A piece of paper

Xiong Ling, the prefect Xiong who received the letter from the top of the mountain inexplicably, took the document and read it up and down for nearly a quarter of an hour. The corner of his mouth moved, and a smile was hidden in his dark beard.

Magistrate Xiong glanced at the person coming from the corner of his eye, leaned back, put his hand on his bulging belly, and asked casually, "I remember you are your Lord Wang's attendant?"

The attendant smiled and nodded: "It's the official. You are so busy, but you still remember the face of the official. I'm really honored."

Magistrate Xiong lowered his head to browse the documents again, then closed them and put them aside. He lowered his eyes and didn't know what he was thinking.

The Lord Wang mentioned in my mouth is the chief official in charge of academic affairs in Nanzhili. From the Ministry of Rites to the Southern Zhili Shanghangxiapai, the term is three years. This Lord Wang is not young. He has served as the fourth rank in the Ministry of Rites for more than [-] years. Now, taking a job in South Zhili is just to save some capital to retire and return home, and see if you can do something and jump over the threshold of third rank - South Zhili has a vast area, and the areas under its jurisdiction are Jiangnan, Huaizhou, etc. In a prosperous land, there has always been a flourishing academic atmosphere and outstanding talents.

Sending Mr. Wang to study politics is putting political achievements where his mouth is.

The attendant who came to deliver the document was a common junior civil servant around Mr. Wang.

However, the important point here is that sending documents can usually be left to the official post.

Covering it with fire paint and hurrying up the horse will not trouble the official to deliver the document in person - no matter how big or small the official's official position is.

Generally speaking, when officials deliver documents in person, it means that the superior has instructions that cannot be written on paper, and these instructions need to be communicated face to face.

"The use of paper in Qiu Wei is a big business. In the past, Ying Tianfu seemed to have found the paper shop by himself?" Zhifu Xiong smiled and raised his head.

The attendant the day before and the attendant today said respectfully, "Didn't Ying Tianfu Yin be demoted to Fengyang County?"

Once the emperor is still a courtier, when people leave, the relationship will naturally fade away.

What's more, if the chief officer doesn't leave, the adjutant dares to come and say hello?

Magistrate Xiong nodded slightly when he heard the words, and tapped the handle of the chair beside him with his hand on his fat belly, "Logically speaking, we should do this job. It's my fault that I have always been dull and unwilling to make progress. I have never had much contact with Shangfeng." The close communication has resulted in many things that should be reported not being reported, and the work that should be done not being done properly. Now thank you Master Tixue for thinking of me, we in Xuancheng Mansion must be diligent and practical and do it well. "

The attendant pursed his lips into a thick check mark: In his words, Governor Xiong completely distinguished himself from the demoted Yuan Governor, and also expressed his admiration and reliance on the academic administration. .

Who said that his surname is Xiong, his body shape is like a bear, his temperament is also like a bear, and he is naive?
Now that the words have laid the groundwork and the loyalty has been expressed, it’s time to ask some real questions.

Magistrate Xiong said with a smile, "It's just that our Xuancheng Prefecture has nothing but the largest number of paper-making workshops. The document says there are two. This puts me in a difficult position. I chose the East family to offend the West family. I asked the attendant to point it out." What’s the word?”

The waiter's expression remained unchanged, "We adults came to Xuancheng Mansion two days ago. It is said that a famous Pingtan actor from Suzhou Mansion came to Xuancheng to sing two verses. In the end, we only heard a group of scholars in the store praising a company called 'Xuantian' shop”

Magistrate Xiong suddenly realized, "Oh, Chen Ji! His second son is still studying in Yingtian Mansion, waiting for the imperial examination in Beijing next spring!"

The attendant said "tsk", "Then the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and the whole family no longer knows each other?"

Studying in Ying Tianfu is equivalent to studying under Wang Xuezheng's nose.

The first spot is determined, and it depends on who will run with you.

The old magistrate Xiong rolled his hands on the ground, wrapped them around the handle of the chair, and said with a smile, "Speaking of Chen Ji, we also have a Heng Ji in our house. The paper is also good. He is down-to-earth and can show his face in front of the academic master. It is their eight lifetime blessing."

The attendant lowered his head, smiled, and was noncommittal. He looked at the books on the wall and on the shelves behind Magistrate Xiong, and sighed with admiration, "It seems that you were born as a Jinshi more than [-] years ago, right?"

Magistrate Xiong nodded, and "Xundi" paused, "There are 27 Jinshi in Xuanwen's eighth year."

The attendant smiled again and said, "With all your knowledge and a wall of books, wouldn't it be a wonderful thing if you had a child to tease and teach you?"

Magistrate Xiong waved his hand, "Don't mention it. None of the three sons in the family have achieved success. How can I get a wife without establishing a career?" At this point, Magistrate Xiong suddenly remembered something, stood up, poured a cup of tea for the attendant, and paused. After a pause, he changed his tone to a familiar and intimate tone, "Speaking of which, Fu Cheng has a son now, who is still at the age of toddlers. I'm afraid I can't keep his books all over the wall."

Seeing that Magistrate Xiong understood, the attendant exchanged a few greetings with a respectful attitude and retreated.

The smile on Zhifu Xiong's face retracted, and he was not very happy: Just kidding, no one will be happy if his shot is blocked.

"Go and call Shopkeeper He over."

I originally wanted to use Xiong Youyou's name, but then I remembered that my niece was getting married to Jing County after the first lunar month, so Magistrate Xiong had to add, "Ask her to bring some pieces of paper, and tell her that she wants to choose a few pieces to write poems on."

