A piece of paper

Chapter 94
Xian Jin turned his head.

Zhang Wenbo was trotting forward excitedly, with a happy expression like a mouse who had stolen honey, and a relaxed expression like a male college student who had never gone to work.

There is a kind of innocence without social animals, and a simple and honest in vain.

Xian Jin narrowed his eyes.

"Fish—oh no, Boer."

Xian Jin smiled and rolled his eyes, "Long time no see you!"

See you last time, when Song Ji asked some old scholars to make trouble, and Boer helped out at the door.

Do the math, and now more than three months have passed!
I haven't come to the store for a long time to eat, drink and take a nap, which is really abnormal.

Zhang Wenbo scratched his head, and said embarrassedly, "I went back to my hometown in Huai'an for the Dragon Boat Festival, and took Liuzhangxuan back to frame it. After returning to Jing County, I was preparing for the road test two days ago. Oh, it's the courtyard test."

Wow!

Bo'er is coming!
It's all over!
Xian Jin laughed, "Can you be a scholar?"

Those who have passed the college examination are considered scholars, and those who have a good reputation in the eight classics, not to mention seeing the county magistrate, even the magistrate can be exempted from kneeling.

That's because the learning ecology is so against the sky. In a county, the number of scholars can make up for the difference of two or three chief envoys. Emperor Taizong of the Ming Dynasty stipulated that the number of scholars in a county should not exceed [-].

It's just that there are so many students from other places in Qingcheng Mountain Academy, occupying the fame of other prefectures or counties, and defecting to Master Qiao's name of Tanhua.

Zhang Wenbo scratched his head again, and muttered, "I haven't listened to Chen Erlang's explanation of the question, so I think I answered it quite well."

Xian Jin laughed, "After listening to the analysis?"

"I feel that I will never get better again." Zhang Wenbo's white and tender face was mournful, "I just feel that the paper is talking about city gates and buildings, and I'm talking about hip bones. If I pass the exam, it depends on my classmates."

Zhang Wenbo put his hands together sincerely, closed his eyes and made a wish, "I hope that the children who are with me will answer worse than me."

Seriously weigh 150 pounds of children.

Xianjin: "."

What a simple and true wish.

Then she also made a wish: May there be no more Qiao Dajieyuan in the world to do the same set of papers as her.

As Xian Jin walked towards the thatched study, he tried his best to speak naturally, "Bo'er, how old are you this year?"

"Seventeen." Zhang Wenbo also went to the thatched study and answered any questions he had.

"Then you are a pig?"

Zhang Wenbo nodded proudly, "The pigs at the beginning of the year are so fat that they don't have to be slaughtered for food?"

Xianjin: "."

What is there to be proud of.

Chen Zuoniang is eighteen this year. She is a dog. Would it be bad if the pigs and dogs were put together?
Xian Jin looked away, trying to make himself look like a professional matchmaker without showing any signs, "Seventeen is not young, I didn't hear that you got married?"

Zhang Wenbo shook his head, "I'm not married. My parents said they would give me two tea estates as a dowry when I passed the exam and send me out with drums and gongs."

Xianjin: "."

This in-laws sounds quite festive.

It slightly made up for the disadvantage of pigs and dogs.

"Have you ever met?"

Zhang Wenbo blinked his eyes, his white and tender face was dotted with a pair of sparkling intelligent eyes, "I've seen each other two or three times, but each time it didn't work, either the Geng Tie ignited inexplicably, or the pastry sent over was completely broken when I opened it."

Oh - so hanging that you can approach science.

Zhang Wenbo spread his hands, "Once and twice are coincidences. My mother was afraid that I had troubles three times. She specially hired the master at home for Bai Xian'er to solve it. The master only said that I can only talk about marriage after I have been admitted to the school. And the family should be one or two years older than me. It can be a dog or a chicken. One is a pig's hoof and the other is a chicken."

Low emotional intelligence: pigs and dogs are not as good.

High EQ: Pork hoof Roda.

The end of science is metaphysics.

