Yi Shuyuan walked around the city, his eyes kept on the streets of the city where there might be a demand for writing work.

Calligraphy and painting stalls, study shops, ghostwriting letters and couplets, etc., and even some fortune-telling stalls will occasionally stop by, and even pretend to be customers looking at other people's words on the stall.

To sum up, Yi Shuyuan feels that although his current words are certainly not remarkable, they are more than enough than the above.

This will be in front of a calligraphy and painting booth, and the shopkeeper is greeting Yi Shuyuan attentively.

"Guest, you really have a vision, this is known as the true work of Mr. Yan Qin, a calligrapher who is known as the only one in three hundred years, I think it has a relationship with you, if you like it, as long as ten taels of silver, I will cut my love and sell it to you!"

"Ten taels?"

Yi Yong'an, who was on the side, widened his eyes and shouted, a broken word was sold for a sky-high price? The fire is not enough to stuff the stove, this store really dares to ask for it!

Yi Shuyuan actually didn't know which famous Yan Qin was, but the title reported by the store was Taoist, and he should be a person, as for the calligraphy in front of him, it was hard to say, he picked up the calligraphy and looked at it carefully.

During this period of time in the city, Yi Shuyuan also keenly found that he had a natural intuition for some appreciation of words, and he thought that it was also a childhood gift.

"The shopkeeper laughed, how could Yan Qin's true handwriting be only ten taels, this word can still be eye-catching, but the vertical fold and hook are a little deliberate."

The shopkeeper's smile suddenly became a little embarrassed, and he secretly ran into an expert.

"Uh, hehehe, guest officer, this word is still very desirable, if you really like it, two taels of silver will be done!"

Yi Yongan was a little anxious on the side, he was afraid that his uncle would buy it with a wave of his hand, so he saw an opportunity to lean into Yi Shuyuan's ear and whispered.

"Uncle, we didn't bring so much money......

Yi Shuyuan ignored him at all, put down the calligraphy, and then turned to leave, while Yi Yongan hurriedly followed, these literati are really expensive.

"Hey, guest officer, one or two, eight hundred wen is also done! Five hundred wen, it really can't be missing-"

It's a pity that Yi Shuyuan didn't even look back, leaving only the vendor shaking his head and sighing.

Unconsciously, the two of them had already walked along the main street into the city and arrived at the center of Yuanjiang County, where they could see the county government and the Yuanjiang County School not far away.

This area is obviously more prosperous, especially now that noon has arrived, some restaurants and restaurants are full of fragrance, smelling these fragrances, not to mention that Yi Yongan can't stand it, Yi Shuyuan smells a little moved, but his attention is mainly on the school, it can be said that he instinctively followed the road he had walked many times in his childhood to get here.

There are also students coming out of the school at the moment, after all, not all students have brought lunch, some have gone home by themselves, and some have family members or family members waiting at the door.

"That's the school, I went to school here when I was a child, the master's surname is strict, and his sex is like his surname, which is extremely strict!"

Yi Shuyuan sighed a little, but Yi Yongan didn't listen to a word, and kept looking at the restaurant not far away.

That is one of the two famous Tongxin buildings in Yuanjiang County, and the other drunken building is outside the Chenghuang Temple, and the two floors occupy a corner of the two most prosperous places in the county.

"Gollum~~"

Hearing the scream of Yi Yong'an's stomach, Yi Shuyuan turned around and saw Yi Yong'an's face embarrassed.

"Uncle, we've been gone for a long time, it's time to find a place to eat......"

Yi Shuyuan looked at the signboard of the restaurant diagonally opposite, and Yi Yongan hurriedly approached and said.

"Let's buy a few buns from Tongxinlou to ensure that they taste delicious!"

Tongxinlou and the luxury of the big place can not be compared, but it is also a century-old brand in Yuanjiang County, in which the price of the dishes is suitable and the taste is good, it is very famous in Yuanjiang County, and the steamed buns and pastries in the building are especially loved by the people.

If there is a wedding event in the county, many people will go to Tongxinlou to customize buns, pastries and other things, which is not only for the taste but also for a good fortune.

Yi Shuyuan was looking at the restaurant, and suddenly found that a middle-aged Confucian student had walked into the Tongxin Building from the direction of the county school, and his eyes subconsciously followed.

The people in the restaurant greeted the visitors enthusiastically and loudly.

"Yo, it's Master Lian, please hurry up and arrange a private room for you upstairs, right? One upstairs private room ~~~"

The Confucian arched his hand and said something, and went upstairs with the restaurant guys.

Yi Shuyuan was a little distracted, and he didn't know where Master Yan was now, after so many years, he still recognized me?

Immediately, Yi Shuyuan shook his head and smiled, he was just a teenager here, but now things are people, how can he still know him.

"Go buy some buns, I'll go over there first."

"Hey, uncle, don't run around, the alleys in this city are deep, and it's easy to get lost!"

"Neither big nor small, but also educated me?"

Yi Shuyuan joked with the momentum of his elders, but he didn't expect it to work, Yi Yongan said, "Don't dare", and fled to Tongxin Building.

There is a notice posted on the notice wall outside the county government over there, Yi Shuyuan saw it just now, and he will also walk over to take a look, maybe the time is wrong, there are not many people passing by and stopping over there, except for Yi Shuyuan who came over, there are only two people.

When Yi Shuyuan arrived at the notice wall, the two people who had just read the notice also left, and he read the text on it silently.

"If the county wants to compile a new Yuanjiang County Chronicle in the near future, it needs to recruit two clerks and writers, and the handwriting is neat......"

Yi Shuyuan carefully read the notice, the requirements and treatment were written on it, and there was time to settle the payment, and it had been posted for ten days, but it didn't seem that the people were full yet?

