Soon, the results of the capital examination were out. Although Gu Chenglin was a scholar, his ranking was on the lower end.
Gu Chengrui, who had accompanied him through the rankings, saw him drooping his little head and looking unhappy. He rubbed his head and said, "Alright, your results are already quite good now.
"It's best if you take part in the provincial examination six years later. Who knows, you might even be able to pass the examination in one fell swoop."
"I know, cousin. I was too anxious."
"Haste makes waste. Take it slow. It'll get better."
At the same time, in Shanghe Village, Gu Chengxi also received good news. He was also a lower-ranking scholar.
However, he was overjoyed.
Of course, the happiest one was Mrs. Sun. Her son had an official position, and in the future, the status of the mother and son in the residence would be higher.
