Linghe Mansion is located in the northeast of the West Road of Guangnan in the Daeyong Dynasty, which is the thoroughfare of the three provinces, and the transportation is quite convenient.

Naturally, people who come down from the capital will also go here to Ningcheng.

At this time, on the official road of Fu County, Linhe Prefecture, a carriage staggered from the north.

A horse is a good horse, a car is a good car, and the whole frame and carriage are made of fine wood.

Behind were a few slaves, following the car step by step.

"Master, there's a tea pavilion in front, do you want to stop for a cup of tea?" The driver of the carriage was a sturdy man, and next to him sat an old man in his fifties, who looked like a butler from the way he was dressed, and at this time respectfully greeted the carriage.

"It's okay, I'm tired too, get out of the car and sit down." An old man in his fifties, with gray hair but strong spirits, dressed in fine clothes, waited for the car to stop and got out of the carriage.

The two slaves next to him came over and helped him to the ground.

The old man who got out of the car looked around; "The scenery here is not bad, a piece of greenery, green mountains and green waters."

The butler smiled and said; "It is said that this south is a barbarian land, and I think it's not bad, and the folk customs are not much different from the Central Plains."

The old man in Chinese clothes said; "It is said to be a wild place, but since the Qin Dynasty, there have been Han people who have been here, especially at the end of the Song Dynasty, a group of Han people from Hakka people poured in, and now this side is dominated by Cantonese people and Hakka people, which is naturally no different from the Central Plains."

"Master, I really know everything." The butler patted the horse's ass gently, causing the old man in the costume to laugh.

Then he took the lead, led the group into the tea house, ordered a few cups of the best tea, drank a few sips, and saw a group of people coming to the south of the official road, about dozens of people.

At the head of the group was a line of officials, holding aloft the sign of evasion.

The housekeeper who walked to the door of the tea house and looked at it came back and said respectfully to the old man in Chinese clothes; "Master, the county order of Fu County is here, and there is a group of scholars."

"Alas, this group of people don't want to study hard, they always want to take a shortcut to the left side of the camp, these people don't have to pay attention, you just let the county order come over."

The butler answered, and went out for a moment to bring back two people, who were now a thin man in his forties, with two black beards, and bowed down as soon as he entered; "The county order of Xiaguanfu County will meet the inspector."

It turned out that this old man in Chinese clothes was the new inspector of Guangnan West Road.

The post of inspector is changed every three years, and is appointed by the imperial court, and is generally held by officials who are born above the jinshi level and have official positions in the capital.

The school inspector is also called Xuexian and Xuezheng.

They went to the various provinces, and were mainly responsible for supervising the local school officials, such as the teachings of each place, as well as the various conditions of the school.

And the most important responsibility is to show talents.

Within three years, the inspector went to the various provinces of a province and presided over the examination, because the school administration is also called the Admiral College, so the examination held by the inspector is called the college examination.

No matter what official position the inspector originally held in Beijing, even if it was a seventh-grade official, when he went to various provinces, he was at the same level as the political envoy from the second rank and the third-rank envoy.

During this period, he was treated the same as the chincha.

Having said that, the inspector can't control the local officials, so it's okay when he inspects the prefectures, and the prefect and county don't dare to slack off.

In the provincial capital, although officials at the level of political envoys and envoys did not offend him, they did not pay much attention to him.

This scholar's surname is Mei, called Mei Yiming, and he is a five-grade petty official in Kyoto, with little power, otherwise he would not have been sent to such a far place to be an inspector.

But this person likes to read articles and give lectures. Talent and morality are still well-known in Kyoto.

Follow the work process of the inspector. Every time I go to a government, I will ask the local officials to prepare the articles on the list of undergraduate government examinations, read the level of local readers, and have a small understanding of the local education situation.

This meeting with the county magistrate of Fu County is also a process, chatting a few words, and by the way, taking the government examination papers prepared by the local county magistrate as soon as possible.

After taking the examination papers, he continued south, and traveled until evening, where he stayed in a large town.

After dinner, Mei Duxue went to the guest room, looked at the hill where the sun set in the distance and the village where the smoke rose like a veil, and sighed; "It's still Zhong Lingyuxiu here, but it's a pity that there are no talents, which may be the reason why the education is not deep enough."

"Why did you say that, sir?" The butler on the side asked.

Inspector Mei shook his head; "I read fifty examination papers today, even the first place is mediocre, and the rest of the articles are even more boring.

"Is it really that bad?"

"Uh...... If you insist on finding a tall one among the short, then the level of the article in the second place is still spicy. ”

The butler poured him a cup of tea and said with a grin; "I heard that the county order of Fu County said that sixty-five were admitted, why didn't I read fifteen articles?"

This housekeeper has been a scholar of Inspector Mei since he was a child, and he has followed him since he was a child, and he knows the temper of the master very well, and the chat is naturally very suitable for the master's shooting.

Inspector Mei sneered; "I can't bear to look at the front one, let alone the one in the back."

"Then the old man should rest early, and he will continue to hurry tomorrow."

Inspector Mei nodded, washed his face after drinking a cup of tea, and at this time it was dark outside, so he asked the housekeeper to light the lamp, picked up a book and was about to read it, after thinking about it, he picked up the remaining test papers, and picked up one to continue reading.

"Alas, it's just bullshit, what the hell is written." Seeing this, he crumpled up the roll of paper and threw it on the ground.

The old butler, who was arranging the bedding next to him, smiled and didn't say anything.

"I'm going to see if the rest of the article is worse and how bad it can be."

So he picked up the next one, read half of it, and threw it away.

"The allusions are not used well, and the children are admitted, this examiner is really blind."

"This one is even more outrageous, and it's completely hilarious to use this word here, idiot!"

It seems to be saying to the butler, and it seems to be talking to itself.

Soon, the ground was littered with paper, some of which were discarded whole, some of which were crumpled into balls, and some of which were directly torn.

"Huh! This test paper is okay, according to the evaluation level of this examiner, should this test paper be in the top 20 at least, how can it be in the sixty-second. ”

Finally saw an okay volume, he carefully read the Bagu text, commented pertinently, and then went to read the Pentateuch questions.

"Is it Zhishangshu? Hehe! Mei Duxue smiled, his book is also a book, and he is not bad, if his overall talent is considered thin and famous in Kyoto, then alone, his Shangshu is a little famous.

In the circle of Zhishangshu, his views and interpretations will be a bit marketable.

The Pentateuch question is only a few hundred words, and for a person like Mei Inspector who is familiar with the articles and keeps the book in his hand every day, it is a matter of reading it in a moment.