It's just two people, so difficult to recruit?

What Yi Shuyuan doesn't know is that Yuanjiang County is also a place with a strong literary atmosphere, not too poor, and because there have been several big officials, many scholars in the county take it as their responsibility to take the exam, and there are also those who want to speak out to make some money, but they would rather write family letters or even copy books for large families, and they are not likely to respond to this notice.

The bad is bad in the word "official", not only in Yuanjiang County, but also among the government and the opposition and even the scholars, who look down on the little officials.

The officials are not officials, and they have no court salaries, but they are the independent expenses of the county government, and in the words of Yi Shuyuan's previous life, they are not as good as temporary workers, and the general chain of contempt has always been considered not to be "ambitious" scholars.

Not to mention that the final signature of the county chronicle in this place is either a county order or a county official and the main book, and it has nothing to do with the clerk, and it can't even leave a name.

But Yi Shuyuan didn't know, his father and master didn't talk about these discordants, even if he knew, he might not care about it now, he felt that this job seemed to be more secure, and the salary was calculated according to the number of words, and it was no different from copying books, so he moved the idea of giving it a try, but he was afraid that his identity problem would be in trouble.

"The ancient environment shouldn't have been counted in great detail, right?"

The luck psychology was magnified at this moment, Yi Shuyuan longed to be self-reliant to get rid of the status quo, he looked at the Tongxin Building, the eldest nephew was standing on the edge of the steamer outside the building, waiting for a new basket of steamed buns to be steamed, and his eyes were always watching the meals of other people in the restaurant.

Well, go give it a try! Thinking so in his heart, Yi Shuyuan decided to give it a try, and when there was no one next to him, he went to the official office on the side door nearby to ask.

Naturally, the county government is not only the main entrance, it is the place where the drum is raised, and the most real office staff enter and exit is the side door, which Yi Shuyuan is still clear.

Two messengers were on duty at the side door, and they had already noticed the passer.

Yi Shuyuan made a full number of salutes, and bowed to the two officials with a smile.

"Two poor masters, I want to apply for a scribe to revise the county chronicles, I don't know who to look for?"

Although Yi Shuyuan was dressed plainly, his demeanor was calm and extraordinary, and the two officials did not dare to slack off, and said after returning the salute.

"Since Sir has applied for the scribe, we should take you to meet the master of the book, and we have not yet asked Mr. for his name?"

"Uh, under ...... Yi Shuyuan! ”

Yi Shuyuan hesitated and still used his real name.

"Mr. Yi, please!"

In fact, the errand officials are a little arrogant to the common people opposite, and some people will even deliberately make some fierce appearances for others to see.

But people respect me a foot, I respect people, in the face of Yi Shuyuan, his demeanor is sincere and not like a fake, the attitude of the two is also very peaceful, or even give birth to some good feelings, after all, readers generally look down on people like them, some people show respectful eyes but reveal contempt, if it is said that in the eyes of the readers, the messenger despises the chain, and the dancer must be ranked behind the scribe.

One person continued to be on duty, and the other took Yi Shuyuan into the county office, walked through the courtyard and through the door for a while before coming to the outside of a house.

"Lord Bookkeeper, someone has applied for a job as a scribe to revise the county chronicles."

"Bring him in."

"Yes!"

After answering, the messenger looked at Yi Shuyuan and stretched out his hand inward.

"Please."

Yi Shuyuan arched his hand, adjusted his mentality, and walked into it with the official messenger one after another, a short-bearded man who looked to be in his forties was sitting in front of the public case, he was not wearing an official robe, but a regular uniform.

After hearing Yi Shuyuan's footsteps, the master bookkeeper raised his head, and when he saw Yi Shuyuan, he was surprised at first sight.

However, Yi Shuyuan doesn't know what others think, this will only be calm on the surface, and he is so nervous in his heart, will he open his mouth to check the household registration? Although my identity in Xihe Village is more complicated, it shouldn't be a big problem to prove that I am a local, right? Or will it test my knowledge?

"You want to apply for a clerkship?"

Hearing the question, Yi Shuyuan, who was thinking wildly, hurriedly responded.

"Exactly!"

The master bookkeeper nodded and stood up, took a piece of paper from the table and pushed it to the other side of the table, and took a hanging wolf pen from the pen stand and handed it to Yi Shuyuan.

"Write a few words and let the official take a look."

There is no problem with writing, Yi Shuyuan took the pen with a sigh of relief, pulled his sleeve with one hand and dipped the pen in the inkstone of the table with his right hand, and was about to put down the pen but hesitated.

Are scribes considered civil servants? That's a lot of applicants, right? I wrote neatly and neatly, and the designation was brushed down!

Thinking like this, Yi Shuyuan seemed to have a flash of inspiration in his mind, and the pictures of the previous calligraphy and painting stalls appeared one by one, can I get one or two of the true meaning? The trajectory of the words became more and more obvious in this heart, as if it could really be done with a pen.

The next moment, Yi Shuyuan put down the pen, the ink was full and the writing was smooth, the font was not sloppy but a little ethereal and free, it was to erase the defects of the previous copy, and it was not so sloppy.

Under the high concentration of Yi Shuyuan's spirit, the words written are completely different from Yan Qin, and they are carried away for pride!

A song "Hoe He" fell, and the paper writing skills were the pinnacle of Yi Shuyuan's current life, and even he himself was shocked, secretly saying Could it be that I am really a fucking genius?

This was just a test of teaching writing skills, but as Yi Shuyuan's strokes fell, even the officials with some eyesight on the side widened their eyes, and the mouth of the master bookkeeper was already slightly wide.

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PS: I hope you will continue to support a lot, read the previous chapters patiently, and don't feel troublesome, because the front and back are closely related, and the content of Xianxia will gradually come!