Chapter 104: Masters for the People

When I entered the house, the sky was not yet bright, and the examination room gave three thick and long candles, and the candles were only implemented in the previous dynasty, this is the Bai Jin candle, the price is not small, and it is obvious that the court has spent money.

Su Ziji glanced at it and didn't use it, this is one a day, so that candidates can use it at night, and now that the exam has not started, naturally he will not use it.

There are people walking on both sides, the sound of turning things, the sound insulation is not strong, the area of each house is not large, the left and right are only a little more than a meter, there is no couch and table, only two wooden boards, which can be placed on the partition on both sides of the wall to act as a seat and table.

When you go to bed at night, you probably need to put these two planks together.

This environment is not good, but whether it is Su Zizhi or other candidates, they will not have opinions, and they have been mentally prepared as early as before they come in, knowing that the three days of the provincial examination will not be good.

There are two wooden barrels not far away, one is filled with water, which is a three-day supply, and the other is empty, which is used for excretion, both with lids, but as long as you want to eat, drink, and sleep in this small space, Su Ziji, a person who is not demanding of the environment, can't help but be a little worried, not to mention anything else, these days, I am afraid that the nose will be full of smell.

In addition to these, there are also charcoal copper basins, etc., Su Ziji glanced at it and skipped it.

He didn't sit down immediately, but stood in this house, slowly moving his body joints, and the people in the opposite house were also a little idle, although the sky was not yet bright, but his eyes were good, and he saw the appearance of this place clearly.

After a while, there were errand officers in the examination room who sent pen and ink inkstones, which were the same as the county government examinations, which were uniformly distributed by the government, so as not to allow anyone to use the ink color at different prices to achieve the effect of cheating.

Su Ziji sat down and slowly sharpened the ink, still a little upset and irritable in his heart, and it took a long time to slowly settle down.

Seeing that all the candidates entered, Tan Youshan walked out of the corner of the street, the streets and alleys of this provincial city are lined up one after another, densely populated, and it is a provincial test, although it is still early, there are already soup cake shops open.

Tan Youshan touched the blanket, went up and sat down, asked for a bowl of wontons, the boss agreed, and handed over the banana fan, a bowl of coarse tea, and only drank a few sips, and the wontons were served.

Tan Youshan ate a few bites, the taste was delicious, and he looked at the wontons in a daze, and suddenly remembered that his son was a tolerance that day, and he was on patrol for the first time, and he ate wontons.

A few tears were wiped away, he ate it in a big gulp, the boss saw it, and was busy adding some side dishes to him, and comforted him softly: "Brother, what's wrong, it's okay, I can't cross the threshold." ”

Tan Youshan calmed down at this time, nodded in thanks, drank the wonton soup, counted the money, and went to one place.

The footsteps gradually calmed down.

Chengxi Prefect's Yamen

At this time, at dawn, the weather turned cooler, and the prefect's yamen was not opened, but today is the day of the provincial test, not only the governor's yamen, but also the prefect's yamen, all of which are working in advance.

Just an errand boy, lazy or dozing off against the wall, or just falling asleep.

The errand officer, nicknamed Lao Liu, has the least seniority in this group, and everyone else is dozing, only he barely holds on, and he doesn't dare to relax.

Because of boredom, I would occasionally look outside, and I saw an old man in clothes striding towards the entrance of the yamen.

Who is it?

The sixth man frowned and went out slowly, intending to stop him.

Today is the first day of the Autumn Festival, although the prefect is not directly in charge of the Autumn Festival, he has repeatedly ordered and reaffirmed that he must cooperate with the school governor to prevent anyone from making trouble in the county government during this time.

"Hey, old man, what's the matter? This is the prefect's yamen, don't trespass!"

The old man obviously saw him and walked towards here, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in the sixth man's heart, which made his originally dull head sober.

Sure enough, the next moment, I saw the old man heading straight for the Dengwen drum in the east wall.

The old man is going to beat the drum!

The sixth man trembled in fright, and immediately rushed over to block it, and shouted urgently: "Don't beat the drum if you have nothing to do, you old man, are you here to find death?"

Forget about the past, but now it's autumn, and it really makes people beat the drum, which is not small.

The sixth man's scolding also woke up the people inside, and several errand officers came out when they heard the sound, and saw an old man rushing into the gate, picking up a drumstick, and their faces changed greatly.

But even if the sixth man ran over, it was too late, let alone others, at the same time that the sixth grabbed the old man's wrist, the drumstick in the old man's hand had already hit the drum surface.

The drum surface of the "Knock ......" Dengwen drum is made of high-quality cowhide, and this knock immediately resounded in all directions!

The sixth man sighed and let go directly.

It's useless if you don't let go, knock this one, it must have alarmed the adults inside, and now it's your mistake to stop it.

"Who are you, and what drum are you here to beat?" At this time, the most senior person in the errand rushed over, he was old, and looked at the old man in front of him, and his face suddenly changed greatly.

"Are you...... Tan Youshan?"

"Why did you come here from Linhua County, do you know that it is Qiuqiu, even if there is a grievance, you will not report to the county government, and you will not avoid this time?"

"Now, you're in a big deal!" This person still knows Tan Youshan, which shows that Tan Youshan's tolerance in the past few decades is not in vain.

"Qian Mazi, my son was instructed by Ding Ruili, the son of Ding Tongzhi, but was killed by Xiucai Su Ziji, and now I have no news of it, so I can only fight to the death, and I happen to be this Dengwen drum. ”

Tan Youshan secretly verified that Su Zizhi and Ding Ruili arrived in the provincial capital, and only made trouble at this point in time, just so that Su Zizhi and Ding Ruili could not have time to dredge up the relationship.

"Tan Youshan, you are just a tolerance for not entering the stream, at this time to sue Xiucai who is participating in the Autumn Festival, this is the same as the civil prosecution official, why don't you retreat quickly?"

Before he spoke, a person ran out of the yamen: "My lord has heard the sound of the drums of grievances, and he is ready to ascend to the court!"

Yes, there is no need to persuade now!

As the door of the main hall of the yamen opened, the deacons of the third class and the six rooms who were awakened rushed out in order according to the wall, and the officials holding the big stick of water and fire passed the prestige of the hall: "Ascend to the hall, might-"

The prefect Liao Qingge came out of the hall, and it was deafening three times, Liao Qingge sat under the plaque of "Mirror Hanging", and for a time the hall only smelled the clothes and spit, and did not smell the phlegm.

The aura of slaughter permeated the whole hall.

Tan Youshan is the husband's family, and the foreman has been shouting for many years, and he is very familiar with this atmosphere, but today he changed his identity, and he couldn't help but tremble, but when he thought of his son, he gritted his teeth and knelt down.

"Beicha Tan Youshan, please Lord Fuzun be my master!"