Chapter 388: Whose silver is that?

Is this grape? Isn't it tribute from the southern small state? If we had to say who is most surprised, it must be Qing Feng Da Ru.

The Ministry of Agriculture, in order to cultivate grapes, consumed a great deal of manpower and material resources, but ultimately ended in failure, and thus gave up the idea.

I never expected that this bunch of kids would actually succeed in planting them, and looking at those plump fruits now, it's probably not just a simple success.

Yes, it's tribute grapes; I specially requested the seeds, then cultivated the seedlings, and had the kids do the planting. Jiang Yunchu answered while teaching the kids how to handle them.

Upon hearing this, the children understood; each pair of hands was clean and neat, without the slightest hesitation.

I'm preparing to have the kids challenge the Third List; do any of you, Masters, have any objections? Everyone had been working leisurely, but her words suddenly disrupted them.

Third List? Qing Feng considered the children's progress, then recalled the previous ranking, "Their grades make it easy to get on the list, but they won't rank very high—won't there be a gap?"

He would have refused outright before, but at Chun Hua Xue Yuan, anything that defies common sense happens.

No way!

Right, Qing Feng Da Ru, we won't.

Each child not only answered him but also showed a smile.

At their age, to have such an achievement is already rare and precious.

But……

They will only participate in the Third List; after that, they will withdraw from all further lists. Jiang Yunchu's words struck like a thunderbolt, hitting the ears of several people.

Why? Ningguang and the others didn't quite understand—wasn't it to train the children?

The process of climbing the list is the process of training the children; above the Third List are the Second List and the First List.

Those two lists are the ones with real competitive value.

Yet you're making the children give them up?

Jiang Yunchu looked at the children, and the children were also earnestly looking at her.

If I let you withdraw from the Second List and First List exams, would you be willing? She didn't answer Ningguang and the others; instead, she turned her gaze to the children.

One by one, youths wearing straw hats, sweat dripping from their heads.

Willing. Ning Hanmo was the first to speak.

No matter when, he knows his mother wouldn't harm them; since she's doing this, there must be a reason.

Willing!

Each child expressed their stance; although not in unison, they harbored no resentment whatsoever.

But what exactly is the reason? Ningguang and the others got no answer, and everyone felt a bit curious.

Jiang Yunchu smiled and said, "They already have the ability to self-study; their time is precious and can be spent on books or elsewhere."

They are going to go out.

As the children's knowledge accumulated, along with some practical experience, their cognition and learning ability underwent a tremendous change.

At this point, confining them to the academy would only waste their time.

That's fine too.

At this point, Kang Mengxian spoke up: these children are different from ordinary kids; they clearly know what they want and also know the direction they should strive for.

In this sandy place, the future path of these children has thus been set.

The list is open, the list is open, the Third List is open!

The sound of gongs echoed; to the left of the palace gate hung a large red list, with the two huge characters "Third List".

Below the Third List, a small boy in black clothes held a tiny square inkstone in his mouth, gripped a brush and white paper, stared at the scores on the list, and wrote something on the paper.

Hey, make way.

Have you finished looking up front? Quickly make way.

Clang clang crash crash, someone exclaimed, "Wait, Ning Hanmo? Aren't you from the Fourth List? Weren't you first on the Fourth List before?"

Wasn't he just seven years old? How did he end up on the Third List?

You're joking, right? Making it onto the Third List? Could it really be the Twelve Monsters?

……

Voices of discussion rose, though many also jeered, "What's the big deal about just one person making the list? Once rankings come out, they should still challenge the Third List."

Exactly, what about those twelve people? Only one made the list—nothing remarkable.

Chun Hua Xue Yuan is pretty strong, but that's about it.

……

Those who jeered hadn't even had time to examine the list closely, yet soon someone shouted, "Kang Wu is twenty‑eighth!"

Hey, you didn't look closely enough—Ning Qiancheng is thirty‑second!

What do you know? Has Kang Zhi Chun seen it? He's thirtieth!

……

One name after another kept appearing; those who had just been dismissing Chun Hua Xue Yuan as nothing special shut their mouths, sneakily glanced at their own scores, and then fled.

What else could they do if they didn't flee?

The boy in black clothes, after writing down his final score, covered the inkstone he'd been holding, capped his brush, and carefully placed them into a cloth bag.

This was given to him by the Dean after he made the list; he treasures it, alright?

……

Then the boy shouted loudly, "Whose silver is that?"

A sound rang out, and regardless of their background, everyone involuntarily looked over.

Many people immediately shouted, "Mine."

Clearly it's mine.

I just dropped it.

……

But where is there any silver?

When everyone realized they'd been tricked, each wanted to find the culprit, but where was that person's shadow?

Chun Hua Xue Yuan.

The black-clad youth, using lightness skill all the way, arrived at a certain place, immediately tapped the ground with his toes and leapt up.

But...

A silver-white spear thrust quickly at this moment.

"Kang Wen, you damn want my life!" That black-clad youth, his body quickly changed direction, then kicked a tree to stabilize, landing directly.

"Hey, Zhang Xiaosan, your hand technique is no good, but your lightness skill is perfected." Kang Wen, seeing his attack missed, also withdrew his technique.

During these three months, they withdrew from any ranking competition, uniformly prepared, and began taking the third ranking exam.

This was also their first time entering the competition for the third ranking.

As for their scores, they had an idea in mind, but they weren't confident.

"That's right, I'm the one who's going to make money all over the world—how could I die easily!"

"Zhang Cunwen gave a hehe laugh, then took out the white paper from his bosom and handed it to Ning Hanmo."

"Ning Eldest, the results are out."

This time in the bet, he lost, responsible for copying the results; if he weren't smart, he'd have been squeezed into a patty.

Ning Hanmo took out the list, first glanced over it; when he saw his own score, he slightly furrowed his brow—twelfth place.

It was a bit lower than his expectation; it seems the third ranking list is not so easy to break into.

Since they've entered the fray, next month they'll have to give it their all.