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Chapter 993: Which cadre can withstand such a test?

"That can still be fake, look at it!"

After saying this, Hua Lan gasped slightly and handed over the letter in his hand.

When Yuan Wenshao took it over and took a look, hey, it was indeed the top 13, oh my, this brother-in-law is too awesome.

Although I knew that Changbai would win, I didn't expect such a result. You must know that there are only three people in the first class, namely the second and third overall picks, so the 13th place in the second class is already very high.

A simple conversion will make it clear at a glance. Calculating one out of thirty, if there are probably hundreds of talents in a county to take part in the provincial examination, it is very likely that only one will win the exam.

The chance of being selected as a Jinshi is only less than one-tenth, or even lower. On average, each state can only produce one Jinshi each time. Of course, this is not very rigorous, but it is enough to illustrate the difficulty of the imperial examination. , it is difficult to reach the sky.

For example, Yuzhou's candidates who participated in the scientific examination this time were heard to have failed. It has now been the third time in a row that no one has won the Jinshi.

Yuan Wenshao was naturally happy for his brother-in-law Changbai on the list.

After putting away the letter, he asked with a smile: "Madam, have you sent someone to Beijing to deliver gifts?"

"Uh...I was so happy that I forgot about it for a while~"

Hua Lan's expression was a little embarrassed when he spoke, and he couldn't help but lower his head. This seemed to be a bit guilty.

Since, as the eldest lady of the house, she needs her husband to remind her even to send gifts to congratulate her younger brother, she is indeed a little embarrassed.

Thinking of this rather childish turn back, he glared at the personal maid, meaning it's such an important thing, why didn't you remind me?

Caiyun in the back felt a little aggrieved. She didn't even have a chance to speak just now. Girl, you ran away as soon as you saw Xin holding up your skirt. I didn't even catch you from behind~

And Yuan Wenshao is already used to it. Although his wife was brought up by Mrs. Sheng, she is usually described as dignified and virtuous, and all matters at home are handled in an orderly manner.

But due to the personality inherited from my mother-in-law, my brain always slips from time to time, and I need someone to remind me.

"Madam, ask Uncle Zhong to send the bay-red horse I raised in the backyard to Bianjing. This is what I promised Changbai before!"

"Oh, I get it~" Hua Lan nodded happily.

She was so happy that she couldn't express her happiness. This time, her mother's family had a successor. If she suffered any grievances in her husband's family, she would have someone to rely on in the future.

……

"Zi~"

"Qi Canjun, this is the first time we've been drinking in Yuzhou for so many years~"

When he put down his wine glass, Yuan Wenshao seemed to be smiling but not smiling, staring straight at the person in front of him, his expression somewhat mocking.

After today's shift, I was invited by my subordinates to have a drink. In fact, if it weren't for the face given to the new commander, I wouldn't have ignored him at all.

Because when I first took office, many colleagues gave me a lot of greeting gifts. As for who didn’t?

Hum hum, to this day he, Mr. Yuan, may not remember who sent them or how much!

But he knew exactly who he didn't send. Don't think that Mr. Yuan was such a generous person. He always gave him small shoes in the yamen.

It's okay to say that Qi Canjun's family is indeed poor, but his family is a well-known squire and landlord in Wuling County, a subordinate county. His father gave him the nickname Qi Bancheng. In the end, he still doesn't give face to his second-in-command as a cadre. no?

As soon as Qi Canjun heard this, he knelt on the ground with a "plop".

I've been dealt a terrible blow these past few years. Five years ago, I was in my twenties and was full of high spirits. I could walk with my head held high and my chest held high.

But now, he has been depressed for many years. He is just over thirty and has gray hair on his temples. His waist is slightly stooped and his brows are furrowed. He looks like a middle-aged man in his forties.

Five years ago, he was the ninth grade, but now he has not moved a step, and almost all the power in his hands has been emptied by his subordinates. On weekdays, no one dared to talk to him in the yamen. Everyone walked around because they all knew that they had offended the governor. There was no unscrupulous kid who had been hanging around in Yuzhou City these years. Officials can eat well.

The family business also encountered difficulties in the county town. The old father sighed all day long, and his assets were reduced by half.

It's not that I didn't think about apologizing, but all the gifts I sent out were rejected. This time it was because my ancestor had some relationship with the new military commander that I finally got the opportunity to apologize.

"Bang!" He kowtowed to the floor of the restaurant without saying a word.

Then he took out a stack of silver notes from his arms, put it on the table and begged: "Master Yuan, my subordinate was too young and ignorant at the time. Please spare me this time!"

"Well, Mr. Qi, get up quickly. You don't look so decent for outsiders to see. Why don't you let me go over and help you?"

Although Yuan Wenshao said this, he kept playing with the wine glass in his hand and had no intention of helping it.

At first you thought that by taking control of Liu Sheng, you would be able to spare me, the commander of the army and horses, but if you don't kill your chicken to scare the monkeys, how will you still be able to hang out in this yamen in the future?

When Qi Canjun saw this, he sighed inwardly, and at the same time he was glad that he had a backup plan. He coughed slightly outside.

"Creak~" After a sound of opening the door, a petite figure walked in cautiously.

"Gudu!" Yuan Wenshao, who was pretending, opened his eyes suddenly and swallowed subconsciously.

Because there was no shortage of money for business, he didn't pay much attention to the banknotes on the table, but the woman who caught his eye really made his heart tremble.

Judging from her age, she must be around 20 or 28 years old. She is wearing a purple chest-length skirt and an underskirt with embroidered auspicious cloud patterns piping in the same color. She looks like a half-opened flower bud. She has a charming and cute look, and the shyness between her eyebrows is even more revealing. A kind of look that you can take whatever you want.

She is a beauty. Beauty lies in her symmetry. There is no excessive decoration. She is like an undeveloped piece of jade. There is no trace of artificial carving. Everything is a gift from nature.

With skin that can be broken by blows, as well as a thrilling waist-to-hip ratio, the slender waist is amazingly charming against the plump peach buttocks.

Her beautiful cheeks are incomparably bright, and her proud peaks raise deep ravines, and every move reveals a trace of whiteness. This is the best arrangement and combination, showing a thrilling fragrance.

He turned around and glanced at Qi Canjun, who was laughing over there, and roughly guessed what was going on.

The woman immediately prostrated herself, with an expression that looked pitiful to me. She gritted her teeth, her eyes were blurry with tears, and her watery black eyes were full of fear.

This made Yuan Wenshao's heart skip a beat, and he felt a sense of pity. He subconsciously stood up and walked over, grabbing the girl's tender little hands and lifting her up. Then he got closer and looked up and down again.

This time he couldn't help but swallow hard, and at the same time suppressed a certain impulse, and then a spring-like smile appeared on his face, completely different from just now.

Really... no cadre can withstand such a test.

Reluctant to let go of the little hand, he looked at Qi Canjun with a raised brow.

He asked knowingly: "What does this mean?"

"Master Yuan, this is the little man's clan sister. Her life experience is particularly tragic. Her parents died early and her brother and sister-in-law can't bear it. I'd like you to help take care of her~"

Qi Canjun bowed and saluted, and explained in a half-truthful and half-false way that it was true that both parents of this woman were dead, but she was not a clan girl.

She was a maid who was sold to her family. She originally wanted to take her into her own house when she saw Hunter, but when she thought of the embarrassing situation here, she could only reluctantly give up...

(End of this chapter)