After marrying a rough man, I played mahjong to support Shoufu

The man in Tsing Yi let out an angry shout, which immediately attracted the attention of another scholar.

The scholar in gray cloth pushed through the crowd and came to the man in Tsing Yi, "Brother Xu Mo, what happened?"

When Xu Mo saw someone coming, he became more confident and pulled him over.

"Brother Wang Ping, come and judge. These people are not only arrogant, but also extremely unreasonable. They even said that my fan is a fake. It was passed down by your ancestors."

When the scholar named Wang Ping heard Xu Mo's words, his eyes flickered a few times, and then his face tensed slightly.

Seeing Wang Ping's micro-expression, Shen Xian understood what was going on, Xu Mo bought a fake from his friend's hands and didn't know himself, it was a big grievance.

Wang Ping's complexion quickly returned to normal, and he looked at Shen Xian and his party unkindly.

"Everyone, this fan was handed down from my ancestors, and I have been appraised by everyone in Qinghe Hall. It is definitely Zhang Taibai's authentic work. How can you say it is a fake?"

As for the authenticity, Shen Xian and Zhao Shun are not experts, the words were spoken by Yan Chongluan, so it is natural for him to tell the difference.

Originally, Yan Chongluan was not a competitive person, but what Xu Mo in Tsing Yi said was really unpleasant, so Yan Chongluan deliberately taught him a lesson.

With a chuckle, Yan Chongluan said slowly: "The beautiful picture of mountains and rivers painted on your fan was painted by Zhang Taibai in the sixth year of Kaiyuan. After the painting was completed, Zhang Taibai gave this fan to the former Prime Minister Wang Jizhi."

"After the fall of the previous dynasty, this logistics fell into the hands of the great general Nie Ping. As a military general, he didn't like writing and ink, so he sold this fan. After several twists and turns, it was auctioned at Yong'an Hall ten years ago, and it fell into a certain chamber of commerce. In his hands, these are well-documented."

After all, Yan Chongluan rolled his eyes slightly, "Since there are traces of the original work, isn't the one in your hand a fake?"

Seeing Yan Chongluan talking eloquently, Zhao Shun in Tsing Yi also believed him three points, and his eyes immediately fell on Wang Ping.

Wang Ping's lips trembled, seeing that Yan Chongluan's attire did not look like ordinary people, but at this moment he absolutely cannot admit that the fan is a fake.

Xu Mo's family had some savings. After Wang Ping got acquainted with him, he felt that he was stupid and had a lot of money, so he hired someone to imitate the Shanhe Jinxiu fan and sold it to Xu Mo at a high price.

Now that the money is almost spent, if the matter is revealed, they will not be able to pay for it.

"Brother Xu, you and I hit it off right away. I will never lie to you. The fan in your hand is really from Zhang Taibai. You can't trust these people who talk about it."

Wang Ping's words were sincere and his tone was firm, and Xu Mo immediately dispelled his doubts.

"That's right, this person's words are not trustworthy. Brother Wang, I believe you. People who talk like this to them will definitely lose their reputation!"

Hearing what Xu Mo said, Wang Ping breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing this situation, Shen Xian was a little speechless, for the sake of this, Xu Mo was still stubborn, no wonder he wanted to be taken advantage of.

"Mr. Yan, since someone is obsessed with obsession, don't waste your time with him."

Yan Chongluan smiled slightly, and said nothing more, a good horse should be matched with a good saddle, and a fool should be matched with an idiot.

"The list is released! The list is released!"

Someone yelled, and the crowd who came to check the list suddenly became agitated.

Wang Ping and Xu Mo all turned their heads to look at the officials who were posting the list, trying hard to see their own names on it.

But looking up and down, left and right, no matter how you looked, there were no names of the two of them, and each of them immediately sighed.

"Wow, Mr. Xiang, you are the top three!"

Shen Xian looked at the list with twinkling eyes, and the top three had the word Zhao Tieshu, which was tied with another person.

According to the usual practice, the top three in the general examination will be tied on the list, and only after the palace examination will they be ranked higher.

Liu Qing glanced around, and found that he was No. 20, which was much higher than his psychological expectation.

Yan Chongluan laughed loudly, "Congratulations to you two brothers, I said that you are talented, but there are still people who don't believe it."

Yan Chongluan deliberately raised his tone, letting his words reach the ears of Wang Ping and Xu Mo.

At this moment, Wang Ping and Xu Mo felt as if they had eaten a dead fly, as uncomfortable as they were.

Especially Xu Mo, who was still questioning other people's words just now, but he was ranked in the top three, and his face was slapped.

Wang Ping's face tensed slightly, he glanced at Xu Mo, and then moved aside calmly.

After a while, Xu Mo recalled that since those people were very knowledgeable, what they said was probably true, the fan in his hand...

"Brother Wang, this fan..."

Xu Mo raised his head and found that Wang Ping had slipped away at some point.

"Hateful! Bad friends bully me!"

With a 'slap' sound, Xu Mo brushed the fan bought by Qianjin on the ground.

At this moment, Shen Xian and his group didn't have the heart to pay attention to Xu Mo any more, but were silent in the joy of winning the list.

After Zhao Shun looked at himself, he also saw Liu Qing, and then he cupped his hands gently and said, "Brother Liu, congratulations."

Liu Qing hurriedly returned the gift, jokingly said: "Brother Zhao, I should be the one who congratulates you. You are only one step away from being the number one scholar."

"Well, do your best."

Saying that he did his best, Zhao Shun was bound to win the No. [-] Scholar position. Only by proving his worth would he be more likely to win Yuwenji's henchmen.

After the imperial list was announced for a while, there were officials standing at the gate of the palace.

"Zhao Tieshu, Liu Changge, Zhang Tingsheng, follow me into the palace to face the saint!"

After a loud shout, two young men hurried out of the crowd and walked towards the officials at the gate of the palace.

Zhao Shun took a deep look at Shen Xian, filled with emotion in his heart, he was able to get to this point, all thanks to Shen Xian's company and support.

Shen Xian's peach blossom eyes were full of smiles, and he said obediently: "My husband, go quickly, I'm going to participate in the competition too, let's try to win the first place together."

"Okay, it's a deal." Zhao Shun smiled.

Amidst the noisy discussions of the surrounding people, Zhao Shun slowly walked out of the crowd and followed the officials into the palace.

Looking at Zhao Shun's back, Yan Chongluan couldn't help but sighed, "Brother Zhao was a child like me."

Liu Qing didn't have time to accompany him to express emotion, so she held Yuechan's hand tightly, and Yuechan stood beside him and wept with joy.

Shen Xian looked at the three of them and said with a smile: "I'll take a step first, let's celebrate together later."

When Yan Chongluan heard about the celebration, his mouth immediately became greedy, "It doesn't matter, I'll see you tonight."

Shen Xian got into the carriage straight away, and rushed towards Tianque Tower.

Today is the main match of the 'Sparrow God Competition', and it is also an important day to compete for the first place. She has been delayed in front of the palace gate for a long time, and if she is not fast, she may not be able to catch up.

At this time, Hongye waited for Shen Xian outside the gate of Tianque Tower for a long time, and most of the contestants had already entered it.