County school, Wang Xiu reported to an old scribe who was about sixty years old, and the process was very simple, nothing more than whether there was any adultery during this time.

There is a Song generation who is extremely tolerant, whether it is a farmer, a businessman or a monk, he can participate in the military state examination. However, there are restrictions on tolerance, and not everyone is eligible, except for non-native citizens, they are not allowed to participate in the state's examination, and those who are adulterers, fights, and parents are not eligible to participate in the examination. Scholars from county schools were concerned by the local government and judged whether they were eligible to participate in the examination.

In the bright school building, the old scribe's face seemed to be smiling, he glanced contemptuously at Wang Xiu, who had just come in, and said to a fat man in front of the table casually: "Your kid is also in vain, so you can save a few round-trip money." ”

"Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to go to the tiger mountains."

Wang Xiu couldn't see the fat man's face, he saw the pile of fat meat trembling, and he couldn't help sweating, this guy can really talk nonsense, it is estimated that it is enough for the tiger to have a full meal.

After the old scribe recorded the name, the fat man turned around with satisfaction, smiled at Wang Xiu, and said wittily: "Wang nerd, we are really difficult brothers." ”

Wang Xiu rolled his eyes, and scolded you in his heart, you are a dead fat man, who is a difficult brother with you, and he ignores the fat man.

"You nerd, what kind of sour measures do you pretend to be with me, cut." The fat man glanced at Wang Xiu with disdain, flicked his sleeves and left.

The old scribe's cloudy eyes rolled around, swept over Wang Xiu from time to time, and said half-loudly: "Wang Dalang, you fought with Splashy in the morning, and you came back so soon?" ”

Wang Xiu smiled bitterly, it's really a good thing not to go out, but evil things go a thousand miles, he touched the bruised skin on his face, and said softly: "A few people are looking for trouble, and the students have suffered a big loss." ”

The old scribe's words were obviously pointed, and his answer was also clever, positioned to find trouble on the other side, he was not fighting but protecting himself.

"Well, although it's a troublemaker, you're a Sven, so you really shouldn't fight." The old scribe stroked his white beard and looked at Wang Xiu meaningfully.

"That's what Lao Su said." Wang Xiu had a headache, the other party grabbed the reader, he really can't say, it's about whether he can be qualified to participate in the exam, he must not be careless, once he is caught, he will have no hope of the imperial examination, this is the biggest failure in life.

The drunkard doesn't mean to drink! Glancing at a book on the table, he hesitated slightly, gritted his teeth and took out a small bag containing broken silver and big money, and said with a forced smile: "Lao Su has profound knowledge, students want to buy the books you have been reading, I hope it will be helpful to my knowledge, and I hope that Lao Su will be successful." ”

Look at this kid is very good! Is your head bright? The old scribe twisted his beard and smiled, and the old face twisted into a blooming chrysanthemum. Then again, the little money of the state and county officials is no more than two dollars a month and one stone of rice, or if you don't find something to make the students filial piety, it can be said that they are extremely poor.

However, he was still a little worried, Wang Xiu had never honored him for a penny, he just wanted to take advantage of it, but he didn't expect the nerd to open his mind, and he looked at the small cloth bag and estimated that there were seven or eight dollars of broken silver. The excuse is a bit abrupt, but it's still very comfortable, anyway, this famous nerd doesn't know how to try, so it's okay to send him a personal favor.

"It's just a book, I'll give it to you." The difference between Wang Xiu and before and after was too great, and the old scribe did not dare to believe that as a county school official, accepting money from students was a great crime, and he would not be exiled.

Who is Wang Xiu, the former pride of the sky, who has never seen the brick family called the beast, how can he not know the heart of this old boy, there is a difference between ancient and modern, but the people's hearts remain the same, and they are ever-changing.

Successful people don't care about temporary gains and losses, they can't be a man, how can they be a man? Bear with me, bear with me!

