June Flowing Fire.

By the end of June, the weather was getting hotter and hotter.

At dusk, the sky will be dark, and countless candles will be lit in the county temple extravagantly, and the county temple official hall will be illuminated to the slightest.

Although these long-term officials and small officials are forced to study, Gongsun Yan is not a black-hearted person, and he will never be treated badly materially.

The illuminated candles, the evening preserves provided in the county temple, and the standards given to them by Gongsun Yan were almost the same as those of the white horse righteous sergeant.

Five chicken farms have been built in the animal husbandry area of Guzhu Manor, as well as pig farms, which are all raised with white feather chickens and Landrace pigs with the highest meat yield.

Coupled with iodine tincture and castration technology, it is believed that it will not be too late for high-quality pork to be brought to the table.

It's just that such a good treatment also has a little flaw.

These scholars don't have the high-intensity training of sergeants, and some of them are good at the grassroots level, and they still have a chance to run.

The middle and high-level officials were all detained in the county temple, and the daily office hall and the longhouse where they lived ran at both ends.

There are also tea and snacks in the hall.

These people are visibly becoming fat.

The things that the sergeants in the army eat have become strong muscles due to high-intensity training.

And what the officials in the county temple eat is turning into small fat.

Especially Jiang Shuzuo, who is under Gongsun Yan, often mixes rice in Gongsun Yan's courtyard and snacks in the hall, and in a short period of time, his chin can no longer be seen.

At this time, Jiang Shuzuo, a fat young man, was sitting behind his desk with a sad face.

On the left is Xia Houlan, who is staring at the desktop with blank eyes.

Zhou Xingzhou County, who was sitting in front, couldn't see his appearance clearly, but looking at the way he reached out and grabbed his head from time to time, it was obviously not easy at the moment.

Today is the day of their math exams.

There was silence in the official school, except for the sound of flipping through the test papers from time to time.

And behind Jiang Shuzuo on the left and right, there were colleagues with different looks.

Apart from......

Jiang Shuzuo looked at the young man on the right who was struggling to write.

The boy was wearing a scarf, not yet reaching the crown, and his lips were still covered with fine fluff.

He is the second son of Lin Shuzuo in the county temple.

The official school began to teach, allowing the officials of the government to send school-age children to the official school to study, but at first most of the county temple officials still had a wait-and-see attitude.

Originally, the government and school were smoky, and all kinds of things that could not bear to be said often happened, and those who were bullied were the children of the Shu clan.

With such a premise, the county temple officials did not dare to act rashly.

until they took Zhao Xi and Liu Hui's classes respectively.

On the second day, Lin Shuzuo led his two sons to the official school to attend classes.

Jiang Shuzuo glanced at Zhao Jiaerlang, who was struggling to write on the verification paper that was being distributed.

I looked at my half-empty test paper again.

I regret very much why I sat next to this teenager.

Jiang Shuzuo glanced up at Zhao Xi, who was playing against Liu Hui on the podium.

Seeing that the two gentlemen didn't seem to pay attention to this side.

He sat up straight, leaned his neck, and looked to the right.

The young man who was writing hard seemed to notice something, stopped writing, and turned his head to look at it with some hesitation.

Then, slowly, he blocked his test paper with his arm.

Jiang Shuzuo's movements froze, and the expression on his face froze.

This unlucky kid, next time I won't give him a snack.

Liu Hui on the stage, twisting the chess pieces, shook his head and chuckled.

When he came to Lulong County, he couldn't bear to bury his child, but he didn't expect to see interesting things every day.

With more interesting things like this, perhaps, it is no longer an unattainable dream for him to go back to Jizhou.

Thinking about it, Liu Hui squinted his eyes and dropped a piece on the chessboard.

(Yesterday I really wrote about the injury, tenosynovitis attacked.) Reluctant scum is more and more constantly changing. ）