Chapter 2057 Jieyuan

The results for the Juren Examination were released two days later. While Song Yan and Cao Jing were waiting in the provincial capital for the results to be released, a disciple from the Yunshui Sword Sect suddenly came to the door and sent a message asking Cao Jing to go back.

The letter asking her to return to the sect was written by Chen Yuniang herself, so Cao Jing had to go back even if she was unwilling to do so.

"Junior brother, I'm leaving, you must take good care of yourself!" Cao Jing said with a face full of reluctance. After spending this time together, she had already developed some kind of feelings. If she hadn't known that Song Yan already had a wife, she would have I'm afraid she can't help but express her feelings to Song Yan.

Song Yan nodded: "Senior sister, be careful on the road. I will rush back to Yunshui Sword Sect as soon as possible after the results are released!"

"Then I'm leaving!"

Cao Jing bit her lip lightly and said, but the reluctance in her eyes was even stronger.

Seeing this, Song Yan suddenly took a step forward, hugged her directly into his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Senior sister, everyone who is my junior brother knows what you mean. If you don't mind that I already have a wife at home, I will too." I can marry you!"

Song Yan has never struggled with emotional convenience. Since Cao Jing has feelings for him and he likes her, there is no need to worry so much.

Cao Jing was completely stunned, her pretty cheeks turned red, and then she broke away from Song Yan's arms and ran outside.

Seeing this scene, Song Yan was a little confused and thought to himself, Senior Sister, what does this mean?

But not long after, Cao Jing turned back and said shyly: "Junior brother, I'm waiting for you at Yunshui Sword Sect."

As soon as the words fell, the other party left again.

Seeing this, Song Yan couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

Two days flew by.

This time, Song Yan was not busy looking at the results, because he knew that with his talent, it would not be a problem to pass the exam. As for whether he could become the top Jie Yuan, he didn't know. After all, every examiner The tastes are all different, and the top picks have more or less their own preferences.

Time passed slowly.

Song Yan was sitting downstairs in the inn, drinking tea leisurely. When he was receiving the test card, he registered the inn where he was staying at the Xuefu Yamen. If he really won, someone would naturally come to report the good news.

Half an hour later.

There was a sound of gongs and drums, and then four government servants came straight to the inn. When the innkeeper saw it, he didn't understand that this was a scholar who lived in his inn.

He was quite happy about this. He stayed in his inn and passed the exam. In the future, it was spread that more students would definitely come to live in his inn.

"May I ask if Mr. Song Yan from Huangshan County lives here?"

A yamen servant asked the shopkeeper.

"It's just Song Yan!"

Song Yan stood up and said with a smile, he knew he was hit.

"Congratulations to Mr. Song for winning the top spot in high school!"

Seeing this, the four government officials hurriedly stepped forward with flattering expressions on their faces.

Hearing what the yamen servant said, there was an uproar in the inn, especially the shopkeeper whose smile almost looked like a chrysanthemum, and he was considering whether to change his inn to Jieyuan Inn.

"Actually, I got Xie Yuan?"

Song Yan secretly thought that it was expected but also unexpected.

He accepted the good news with a smile, then took out four ingots of gold and gave them to the four government officials respectively, and said with a smile: "You guys have worked hard, I will buy tea for you!"

Looking at the gold in their hands, the four government officials were overjoyed, and then thanked them one after another, because the gold ingot Song Yan gave them was probably five taels, equivalent to fifty taels of silver.

Their annual salary is only more than 20 taels. Unexpectedly, a reward of fifty taels was received for reporting good news. Mr. Jie Yuangong must have been too generous.

"Mr. Xie Yuangong, don't forget to visit Master Xuezheng!"

Before leaving, a government servant reminded him in a low voice.

"Thank you for reminding me!" Song Yan nodded. These days, the most reliable relationship in the officialdom is between teachers and students. According to the rules, the examiner this time is Cai Yun and Cai Zixiao. So, he is the seated master of this year's exam. All the people in the province should call him teacher.

Of course, this is just a title, and you still need to go to the house in person to see you. If the other party sees you right, they can accept you as a true disciple.

Although this Cai Zixiao was only an academic in a province, he still had a strong influence in Weiguo. He was born in Hanlin and taught the current emperor, so he could be said to be an emperor's teacher.

Moreover, after this exam, his term will expire, and he will most likely be transferred to the capital to serve in the Sixth Ministry. There is a high possibility that he will serve as a minister or enter the cabinet in the future.

Therefore, if you want to enter the officialdom, you must have a very thick thigh.

However, Song Yan had no interest in officialdom, and it didn't matter whether he was a disciple or not, but he would still visit Cai Zixiao's residence because it was a rule and he didn't want to break it, otherwise his reputation would be ruined in the future.

With a thought in his mind, Song Yan called up the system interface and looked at the luck column.

This time I won Jieyuan, which actually increased my luck by more than two hundred points.

"Congratulations to Mr. Song for graduating from high school. This is your room fee for these days. Please don't dislike it, Mr. Song!" The shopkeeper came over and presented two ingots of silver with both hands.

"What do you mean by this, shopkeeper?"

Song Yan asked.

"It's a blessing for the store that Mr. Song can stay in our hotel. How dare I charge Mr. Song's room fee?" the shopkeeper said with a flattering look.

"Let's do this, I will use the money to treat the guests in the store to add two delicious dishes to each table!" Song Yan thought for a while and said.

As soon as he said this, he was immediately greeted by cheers from all the customers in the store.

at this time.

A group of scholars walked in, led by Zhou Qi, whom he had met once in Wei Mansion.

