After the grand occasion of the day when the household department gathered to read and release the documents, taking the opportunity of mutual protection, whether it was the Ming Jing or the Jinshi, the people of the townships became extremely diligent in moving around each other for a while. At least when Du Shiyi comes back from outside every evening, he will know from Chibi and others how many people come to worship today, and how many people send poems, etc. Those who come to worship can still be put aside, but he can't ignore all the poems that can be sent, and he needs to choose some that can be replied to at night, and sing and send them back with tactful poems.

Of course, whether others will take advantage of this to make a name for themselves is not something he can consider.

If it is said that the people who seek the liberation of the Jingzhao Mansion will do everything possible to go to the Quanmen every year to do their own thing, then the situation of the provincial examination from October to the first month of the month is more than twice as exaggerated as in other seasons. Whether it is the mansion of the prime minister of the DPRK and the central government such as Song Jing Su Ying, or the honorable relatives and nobles like Jiang Jiao and Dou Xiguan, or the princess who is most trusted by the Son of Heaven like Yuzhenguan and Jin Xianguan, all of them are like forests and books are like clouds.

In praise of these poems and praises of these princes and powerful ministers, Du Shiyi was fortunate to see a bunch of mountains like mountains in Li Xian, who had just made meritorious contributions to the Son of Heaven and changed the title of King Ning. Although many of the middle were extremely beautifully framed, those domestic slaves and the like just rudely pulled out the valuable rhino horn shafts, nanmu shafts, and even jade shafts, and then sent those carefully embellished paper rolls to the kitchen to be used as firewood, without any intention of sending them to Li Xian. Even if Du Shiyi saw this scene, a house slave in charge of disposing of these ink scrolls just smiled nonchalantly.

"It's all things that can't be eaten or used, and keeping them is also in the way of taking up space, so it's better to send them to the kitchen, at least they can be used to the fullest."

Regarding this situation, Du Shiyi knew that he could not say much at the moment, let alone remind those scholars that it was impossible to curb such a wind of interference. Regarding the matter of the ranking that Lu Wangzhi had reminded, he was always thinking about it in his heart, but he never mentioned it no matter where he was at the banquet. However, contrary to the previous when Xi Wen only talked about Fengyue, now that he is famous, Xi Wen only pays attention to those important national political news, as well as rumors everywhere, and keeps it firmly in his heart.

Therefore, when Wang Maozhong asked Pei Ning's eldest brother Pei Kuan for the murder of the Wanqi general Ma Chong but was refused, he invited Zhang Jian to have a banquet at Wang Qiniang's house, which Jiang Shilang and Jiang Du had invited once before, in Pingkangfang. This time, Chu Lianxiang from Yanguan Capital did not accompany her in person, but Wang Qiniang still carefully selected two good-looking prostitutes to accompany the wine.

Zhang Jian didn't understand Du Shiyi's intention to invite him at first, but when he was drunk, when Du Shiyi said that in King Ning's mansion, he saw that the mountains of ink rolls were dismantled and sent to the kitchen to burn the fire. Now that he is famous, he can enter and exit many wealthy families, and he is expected to enter the first class, but at this moment, he still can't help but say with wine: "This wind of doing things is prevalent, and I am really unwilling to do it, and I am even more unwilling to do it!" It's like how much work and how much money I had to spend for that book of praise in the past!"

For example, today's township tributes gather in the capital, and the prostitutes in Pingkangfang have excellent business, especially this Wang Qi Niang's house is even more popular. Zhang Jian's voice was loud, and a singer who accompanied the wine on the side hurriedly smiled and comforted: "Why does Zhang Langjun mention the old things again? If you are proud now, why should you talk about the past downfall?"

"It's me who is down, and I'm proud, what's not to say to people, and it's worth hiding it? Even wherever I go, I have to say, if I hadn't met Brother Du, a noble person, I wouldn't be where I am today!"

