Discipline traitor husband

Chapter 165 Going to Beijing to take the exam (2)
January passed, and it was February in a blink of an eye. During these days, Bu Youran ate delicious food and didn't use his brain much. On the contrary, his body gained a lot of weight, and his clothes were a little tighter.On the contrary, Fushan was in a worse situation. Not only did he eat less, but he also studied harder, and his body was thinner. Now his jaw is so sharp that it can be pierced with paper.

It's finally time to take the boy test.In the Guangjing Dynasty, there was a rule that if you want to take part in the official imperial examination, you must first pass the local boy's test, and the boy's test is divided into county test, government test, and hospital test.As the name suggests, the county examination is presided over by the local county magistrate, and there are five consecutive examinations. After passing, the government examination presided over by the government officials, three more examinations, and finally the college examination presided over by the provincial Xuezheng or Xuedao.

Bu Youran and Fu Shan passed the college examination with good grades of No. 17 and No. 15 respectively, so both of them can be considered as Tongsheng, they can be regarded as entering the class of scholar-bureaucrats.But there is no salary, no official position, but there is no need to pay taxes, and the government is not allowed to use punishment privately.

After Fu Baren learned about it, he was overjoyed, and specially held a banquet for three days to invite his parents and villagers to eat and drink. There were more than 100 tables, which can be described as an unprecedented event in this county.

Huo Xiucai was specially invited to be the chief, as a special guest. During Fu Baren's toast, Huo Fei took the time to say to Bu Youran, "Actually, this result is fake."

Bu leisurely raised his eyebrows.

"Look at the people from No.5 to No.10. They are all related. If Fu Shan didn't have Mr. Fu walking behind him, the ranking might be after fifty, and he would not be eligible to take the imperial examination at all."

Bu Youran looked at him in surprise, "Are you serious?"

Huo Fei nodded, "It was my mentor who told me that he is the chief judge of this boy's test."

Bu Youran couldn't help frowning.

Huo Fei was puzzled, "You're a weird person. You shouldn't be ridiculed when you hear that Fu Shan's grades are false? On the contrary, you are still worried about him. Why, do you expect him to really pass the imperial examination?"

Bu Youran sighed, "If he can really pass the exam, I will fail Amitabha."

Huo Fei smiled, "I don't think Master Fu is worried about him. You are just his cousin, and he doesn't treat you well. Why do you treat him so sincerely?"

Bu Youran stretched her brows, and deliberately hid it with a smile, "After all, they are considered relatives. If I can become an official, I would be honored, right?" After finishing speaking, she hurriedly left with an excuse.

Huo Fei couldn't help frowning behind him, shaking his head helplessly...

After the banquet, according to reason, Bu Youran and Fu Shan should leave for the capital, find a place to live in advance, and prepare for next year's imperial examination.However, who would have thought that just a week before the departure, Fu Shan had a high fever, and Fu Ba Ren was so anxious that he even invited several doctors to his home, but they all shook their heads and said that there was no cure, saying that there was no cure. It is smallpox. Smallpox was basically a terminal illness in ancient times. People with good physical fitness may be able to resist it, but most of them cannot.

Fu Baren became haggard all of a sudden, and even left the gambling house to the housekeeper to take care of. He sat in the hall of the main house all day long, depressed and drinking.

Bu Youran thought that when she came to the ancient times, she brought some medicines with her. She went back to the house and rummaged through them, but most of them belonged to treating colds. The only bottle was a cephalosporin anti-inflammatory drug. The doctor in the house simply treats a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

In the middle of the night, Bu Youran sneaked into Fushan's house, and she could not see her fingers in the pitch black. She stood at the door for a long time, and when her eyes got used to the darkness, she walked to the quiet bed, and saw the person on the bed who was always there on weekdays. Fu Shan, who is arrogant and domineering, is breathing as thinly as silk, as if he is dying at the last moment. Although he can't move his body, his ears are still sharp. He suddenly opened those dim eyes and looked at Bu Youran who was approaching. , "What are you doing here?" Although the words were sharp, the tone was much calmer than before.

(End of this chapter)