The boy left in response, but was stopped by Magistrate Xiong, "Don't just carry a big pile! How much can that small person carry? Just bring a few small and exquisite flower notes."

When the servant from Zhifu Xiong's home arrived, Xianjin was clearing out goods in "Xuantian". The self-service I-person shopping model that became popular in later generations had achieved initial results - no one placed orders, and the goods on the booklet and the money received were basically the same. consistent.

Why do you say they are basically the same?
Because there is a difference of more than ten yuan in the total price.

Yes, there are about ten more copper coins.

Lu Badan thought that he had made a mistake in his calculations, and was about to use his calculation chips to verify it again. Unexpectedly, as soon as the stick was placed out, it was taken back by a slender white hand.

Xianjin said calmly, "Don't forget it. You calculated it correctly. These people in long gowns did get paid more." Lu Badan was dumbfounded, "Then he is a scholar? How can he calculate it wrong?"

Xianjin continued calmly, "If the imperial examination tests arithmetic, they can calculate for you the distance from here to the moon - isn't this the imperial examination without arithmetic?"

Exam-oriented education.

If you take the exam, you will be good at it. If you don't take the exam, you will be a coward.

I don’t see you, so I asked: A few days ago, five scholars were gathering orders at the table, one hundred pieces of paper. I would like to ask: How many pieces of paper did each of the five scholars share?
——The five long-sleeved men in robes secretly counted in front of the counter, head to head, side by side, for half an hour, and finally came to a very absurd conclusion: each person took 19.8888 pieces of paper home.

Xian Jin: As long as there is no decimal point, she thinks the calculation makes sense.

There is one type of conspicuous bag that is poor in arithmetic, and there is another type that is dignified to the extreme.

Question: Three scholars pool their money to buy a knife of paper. How many pieces of paper does each person take home?

Got: 33.3333 pieces.

This is someone who is good at calculations but also picky at the same time.

The three scholars were sharpening their knives on the paper, ready to tear it apart.

Let’s just say, can one person take 34 pieces of paper and pay four more copper coins?
"Shopkeeper He's——"

Xian Jin turned around and was invited to Magistrate Xiong's study.

The door of the study room opened wide, and Magistrate Xiong made a "please sit down" gesture to Xianjin, and casually threw the unwarmed documents in front of Xianjin, "Big business, let's see if you have the ability to do it."

Xian Jin read ten lines in one glance, and when he looked up again, his eyes were blazing with fire.

Zhifu Xiong was almost blinded by the glint in the little girl's eyes. He covered it with his hands, "Don't look at me like that. Ying Tianfu's job, Mr. Xiong, I don't have the ability to help you get into trouble."

He waved again and told the boy, "Give this girl a bowl of almond cheese."

Children, don't drink tea.

Xianjin put his hands on the table in front of his chest, his eyes were burning, and he spoke very fast, "Is the other one Baiji?"

Unexpectedly, Magistrate Xiong made a good guess and nodded, "Now that Yingtian Fu Yin is vacant, Fu Cheng is the hot stove, Bai Ji has burned the right incense and hugged the lap of the God of Wealth. You can think of a solution yourself. If you want to win this game"

Magistrate Xiong shook his head, "It's not easy."

If Qingcheng Mountain Courtyard was still there, who would dare to mess with this girl?

Qiao Fangzhi accepted a closed disciple and broke through the secular concerns about gender. I still don't know how the old man will protect his shortcomings?

Now that Fu Yin is not here, Chen Ji is naturally the first choice according to the intention of the attendant, but Bai Ji has the endorsement of Fu Cheng, so he is not without power.

"Kung fu needs to be done first." Magistrate Xiong patiently told Xian Jin that "the business place is like an examination room. No matter how well you write your articles on weekdays, if your mind wanders during the exam and you write randomly, you will have troubles." What's the use? This is just a matter of buying and selling. No matter how good your sales are and how good your reputation is, if the government really wants to choose, who will care about 'what the common people prefer'?"

"Then Wang Xuezheng came from the Ministry of Rites, and his roots are not in Nanzhili. If he gets serious, he may not dare to fight with the Prime Minister. Isn't your Erlang currently studying with great concentration in Yingtian Mansion? Next spring, Erlang will not only Xuancheng Mansion We have high hopes, I believe the entire South Zhili is looking forward to him returning with a top three finish."

Magistrate Xiong came from a serious background. He did not do anything about the imperial examinations and officialdom. It does not mean that he does not understand. "I asked Erlang to take the initiative to bring gift bags and wine to Wang Xuezheng. I vouched for him and asked him to hand over two articles." , Teacher, aren’t your Chen family closer than the Bai family who is my concubine’s mother’s family?”

A disciple is like a son-in-law, and the king of heaven and earth is his teacher.

In this era, the master-disciple relationship is a very close one.

The ninth clan of Zhujiu clan is the master and disciple.

Xian Jin pursed her lips.

If it can build relationships with the Star of Hope and help the Chen family get business, Mrs. Qu will definitely agree with both hands and feet.

However, showing wealth is not a personality that pins hopes on others.

What if Wang Xuezheng is unwilling to help?
What if Wang Xuezheng can't defeat Fu Cheng?
What's more, Chen Jianfang first became a disciple of Master Qiao, but now that Master Qiao is in jail, he recognizes him as his master again. This is probably not the kind of character that a literary man desires throughout his life, right?
Xian did not answer directly whether he agreed or not. He lowered his head and kept silent. When he looked up again, he asked three questions in a row, "According to your estimate, how many scholars will be in Southern Zhili this year? How many steps are there in marking papers?" Can you get the paper used in the past autumn and spring trials?"

(End of this chapter)