Rise From the Humble

  Chapter 85 Brother Ang doesn't cry, stand up and masturbate

  During the exam, time always passed quickly, and three days passed in the blink of an eye. It was almost noon, and the entire Huaining County was bathed in warm sunshine, and the streets were full of people and noisy.

  In the distance, surrounded by a group of people, a simple and honest boy rushed towards the county government with a helpless expression on his face.

   "Hurry up, Angie. If you're slow, we won't get a good position."

   "That's right, we're still waiting to see you make it to the league table again."

   "This round of defeat, I can have confidence"

Uncle Zhu Shouren and others surrounded Zhu Pingan with a helpless face. They teased Zhu Pingan in a joking tone while walking, and they didn't give Zhu Pingan time to answer. After one person teased, another person immediately teased him. Same.

  "I" Zhu Ping'an was interrupted before he could utter the second word.

   "Don't worry about Ange, even if you don't win this time, it doesn't matter. After all, the first ranking last time is enough for Ange to return to his hometown."

   "Hahaha, it's extremely, extremely."

  The students and scholars in the same town dragged and dragged Zhu Ping'an all the way to the county government office.

Zhu Pingan looked helplessly at his uncle Zhu Shouren and the fellow villagers. Why did the emperor always feel that the eunuchs were not in a hurry, and it was almost the same as the first time the list was published. It seemed to be even worse last time, at least I didn't make such a fuss on the road last time.

  The county government has not yet posted the list of high schools for the second match, but the crowd is densely packed, and it seems that there are more people than those who watched the list in the first match.

   "Look at Brother Ang, it's all because of your gluttony and delayed time, and we were squeezed in the periphery again." Looking at the crowded crowd, the companions couldn't help complaining.

   "A second proposal, even if you no longer have confidence, you shouldn't give up on yourself like this."

   "My husband will beat you with one trick, how can you be so frightened that you dare not come."

  The accompanying students who took the exam were eager to read the rankings. When they heard someone complaining that Zhu Pingan was gluttonous and delayed the time, they hit it right, and immediately followed up with accusations.

   "Don't blame, don't blame, a certain generation of my nephew apologizes to the lords."

  At this time, the uncle Zhu Shouren stood up, like a generous elder who helped the younger generation to shelter from the wind and rain, stepped forward and took all the blame for Zhu Ping'an.

   "Brother Zhu is really a benevolent elder." People looked at Zhu Shouren with admiration.

Zhu Ping'an really didn't know what to say. This morning, he returned home after reading the theory by the river, but he didn't see any delicious snacks on the way, so he went to the inn lobby and ordered a cheap side dish, a small plate of braised pork, and a bowl of rice porridge. Before we could eat, the uncle and the others insisted on bringing us to see the list. At that time, it was still too early for the list to be released, and I had just ordered food, so I had to finish it, so I couldn't waste it. As soon as they finished eating, they dragged and dragged it over like last time. On the one hand, I didn't let them wait for me; on the other hand, the list hasn't been released yet; besides, I knew that the list was big enough and the characters were big enough, so I could read it from the outside. Be clear.

   They really made a big fuss.

The person who opened the market last time came to open the market again. This time, Zhu Ping'an was in the book, but the description of Zhu Ping'an in the back of the book is this: This son is thirteen years old, and he is from Xiahe Village. Changting once wrote a poem: Once bitten by a snake, I heard birds singing everywhere; outside the Changting, beside the ancient road, a group of egrets went up to the blue sky. Currently living in the firewood room of a certain inn, gluttonous and lethargic, the first high school ranking in the county examination, but according to reliable sources, this child is out of luck. Now that the market is open, it is said that this son can enter the first list, can enter the second list, and fail the list.

  When the uncle Zhu Shouren saw this, his eyes lit up, and he put his hands in his sleeves to feel for a while, and then took out a piece of silver and pressed it on Zhu Pingan's failure list.

  The fellow villagers, students and scholars all laughed and said that it was a good fortune, and they put silver and copper coins on Zhu Ping's failure, more or less, but not less than one hundred coins.

  Under their leadership, other people who were still on the sidelines and didn't know the situation, also put their money on Zhu Pingan's failure. Just kidding, being bitten by a snake, hearing a bird singing, what, the first time I got **** luck, if I can make the list again this time, it will be like the sun is rising.

  Seeing this, the person who opened the market couldn't help but reduce the odds of losing the ranking by three times, and then he could barely stop it.

"Brother An, come to bet too, hahaha, know yourself and your enemy, well, yes, at least you can get some silver taels as compensation if you fail the ranking, it's wonderful." The students and scholars from the same town surrounded by the handicap were also stunned when they saw Zhu Ping'an He walked over and wanted to make a bet, he couldn't help but suddenly realized with a smile.

