MTL - Ask Sword-Chapter 25 enthusiasm

  Chapter 25 Enthusiasm

  Li Jia Dalang?

  Zhai Yiming frowned, and quickly went through his mind, all the students surnamed Li in the state school.

who?

  Who has the qualifications to condescend so many important figures, not to let their own servants, but to personally take invitations and come to the state to find someone?

  Zhai Yiming thought of several names in a row, but he still had no idea, so he had no choice but to go forward, and cupped his hands to the president of the Mihang Guild who had just met at the family banquet a few days ago: "Guild Leader Zheng, this is you."

   "Oh, it's Yiming."

  The head of the Mi Guild also knew Zhai Yiming from the Zhai family, nodded, and said casually: "Is Li Jiadalang, who is your classmate, now in the state school? Please let me know."

   "Yiming is dull. There are more than a dozen classmates surnamed Li in the state school. I don't know which one Zheng Huishou are you looking for?"

   "Li Ang! Little Doctor Li at the Baoan Hall on the west bank of the Weishui Bridge.

   It was the one who healed the army horse of the supervisor at the beginning of the month. "

Mi Xinghui patted his thigh first, and said: "Yi Ming, you don't know yet? The prefect's mansion has just posted the recommendation list for this year's school tour. There are only two in the whole Weizhou, one is the prefect's daughter, and the other is Doctor Li, who was your classmate."

   "What, what?"

  Zhai Yiming's eyes widened suddenly, "Is this impossible? I know Li Ang. He usually doesn't talk very much. Whether it's poems, songs, scriptures, or policy questions, he is only considered to be above average in the state school."

   "Yi Ming, how can you call him by his first name?"

  Mi Guild first frowned and said, "It's normal that you don't know.

   Every year, the school patrols the state capitals to look for the school seedlings, and they will deliberately hide their identities. Even the prefects in various places don't know who they are.

   To prevent those wealthy families and wealthy businessmen from vying to please and causing trouble.

  The probability of the disciples recommended by the school tour to officially enter the school is more than 50% higher than that of ordinary students.

   It was already five or six years ago that the last school student in Jizhou was recommended to go to Chang'an.

  We are here this time just to make a good relationship in advance.

  Yi Ming, Yi Ming? "

  Mi Xinghui waved his hand and woke up Zhai Yiming who had fallen into a sluggish state, "Please go in and let me know. If you don't ask Dr. Li to come to our Mi Xing's dinner tonight, just know that we have the heart."

"This this"

  Zhai Yiming was still immersed in the great shock, his handsome face was slightly distorted.

  How could it be Li Ang Li Risheng who never existed?

  Essays, on family background, on conversation, on temperament, on poem names, on elegance,

   In what way is he not better than Li Risheng?

  Why, why did the Academy Tour Council recommend him? instead of yourself?

  Did he go blind during the palace tour?

  Zhai Yiming's face turned pale, and he felt heavy in his chest. He wanted to shout loudly that the school was unfair. He was sure to pass the state school exam and go to Chang'an to take the entrance exam again.

  However, the students who passed the state examination and the students who were directly recommended by the patrol,

   It can almost be said that it is very different.

   "I see, Chairman Deng."

  Zhai Yiming took a deep breath, forcibly calmed down, cupped his hands in a graceful manner, accepted the greeting card calmly, turned and stepped into the gate of the state school.

   Tap, tap, tap.

  Zhai Yiming passed by those students from the state school who were looking out curiously, quickened his pace silently, took the first step and walked back to the courtyard again, just as he saw Li Ang who was also curious and looking out, he walked forward with a smile, "Rising Sun!"

   "Brother Yiming."

  Li Ang bowed his hands in shock and returned the salute. Zhai Yiming is not a bad person, but he is a bit too snobbish. He almost never associates with classmates who have no literary talents and no family background.

   "Risheng, why didn't you even tell me the good news that you got the recommendation letter from the school tour?"

  Zhai Yiming held Li Ang's palm warmly and kindly, and forced the invitation into the other party's hand, "We should have been notified of such a good thing earlier."

"What?"

   "A letter of recommendation from the academy?!"

"How can it be?!"

   There was an uproar in the courtyard. The classmates who were sitting on the stone benches all stood up and looked at Zhai Yiming and Li Ang in disbelief.

   Song Shaoyuan also stood up in surprise.

   "Ahem, this is my fault."

Li Ang withdrew his palm from Zhai Yiming's hand, and said awkwardly: "I got the recommendation letter, but there are rules in the school, you can't tell anyone before the news is announced, so as not to expose the identity of the school tour and cause unnecessary trouble in the local area. Trouble."

   "Understandable, understandable."

  Zhai Yiming kept nodding his head, his attitude was unprecedentedly gentle and enthusiastic, "Risheng, you are favored by the school tour, and you have your own reasons."

   "Risheng, you got a letter of recommendation? Great."

Song Shaoyuan didn't care about the inconceivable and jealous expressions of the people around him. He took a few steps forward, patted Li Ang's shoulder happily, and said sincerely: "No wonder you said you want to withdraw from the exam. It turned out to be like this, and it made me worry about you." .

   Now your parents can feel much more at ease.

   Dear students, come to my house to drink in the evening! I cover all the expenses! "

   "I'm sorry, Brother Song."

   Li Ang cupped his hands sincerely and embarrassingly. In the situation just now, it can’t be said that the younger brother, I am actually an evil recommended student, right?

   Tap, tap, tap.

   At this time, a dozen of the young men who were in charge of reporting the news also rushed to the courtyard with invitations, shouting loudly, "Which one is Doctor Li? Who is it?"

  One of them scanned the courtyard, his eyes lit up instantly, pointed at Li Ang and shouted, "Little Doctor Li is over there!"

  A group of servants rushed over with greeting cards, Li Ang hurriedly apologized, shook off Song Shaoyuan's palm, and rushed to the courtyard of the prefect of the prefectural school in a panic, to go through the formalities of canceling the prefectural examination.

  (end of this chapter)