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Chapter 66

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    The Gong Yuan is under strict management. When Jiang Yan was admitted to the hospital, the head nurse specially transferred from the palace searched her body. Even her underwear had to be taken off inch by inch to check if she was hiding anything It was unexpected to be sick this time.  On the way, if you report to the examiner to ask for medical treatment, most of them will make a note on the roster. If the condition is serious, you will be disqualified from taking the test.

    Having come to this point, Jiang Yan couldn't wait another three years, so she gritted her teeth.  Fortunately, after vomiting, the churning in the abdomen subsided a lot, but the head was still dizzy.  She rinsed her mouth with clear water and slapped the cold water on her cheeks. When her body regained some strength, she took down another partition and put it together to form a bed.  sleep on the board.

    The second day was the first exam. Jiang Yan was supposed to be the best at the Four Books and Five Classics and rhymes, but because of her physical discomfort, half of the writing had double shadows, and her thoughts were not as flexible as usual.  The writing stopped until night fell, most of the examinees had already handed in the papers, but Jiang Yan still had unwritten rhymes, and her underwear was soaked in cold sweat.

    The examiner probably also saw her pale lips and cold sweat on her forehead, and didn't urge her to do anything, but ordered someone to put a candle on her desk.  This is the last time limit. If the candle is burned out and the paper is not finished, the examiner will force him to hand in the paper.

    On the first watch, the candlestick weeps, and in the cool night, the last candlelight is wiped out in the chilly spring breeze.  Jiang Yan made the last stroke and handed in the paper, holding her drowsy head for a long time without regaining consciousness.

    No one knows better than her that she must have failed the first test.

    There were rustling noises from next door, inspectors coming and going, the gaping bright moon hung on the tip of the tree, casting mottled and frosty moon shadows in the tribute courtyard.  Jiang Yan propped her forehead, bit her lower lip with deep tooth marks, and her jaw shook slightly. She sat and stood for a long time in the cool and watery night, took a few deep breaths to finally calm down, got rid of distracting thoughts, and forced herself to devote all her energy to the next  in two exams.

    This is a game. If she wins two out of three rounds, maybe she still has a chance.

    Fortunately, there will be a two-day break between each exam. Although candidates cannot leave the Tribute Academy, they have relatively free time for activities.  Jiang Yan applied for medical treatment as soon as possible, and in the afternoon, an old doctor carrying a medicine box came to the tribute courtyard accompanied by the supervisory censor and inspectors.  The examiner read out the regulations, ordering the two parties not to make any redundant gestures or eye contact.

    "When did the symptoms start?" The old doctor took the pulse and asked while pinching his beard, "What did you eat in the past two days?"

    Jiang Yan thought for a moment, and answered one by one according to the facts.

    The imperial physician looked at his expression, let out a soft 'huh', and asked again: "Have you been tired of studying hard lately, getting up early and going to bed late?"

    Jiang Yan recalled that she did not have a proper rest in the past two months to prepare for the exam and read at night, so she nodded.

    "Overwork, wind and cold entering the body at night, and dizziness caused by messy eating, usually it will be cured in a few days, and it is not a problem." The old doctor did his duty, and although the other party knew the pulse was a woman, he didn't say much, just  Sighed, "Don't worry, just take the medicine and it will be fine, pay attention to rest and keep warm."

    What the imperial physician said was true. Jiang Yan took the medicine and woke up refreshed after a night's sleep. The next two exams went well.  It's just the first defeat, the future is bleak, no matter how good luck is, it can only be resigned to fate.

    On February 15th, the test will be completed.

    ? On the early morning of February 16, the gates of the Tribute Courtyard were opened, the roadblocks were cleared, and hundreds of candidates, old and new, left the examination room of the Ministry of Rites one after another.

    ?It has been cool for a few days, and it is raining in the spring today. Many candidates have never brought umbrellas, and they all crowded under the gate steps of the Ministry of Rites to shelter from the rain, or ran around with their sleeves up in embarrassment.  Jiang Yan came out with a heavy package on her back, squeezed through the crowd, and saw a person standing not far in front of the etiquette department.

    He was dressed in a brocade robe and a big black hat, his eyes were hidden in the shadow of the brim of the hat. Through the smoky rain, he couldn't see his face clearly, but Jiang Yan still recognized him at a glance¡ª¡ªFu Li.

