There was still some time before the college examination started, and Huang Tinghui was reviewing his homework in the inn.

Although after so many years of accumulation, Huang Tinghui is very confident about this college examination, regular study can still continuously improve his level.

After all, on the way to the imperial examination, even if you pass the imperial examination, it is nothing more than joining the imperial examination.

"Drink, drink, drink!"

"I'm happy today. Seeing that the college examination is coming soon. If you all have a drink, the road to the imperial examination will be even more exciting, very exciting!"

"There is wine today, it's a joyful day! Drink more, and you will be named on the gold list!"

Scholars all choose different methods to deal with the upcoming academic examination.

Some people are so nervous when they are ready to sharpen their guns in battle.

Some people relax themselves wantonly in order to face the upcoming college examination in a more relaxed state.

Huang Tinghui was between two kinds of scholars. He neither indulged himself too much nor was he so nervous that he sharpened his weapons in battle.

The day before the college examination started, Huang Tinghui ended his retreat and went shopping in Hangcheng Prefecture with his family.

"Dad, why are they so happy and drinking so much?"

"Could it be that they know they won't be able to do well in the exam tomorrow, so they got drunk first today?"

Lu Qiaosi pointed to the few scholars not far away and said to his father.

The innocent expression that day fell into Huang Tinghui's eyes, but he was a little bit dumbfounded.

Before the imperial examination begins, there are auspicious words to say.

Commonly known as: Asking for a lucky break.

If this sentence fell into the ears of those candidates, it would be hard for them to care about the little baby Lu Qiaosi. After all, children's words are unbridled.

For Huang Tinghui, the father of little baby Lu Qiaosi, if their glances could kill, they would kill Huang Tinghui countless times.

Huang Tinghui quickly picked up Lu Qiaosi and covered Lu Qiaosi's mouth, not daring to let Lu Qiaosi talk nonsense anymore.

"Daddy...well...daddy..."

Seeing Huang Tinghui and Lu Qiaosi looking like this, the little girl just covered her mouth and laughed.

At this time, everyone walked to a wonton shop, and Lu Qiaosi stopped playing. Looking at the delicious wontons, the little girl almost drooled.

"Qiaosi, don't talk nonsense!"

"If you agree, daddy will buy you wontons, how about it?" Huang Tinghui pinched Lu Qiaosi's little face and said to Lu Qiaosi.

"Well...well..." Lu Qiaosi made a pitiful voice.

Huang Tinghui smiled and said to Lu Qiaosi, "If you agree, just nod!!"

Hearing Huang Tinghui's words, Lu Qiaosi nodded.

At this time, Huang Tinghui put Lu Qiaosi down.

"Boss, bring us four big bowls of wontons."

Huang Tinghui and the owner of the wonton shop spoke.

"Okay, sir!"

"Four big bowls of wontons!" When the boss heard Huang Tinghui's words, he quickly picked up the colander and scooped up the crystal clear wontons.

Just after Huang Tinghui, Gong Zicheng, the little girl and others sat down, they heard a voice coming over.

"Zihu, have you heard of that story recently, which seems to be called the White Snake?" A scholar holding a folding fan said while looking at another scholar next to him who was dressed in extremely luxurious clothes.

"It's just some myths, nothing special at all!"

"But those traffickers and lackeys, they are quite happy with these so-called stories."

"Only these traffickers and lackeys like these folk fantasy novels. Such novels cannot be put on the stage!"

The scholar who was called "Zihu" was proud of his talent and disdained the popular story.

"If something can be liked by the general public, it means it is also a great thing!"

"Zihu may not know that this story was written by Huang Tinghui, a famous scholar from Ruian County!"

"This man's culture, skills, and military skills are far beyond ordinary people!"

"No wonder it is appreciated by the prefect. The fantasy novels written by such characters are quite interesting!"

"Zihu may not know that my cousin once went to Ruian County to challenge Mr. Xu Wei, but Mr. Xu Wei did not accept the challenge."

"The person who went to battle was none other than Huang Tinghui. At that time, Huang Tinghui suppressed many scholars by himself!"

"It's so popular!" After the scholar learned about Huang Tinghui's deeds from his cousin, he admired Huang Tinghui very much.

In particular, Huang Tinghui played chess with everyone and defeated them all, which made the scholar even more envious.

This scholar is not good at piano painting, but he has a deep understanding of calligraphy and chess skills.

Huang Tinghui's high chess skills naturally made him admire and appreciate him greatly.

"It's just a trail!" Hearing the scholar who was traveling with him praise Huang Tinghui so much, the guy named "Zihu" said with some displeasure.

"For readers, the most important thing is articles!"

“Second is calligraphy!”

"No matter how good Qin is in conversation, no matter how good she is in playing chess, it's just a trail!"

"Is it possible that superb chess skills can make people win gold medals, or that intoxicating piano skills can make people come out on top?"

"No matter how good the heretics are, if they have no achievements in the imperial examination, they will be of little use after all!"

After saying this, the rather arrogant scholar's expression became even more arrogant, "My father, Tang Sanhu, was born as a Jinshi, and he is also an expert in calligraphy and painting!"

"Even with this status and talent, my father has no intention of showing off in front of everyone."

"People who like to show off so much are nothing more than mediocrity!"

As he spoke, the man secretly hurt Huang Tinghui.

Listening to everyone's comments about him, Huang Tinghui didn't react much. Since ancient times, "literati have looked down upon each other", and Huang Tinghui didn't want to get into any trouble because of this.

Looking at the princes in the court, they will not get angry just because others say something bad about them.

This is the power of nourishing Qi.

If Huang Tinghui wants to go further in the future, his ability to cultivate Qi cannot be compromised.

However, Huang Tinghui does not want to argue with these people, which does not mean that Lian'er can tolerate others looking down on her husband.

Lian'er suddenly stood up, her little face bulging with anger.

"This young master is also a scholar. Why is he so damaging to others behind their backs?"

The little girl was not used to that person, so she asked directly.

Seeing Wu Feilian standing up suddenly, several scholars were stunned for a moment, and then the scholar took a step forward.

"I'm just waiting to make an evaluation. Does this girl think that my young master's evaluation just now is not fair enough?"

"The story of the Legend of White Snake is far from elegant. What's wrong with this statement?" the young man asked rhetorically.

Wu Feilian looked delicate, but she was an extremely smart girl. When she saw this man asking such a question, she said, "Then do you think there is any novel foundation in this world, based on the oral legend of White Snake?"

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Chapter completed!