He lowered his voice, pretended to be compassionate, and said in a low voice: "How dare students take Lao Su's love book, if Lao Su can endure the pain of love, the students are really grateful." "That's sour! He endured a toothache and took the dirty book in his hand and turned the page, and continued to say sourly: "Lao Su Yadao, Jingyi poetry is very important, but miscellaneous learning is a magic weapon for self-cultivation, it can be seen that Lao Su has been deeply taught by the sages, and students are indispensable to ask for advice from time to time." ”

Some people say that he has won the teachings of the sage, and he suddenly felt that he was born at the wrong time, and he just despised Wang Xiu, and immediately made a gorgeous change, and sighed with a smile: "Hey, it's a pity that the old man has a splendid article in his chest, but he has to endure the pain of the knife and pen, and the time is also, and the life is also." ”

Wang Xiu was completely sour, and he had goosebumps, but he had to hold back a smile, and said with a straight face: "Old Su Dade, the student is really admired." ”

"Okay, in the future, I should study more and mess less with those martial artists. By the way, five days later, Zhongli will also participate in the cultural meeting, and if you come over, you will pay 50 Wen. The old scribe circled his name with a big stroke of his pen, and then sighed long, as if he was taking pity on himself.

Wang Xiu's heart was cramping, those broken silver and big money, but the Xie family had accumulated, and he could buy a stone of high-quality japonica rice! It ran out all at once.

The heart that was just down-to-earth, when I thought of Wenhui, I was raptured again.

The literary club is a place for scholars from the county to communicate with each other, and even a place for them to learn in disguise. Some people are reluctant to go to the state to study, and there is no one to guide them when they study at home, so they pay some money every time, and regularly hold literary meetings between teachers and scholars.

Can you not encourage it! In these years, the expenses are huge, and the scholars themselves take money to communicate, saving an expense for the state and county, no matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat!

Wang Xiu is a person who understands, if it were yesterday, he may not feel it, he only knows that he is bored to study, but today he understands that it is a good opportunity to learn, saying a thousand words and ten thousand, two words 'no money'.

Fifty dollars is embarrassing! There are only three cents left in the bag.

He hesitated, but was noticed by the old scribe and asked, "What's the matter, Da Lang, aren't you leaving?" ”

Wang Xiu took a deep breath and smiled awkwardly: "Lao Su, fifty yuan, isn't it too much?" ”

The old scribe has been studying in the county all his life, how can he not see Wang Xiu's thoughts, he also knows a little about the Wang family, for the sake of Wang Xiu's filial piety to him, he said slowly: "Fifty wen is indispensable." ”

"This." Wang Xiu was in trouble, it was impossible to go home and ask for money, and he was black-eyed to make money outside.

"However, there is an errand, if you are willing to do it, you can make a thousand dollars, and you will be exempted from this fifty yuan." There was a hint of cunning in the old scribe's cloudy eyes.

Wang Xiu's eyes lit up and said, "I don't know what kind of errand it is?" ”

"The master is going to repair the household registration, and you need a neat scholar, see that your kid is usually dumbfounded, and the handwriting is neat, a volume of household registration is six hundred yuan, limited to two days, do you want to do it?"

It's a chore! A volume of household registration is not thick, but it is a small pen, the workload is huge, the time is tight, the county government is lazy to do it, every time they hire unknown poor scholars to do it, except for the extreme poverty, few people are willing to take the job.

Wang Xiu regretted giving all the money to the old scribe, and it was good to leave dozens of dollars for himself! There is no regret medicine in the world, a good opportunity must not be missed, although the old scribe is greedy, but he still has a little conscience, he nodded heavily, and said: "One volume, delivered in the afternoon the day after tomorrow." ”

The old scribe's face smiled like a chrysanthemum, and he could sit and get a hundred yuan again, he was really shrewd in this matter, and he was more pleasing to Wang Xiu in his heart, took out an empty volume, and said softly: "Go back quickly!" ”

It turned out that he had been ready to find a wrongdoer, but people had to bow their heads under the eaves! If I had the money, would I do this? Wang Xiu pouted and left, leaving an innocent old scribe to admire himself there.

When he got home, he found that Wang Cheng's face was pale, and he kept walking in the house, Xie Shi sat on the high-backed chair with a sad face, and put two large red lacquered wooden boxes in front of the door, and asked strangely: "Father, mother, this is." ”

Wang Cheng snorted coldly and didn't answer, but Xie wiped his tears with a handkerchief and said, "Big brother, you're back, you go back to the house to read first." ”

Wang Xiu looked at the demeanor of the second elder, and felt bad for a while, immediately walked to the wooden box, opened the lid of the box, and a pair of eyes suddenly straightened, and then the corners of his mouth turned up, and he smiled: "It's really the road to the sky." ”xh118