"Why don't you take the township test? But there is no one to guarantee it? Or is it some other reason? Ah, yes, yes, the old man heard that your father was a speaker, and you yourself have done it, but is this because of this?"

The old man surnamed Wang suddenly heard that Su Mo said that he would not participate in the township test, and after being shocked, his face suddenly changed greatly, and he asked anxiously. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Old man Xu's face also sank at this moment, a pair of cloudy old eyes looked at Su Mo fixedly, and when he heard the old man surnamed Wang's question, a look of annoyance flashed in his eyes.

In the Ming Dynasty, there was a rule that the township examination was held in the north and south of Beijing, as well as the location of the political envoys in each province. All candidates who have passed the county examination can participate. But there are two prerequisites.

The first condition is that before the township examination, there will be a local school administration, or an inspection of the school administration to do a thorough examination, and only those who pass will have reference qualifications. This process, also known as bail, requires at least two written reports from the person in whose lowest status is the person in question;

The second condition is that the children of prostitutes (prostitutes), excellent (actors), subordinates (servants in the government), and soaps (servants in the army) are all innocent and are not eligible for reference. To participate, you must be three generations older to qualify.

When the old man surnamed Wang heard Su Mo say that he didn't take the test, he immediately thought of the obstacle. With Su Mo's knowledge, although it is only a short contact, it should be impossible to pass the first test at least. Then, if the first condition cannot be met, it is obvious that there must be something greasy in it! This is also the reason why the old man Xu is secretly annoyed, he has seen more than the old man surnamed Wang, and naturally he also thought of a certain possibility.

And if it's not the first problem, it's the second problem. If this is the case, it is with the identity of the two of them, I am afraid that it will not be easy to solve. This made the two old men anxious, and they only had brief contact with Su Mo, and the two old men had a good impression of Su Mo, and they couldn't help but want to take care of him.

Su Mo couldn't help but be moved in his heart, and for a moment, he suddenly felt a kind of wavering, wavering about his lack of career. But it was only a matter of a moment of thought, and the thought was put aside.

Now it is easy to be impulsive, but what about when the impulse is over? Not to mention the atmosphere of officialdom that he has known for a long time and is extremely disgusted, it is absolutely impossible for him to adapt to it with his temperament. Can he pass the exam again and again?

After the township test, it will be tested, and after the test will be completed, it will be the palace test. These exams are not about composing poems and lyrics, but about a total of several. It involves various fields such as the Four Books, the Five Classics, the Policy Theory, and the Eight Strands.

In the first session, the article "Analects", the article "The Mean" or the article "University", the article "Mencius", a poem with five words and eight rhymes, and four poems of scripture and meaning, each of the three and four book questions in the initial field must write more than 200 words, and the four questions of the scriptures need to write more than 300 words;

The second scene is the Five Classics, which is often referred to as the Five Classics. Then, try to write one of the four formats of edict, judgment, table, and edict, and the argumentative essay should be more than 300 words;

After that, for the third session, try to use five current affairs and strategies. That is, to express opinions or opinions on current affairs and government affairs at that time in combination with scripture theories, they must be written in the formal eight-strand essay format.

In this way, the test is over. After the examination, the winner is called the one who lifts the person, and then participates in the final examination prepared by the emperor himself, which is the palace examination.

Although the palace examination is not so complicated, it is closer to practice. It is often the king who is settling or considering a government that is going to be resolved. Ling Juzi answered on the spot, and the time was mostly four to five hours.

With Su Mo's level, plagiarizing a poem or something, the Ming Dynasty dared to call it second, and no one dared to call it first. But if you really test these scriptures and eight shares according to the exam regulations, it will be a joke.

Mr. Su knows how to fart? He knows how to ass. So, impulsively, take the exam, pull it down!

"Come on, old man, don't howl, don't think about it. For no particular reason, I just didn't want to take this test, really. Su Mo shrugged and said lightly.

Old Xu and the old man surnamed Wang were both stunned, and the questioning in their mouths stopped abruptly.

"Why?" Halfway through, the old man surnamed Wang looked gloomy as if he was about to drip water, and asked as he glared at Su Mo with burning eyes.

For a moment, the old man surnamed Wang had an impulse to smash Su Mo's head open to see what the hell was inside.

"What, why, why do you have to take the test?" Su Mo didn't have any sense of anger, tilted his head and looked at the old man surnamed Wang with a grin and asked rhetorically.

The old man surnamed Wang was stunned for a moment, and his brain couldn't react for a while. This is like asking who is going to eat and sleep.

For these people, ten years of cold window, then entering the exam, and then entering the office, this ring is the same as eating and sleeping, so why do you need anything? But the kid with a hippie smile in front of him asked like that, which made him really don't know how to answer at that moment.

"Learn the art of literature and martial arts, and sell it to the emperor's family. Why bother asking?" The old man was obviously not so easy to fool, but after a moment's stunned, he reacted, and immediately said loudly and angrily.

Su Mo still had a breezy expression, "Oh, the glorious lintel, that's it?" That is to say, everyone is troublesome, digging out their hearts to study for exams, and become officials, but in the end it is just for a false name, is that right?"

The old man surnamed Wang was stunned, feeling that this was not right at all, but he couldn't get around it, and he didn't know how to express it.

"What do you want to say, kid?" The old man surnamed Wang frowned and thought hard, but the old man Xu next to him was not confused, he reached out and patted Su Mo's head gently, the old eyes that looked cloudy were full of wisdom at this moment, looked at him gently, and asked softly.

