"It's really cold in the morning, and I don't know what questions to take this year."

Early in the morning of February, outside the Hong Lim Gate of Hong Lim Court, many candidates were waiting to enter.

It was very cold in early spring, and there was frost on the tiles of the eaves.

The candidates felt frozen hands and faces, but their bodies and feet were not cold, and they changed into new shoes and clothes.

As usual last year, His Majesty provided it, and after the exam, he took his old clothes and shoes and left.

Wang Xu put his hand in front of his mouth and sighed, wanting to warm his little hand with the temperature of his breath.

The three people who went to Liangpo Village to be village officials together were by his side, and everyone got along well.

"Come on, one for each person, don't eat too much and go inside to sleep." The convoy of the imperial court came out.

Stacks of pottery bowls, bamboo chopsticks.

The vat is filled with stewed mutton and lean mutton, and I am afraid that some students will not eat oil and water for several days and eat fat and bad stomachs.

Add tea eggs, cucumbers, pickles, and steamed buns.

One person holds more than half a bowl of mutton, a large steamed bun is placed on top of the soup, and tea eggs and small pickles are thrown into the soup to soak.

There are many students this year, and those who have not been admitted in the previous classes and go to become village officials have to take the exam.

There are also new candidates from the state capitals, crowded on the road.

"The court is getting richer and richer, and I am willing to burn the floor heating, distribute clothes, and study the four treasures, I must pass the exam this year and be a good official who does things for the people."

Xia Hao took his stewed mutton soup and squatted next to Wang Xu and said.

Wang Xu looked at some of the people in front of him enviously, they were both candidates.

The difference is that people are good at being village officials, and they don't wait for the exam, and they have already been awarded the rank of exile officials, either the first grade of exile or the second grade of exile.

These people are not required to take the imperial examination, and there are local arrangements.

They came to the test because they wanted to give a bigger official after the test, from the ninth grade.

The entrance examination is faster, and if you can't survive the exam for two years, you will also enter the ninth grade.

Like Wang Xu, after studying hard, the village gave a good evaluation.

has the identity of a foreign Liupin, but there is no place to arrange it, unless he continues to be a village official.

The small officials in the county are all more than three grades outside the stream, and there is no shortage of officials in Jingzhao Mansion.

In fact, all the candidates who go to the countryside have a foreign official, and the most checked is the seventh grade, which can be regarded as a reward for their hardships.

At least they can read and hyphenate words, which is countless times stronger than ordinary people looking for that.

If they don't even give a foreign official, how can they live?

"The officials of the Li family Zhuangzi who were admitted last year have replaced the village officials such as me, do you think they will touch the dust?"

Not far away, someone was talking with an expectant look on his face.

Everyone knows what he means, you are admitted, or Jiadi, and when you get to the village, you are not as good as us, what does it mean?

"Brother Donglai, who went to Liangpo Village, will they do well?" Chai Baohong listened to others and also talked to Wang Xu.

Wang Xu took a sip of hot soup: "I am all people who have been to the Li family Zhuangzi, how can Li Dongzhu teach people, and still use many words?"

Some people want to see jokes, just wait, those two hundred and twenty students are not in vain.

The previous forty students became county officials, and the limelight suppressed the county order and county officials. ”

"It's true, others have the background of the Li family's Zhuangzi, and they will try their best to get promoted quickly, but they are not in a hurry." Zhu An expressed his admiration.

The forty-two students are the most powerful, and everyone else has a real job, but Zhao Donglin does not.

But someone in the court said that when Zhao Donglin wants to be an official, he will directly join the army, and if he waits, he will give a history of assassination.

Zhao Donglin was in charge of 41 classmates and mobilized the entire Jingzhao Prefecture in 20 counties.

Isn't this the history of assassination, and the history of assassination is nothing more than a number of military aspects.

Zhao Donglin was in the Li family Zhuangzi and was cultivated by Li Yi alone, how could he not learn in military affairs?

The others still stayed in the position of the chief bookkeeper and the county lieutenant to do things seriously, and never mentioned the matter of promotion.

"It's a pity I didn't catch up." Xia Hao said, bowed his head and ate cucumber pickles.

He regretted that the Li family Zhuangzi had given him two chances, but he refused, and since then, only a group of students living outside remained.

They will also participate in the imperial examination this year, and help the people litigate for free on weekdays.

After the baptism of the village officials, the people who had outflow officials were not so arrogant.

New candidates are different, they feel that they have a big grasp, they are good at the test, and they are outstanding in the place.

So they gathered together, looking relaxed, thinking that the imperial examination was a formality for them.

……

In Liangpo Village, which was mentioned by Wang Xu and others, a person in a military coat was recording the location of the toilet at this time.

"Changyu, come and eat steamed buns, steamed buns from my mother's house in the morning, sauerkraut and oil residue filling." A woman greeted Zhou Changyu.

Zhou Changyu was the first in the imperial examination last year and was arranged to be a village official in the village.

He didn't see any officials on him, and if it weren't for the straight waist, he would look no different from a farmer.

His face was weathered, and his hands were cracked.

There was skin cream and hand cream, which he didn't wear.

As soon as he arrived in the village, he first looked at the thatched houses of each family, the size, the terrain, and the surroundings.

Holding a notebook to write and draw, he smiles at any villager.

didn't ask Muramasa Chen Mo to ask for account books, he knows how to be measured, can he ask for accounts casually?

"Chen Sanniang, no, there were leftovers last night, it won't be bad when it's cold, and you can eat it when you go back to the heat."

Zhou Changyu smiled and waved his hand, refusing.

The woman came over, pulled his sleeve and left: "Heat your dishes again at noon, eat steamed buns in the morning, the eldest lady's family is rich, and you don't need a pair of chopsticks." ”

Zhou Changyu was dragged to Chen Sanniang's house, there are sons and daughters-in-law at home, and two children, a boy and a girl, the boy is the oldest, and the girl is still breastfeeding.

He greeted them one by one, and chose a position facing other people's daughters-in-law, and they pulled away the pregnant child.

"Xiao Zhou, you've been here for a few days, and you've been watching other people's homes all day long...... Don't give an idea? You are a member of the Li family's Zhuangzi. ”

The old man sat on the main seat, and put a small bowl in front of him, and in the bowl was rice wine, which he drank early in the morning, and it was not so cold when he went out to work after drinking.

"Uncle Chen, it's almost over, I'll go to see Muramasa after dinner, discuss it with Muramasa, and see if the idea is right."

Zhou Changyu picked up a bun and gave it to the six-year-old boy and replied respectfully.

"What else is there to discuss, your Zhuangzi came out, others can't believe it, and they can't trust Li Dongzhu?" The old man said with a grin.

"The proprietor has said that one thing should not be taken lightly. It is duty to do right, and the people who do wrong are sinned. Zhou Changyu is still so respectful.

The old man bowed: "This is not wrong, Bishop Li Dong is better than others, and the four babies in the first year feel that they are capable, but they can't even cook." ”

"They are actually good, they are dedicated to the sake of the village, and their intentions are good." Zhou Changyu does not criticize others.

"You baby......

"Old man eats." Chen Sanniang grabbed two buns and put them on Zhou Changyu's plate.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, and go with you." The old man said no more, and took the bowl and drank.

Zhou Changyu is also not polite, eat, this family is indeed rich, planted ten acres of greenhouses, and hired two outsiders to work together.

After eating, he gently carried the old man to the village house.