Peach Fortune Ring

More than ten days passed in a flash.

Song Yan occasionally reads, and from time to time, he will accompany Cao Jing to wander the streets.

Tomorrow is the exam for juren, Song Yan is quite calm about it, and can't see the slightest nervousness.

In the early morning of the next day, before dawn, Song Yan got up, and was escorted by Cao Jing to the yamen of the school for reference.

This time, scholars from 32 counties in Wuzhou gathered for the examination, and the number of references reached more than [-]. Therefore, as soon as you came to the yamen of the school, you could see lanterns everywhere, bustling and lively.

Although they still have to be searched when entering the examination room, these yamen servants are more polite. After all, they are all scholars who come to refer to them. Yamen servants like them may not be able to resist.

At about 06:30, Song Yancai lined up and searched into the examination room, and found his own examination room with the examination card.

The exam officially starts at seven o'clock.

The person who presided over the exam this time was the Xuezheng of a province, a third-rank Dayuan, named Cai Yun, and styled Zixiao.

Scholars are generally bestowed by their teachers when they reach their weak crown years. Song Yan has never been to a private school, and he is not old enough, so he has no calligraphy.

For exams, Song Yan can be said to be familiar with the road.

Five o'clock in the afternoon the next day.

Song Yan walked out of the examination room with the crowd. Among these candidates, some were happy, some were worried, and some were even crying. It was obvious that they failed the exam.

He shook his head secretly, found Cao Jing in the crowd, and went back to the inn hand in hand with him.

Back at the inn, he simply washed up and changed into clean clothes, but unexpectedly, the butler of the Wei Mansion sent a post inviting Song Yan to the Wei Mansion for a banquet.

It can be said that it is a high standard for the housekeeper to invite him personally, so Song Yan did not refuse.

That night, he took Cao Jing happily to Wei Mansion.

After waiting, he found out that he was not the only one invited by Mr. Wei this time. Among the more than ten people who came, they were all young talents with extraordinary looks. As for why he knew that these were all talents, it was very simple, because he had accompanied them Reference together.

For a moment, he was a little puzzled: "What did Master Wei invite him and these scholars to do?"

Suddenly, he thought of Wei Xiuyun. The other party seemed to be 16 years old and had already reached the age to leave the court. Could it be that he was choosing a husband-in-law for his daughter?

It's just that he is also called. Does Master Wei want to be his husband-in-law?

Thinking of this, he felt a little funny.

"This brother is Zhou Qi from Yushan Prefecture. I don't know what to call him?" At this moment, a scholar next to him came to Song Yan.

"Brother Zhou, hello, I'm Song Yan from Huangshan County!"

This year, when reporting your name, you need to add the place name.

Hearing that Song Yan was only from a small county, Zhou Qi did not show any disdain, and continued to chat with Song Yan.

We chatted for a quarter of an hour.

A voice came from outside: "Master Wei is here!"

Soon, Mr. Wei walked in surrounded by the housekeeper and two guards, and a group of scholars stood up one after another. Although Mr. Wei had no fame, he was the master after all, and he was also the largest household in the provincial government. .

"I've seen Master Wei!"

"Master Wei is polite!"

Facing the greetings from everyone, Mr. Wei raised his hand and pressed down with a smile on his face: "Young masters, don't be too polite, please sit down quickly!"

Immediately, he looked at Song Yan again and said, "Young Master Song, I didn't expect you to be a freshman this time. You were so rude before. Please forgive me, Young Master Song!"

"Where is Master Wei?" Song Yan smiled.

After some greetings, everyone sat down again.

Although Mr. Wei has no fame, his conversation is extraordinary, and he took out an ancient inkstone, saying that the best poet can get this inkstone. If Mr. Wei took silver as a reward, everyone would feel embarrassed, but Gu Yan did not. It's an elegant thing. All of a sudden, these scholars contributed poems one after another. As for whether they are doing it now or in the past, I don't know.

There are also two well-written poems.

"Song Gongzi, don't you want to make a song?"

Master Wei looked at Song Yan and asked.

"I'm not good at poetry!"

Song Yan shook his head. To be honest, he is not a pure scholar, and he has no interest in Fang Yantai.

"If you can't do it, you can't do it, and what are you not good at!"

A disdainful voice sounded, but it came from a young man in brocade clothes.

Song Yan smiled, but ignored it.

In the end, that square inkstone was obtained by the brocade-clothed gentleman.

Master Wei said again: "I have a daughter, sixteen years old, who admires scholars especially and likes to play the piano. Today, the little girl is willing to present the piano for you. I wonder what you think?"

"it is good!"

"Hurry up and invite Miss Wei!"

The crowd complied.

After a long while, there was a movement from behind the curtain, but it was a girl in a white dress with a white gauze surrounded by two beautiful maids. The girl was holding a guqin in her arms, and it was Wei Xiuyun.

"The little girl Wei Xiuyun has seen you young masters, and she has made a fool of herself!"

Putting down the guqin, Wei Xiuyun also squatted down, and with the movement of his fingers, there was a burst of clear and clear qin sounds wafting out from behind the curtain.

Wei Xiuyun's piano skills are very good.

The sound of the piano is very pleasant.

But a talented scholar is fascinated by it.

After 5 minutes, Wei Xiuyun stopped playing, got up and saluted everyone, and then left with the maid.

"What do you guys think of the little girl?"

Master Wei asked with a smile.

When Song Yan heard this, he immediately laughed, this master Wei really wanted to recruit marriage for his daughter.

[Author's Digression]: One more