    He was holding a dark yellow oil-paper umbrella, never wore a knife, and his figure was as tall and straight as a pine tree. His gaze fell steadily on the entrance of the ceremony gate, searching for something among the candidates coming and going to take shelter from the rain.  Suddenly, his eyes met Jiang Yan's, his eyes lit up, and he strode towards her holding a paper umbrella.

    At that moment, the smoke and rain in Jiang Yan's eyes dissipated, and the apprehension and worry in her heart dissipated instantly, right and wrong success or failure were all forgotten, and her eyes and heart were filled with the appearance of Fu Li breaking through the wind and rain and welcoming him steadily.

    Among the hundreds of candidates, she was the only one who was waiting and greeted.

    As soon as she stepped down the steps, a wide paper umbrella blocked her head.  The rules in the palace were strict, and Fu Li didn't show much intimacy, he just took the heavy burden from her shoulders and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

    "Huh? Why are there Jinyiwei?"

    "It should be this little Juren's brother, relative or friend"

    theYan Yan waited across the street, and casually asked him about this while chatting.  Unexpectedly, Fu Li also shook his head, saying: "It's not me."

    "Strange." Jiang Yan became more and more puzzled, thinking: Or maybe it was Wu Mianxue and Wei Jinghong?

    After all, it was for Ayu's own good, so Jiang Yan put the matter aside for the time being and didn't think about it any more.

    On the second day, the apricot list was released, and there was a crowd of people from Yingtianfu.  Many people had asked their connections to inquire about the list in advance, but Jiang Yan sat calmly on the swing in the courtyard, letting peach blossoms sprinkle all over her body, and didn't even leave the door.

    She didn't know what kind of mood she should face.

    Fu Li didn't intend to go to see the list. After all, in his opinion, Jiang Yan was either the first or the second.  However, there are a little less official business today, after the handover, I passed by the city wall outside the palace gate, and happened to meet someone from the Ministry of Rites holding an apricot list and going to post it.

    After walking a few steps, he paused, thought for a while, and finally turned back, relying on a majestic brocade robe and official robe, he smoothly squeezed into the front row of the crowd watching the announcement.

    Soon, the staff of the Ministry of Rituals had posted the apricot list, Fu Li raised his head, and his eyes went straight to the number one on the list. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yan was not at the top of the list.

    It's not Huiyuan, the second and third are also good.

    Thinking of this, he frowned slightly, and looked down again, but the more he looked, the colder his face became.  He seemed unbelievable, took a step forward, and read the list of the ten people in the front row from beginning to end

    Still no Jiang Yan.

    ?Suddenly remembered Jiang Yan's fatigue and hesitation on the day after the exam, Fu's heart tightened, and he looked back.

    Among the twenty, there is no Jiang Yan.

    Among the thirty, there is still no Jiang Yan

    Whyis this the case?

    In the small courtyard outside Chang'an Street, Jiang Yan was swinging carelessly on the swing until the door was pushed open with a bang, and the spring breeze swept the fallen flowers into the courtyard, dancing like butterflies.

    Fu Li was dressed in an official robe and had no time to change. He stood at the door with unsteady breathing, his chest heaved rapidly, and his deep eyes were fixed on Jiang Yan, as if he had a thousand words to say, and the waves were turbulent.

    Jiang Yan was calmer than him, she touched the ground with her toes, and stopped the swaying swing.

    She knew what Fu Li was shocked about, and also knew what he was going to ask, so she only tilted her head slightly, and asked with a light smile, "Did I fail?"

    She asked this sentence so calmly, hiding all her sorrows, Fu Li only felt the pain in his heart, and wished he could run over and hug her tightly.

    In fact, he did the same.

    The wind swept away the remaining flowers, the sky was high and the clouds were clear, Fu Li's hasty pace brought up the falling flowers, and tightly embraced Jiang Yan's body in his arms.  The dark cloak was raised and lowered, and he was emotional. After a long while, he said in a hoarse voice: "Fifty-seven."

    The swing rope was tied, but Jiang Yan didn't care about it, she was stunned for a long time, her crimson lips were half parted, and she let out a long smile with a long sigh of relief: "Fifty-seven? Not too bad, luckily I didn't fail the ranking.  "

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    I've been busy for a while, so the update is a bit late, sorry~

    Thanks to the little angels for irrigating me with the nutrient solution~

    Thanks to the little angel of the irrigation nutrient solution: 5 bottles of elder brother under the hawthorn tree, 1 bottle of winter wine, 1 bottle of Tinglan

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