"Congratulations to Brother Song for graduating from high school!"

As soon as he arrived, Zhou Qi said with a smile.

"Brother Zhou, you're welcome, please sit down quickly!"

Song Yan said quickly.

Then, the scholars who came with Zhou Qi reported themselves. They were all candidates for this period, and they all won the examination. From now on, everyone can be considered classmates again.

"Brother Song, I have already prepared some wine in the Zhuangyuan Building. Please give me a favor from Brother Song!" Zhou Qi said again.

"In that case, let's go!"

Song Yan nodded without refusing, and then, surrounded by everyone, they went to the Zhuangyuan Building together.

Wei Mansion.

After hearing the news that Song Yanzhong knew Yuan, Mr. Wei sighed and couldn't help but said: "This Song Yanzhong is really good at both civil and military affairs. It's a pity, it's a pity that my son is so unlucky!"

If Song Yan had a wife, even if he was not married, he would still marry his daughter to him. Unfortunately, Song Yan already had a wife. If the other party was a scholar, it would be easy to divorce his wife. But now that Xie Yuan has been divorced, if he divorces her again, His wife would probably be left with a dirty life, so he knew that his daughter was completely out of luck.

Inside the embroidery building.

Wei Xiuyun was holding a book of poems and reading when a maid came over in a hurry: "Miss, Miss, Young Master Song has been hit, and he is also Jieyuan!"

Hearing this, although Wei Xiuyun was happy for Song Yan, she was a little bit sour.

It was already three o'clock in the afternoon when I returned from Zhuangyuan Building.

Song Yan, who was full of alcohol, suddenly shuddered, and the smell of alcohol suddenly dissipated, but the air around him was filled with a strong aroma of alcohol.

Then he changed his clothes and went to Cai Mansion.

When he arrived at Cai Mansion and handed in the post, his servants ushered him into a living room, where dozens of people were already sitting.

"What do you call me, brother?"

As soon as Song Yan sat down, a Juren asked.

"This is Song Yan."

Song Yan smiled.

"It turns out to be Mr. Jie Yuangong. I have admired him for a long time, I have admired him for a long time!" The man said quickly: "Brother Song, he is in Liu Heng, Xiaquxi County."

"Brother Liu is polite. By the way, these...are all here to visit Mr. Cai?" Song Yan asked.

"Isn't it? With so many people, I'm afraid we won't be able to take our turn until dark!"

Liu Heng said with some resentment.

At this moment, a servant came in: "Who is Mr. Song Yan, Mr. Song? My lord has invited you!"

"That's it!" Song Yan stood up.

"Master Song, come with me!" the servant said enthusiastically.

"It's true that I can meet Mr. Cai right after I arrive!"

"That's right, I've been waiting for two hours, why should that person be able to see Mr. Cai as soon as he comes!"

"Stupid, didn't you hear his name?" Liu Heng said contemptuously.

"Isn't it Song...!"

Immediately the man was speechless, because he remembered that this time Jie Yuan happened to be called Song Yan. It was just that they saw that Song Yan was too young, so they did not think that way.

The people who had been unanimous in their hearts calmed down after learning that Song Yan was Jieyuan. Since he was Jieyuan, there was nothing wrong with Mr. Cai receiving him first.

Following the servant, Song Yan soon met Cai Zixiao, a third-grade Dayuan scholar and political scholar in the first province.

But at this moment, the other party was writing, and Song Yan didn't bother him, just stood there and waited.

After half an hour, Cai Zixiao put down his brush and waved to Song Yan: "Song Yan, how about you come and take a look at my calligraphy?"

Song Yan walked over and his eyes fell on the rice paper. The words were written with a stylus and a silver hook, which penetrated the back of the paper, but it gave him a discontinuous and inconsistent feeling.

"How?" Cai Zixiao asked again.

Song Yan did not speak, but looked at Cai Zixiao, pondered for a while and then said: "The word is a good word, but...!"

Having said this, Song Yan paused.

"But it doesn't matter!" Cai Zixiao waved his hand.

Song Yan said again: "If you look at the font alone, each character is very good, but when viewed together, it looks quite uncoordinated, intermittent, and lacking in strength!"

"Haha, you really have good eyesight...ahem!"

Suddenly, Cai Zixiao coughed violently.

Seeing this, Song Yan suddenly stepped forward and slapped his vest with a palm. Cai Zixiao, who was coughing heavily, suddenly felt that his whole body was smooth and his breathing was unusually comfortable.

"This is?"

Cai Zixiao looked at Song Yan in amazement.

Song Yan hurriedly said: "Please don't blame the students for your rashness, Mr. Cai. I have some knowledge of medicine and martial arts. The palm just now helped Mr. Cai slightly relieve the congestion of the meridians in the lungs!"

Cai Zixiao smiled and said: "What's the crime? To tell you the truth, I have been suffering from this disease for more than ten years, but it has become more and more serious recently!"

"If you don't mind it, students can actually help you solve this stubborn problem!"

Hearing this, Cai Zixiao was greatly moved and said with a smile: "Song Yan, are you willing to become my teacher?"

"Student Song Yan meets the teacher!"

Song Yan quickly made an apprenticeship ceremony to Cai Zixiao.

The other party was overjoyed and helped him up personally.

"You don't have any words yet?" Cai Zixiao asked with a smile on his face.

"Never!"

"Well, I will give you a word as a teacher. What do you think of it, Ziyu?"

"Ziyu likes it very much. Thank you teacher for the calligraphy!"

An hour later, Song Yan and Cai Zixiao walked out of the study together and ordered the servants: "I have accepted a disciple, come and prepare a banquet!"