Elaborate on the world of mortals

Chapter 13
Yi Shuyuan was walking in the city, keeping his eyes on the places in the city where writing work might be needed.

Calligraphy and painting stalls, study shops, ghostwriting of family letters and couplets, etc., and even some fortune-telling booths will stop occasionally, and they will pretend to be customers looking at other people's writing at the booth.

To sum it up, Yi Shuyuan feels that although his current handwriting is definitely not too great, it is more than enough.

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

"Guest officer, you really have a good eye. This is the authentic work of Mr. Yan Qin, a calligraphy master who claims to be the only one in Dayong for 300 years. I think it is destined for you. If you like it, I will sell it to you for only ten taels of silver." !"

"Twelve?"

Yi Yong'an on the side widened his eyes and cried out, selling a piece of broken characters for a sky-high price?The fire is not enough to fill the stove, this store really dares to ask for it!
In fact, Yi Shuyuan didn't know what kind of famous family Yan Qin was, but the title reported by the store was well-documented and should be someone. As for the copybook in front of him, it was hard to say, so he picked up the copybook and looked at it carefully.

During the period of visiting the city, Yi Shuyuan also keenly discovered that he had a natural intuition for some appreciation of words, presumably it was a legacy from his childhood talent, and the lines in the copybook in his hand were indeed a bit eye-catching. Bright charm, but the strokes in many places are a bit deliberate.

"The shopkeeper was joking. How could Yanqin's original handwriting cost only ten taels? This word is still eye-catching, but the vertical folds and hooks are copied a bit deliberately."

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

"Uh heh heh, guest officer, this word is still very valuable. If you really like it, it will be worth two taels of silver!"

Yi Yong'an was a little anxious on the side, he was afraid that his uncle would buy it with a wave of his hand, so he took a chance and whispered in Yi Shuyuan's ear.

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

Yi Shuyuan ignored him at all, put down the copybook, then turned and left, while Yi Yong'an quickly followed, these literati's things are really expensive.

"Hey, guest officer, one or two, eight hundred Wen is also enough! Five hundred Wen, really can't be less—"

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

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

This area is obviously more prosperous, especially now that it is noon, some restaurants and restaurants are full of fragrance inside and outside, smelling these fragrances, let alone Yi Yong'an can't bear it, Yi Shuyuan can't move when he smells it, But his attention was mainly on the school. It can be said that he instinctively followed the path he walked many times in his childhood to get here.

There were also students coming out of that school at the moment. After all, not all the students brought lunch, some went home by themselves, and some had family members or servants waiting at the door.

"That's the school. I went to school here when I was a child. The master's surname is Yan, and his nature is like his surname. He is very strict!"

Yi Shuyuan was a little emotional, but Yi Yong'an didn't listen to a word, and kept looking at the restaurant not far away.

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

"Grumble~"

Hearing Yi Yong'an's stomach growl, Yi Shuyuan turned his head and saw Yi Yong'an's embarrassed face.

"Uncle, we've been walking 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 Yong'an hurriedly approached and said.

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

Tongxin Building is naturally incomparable with the luxury places in big places, but it is also a century-old brand in Yuanjiang County. The dishes are reasonably priced and taste good, and it is very famous in Yuanjiang County. The buns and pastries in the building are especially popular among the people.

If there is a big wedding event in the county, many people will go to Tongxin Building to order buns, cakes and other things, both for the taste and for the prize.

Yi Shuyuan was looking into the restaurant when he suddenly noticed a middle-aged Confucian student walking into the Tongxin building from the direction of the county school, so he subconsciously followed him.

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

"Hey, it's Mrs. Lian, please hurry up and arrange an upstairs private room for you? One of the upstairs private rooms~~~"

The Confucian scholar cupped his hands and said something, and went upstairs with the restaurant staff.

Yi Shuyuan was a little dazed, wondering where Master Yan is now, after so many years, does he still recognize me?
Immediately, Yi Shuyuan shook his head and smiled, he was only a teenager here at the beginning, but now things are different, how could he still know each other.

"Go and buy some steamed stuffed buns, I'll go over there first and have a look."

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

"Educate me, big or small?"

Yi Shuyuan made a joke with the air of an elder, but he didn't expect it to be really effective. Yi Yong'an said "I don't dare" and ran towards the Tongxin Building as if fleeing.

There is a notice posted on the notice wall outside the county government office. Yi Shuyuan saw it just now, and he will go over to have a look now. Maybe the time is wrong. There are not many people passing by and stopping there, except for Yi Shuyuan who came. , 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 silently read the words on it.

"The county wants to compile a new Yuanjiang county annals in the near future, and needs to recruit two writers and writers with neat handwriting."

Yi Shuyuan read the notice carefully. It clearly stated the requirements and remuneration, and there was time to sign the payment. It took ten days to post it, but it seems that the recruitment is not full yet?
Just two people, so hard to recruit?
What Yi Shuyuan didn't know was that Yuanjiang County was also considered a place with a strong literary atmosphere, not a place that was too poor. Moreover, because there were several high-ranking officials, many scholars in the county took it as their responsibility to obtain merit. There are also people who come out to earn some money, but they would rather write family letters or even copy books for wealthy families, and they are less likely to respond to this notice.

