"How can it be useless?" the old man pouted when he heard this, and said, "If Mr. Teaching wins the competition, he will receive a reward of one hundred taels of silver!"

Zheng Fan was a little disappointed: "One hundred taels, this reward is indeed tempting enough." ”

After a while, it was Zheng Fan's turn to take the exam.

Zheng Fan was taken to a room, and in the room sat two old men, who seemed to be fifty or sixty years old. One was wearing a green shirt and the other was wearing a black shirt.

The old man in the green shirt was already happy when he saw Zheng Fan's talent, and asked with a smile: "I don't know where the son came from?

Zheng Fan smiled faintly: "The kid is from Longyang County, and his surname is Zheng Bufan. It is said that if you read 10,000 books, you will travel 10,000 miles. Fang was admitted to Xiucai, and planned to take a tour around and take the township exam in two years. Wandering here, the entanglement is used up, and there is no choice but to beg for a job.

Since childhood, he has studied scriptures and history, knows astronomy, geography, yin and yang, gossip, and the five elements. ”

"Huh?" The old man in the black shirt listened to Zheng Fan's boasting, and he was a little unhappy in his heart, but he said that this young man was too good at bragging, and he had never seen such boasting.

However, why is Zheng Fan so boastful? Just because these two governments are recruiting teachers, and those who have a little knowledge come to try their luck, it is inevitable that there are really talented people, and if Zheng Fan does not attract the attention of these two first, he is afraid that he will not be elected.

The old man in the black shirt snorted coldly and said: "Listen to the words of the son, he must be a person who is rich in learning and reading poetry and books, I have a few questions to test you, if you can answer, you will pass the test, if you can't answer, you will leave as soon as possible." ”

Zheng Fan smiled: "Sir, just ask." ”

The old man pondered for a moment and asked, "How many words are there in the poem?"

Before Zheng Fan could speak, the old man in the green shirt on the side stopped doing it first, slapped the table and said angrily: "You old man, it's inevitably too much, who has the kung fu to count how many words are in the poem?

The black-shirted old man sneered: "You don't know, it doesn't mean that the son doesn't know, the son has already said that he knows astronomy, geography, and has studied scriptures and history since childhood, this little problem should be difficult." ”

smiled at Zheng Fan again: "Childe, you said yes, right?"

Zheng Fan smiled slightly: "In the poem, if you count the title, there are 39,224 words in total. ”

The black-shirted old man's eyes widened in surprise, and he didn't say anything for a long time. Seeing this, the old man in the green shirt stroked his palm and shouted hello.

I was a little unconvinced, but I didn't expect that the 'Zheng Bufan' in front of me was also a meticulous person like himself, and he even calculated how many words there were in the scriptures.

He asked again: "What is the last sentence of the Tomb of the End Mo?"

Zheng Fan replied casually: "Ninety-three, Ben is like a wet one, Yong Zhenji." The elephant said: The auspiciousness of eternal chastity, the tomb of the end of Mo. ”

"Hiss!" the old man in the black shirt took a breath of cold air, this second question is about memory. Zheng Fan blurted out that he was surprised by his ability to read and memorize.

The old man in the green shirt laughed and said, "This third question, let the old man ask it, is the gentleman willing to come to my Han Mansion to teach?"

This is to give the two of them a step, Zheng Fan answered two questions in a row, which shows his knowledge, and if he takes the test again, it hurts each other's face, and it is not good-looking.

Zheng Fan arched his hand and said, "The kid is willing." ”

"Yes, sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves. Come with me, the old man will take you to meet the head of the house first, and then find a good room for you himself. The old man in the black shirt also stood up and said with a smile.

Fang was angry, just because he felt that Zheng Fan was blowing nonsense, but when he saw his true talent, he also fell in love with talent.

While the two were walking, Zheng Fan asked, "I don't know what to call the old man?"

The black-shirted old man said: "I and the old ghost of Fang Cai are both housekeepers of the Han Mansion, I am the chief housekeeper, he is the second housekeeper, and he is used to arguing on weekdays, and the little brother is not to be surprised." My surname is Wu, and the old man in the green shirt is surnamed Han, if you call me Uncle Wu, you can do it. ”

Zheng Fan asked again: "When I heard about the Yunmeng Pavilion event, the kid was a little puzzled. Why do we in the Han Mansion keep recruiting teachers? If you have a knowledgeable person and go to the competition every year, won't you be sure to win?"

Uncle Wu said with a smile: "If this is the case, it will save trouble, but unfortunately the manager of Yunmeng Pavilion has a rule, and each person only has one chance to participate." So this teaching gentleman has to keep recruiting. ”

Zheng Fan nodded, and then did not say anything more.

But see this mansion, three hanging flower gatehouses, and verandahs on all sides. The courtyard is connected with each other, the mountains and stones are embellished, and the plaque of "Wind Flower Snow Moon" is hung on the five hugging buildings. The whole courtyard is magnificent, and the end is graceful and luxurious.

After a while, I came to the hall where the head of the family was entertaining. This housekeeper Wu came forward to tell him, and after getting permission, he walked into the hall with Zheng Fan.

"Master, this is the newly recruited Mr. Teacher, 'Zheng Bufan' son, the villain has already tested him, he is really well-read and strong, and he is rich in five cars, so he should take on the important task of teaching. ”

Hearing this, the head of the Han family raised his head and glanced at Zheng Fan, and said to Steward Wu: "Okay, I know, you all go down." ”

Hearing this, Steward Wu led Zheng Fan out of the hall.

Zheng Fan saw that the head of the Han family did not perform the courtesy of the guest and host, and lost his courtesy. puzzled: "Uncle Wu, how can this master ?...?"

Uncle Wu smiled when he heard this, and whispered: "The head of the family admires you very much, the son doesn't know, the master rarely speaks on weekdays, and cherishes words like gold, and today he said eleven words to me, which is very rare." ”

Zheng Fan was stunned and said, "It's also a strange person!"

Wu Bo led Zheng Fan to see the courtyard where he would teach in the future, and then took him to choose a house. There is everything in the house. Uncle Wu sat on the stool and said, "Childe, let me tell you about the two daughters of our Han Mansion first.

The head of the family has a son and two daughters, and the only ones you need to teach are the eldest lady and the second lady. The eldest prince already has a gentleman teaching.

The eldest lady is 15 years old, and the second lady is 13 years old. are all a little naughty, and there have been a few teaching gentlemen before, but they have all been tricked away by the young ladies. Childe should be mentally prepared. ”

Zheng Fan poured a cup of tea for Uncle Wu, took a sip of tea himself and asked, "It seems that these two young ladies are not very good at serving." ”

"Yes, I can't fight, I can't scold. It is indeed difficult to let them learn knowledge, and I believe that you will be able to teach them well. ”

Zheng Fan nodded, got up and sent Uncle Wu away.

When I went back to the house and went to bed, I felt tired, and I was scared and scared these days, sleeping in the open air, and I was an iron man, and I was about to be unable to stand it.

"Naughty, how should Miss Qianjin teach?" Zheng Fan closed his eyes and recuperated, but he secretly thought about the books and texts he had read in his mind. I hope to find some similar situations described in previous books, and how to deal with them.

"Hey, there's a way!"