Zhang Jian's voice was very loud, and for a while, the few people in the room next to him who were drinking and ordering all of them suddenly heard it. One of them smirked and said, "Proud? Before this year's move has even begun, someone dares to say proud?"

Other movers are not like this, Meng Lang, when he has a smart inquiry to the singer, at first there is naturally no result, and when one of them promises a silver hairpin, one of the singers who accompanies the wine only then smiled and said: "Next door is Du Langjun, the head of the Jingzhao Mansion test this year, and Zhang Langjun, who is ranked seventh, who doesn't know, as long as he gets the Jingzhao Mansion ranking, he will be nine out of ten stable, is it not a legitimate pride?"

As soon as these words came out, the five or six people in the room immediately became interested. In the past, when the household department was gathered, many people suffered from those strict officials, and seeing that the scholars of Guozijian and Jingzhao Mansion all passed the pass with ease, who did not compare in their hearts? So, after glancing at each other, someone whispered, "You might as well listen to what the two righteous and proud Lang Jun next door are talking about?"

The house where the prostitutes used to drink and order was neither a place to stay, nor was it used as a place for conversation, and it was not soundproofed, and a few singers did not speak in a knowing way, and the voices of the voices next door gradually became transparent. If it weren't for the singer reminding her that there was Du Langjun's family waiting outside the wing room, they would have gone out to listen to the corner in front of the door.

"Brother Zhang does not forget the beginning, this heart is commendable. It's just that you have been walking in various princes and nobles these days, don't you think that there is actually a trick to this dry line?"

"Oh? Forgive me for being stupid, how can Brother Du say this? I only know that I can ask my fellow villagers and clansmen, and the rest will not be known. ”

"For example, a noble prince like King Ning and King Qi, who doesn't ask about court affairs, prefers silk and bamboo orchestral singing and dancing beauties, no matter how well those ink scrolls are written, what's the use? If you really want to do what you like, why don't you bother to write one or two songs that you can do for them

"

Hearing this, a few scholars who also had the intention of hitting the luck and sent ink scrolls to those princes' mansions couldn't help but look at each other, and then some people suddenly realized that they patted their heads, and there were also secret plots that were good at music and rhythm.

"For example, Bi Guogong, Chu Guogong, and even the Cui Mansion where I live now, these powerful eunuchs, all have their own advantages, and they want to inquire about it, how easy it is to talk, but in fact, in the head of the imperial examination, not everyone can speak, so the way of the scroll is not much more expensive. With the intention of casting a wide net and catching more fish, it is precisely the result that you will get nothing. For example, Song Xiangguo is a precipitous person who is not invited, and those who go to his mansion are often directly rejected from the door, and even the ink scroll may not be able to be sent in, but if it can be sent in, will it become famous? Although Su Xiangguo is gentle, he is never recommended, if he is really impressed by the recommendation, wouldn't it be several times better than the recommendation of the rest of the ministers?"

If the words in front of him have already pointed out the maze, then the words heard at this time, even if they are already vague, as if the person who spoke has drunk too much, but everyone in the next room has pricked up their ears and listened carefully, even a few singers. Finally, Zhang Jian seemed to be curious, and urged repeatedly, and the young Du Jiulang opened it again......

"Song Xiangguo is upright, he admires the justice of the prison the most, and hates the most people who have conclusive evidence to cry out for injustice, but the chief criminal officer is blamed, so if you want to impress Song Xiangguo, you can't do it because of poetry, but because of things. For example, if there is a recent suspicious case, the chief is under pressure but it is difficult to enforce the law, and all kinds of outspoken words before the carriage and horses seem to me to be much more appropriate than to painstakingly prepare the ink scroll. As for Su Xiangguo, from the end of the day, if he is diligent and thrifty, he is naturally more likely to move people's hearts. For example, Jingzhao Yin Yuangong likes to be a scribe who can only write poetry and history, so Wannian County tried Jingzhao Mansion to test, and the questions came out of the Confucianism scriptures and righteousness......"