Su Mo looked at these eyes, and his heart couldn't help but burst, and suddenly he had an illusion that all his tricks were completely nowhere to hide in front of these eyes. It was the gentle voice of the old man Xu, and the power was many times stronger than the old man's drink surnamed Wang.

"What, ahem. He couldn't help but laugh dryly, rubbing his hands uneasily, and then reorganized the language.

"I think you don't have to be an official to get ahead. There are many ways to contribute to the country, to seek the welfare of the people, or to shine on the lintel or something. Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion. As long as you are willing to work hard and work hard, no matter what you do, you can become a pillar of talent, which will be beneficial to the country. That being the case, why do we all rush to squeeze that single-plank bridge and have to become officials or something? After we have read the book and learned so much knowledge, is it not for the purpose of applying what we have learned, but only for the sake of becoming officials? If so, it is better not to read this book. Otherwise, they will either become a trainee who eventually becomes a fly camp dog, or they will become nerds and rotten Confucians who don't understand anything and have no benefit to society, the country, and the people. So, maybe without my participation, I would have let someone who is more suitable than me to be an official become an official? Wouldn't it be better than me to do it? At least I feel that I am not the most suitable for being an official, so I just don't do it. Well, that's what I think. ”

Old Man Xu and Old Man Wang listened quietly, at first their faces were angry and unbelieving, but gradually, they became thoughtful.

After a long time, Old Man Xu muttered: "Three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion...... Apply...... Drill camp people, pillars of talent, nerds, rotten Confucian....... suitable, unsuitable, most suitable...... Hey, hey, hey!"

He muttered under his breath, a mockery on his face that grew with each word. The old man surnamed Wang next to him also seemed to have an understanding, his face was uncertain, suddenly stubborn, suddenly ashamed, suddenly gritted his teeth, and suddenly depressed......

"Incisive!, but also incisive!" In the middle of the sound, Old Man Xu suddenly smiled and praised loudly. Look at the old man surnamed Wang who was still struggling, and then look at Su Mo with an innocent face on the side, the look of love in his eyes poured out unabashedly.

Stretching out his big dry hand, his rough palm gently pressed on Su Mo's head, and sighed: "I can't imagine it, I can't imagine that I, Xu Pu, have been conceited and noble all my life, but I can't escape a drill camp in the end." This life has passed in a daze, but I am fortunate to hear such warning words in my old age. Okay! Okay! Okay! The so-called morning news is that it is okay to die at night, and it is also a word. Pathetic! Sad! Ridiculous! Hahahaha, ridiculous. ”

He said three good words in a row, and then sighed three times, and later, he suddenly stood up with the desk, and actually laughed out loud. There seemed to be a flash of light on an old face, as if it had been freed from some kind of shackles, full of relaxation and freehand pleasure.

Su Mo looked at him a little inexplicably, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. It seems that I have ignored something, but I want to understand what I have ignored, but I can't find that feeling, and I can't help frowning slightly.

The old man surnamed Wang changed his face greatly, and hurriedly stretched out his hand to support the old man Xu, and said in a trembling voice: "Mr. Qianzhai, how can you be so arrogant! If you are all from the drill camp, in my Ming Dynasty, who else has the face to stand in the court and serve the king! No, you can't do this!" As he spoke, his eyes suddenly turned red.

Xu Pu shook his head with a slight smile, pushed away the support of the old man surnamed Wang with his backhand, but pressed it on his shoulder, and said indifferently: "Providence! Qinzi, the old man thinks that you and I can explain this errand at this moment. What do you think?"

Hearing this, the old man surnamed Wang turned his head to look at Su Mo, who was dazed, and couldn't help but sigh and nodded lightly.

Xu Pu showed a happy look on his face, turned around and looked at the sky, his eyes were far away. After a while, he suddenly said: "When I go back this time, I will officially submit the submission." Old and decrepit, it's time to see the spring flowers and autumn moon, and taste the arbitrariness of the Jiangzhu fishing wood. Otherwise, do you really want to be the drill camp who doesn't go to the stack? Haha, go to Hugh, go Hugh!

The old man laughed again as he spoke, but the laughter was full of joy, full of unrestrained feeling, like the wind that floated across the river and through the forest, free and wanton.

The old man surnamed Wang had a miserable face, and he wanted to persuade him again, but his mouth opened and opened, and he finally failed to say half a word.

Turning his head to look at Su Mo, who was still thoughtful, his eyes couldn't help but become complicated. Today's unintentional encounter may be a great thing for this kid, but what about the Ming Dynasty, Your Majesty, and these virtuous ministers?

Xu Ge is determined to tell the old man to leave, without this respected old man, what will this Ming Dynasty become after all?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh deeply. Helping Xu Pu to step on the boat carefully, he ordered to pack up his things and start the boat.

"Oh, I'll go!" On the shore, Su Mo, who was frowning and thinking hard, finally remembered, and couldn't help but scream violently, and when he looked up hurriedly, he saw that the boat had already gone far away. At the head of the boat, two old men stood side by side, and when they saw his gaze, one of them waved his hand slightly, then turned around, and lowered himself into the cabin and disappeared.

The boat was smooth sailing and extremely fast. After a while, it was blurred. Su Mo looked at it blankly, and suddenly rushed to the river, jumped hard, and shouted: "Old man, old man Xu! Old man Xu Ge! Come back, come back, I'll make you a pair of glasses~"