass.
However, before Han Erlang could get to the front of the list, people standing at the bottom of the list began to read out the names of the candidates. The first place was Li Jia, a candidate from Liuhe County; the second place was Xu Mingsheng, a candidate from Qinghu County; the third place was Han Ze, a candidate from Tongyang County... ...
Han Ze, a candidate from Tongyang County
Han Ze, a candidate from Tongyang County
Han Ze, a candidate from Tongyang County
Han Erlang's pupils suddenly widened. Is that his eldest brother? He quickly grabbed the person next to him and said in a loud and urgent voice: "Is the third place they just called Han Ze, the third place candidate in Tongyang County?"
Han Erlang couldn't wait for his reply. He pushed aside the people blocking him and squeezed to the front. He looked down and when he saw the third name, he gasped, wiped the sweat from his forehead, rubbed his eyes, blinked, and stared at the words. It was Han Ze, the candidate from Tongyang County. Oh my god, he shouted, "My eldest brother passed the imperial examination, my eldest brother passed the imperial examination..."
He excitedly pushed through the crowd and ran outside, laughing and shouting, "My elder brother has passed the imperial examination." No one paid any attention to his crazy behavior, because there were already people who passed the imperial examination who were even crazier than him.
Han Erlang's voice was so loud that Han Ze and others could hear him from a distance. Han Ze was relieved. He was happy that he won. Wang Ziwen and Zhao Zhengxiu were happy for Han Ze and congratulated him. At the same time, they were a little envious. Han Ze won and was ranked third. They didn't know if they won.
The smile on Liu Xiucai's face froze. Han Ze actually passed? At this time, his servant came over. He looked at him expectantly. If Han Ze could pass, he should be able to pass too, right? He didn't pay attention to his ranking.
The book boy whispered, "Master, I didn't see your name on the list."
After saying that, he quickly glanced at Han Ze and the other two, with his head lowered, as if he wished he could shrink into a quail.
Liu Xiucai's face turned pale, and he asked with a gloomy face, "Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"
The book boy said cautiously: "I, I read it three times..."
Liu Xiucai pushed him away, staggered to the list, squeezed through the crowd, stood under the list, and looked at the first one one by one. When he saw the third one, his eyes were fixed there. Han Ze actually got the third place, he actually got the third place...
He forced himself to look away and looked down carefully, but his name was not there. He did not give up and looked again, but his name was still not there. Finally, his eyes fell on the third place, and the two words "Han Ze" stung his eyes.
The people who were looking at the list next to him saw that he had finished reading the list and stood there motionless. They knew that he didn't make the grade, so they pushed him angrily and said, "Since you have finished reading the list, let us see it. Why are you standing here in the way?"
Liu Xiucai staggered when he was pushed by him, and looked at the person who pushed him with a gloomy face. Thinking that he was unfamiliar with the place, he did not dare to move and left with gritted teeth.
Here, Wang Ziwen glanced at Liu Xiucai who ran to look at the list and shook his head with a sigh: "Some are happy and some are sad."
As soon as he finished speaking, his servant came running over with a smile. Seeing the servant's expression, his heart brightened and he thought there was a chance.
Wang Ziwen's servant gasped and said anxiously, "Master, you got it, you got it!"
Wang Ziwen asked in surprise: "Really?"
Wang Ziwen's servant nodded.
Wang Ziwen asked again: "How many?"
Wang Ziwen's servant said, "Eighty."
Wang Ziwen was stunned and looked at Han Ze, "It seems that only 80 candidates will be admitted in this provincial examination, right?"
Han Ze smiled and nodded, "Congratulations, you passed the exam."
Wang Ziwen smiled bitterly and thought, "It's okay to be the last one, at least I'm on the list."
Zhao Zhengxiu smiled bitterly: "It seems that I failed the exam."
Wang Ziwen's servant did not see Zhao Zhengxiu's name on the list. After all, his young master was the last one. He had looked through all the names, but Zhao Zhengxiu's was not on the list.
Han Ze and Wang Ziwen didn't know how to comfort him for a moment. Zhao Zhengxiu didn't need their comfort. He recovered on his own and said casually, "I couldn't catch up with you in the college entrance examination. I'm not sure about this provincial examination. I'll just take it as a way to gain experience."
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