Du Shiyi seemed to be drinking while being a treasure, and when he saw Zhang Jian dumbfounded, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart The biggest difference between the family and Hansu, the biggest advantage of Jingzhao's disciples compared to the scholars in various states and counties is that resources and information are completely unequal. So, as if drunken, he said something more, and then he pretended to be drunk at his desk. Sure enough, Zhang Jian saw his situation, hurriedly got up and pushed him twice, and when he saw that there was no response, he got up and went to the door, and called in Chibi, who had been waiting there.

Since the attempted robbery that night, Chibi has almost followed Du Shiyi wherever he went, and at this moment he saw that people were already drunk, although the faces of the two accompanying singers had **naked longing written on their faces, he still said unmoved: "Zhang Langjun is in vain, I have to send Du Langjun back." ”

"It's almost time for me to go back." Zhang Jian still remembers the old practice of doubling the palm candle, although Du Shiyi invited him today, he still didn't want Du Shiyi to spend this extra sum for himself. So, he didn't pay attention to the charming singer, and hurriedly stood up and said, "I'll help Du Langjun get on the horse with you!"

The two people in this compartment helped Du Shiyi to leave, and the scholars next door to the compartment listened to the movement for a while, and came out to look around again, making sure that the person was really drunk and went back, and several people whispered for a while, and they didn't drink the wine anymore, and they didn't stay overnight, so they put down the money and went back. When Wang Qiniang heard the news, she was so angry that she scolded her mother when she saw that little money. But she was also shrewd, and called the singer in the room to ask, and when she knew what was going on, her eyes flickered, and finally she gently slapped her palm.

"That Du Langjun accidentally leaked the opportunity, but he couldn't just cheapen the guys with the fastest slippery feet! A few of you will sell this news to the other Lang Jun here tonight on the pretext of boasting about the sages in the science field, and at least take back the money you have collected for the night!"

When Chibi helped Du Shiyi dismount in front of the main gate of Cui's house, and then carried people all the way back to the guest house, he finally couldn't help asking: "Lang Jun is hoping to kill people with a knife?"

"To borrow a knife is to borrow a knife, but to kill is to kill the person who dares to kill during the day." Du Shiyi knew that he was meticulous and couldn't hide it from him if he pretended to be drunk, so he whispered, "Song Xiangguo is upright, but he has a lot of opportunities, and he may not have the kung fu to keep an eye on it all the time, but as long as someone reminds him, his words in front of you are more effective than those who say 10,000 words from others!" In this way, Pei Kuan's name can be regarded as a moving name, and I am also worthy of the entrustment of the third senior brother. ”

Chibi secretly sighed that Du Shiyi's move was righteous first, and secondly, he quietly buried a nail for Wang Maozhong, and he couldn't help but be extremely respectful in his heart. When he helped Du Shiyi back to the guest house, seeing Du Shisanniang hurriedly greeted him with Zhuying and Qiu Niang, he thought about it and followed up the house, and then said: "Du Langjun entrusted me to select some available people before, and I asked reliable people to do it." Do you want to bring it, please Du Niangzi when to see it?"

Du Shisanniang heard about this for the first time, and couldn't help but be surprised, and Du Shiyi was being served by the bamboo shadow to wash her face, and after hearing the words at this moment, she immediately said: "Just tomorrow, you bring people to Thirteen Niang!"

When Chibi left, Du Shiyi looked at Du Shisanniang and said with a smile: "Thirteen Niang, outside the male lead, inside the female lead, I will entrust this matter to you." In the future, Fanchuan's old house will be repaired, and this will be used at home, so there can be no sloppiness!"

Du Sanniang was about to ask the whole story, but when she heard that Du Shiyi had entrusted this burden to herself, her heart was hot, and then she nodded heavily: "I understand, don't worry, brother!"