   "Young man, this market is about to stop." The person who opened the market thought that Zhu Ping'an was going to fail the ranking, and worried that he would lose all his capital, so he couldn't help but said.

   "Oh, that's a pity, I was going to bet on the top ranking in high school."

   Zhu Pingan shook his head upon hearing the words, and said lightly.

  Hearing that Zhu Ping'an was going to be on the first list, the person who opened the market had a happy face. Finally, someone has graduated from high school, so that he won't lose too badly.

   "Although the trading is going to be suspended, who told you and I to meet again by fate? It's just an exception." The person who opened the trading stopped Zhu Pingan, looking familiar.

   "Thank you, three liang, Jiabang." Zhu Pingan gently placed an ingot of broken silver on the handicap Jiabang, and cupped his hands to thank.

   "Hey, son, why did you let your uncle talk about you?" Uncle Zhu Shouren saw Zhu Ping'an put three taels of silver on his high school list, he couldn't help shaking his head, and lamented the misfortune of his family.

  Others also laughed at Zhu Pingan for slapping his swollen face to pretend to be fat.

   Right at this moment, a gong sounded, and the petty official who had posted the notice of refusal came, surrounded by the yamen servants, carrying the list.

  The crowd was noisy, staring intently at the little official who posted the list, urging them to post the list quickly with their eyes.

   Lived up to everyone's expectations, and the list was posted soon.

  As the list was posted, the people watching the list were in various moods, either joyful or sad, and some even screamed and burst into tears.

   "There is no word 'Ding Chou', as expected." The fellow villagers stared at the list and studied it for a long time, brimming with joy.

   "Well, haha, five taels of silver is in my pocket." The students who bet five taels of silver and failed in Zhu Ping'an's rankings can also earn five taels of silver at one-to-one odds, and they were overjoyed.

  "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh."

   At the critical moment, the uncle Zhu Shouren stood up again, with a calm face, reminding everyone not to follow in the footsteps of the last time, and to learn from the past.

"I"

  Zhu Pingan stopped everyone and wanted to say something, but was interrupted as soon as he opened his mouth.

   "Don't be sad, brother An, we'll wait for the first place." Someone comforted Zhu Pingan with a happy face.

  Zhu Ping'an looked helpless.

   After a while, there was another gong, and another small official came to post the list.

  Uncle Zhu Shouren and the others studied carefully for a while, over and over again, and finally one of them couldn't stop his joy, and said with twitching corners of his mouth:

   "See, there is no 'Ding Chou'."

   As soon as he said a word, there was joy all around.

  Uncle Zhu Shouren couldn't help nodding.

  There is no "Ding Chou" on the B list, and there is no "Ding Chou" on the A list, and the case is not "Ding Chou", which means that Zhu Ping'an failed the list.

   Failed.

  I made a wish in the temple, waited day after day, and finally, this day came true.

  Uncle Zhu Shouren and other students almost shed tears of happiness. Although three of the six fellow villagers who participated in the second exam this time also failed, but Zhu Pingan also failed. At least we still have money to earn. Zhu Pingan not only failed the ranking, but also lost all his wealth Woolen cloth.

   "Brother Ang, don't be sad, well, at least I have experience this time."

   "That's right, Brother Ang, don't cry, this time the travel expenses home are covered by someone."

   "I don't cry, my uncle is here."

  Uncle Zhu Shouren and others surrounded Zhu Ping'an and comforted him one after another. Some had long experience in persuasion, and some paid for the travel expenses home. The uncle also looked like a benevolent elder.

  People’s comfort can be summed up in one sentence: Brother Ang doesn’t cry, just stand up and masturbate.

   It’s fine to just listen to the voice, but you guys are laughing.

  At this moment, uncle Zhu Shouren and the others found a sense of superiority in Zhu Ping'an, not to mention how beautiful they were.

   Just when everyone was running happily, they only heard a timid sentence:

   "Ahem, that, that, my seat number for this exam is 'Jiaxu'."

  Jiaxu? !

and many more

   Nima

   Everyone looked up, and saw the word "Jiaxu" was extremely eye-catching on the list, as if it had turned into two roaring slaps.

  Listen, the sound of broken hearts.

  People clutched their chests and looked down at the naive young man surrounded by all of them in disbelief

   Heartbroken and face hurting, you are cheating, why didn't you tell me earlier that you changed your seat number!

   (Internet connection problem today, I didn’t connect until this time, sorry, sorry. Thank you very much for the reminder from the book friend "Zhou Yaotong is a meat bun" for the heavenly stems and earthly branches in the article.)

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