Chapter 166

In the Imperial College, Fang woke up, picked up his brush, looked at those topics, but thought a little and began to write.

"Isn't he playing fat?"

The tall and thin Mu Chun asked his companion.

Shande said, "I think he is scribbling. Now it's up to Mr. Hong. Just answer one question correctly and Fang will be ruined when he wakes up!"

Mu Chunxi said, "that's the best. As long as Mr. Hong wins, we can all appear in the capital. The road of the imperial examination must be smoother in the future."

The world is bustling, all for profit.

These so-called followers are just like scavengers on the prairie. They wait for the big man Hong Bingzheng to hunt Fang Xing, and then we can eat some rotten meat that the big men don't want.

Hong Bingzheng saw Fang Xingzhen start writing. His face trembled. Then he raised his brush and couldn't fall down.

Seeing this scene, Chen Mao was very anxious. He saw it just now. Hong Bingzheng gave Fang Xing ten full questions, but Fang Xing had only two.

Two questions! Your brother should at least do one!

Outside the Imperial College, a large number of people gathered together, including scholars and servants.

Everyone is here for the same reason: waiting for the results inside.

"Who wants one? Come here!"

Several big men found an open space, put on a piece of cloth and shouted, "you can buy Hong Bingzheng and Fang Xing's win or lose, lose one!"

If you lose one, the dealer is at great risk.

But it doesn't make money for things with little risk!

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, the big man said, "it's estimated that anyone present knows us? Let's see clearly that we are from Shuntong building. We have no deception, young or old, and no regret in betting!"

Wen Yan immediately surrounded the people, handed the money indiscriminately, and shouted, "I'll buy Hong Bingzheng one or two silver!"

"I'll buy Hong Bingzheng ten Liang silver!"

"Get out of the way! I bought one hundred and fifty liang of Hong Bingzheng!"

"I'll buy seven hundred Liang!"

For a time, several big men in Shuntong building were busy and sweating to collect bets.

Just as everyone was buying Hong Bingzheng, a weak voice came.

"I... five hundred taels of silver!"

Everyone was stunned at the sound, then dodged a way and saw an old man coming in accompanied by a strong man.

The bet stalled for a while, and then everyone laughed.

"I said, old man, don't bet indiscriminately. There will be no hard-earned money at that time!"

"Yes! Old man, but if you don't bet, won't renshuntong building lose a lot? Do you think so?"

"Yes, old man, make a bet quickly. Maybe the party who wakes up today will win?"

A group of people were booing, and the big men in Shuntong building were also smiling at the old man.

The old man did not hesitate to pass the treasure note, "I will win!"

"OK, bet without regret!"

Take the treasure note and write the bill immediately. A bet is finished.

"It's starting again!"

At this time, a bribed Guozijian student shouted at the door: "Fang woke up and wrote. He also said that it was time for Hong Bingzheng to give half a column of incense."

"What about Hong Bingzheng?"

Hearing that Fang woke up and wrote, those who bought Hong Bingzheng quickly asked.

The student grabbed the back of his head and said awkwardly, "Mr. Hong is still meditating."

When the student went in, the betting people were comforting each other.

"Don't worry, Mr. Hong was born as a Jinshi, but he was wronged that year, so he gave it..."

"We must have confidence that Fang Xing is just a person. How can he compete with the great Confucianism!"

These days, great Confucians are like academicians of later generations, and they are still academicians of the two academies, not those with high status.

So after comforting ourselves, everyone was anxiously waiting for the follow-up news.

"I'm finished!"

In the Imperial College, Fang woke up and threw away his brush. Then he took the towel from Liu Pu and wiped his hands. He got up and said, "what's the matter with Mr. Hong? Do you want me to make more than half of Zhu Xiang?"

When they heard the speech and looked at Hong Bingzheng, they found that his face turned red at this time, just like he had just done a sport. The water color was very lovely.

Chen Mao gritted his teeth and coughed, suppressing the noise.

Hong Bingzheng picked up his brush again, just like writing on the execution ground.

"Good! Mr. Hong really made Fang wake up more than half of Zhu Xiang!"

The people were stunned at the sound, because it was Fang who woke himself up, not someone else.

Fang Xingzheng looked respectfully at Hong Bingzheng and said to the surrounding people, "it's really a smoked gentleman. Our generation is not alone!"

"If only you knew!"

That Mu Chun said triumphantly. He thought Fang Xingzhen had a great appreciation for Hong Bingzheng.

"Time is up!"

As the incense went out, Hong Bingzheng reluctantly put down his brush. He didn't find it himself, but the people standing behind him saw it.

"Mr. Hong's back is wet!"

A student pointed to Hong Bingzheng's back clothes and said in surprise.

"Maybe it's too hot?"

A professor replied.

But everyone looked at each other's clothes and looked at each other.

It's not too hot today!

Today's temperature is 278 degrees, and there are many big trees in the Imperial College, so it feels very pleasant.

Chen Mao put away two test papers and glanced at Hong Bingzheng.

Hong Bingzheng felt a little collapsed at the moment. He could only nod slightly, and then looked at Fang Xing who was calm and relaxed.

Boy, do you want to cheat?

"Cough!"

After a dry cough, Chen Mao recruited several professors to prepare for on-site verification.

Fang Xing said with a smile: "dullele is not as good as zhonglele. I have a blackboard here. Write it out for everyone to see!"

"Yes! This is a rare opportunity for us to learn!"

The good student immediately coaxed.

"Yes, yes! Let's see!"

Liu Pu lowered his voice and said, "do you want to cheat?"

"Who said that? Stand up!"

Chen Mao was furious, but the voice just now was a little noisy. In addition, Liu Pu said it in a shrill voice, so he couldn't find anyone at all.

But with this saying in front of him, Chen Mao looked at Hong Bingzheng in embarrassment and had to let Fang Xing's servant support the big blackboard in the open space.

In full view of the public, Fang woke up and saw that Chen Mao hesitated, so he said to the students, "who can write this kind of blackboard?"

This was a rare opportunity to show up, so several students stood up.

Chen Mao took two answers and was silent and unwilling to let go.

"Mr. Xueqin?"

Several students felt that Chen Mao's mood was not right, so they asked softly.

Chen Mao gave a shout, then gave the answer to several students, but he flashed to the side.

Seeing this behind the scenes, Fang woke up and nodded to Hong Bingzheng: "Mr. Hong, the good play has begun! Are you ready?"