This metaphysics Bai Xian'er's main job is to deceive people, and his side job is to persuade people to learn - he has to make people pass the exam in order to get married.

Xian Jin pursed his lips, thinking about the request again.

Huh!This is simply determined according to their Zuo Niang!

Xian Jin smiled and asked again, "When will the results of the college examination be announced?"

When can pigs be slaughtered?
Zhang Wenbo looked pitiful, "There are still about ten days left. How can the academics finish the approval so quickly!"

Xian Jin said calmly, "If the paper is poorly done, the review will be very fast."

Zhang Wenbo asked, "Why?"

Imitating the manner of the examiner, Xian Jin picked up the paper, "This is a pile of poop! This is a pile of shit! This wild dog is loose!——Can you seriously look at the shit? Isn't it disgusting?"

Zhang Wenbo laughed loudly at first, and then remembered that his paper was also one of the piles of shit, probably the biggest and hardest one, so he couldn't laugh anymore.

Chen Jianfang walked through the cypress bushes, and in front of his eyes was the scene of the boy and the girl bending over and laughing. The sun slanted down, and Chen Jianfang couldn't help but licked the corners of his lips with the smile.

Chen Fu's old house had dinner at night, Xian Jin scooped up rice for Chen Fu, scooped up a small lump, picked up two stalks of vegetables, and put three slices of meat, after thinking about it, he put one piece of meat back on the plate.

Xian Jin handed the bowl to Chen Fu, and scooped up rice for Chen Jianfang, but Chen Zuoniang wanted to help but was pushed down by Xian Jin, "Listen carefully yourself."

Turning his head, he talked about Zhang Wenbo, "He's a nice guy. He's clear and righteous. His family is a squire in Qingling Town, Huai'an Prefecture. He has two to three thousand acres of fertile land and six or seven mountains to grow tea. Although his studies aren't top-notch, he's not bad."

Turning to Chen Zuoniang again, she whispered, "The last time you came to the shop, you walked past him and passed you by that white and tender boy. Do you remember?"

Chen Zuoniang's face was flushed, she nodded politely and lowered her eyes - she didn't dare to come, but she was really worried.

Now being cueed, Chen Zuoniang's face drooped lower and lower, "I don't have much impression."

Chen Fu looked at the pairs of vegetables and meat in the bowl with a complicated expression, and resigned himself to eating the meat first, "Tea merchant?"

"It's not a serious tea shop." Chen Jianfang took the job bowl from Xian Jin, and calmly checked for omissions, "It's just that the tea business in Huai'an Prefecture seems to be all from their family. Last year, they also offered two kinds of tribute tea. They are considered to be some well-known families in Huai'an Prefecture."

Chen Fu ate two green vegetables in one gulp, carefully hid the meat in the bottom of the bowl, and asked again, "Can you be famous?"

Chen Jianfang shook his head, "Nothing for the time being. I asked someone to ask Xuezheng about this year's competition, and they said that the students who went to Qingcheng Mountain Academy this year gave a pretty good answer, and it should be more or less the same."

Xian Jin thought that Chen Fu would be hesitant, after all, the fame has not yet been tested, everyone is a dark horse in the future, who knows that this love brain slammed the table, "There is no good! There is no good! Just have nothing! When he has fame, his family will turn their eyes to the sky, isn't it going to grind Zuo Niang to death!"

Xian Jin was stunned.

Chen Fu did what he said, "Gambling should pay attention to one's buying and leaving hands. Liubo, horse racing, and betting are all unknown.

Chen Zuoniang looked at Xian Jin anxiously.

It sounds so unreliable...

Xian Jin frowned and looked at Chen Fu, and sneered, "You understand it very well!"

Chen Jianfang was bored, and lowered his head to clean up the dishes, keeping a little distance from the two father and daughter.

Chen Fu grinned, "We, Miss Jin, are really accurate at seeing people!"

Xian Jin squinted his eyes, and patted the table, "You are not allowed to eat or drink, so you go to gamble!"

"Believe it or not, my mother could jump out of the coffin and beat you to death!"

　Again, no plot is useless!

　　Even, no tea is useless!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)