Taixing City, after several military disasters, the county has also been moved.

This green brick city shaped like a watermelon is nicknamed "melon city" by the people, and now the green bricks look very new. This is to defend against the Japanese invaders, the county magistrate Yao Bangcai received nearly 30,000 taels of official silver from the imperial court, and was ordered to build a new city wall in Taixing.

The rebuilt new city has a circumference of four miles and a height of six or seven meters, which is already like a fortress. There are five gates, a moat, and stone bridges for people to enter and exit.

Lin Haoran entered the city from the Chengjiang Gate in the south, but in front of him was a wide horse road, and the flags of the streets on both sides were waving, and the people were shopping for goods in this lively street.

"Foshan iron pot, durable, fair price!"

"The best Songzhou cloth, don't miss it when you pass by!"

"Leizhou soap, the skin is smooth and the meat is tender, the first choice for cleansing!"

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Today is the market period, and the cries on both sides of the street are endless, showing the flowery appearance of the southeast county.

Lin Haoran, who is dressed as a son-in-law, also walks around and has a look, sometimes choosing in front of shops or stalls, and also buys some goods.

For the understanding of economics, the quality of a local economy is directly related to the local consumption power. The more diverse the variety of goods here, the more proof that the people here are prosperous.

Meng Zhao followed Lin Haoran all the way, looking at the lively scene on the street in front of him, but he couldn't help but sigh and said: "This Taixing is not famous, but I don't want to have such a prosperous scene!" ”

Through this observation, Lin Haoran also felt the same way.

There happened to be a stall writing for others next to the place where the two of them were standing, and the young scholar had just completed a transaction, and he responded with disdain: "This brother, this is your lonely and unheard, haven't you heard of my Taixing Zhang Sanfenghu?" ”

"In Xia Mengzhao, a person from Panyu, Guangdong, when he first arrived in your place, he didn't hear of Zhang's Sanfeng, and he asked his brother to teach him!" Meng Zhao was not annoyed, and seemed polite and authentic.

The scholar saw that the other party was so polite and well-dressed, so he also restored the demeanor of a scholar and said: "It turns out that Brother Tai is from Guangdong, and it is no wonder that he doesn't know the three phoenixes of the Zhang family. After a pause, he said eloquently: "The so-called Taixing Zhang's three phoenixes!" One said, Zhang Yu, the word Fengju, Hongzhi nine years of Jinshi, the official to Henan Zuobu political envoy; One said, Zhang Chong, the word Pengju, Zhang Yu's second brother, Hongzhi 18 years of Jinshi, the official to the prefect of Jiangxi Guangxin Mansion; One said, Zhang Yuhui, the word Huju, Zhang Yu's eighth brother, Zhengde nine years of Jinshi, the official to Henan political envoy. ”

"The three brothers are all Jinshi, if you don't hear about it with your own ears, it's really incredible!" Meng Zhao's eyes widened slightly, and he sighed in surprise.

Lin Haoran was also slightly surprised, the difficulty and fairness of the imperial examination of the Ming Dynasty were extremely strong. There are mostly fathers and sons like Xu Jie and Xu Fan, but it is an extremely rare phenomenon for three brothers in a family to be in the same Jinshi.

If an ordinary family can produce three Jinshi in a row, even if the Zhang family is only a farmer, then it can also become a famous family in the family or place.

But I didn't expect that such a powerful family really appeared in the Ming Dynasty, and the three brothers all won the fame of Jinshi, and two of them also became political envoys from Henan Province.

The scholar looked at the degree of surprise shown by Meng Zhao, and his heart was also a little complacent, but he immediately shook his head lightly and said: "It's just a pity that the descendants of the Zhang family are not angry and have not been able to inherit the glory of the Zhang family's three phoenixes, and no one has won the Jinshi fame so far." ”

Meng Zhao's face showed a wry smile, knowing that this was a common phenomenon, but he glanced up at the hanging calligraphy, and complimented the scholar: "Brother Tai has a good pen, and he will definitely be able to follow in the footsteps of Zhang's Sanfeng in the future and be named on the gold list in the capital!" ”

The sedan chair carries people, which is a way of life.

The scholar shook his head lightly, and said lonely: "Taixing has been exhausted since Zhang's Sanfeng, and there is no Jinshi, so I only want a meal for today!" ”

Meng Zhao smiled awkwardly, but didn't know how to comfort him.

Listening to the word "Wenyun", he couldn't help but glance at Lin Haoran. Since the teacher was far away from middle school, Guangdong's literary movement has obviously shown a great omen, and the scholars in Guangdong have kept pace with the times, and he seems to be able to use this title of the gold list of literary fortune.

When Lin Haoran heard the current situation of Taixing, he sighed helplessly in his heart.

He doesn't believe in Wen Yunyi, many things are inevitable. With the unfair publication of educational resources, this seemingly fair and just imperial examination has been slowly monopolized by the government and businessmen.

Just like the top universities in later generations no longer have poor children, it is already more difficult for poor children to be named on the gold list. Taking last year's Chunqiu as an example, the sons of Yang Bo and Pan En, two important court officials, were both Jinshi, and the father of the champion Shen Shixing was the prefect of Suzhou.

For other regions, Taixing County is naturally superior in terms of educational resources, but in the entire Nanzhili area, it can only play the role of cannon fodder. Unless the Taixing Zhang clan can continue to cultivate the children who are fighting for qi, this situation of no jinshi will continue.

The streets of Taixing are crisscrossed and crossed, similar to the former Leizhou City.

Turning into a street, the group came to a salt shop.

The salt shop is like an ordinary shop, but the door is obviously larger, a few baskets of snow-white Huai salt are placed on a brick platform, and a shopkeeper leads two guys to sell.

The shopkeeper saw that Lin Haoran and Meng Zhao were dressed extraordinarily, so he took the initiative to come out and greet: "Two guest officers, do you want salt?" ”

Meng Zhao took a step back slightly, and looked at Lin Haoran.

The shopkeeper is a clever person, and he immediately accompanied the smile and prepared to greet Lin Haoran.

Lin Haoran stretched out his hand and took one from the salt piled up in the bamboo basket, and asked casually: "Shopkeeper, how do you sell this salt?" ”

"Childe, the price of my salt is the fairest, and this high-quality Huai salt only costs one cent and six cents of silver per catty!" The shopkeeper immediately made an offer.

"Why is this Huai salt so expensive? I've just come from Guangdong, and it's so much cheaper than yours! Lin Haoran's brows furrowed slightly, and he raised his head to look at the shopkeeper in front of him.

"Childe, this salt is incomparable! The price of salt depends not only on the quality, but also on the region and the vintage! Like last year's salt price, the highest price was three or four cents of silver! The shopkeeper shook his head lightly and said seriously.

Lin Haoran saw that his grasp seemed to be alert, so he nodded lightly, lowered his head and said casually: "Then give me ten catties, and see what the quality of your salt is!" I met a salt merchant at the dock yesterday, and he knew that I had set up a pickle shop in Jingjiang County next door, and the price was much lower than yours! ”