Lu Ming

Chapter 65
After such a division, it is obvious that Mr. Huang will be at ease lurking in Jiangnan.

Of course, in the current situation, there is no need for him to rush to make any contribution to the company.On the contrary, Huang Zhicheng should try his best to avoid appearing on him at this stage for all people or items related to the traversal forces.

Like Liu Yaozu, an Hui businessman who has contacts with the Transcendence forces, he should avoid it.Everything has to wait for him, as a native of Ming Dynasty, and after he integrates into the Jinshen class in the future, he will pretend to be ignorant and slowly contact him.

After making arrangements for Huang Juren's future, a certain boss shamelessly made final instructions to Huang Juren amid whispers and ridicules: only dormant, do not activate, and when the war comes, it will see miraculous results.
Thinking back on these incredible things that I have encountered during this period of time, the feeling of not knowing whether to cry or laugh comes up again.Fortunately, these days, the mentality has almost been adjusted. Huang Zhicheng is now spending the past month and using tea as wine, which is really a bit more free and easy in the ancients.

He sighed silently and collected his thoughts. Like a soldier before the battle, he began to check the whole plan for the last time.

The line between Nanwang and Huang Ping has ended.These two important people have been de facto under house arrest and will be sent to officers in the not too distant future.In the end, there will only be one Huang Xiucai, um, the future Huang Juren, with the surname Huang Mingping and the word Zhicheng.

The yamen has also spent a lot of money - when the ancient Huang Ping was still studying in the small courtyard, the fake Huang Ping had already appeared, and tentatively completed his first task: holding a [-]% discount from the cross company. An official named Thorn made an appointment to meet with the subordinates of the chief secretary's yamen.

The triennial rural examination is the time when these subordinates get rich.Among the over 70 examinees, there is someone who can walk through the high-end route and handle the examiners and code words.Comrade Shui Tailiang, the examiner, played such a game in Hangzhou City five years ago, but was denounced by the sharp-eyed masses.Huang Zhicheng is a time traveler, of course there is no need to take such a dangerous path, he just bought two "traditional services" from the subordinate staff for [-] taels of silver.

The first item is "Elegant Seat": during the exam, he will be assigned to the spacious old house built in the early years of Gongyuan.At the same time, he also spent money to buy a "companion", that is, during the few days in the examination room, there will be an old guard on duty to help him cook and wash alone, and take care of him sooner or later.

As for the most important exam questions, they have also been prepared.The chief examiner of this year's Zhejiang Provincial Township Exam is Chen Meng from the Hanlin Academy.Therefore, at the moment when the examiner was determined, the Transcendental Forces had already tacitly agreed that the examination questions of this township examination would be the same as history.

The next step is simple: First, I checked various hotels and inns, and found a few students who were in the middle of the exam in history. After the evaluation, one of them was named Han Xiucai.The traversers have found them from later generations, and Han surnamed Xiucai was selected as the selected collection of Chinese literature. Next, Huang Zhicheng only needs to memorize these eight essays.

On the seventh day of the first lunar month, Xiucai surnamed Han began to have a fever and fell asleep after dinner, and could not get out of bed. This emergency came and went quickly. This unlucky ghost will slowly recover after the crucial first exam. Everything It's all so smooth, familiar routines, and familiar flavors.

A second-rate businessman who made a living by making fake paintings in later generations is now living in the Ming Dynasty, with the diploma of Xiucai Huang in his arms, and the eight-part essay of Xiucai surnamed Han in his belly. He is about to set foot on his ancestors for a thousand years. It is not easy for fakes to be like this in the imperial examination room of the imperial examination, and the most bizarre scenes in life are nothing more than this.
Just when Huang Zhicheng was thinking about the past and the present, a tall figure came out of the wing. After this figure came to Huang Zhicheng's side, the style of painting changed suddenly, and he reached out and handed over a black Lanzhou.
Taking advantage of the moonlight, Huang Xiucai pinched his two fingers together, and the next moment a "ding" sounded, and the two master and servant smoked filter-tipped cigarettes in the seventeenth century.

"I will start the test tomorrow, then in more than half a month, my task will be completed." The tall black figure squatted on the flower pond under the laurel tree, unable to see his face clearly, and the cigarette butts were extinguished.

"Yeah, in another twenty days, the result will come out." Huang Xiucai spit out a few smoke rings: "It's been a long time for you, I don't know if you will be allowed to stay in Hangzhou to work in the future."

"Whatever they arrange, I don't care."

"Hehe, it's better to go to the senior officer. You know, it's Yan'an right now. It's a little bitter, but that's qualifications. I can't do anything about it. It's a tailor-made shell, you have to think about it."

"Well, I'll look back and think about it. Go to bed early after smoking. I have to catch the exam tomorrow."

"OK, I'll go to sleep after I finish smoking."

This is a conversation between Huang Zhicheng and the "servant" assigned to him by the organization on the eve of the exam.

At this point, the "Li Kui Project" that seemed a bit joking at the beginning was nearing its end. All that the traversal forces could do had been done, and the rest was to wait for the result.

On September 1627, 9, in the early morning of the ninth day of the eighth lunar month, before dawn, tens of thousands of test takers in the city of Hangzhou had already set up lanterns, carried test baskets, and headed towards Gongyuan.

Gongyuan is located in the north of the city, not far from Genshan Gate.The Gongyuan, which is usually unknown, is now shining in the dark, attracting fireflies slowly walking from all directions.The master and servant of "Huang Ping Huang Xiucai" are the same as other candidates, and they are also hurrying in the dark at this time.

When we were still half a mile away from the Gongyuan, the road card was already set up in front, and only those who had to pass the exam were allowed to pass the exam.Huang Zhicheng walked here and took the test basket from the person behind him. The two masters and servants shook hands secretly while the lights went out, and whispered, "Come on!", and then Huang Zhicheng turned around and adjusted his Confucian shirt and raised his head. Holding his chest out, he strode towards the Gongyuan.

Pride was soon swept away in the long wait, the sign sing-along, and the humiliating undress search.

By the time he found his house in embarrassment and sat down to catch his breath, it was already more than four o'clock in the afternoon. At this time, he couldn't bring his watch in, he could only look at the sun to estimate the time.

Fortunately, the previous preparations were not done in vain. Probably because of the famous thorn of Zhang Jin, the subordinates of the Chief Secretary's Yamen did not dare to default on their debts.Huang Xiucai was assigned a Lao She in the "di" brand name in this township test, and his sit-ups were quite spacious.After sitting down for a long time, the old soldier at the door came over and silently cleaned the house for him, then brought water, and the small mud stove was lit, and Huang Xiucai finally drank the lean meat porridge in the evening.

After a good night's sleep, I was able to rest my spirits. At midnight, a clerk came over to hand out the examination papers. There were still people walking back and forth with the question cards in the lights, shouting the examination questions in a loud voice: "A gentleman is easy to do, but difficult to say. Make people also virtuous as saints"

(End of this chapter)