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Chapter five hundred and thirteenth

The four of them first showed extremely surprised expressions, and then had different reactions.

The biggest reaction was Zou Wei, who exclaimed directly:

"This is impossible! Zhang Cong, who is the deed, can pass the exam? Why am I, Zou Wei, missed it again!"

After he said this, everyone around him noticed the name of Zhang Cong at the end of the list, and then they started to discuss it.

It’s not that everyone doubted that there was something wrong with it, because no one in Tumingcheng knew that Zhang Cong was an old scholar without money and power. If he had any skills, he wouldn’t have won the exam until now. The people around him just lamented that Zhang Cong was lucky. Maybe he happened to meet an examiner who liked his writing skills slightly, and maybe he was ready to study the exam questions this year, so he was able to go to high school.

"Brother Zou Wei has been attached to the appearance. There are many talented people in the world. Zhang Cong is now in the year of knowing the destiny of heaven. Perhaps it is not impossible for Emperor Wenqu to be sure of his sincerity."

The person who answered the conversation was the student who gave Gao'an's hexagram. At this time, he seemed very happy and did not feel any frustrated because of the failure of the exam. The young fortune teller who said that Zhang Cong had given him a gift, saying that he would be able to go to high school next time in the spring exam.

Since everything the other party said has come true and even Zhang Cong can be counted, this student doesn't have to worry too much about his future.

Although the remaining two were a little depressed, they were not as serious as Zou Wei. It is common for them to fail the exam, and both of them were much younger than Zou Wei and could take the exam for more than many years.

At this time, the student holding the folding fan suddenly suggested:

"Since that gentleman's calculations are so accurate, why don't we find the master again to calculate the divination and ask when will we be able to go to high school? Of course, Brother Zhu will definitely be able to go to high school next time in the spring exam. I'll congratulate you first!"

The remaining student also said:

"It's so good. If I wait for the next spring exam, I can go to high school like Brother Zhu. Wouldn't it be nice? Even if I don't win next time, I can make plans early if I know my future."

Unexpectedly, Zou Wei suddenly got angry at this moment:

"Good and bad luck are caused by heaven but not by me, and the will of heaven and earth cannot be captured. If heaven cannot fulfill its wishes, my fate is caused by me but by heaven!"

After saying that, Zou Wei left with his sleeves, obviously he would never go to Gao An to tell fortunes again.

The other three people did not chase after him, but stayed directly in the same place. Among the four, only Zou Wei had a dispute with the young master. It was difficult for them to talk to others if they took Zou Wei over.

"Brother Zou's words are too arrogant. You must know that the emperor of the dynasty also wants to worship God every year. How can we just students disobey the will of heaven? There are gods three feet above your head. Such crazy words should be cautious when speaking!"

The other three people all thought what Zou Wei said was inappropriate, and unknowingly isolated the other party from their small circle.

After reading the list, the three of them ignored Zou Wei and rushed to the place where they had met Gao An before.

Gao An people were posing in that corner with a strange divination stall, and they were still in a state of resting with their eyes closed. However, this time the three of them knew that the other party was a real master, so they became extremely polite.

"What the gentleman said is very accurate. All four of us failed the exam and returned. Today, I beg you to calculate another divination for us, even if we are a hundred, two thousand taels, we can give each other."

The first person to try to talk to the student surnamed Zhu, who was the one who paid Gao'an Gua last time.

Unexpectedly, Gao An didn't even open his eyes, and shook his head and refused:

"You only have a relationship with me. If you forcefully calculate another hexagram, you will only have the result of the destiny. Please come back, remember that 'knowing shame and being diligent, diligence can make up for your shortcomings'."

The three of them did not expect that the young man Bu Suan had such a statement, but there was no other way, so they could only leave.

If you lose your life, you will be in bad luck. If you are only infected with bad luck because of one hexagram, this hexagram is better than not.

The day after the annual test was released, a new guest was welcomed in front of Gao'an's Gua stall, and this person was Zhang Cong at the end of the annual test.

Zhang Cong was already completely different from the previous one. The sorrow and depression that had been a while ago suddenly disappeared, and the bitterness and coldness had disappeared. He changed into a decent new dress for a scholar, took care of his hair and beard in a very decent manner, and looked endless joy.

"Fortunately, Mr. Ji Yan was able to high school in his 50s. Today I came to keep my promise and return the gift!"

Yesterday was the most happy day in Zhang Cong's life. When the person who reported the good news told him that he was beaten by gongs and drums, Zhang Cong almost cried. Over the years, he had references to the spring exams every time, but he finally ended up with the failure of the exam, becoming a laughing stock for the students of Tuming City.

Later, Zhang Cong didn't even dare to watch the list, for fear of failing the exam again and being pointed at by others.

Zhang Cong had nothing to do except study and study, and his parents had already passed away. His biggest wish before his death was to go to high school. Unexpectedly, Zhang Cong was able to high school in this fifty year, which was also a perfect merit.

After the social event was over, Zhang Cong did the first thing he did was to go to the tomb of the kissing Chang to cry. Over the years, he had suffered too many rumors and was discriminated against by all students. Even the tenants outside the city looked down on him. All of this finally changed completely on the day the list was released.

In the future, all parents will not use Zhang Cong as a counterexample for their children to educate their children, but will advise them to persevere like him. Whether this persistence is right or wrong, Zhang Cong doesn't know. If he still fails this spring exam, he may be lonely and destitute in the future.

Fortunately, all this has passed. After becoming a tribute student in the middle of the exam, at least you will have no worries about food and clothing in the future.

As the saying goes, adding icing on the cake is worse than giving timely help. Zhang Cong naturally understood this truth, so he found Gao An's hexagram the next day.

Since Zhang Cong failed the exam many times, what he saw was more and more sarcastic and indifferent. No one had ever encouraged and supported him, especially in the last few years. However, he passed by the street market that day and suddenly heard someone say that he would be in high school this year. Zhang Cong's mood was imaginable.

But at that time, Zhang Cong was short of money and had no ability to repay others' favors. The day after he won the exam, he went directly to the yamen to receive scholarships for tribute students (the rewards for the list), and brought them all over to prepare to give them directly to this extremely young fortune teller.

"Sir is really a god. He actually expected that Zhang would still be able to pass the imperial examination in his fifty years. Today, Zhang came to Shunv to thank him. Please accept it!"

Zhang Cong opened his mouth and explained his purpose directly. He placed the hundred taels of silver he had collected directly on the hexagram stall, and at the same time bowed his knees and bowed his head and gave a big gift.

Gao An opened his eyes, shook his head at Zhang Cong and said:

"Your hexagram is not what you want, but I do it myself. I cannot collect this hexagram."
Chapter completed!
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