The bad thing lies in the word "official". Not only in Yuanjiang County, but also in Dayong, the ruling and opposition parties, and even scholars have such a culture that they look down on small officials.

Those who are officials are not officials, and they have no royal salary, but they are paid by the county government independently. In the words of Yi Shuyuan's last life, they are not as good as temporary workers. Coupled with the general chain of contempt, they have always been regarded as not "ambitious" scholars. will be.

Not to mention that the final signature of the local county annals is either the county magistrate or the county magistrate and the master book, and it has nothing to do with the civil servants being half a dime, and they can't even keep a name.

But Yi Shuyuan didn't know, his father and his wife didn't talk about these inharmonious things, even if he knew, he might not care about it now, he felt that this job seemed to be more secure, the salary was calculated according to the number of words, and it was as good as copying books. There was no difference, so I thought of giving it a try, just because I was afraid that my identity might be in trouble.

"The ancient environment shouldn't be very detailed and clear, right?"

The fluke mentality was magnified at this moment, and Yi Shuyuan longed to be self-reliant to get rid of the status quo. He looked at Tongxin Building, and his eldest nephew was standing by the steamer outside the building, waiting for a new basket of buns to be cooked, and his eyes kept looking at him. Meals for other people in the restaurant.

Well, go try it!With this in mind, Yi Shuyuan decided to give it a try, and notified that there was no one around, so he went to the official post near the side door to ask.

Of course, the county government doesn't only have the main entrance, it's the place where the drums are played, and the side entrance is where the office staff come in and out the most, Yi Shuyuan is still clear about this.

The two officials were on duty at the side door, and they had already noticed the people coming.

Yi Shuyuan was full of courtesy, and bowed his hands to the two officials with a smile on his face.

"Two servants, I want to apply for a job as a clerk who edits the county chronicles. I don't know who to look for?"

Although Yi Shuyuan was dressed plainly, he had an extraordinary demeanor, and the two officials did not dare to be negligent, so they returned their salutes and said.

"Since you have applied for a civil servant, we will take you to see the Master Registrar. Haven't you asked your name yet?"

"Uh, I'm next. Yi Shuyuan!"

Yi Shuyuan still used his real name after hesitation.

"This way, Mr. Yi, please!"

In fact, the officials on the opposite side of the people are a little bit arrogant, and some people even deliberately make some fierce faces for others to see.

But people respect me one foot and I respect others ten feet. Facing Yi Shuyuan, his demeanor is sincere and does not seem to be fake, and the attitude of the two of them is also very peaceful, or even have some good feelings. After all, scholars generally look down on people like them. Some people show respect but show contempt in their eyes. If it is said that officials despise chains in the eyes of scholars, those who wield knives and sticks must be ranked behind civil officials.

One person continued to be on duty, and the other took Yi Shuyuan into the county government office, walked through the courtyard and the door for a while, and finally came to a house.

"My lord, someone is applying for a clerk who compiles the county chronicles."

"Bring him in."

"Yes!"

After the messenger answered, he looked at Yi Shuyuan and stretched out his hand.

"please."

Yi Shuyuan cupped his hands, adjusted his mentality, and walked into it one after another with the officials. A short-bearded man who looked like he was in his 40s was sitting in front of the case. He didn't wear official robes, but ordinary clothes.

After hearing Yi Shuyuan's footsteps, the master secretary raised his head, and was surprised when he saw Yi Shuyuan at first glance. This person was handsome and handsome, and he came to apply for a civil servant?

However, Yi Shuyuan didn't know what other people thought. He was only calm on the surface, but he was so nervous. Would he open his mouth and ask for a household registration check?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 do you want to test my knowledge?
"You want to apply for a civil servant?"

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

"Exactly!"

The master secretary 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 Langhao pen from the pen holder and handed it to Yi Shuyuan.

"Write a few words for me to see."

There is no problem with writing, Yi Shuyuan took the pen with a sigh of relief, pulled up his sleeve with one hand and held up the pen with the right hand, and stained the inkstone on the desk case, he was about to write but hesitated.

Are civil servants considered civil servants?There are quite a lot of applicants, right?I just wrote neatly and some designations were brushed down!
Thinking of this, Yi Shuyuan seemed to have a flash of light in his mind, and the pictures of the painting and calligraphy stalls before emerged one by one. Can I get one or two of the true meaning?The trajectory of the words became more and more obvious in my heart, as if it was really possible to put pen to paper.

The next moment, Yi Shuyuan started to write, the ink was full and smooth, and the font was not scribbled but somewhat ethereal and comfortable. It just erased the defects of the previous copybook without being so scribbled.

Under the high concentration of Yi Shuyuan's spirit, the meaning of the words written by Yanqin is completely different, it is for the sake of self-satisfaction and forgetting the form!
A song "Hoe Wo" came down, and the writing skill on paper was the peak of Yi Shuyuan's two generations. Even he himself was startled, thinking to himself, am I really a fucking genius?
It was just a test of writing skills, but with Yi Shuyuan's strokes, even the discerning officials around him widened their eyes, and the master's mouth opened slightly.
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