The next morning, Liu Ziwen went to the announcement office to wait for the announcement.
The scene was full of people. All the students were waiting to release the list. Everyone discussed with each other about their performance in the examination room.
With the sound of gongs and drums, all the students who had been crowded together consciously gave way.
Looking at a group of officials holding the imperial list, they all cried excitedly: "we're going to let the list go."
Some impatient people stay by the bulletin board and seize the favorable position to witness the announcement for the first time.
When the list was released and the officials left, the scene was like a flood, and all the people rushed to the front in an instant.
The scene is noisy. At this time, it shows the advantage of height. Tall people can sweep the list even standing far away.
The students who are not tall enough and crowded behind are just like monkeys jumping up and down, not to mention being funny.
Liu Ziwen didn't care that his clothes were crumpled. His eyes locked on the list, and his heart was beating with a hammer.
Scanning from top to bottom, one by one, I didn't see his name.
In a moment of surprise, Liu Ziwen looked at these dense names and thought that he must have missed them. Then he rubbed his eyes and scanned them from bottom to top. When he was about to finish the last few lines, his heart had already jumped to his throat. He swallowed a breath and his eyes continued to move up with difficulty.
No, I still don't have his name.
Heart thoroughly cool, piercing cold moment will be all four limbs and bones are frozen.
In despair, someone cheered: "I'm in, I'm in, I'm in, and I'm the last one. That's great."
Liu Ziwen glanced at the man. It was a coincidence that he knew him. He was a poor scholar next door to Qingshui town. His knowledge was called a poor scholar. He had sent his best wishes to him when he got the top three in the test in his hometown.
Aware of this strange and complicated look, the man suddenly raised his eyes and saw that it was Liu Ziwen. First he was shocked. Then a pair of brothers squeezed over and patted him on the shoulder and said: "Liu Ziwen, it's so clever, it's really you. What's up? Did you win? "
His knowledge is so general that he has won. Needless to say, Liu Ziwen must be among the best.
His careless words are undoubtedly throwing salt on Liu Ziwen's wound. At this moment, he once again realized the benefits of power and can turn things upside down.
It turns out that the threat of the sixth Prince's words has come true.
It's terrible that he should have the ability to tamper with his achievements.
I don't know what master Ning said to him at the beginning. As long as he studies hard, he will protect his future and his official career will be promoted.
Now, Ning Fu has collapsed, and he
In the heart incomparable desolation, looking at in front of this pair of inquisitive eyes, Liu Ziwen difficult swallow throat waterway: "that, my body some uncomfortable, another day to chat."
He is not in the mood to be brothers with these people.
"Ah, Liu Ziwen, don't go. What's the ranking? Say it, let my brother envy me. In other words, if we are all officials in the court in the future, remember to pay more attention. " The man was so excited that he danced with excitement.
Liu Ziwen's eyes were moist, his mouth was bitter, and his voice was hoarse
Years of hard reading, eventually become a bubble, this despair, people who have not experienced will not understand.
The lost heart is squeezed into pieces by the crowd. Hearing the joyful and joyful voices, it seems even more sad at the moment.
The praise of parents and the envy of villagers are gone forever.
What should he do? What should he do?
Liu Ziwen's mind is misty. Like a walking corpse, he bumps into people without knowing it. After being beaten and kicked by the other party, he gets a lot of scolding. The pain makes him unable to get up for a long time, so he just sits on the ground and is devastated.
The students who come and go are not used to it. There are always some people who like it and some people who worry about it.
If I can't pass the exam this time, I have to wait another three years.
At this time, a luxury carriage stopped at the side of the road, accompanied by the boy down the bench, a clever looking maid got out of the carriage.
The curtain is moving. If you don't see anyone, listen to it first.
"Go and see the list." The female voice in the carriage is very pleasant, listening carefully, with a sense of arrogance.
"Yes, master." The servant girl took the command, while there were not many people in the meeting, she pushed to the front.
Looking back and forth the list several times, his face changed from surprise to dusk. He recovered his mind and went to reply: "master, there is Ning Zetian's name on the list, but there is no Liu Ziwen's name."
"How could it be?" With this scream, the people in the carriage suddenly changed their color.
Today is the time to release the list, she came to help her brother see the list.
Since it's a joint examination, Liu Ziwen must be here. I haven't seen him for more than half a year. My heart still aches at the thought of his ruthlessness and heartlessness.
Hate his hate gnash teeth, eyes burst out cold, Ning Xueyan know, with his literary talent, will be high school.
What she had to do was to get in the way of general Lei by blowing pillow wind in his ear.
There is no his name on the list, that is, Liu Ziwen failed in the exam? How is that possible?
"Madam, it's absolutely true. I've read it carefully for three times, and it's impossible to make mistakes." The servant girl determined again and again.
Ning Xueyan didn't say a word, stretched out Qianqian jade hand, took the hand of the servant girl, stepped on the steady and elegant step out of the carriage.
Looking at the scene of overcrowding in front of us, many students are talking and congratulating each other.
She swept a strange face, there are joy, excitement, and decadence, gloomy color.
Did not see the familiar tall and straight figure, her heart is very lost, turning to the carriage, suddenly saw squatting on the side of the road that familiar figure.
He covered his stomach, faltering, two people separated by a distance, but they are like telepathy, dusk ran looked up to see each other.
Both sides of the pupil to print surprised, Ning Xueyan this dead heart, like dead wood spring in general, and fresh up.
She walked through the crowd and came to him in no hurry.
Liu Ziwen's look changed from surprised to surprised, then to dejected. With his head down, he passed by her and was held by a pair of jade hands.
Ning Xueyan glanced at him and saw that he hung his head. She was afraid that he had no face to face her. She couldn't help but sneer: "how? When you see an old friend, you leave without saying hello? I'm here to congratulate you today. "
After all, she couldn't say anything too hurtful. She was always cruel to Liu Ziwen.
No doubt, her gloomy words are spreading salt on people's wounds.