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Chapter 25 Impossible!Absolutely impossible!
Among the county government offices, Xu Xiancheng walked quickly in small steps and came to the back hall.

"Xianzun, the literary meeting is over."

The county magistrate Zhao Hongfei nodded, put down the pen in his hand, and said with a smile: "It's hard work. The prefectural school is being arranged. A prefecture gathers students, great Confucian scholars sit in the township, talk about literature and make friends. It is a big event for our Jiang'an County to celebrate for the empress. Now it has been successfully completed, and you have contributed a lot."

He looked at Xu Xiancheng, very satisfied, "Recently you have worked hard, first supervised the construction of the pulley for the labor camp, and then supervised the organization of the literary conference. I have ordered people to send greeting cards, and I will have a banquet for Mr. Zheng in the evening to congratulate him on winning the first prize. Come with me!"

In the imagination, Xu Xiancheng was overjoyed, and the scene where he shouted to serve the county lord did not appear. Instead, he hesitated to speak and stood there. Zhao Hongfei squinted his eyes, picked up the teacup, and said indifferently: "The county magistrate is not willing?"

When Xu Xiancheng, who was still hesitating about how to speak, heard this, he didn't care about being entangled, and hurriedly said: "Master County, the Wen Kui of this Wenhui is not Mr. Zheng."

County magistrate Zhao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said, "It seems that Mr. Mingquan's great-grandson paid a lot of money, it's okay, anyone with a discerning eye knows what's going on, and Mr. Zheng won't be unhappy if he wants to come."

Xu Xiancheng hesitated for a moment, "That's not Mr. Lin. Mr. Zheng was defeated head-on, lost three of the four rounds, and finally gave up Wen Kui."

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Zhao Hongfei's eyes widened and he was shocked.

"Who is here? A talented person from another state? Or a talented person from the Imperial College in Zhongjing?"

Xu Xiancheng thought of the pulley earth-moving method that shattered his dreams, sighed inwardly, and said, "It's either these people, or the prisoner you released from the labor camp, Xia Jingyun."

The teacup in Zhao County Magistrate's hand slipped to the ground and broke into several petals on the bluestone slab.

In the labor camp, Zhang Dazhi, the general supervisor, with his hands behind his back, walked slowly past dozens of pulleys like an old farmer inspecting the crops in the field.

In the past few days, he has come to the labor camp every day, and he has thoroughly understood the principles of these tackles, and he has also thought of many ways to improve and improve, and at the same time thought of many scenarios where this method can be used.

After finishing it into a book and returning to Zhongjing City, this thing alone will allow him to submit a job that satisfies his superiors.

After all, the effectiveness of this block method of soil transportation is really amazing. After using this method, the efficiency has improved a lot, and the mass grave has not thrown people into it for several days.

"This Xia Jingyun, there is something!"

Zhang Dazhi smiled, "Third brother, do you think I should show kindness and take him into prison?"

He smiled and turned his head to speak, then looked at the empty person beside him, scratched his head in embarrassment, but forgot that the boy went to see the great excitement of the literary festival.

He thought for a while, then looked at the progress of the viewing platform, confirmed that there was nothing to worry about, then slowly got up and walked towards the city.

Just a few steps away, a fast horse galloped towards him. Seeing Zhang Dazhi, the young man on the horse quickly got off the horse, "Master!"

The identity of a craftsman naturally has a master-student inheritance. This time Zhang Dazhi brought his three favorite apprentices with him, which can not only help him take care of his life, but also grow and sharpen.

Seeing his apprentice, Zhang Dazhi smiled, "Have you finished reading the essay? Is it good?"

"nice!"

The young man nodded abruptly, and was about to speak when Zhang Dazhi said, "Since I've finished reading, let's do something for Master."

"Master, you order."

"Go to Nantian Lane in the middle of the city, find Xia Jingyun who presented the earth-moving method with pulleys, and invite him over."

The young man was startled, "Master, why are you looking for him?"

Zhang Dazhi was also not angry, and said patiently: "I just thought about it, this kid can have such an ingenious idea, maybe it is a good material, my master is kind, I will send him a fortune, let him be a prisoner, and protect him for the rest of his life without worrying about food and drink."

The boy's expression suddenly became strange, "Master, let me tell you about my literary meeting today."

"Not interested." Zhang Dazhi waved his hand, "Go to work first, and talk slowly when you're done."

"Let me go first."

"Your skin itches?"

"Xia Jingyun took the Wen Kui of the Wenhui!"

"Even if he won the first prize, so will I." Zhang Dazhi, who was rolling up his sleeves and preparing to rectify his family, was suddenly stunned, "What did you say?"

"The Wenkui of the Wenhui is Xia Jingyun. Compared with the first son of Sishui Prefecture, Mr. Zheng, he won three times and one draw in four passes, and he took Wenkui directly."

Zhang Dazhi plucked his ears to make sure he had heard correctly, and said in disbelief, "Is that the former laborer?"

The boy nodded, "I saw it with my own eyes."

Zhang Dazhi rubbed his face and regained his composure, "Damn it! What kind of monster is this?"

The young man had a half-smile, "Master, then shall I go and give him a blessing?"

Zhang Dazhi blushed and kicked over, "What's so funny, it means your master and I are right!"

"Yes, yes, master is really accurate at seeing people!"

Zhang Dazhi took a sip, "Go back and get ready, get some money, and come out with me tonight!"

"Where are you going?"

"Nantian Lane! You have an old relationship, don't you know how to post it? You're so stupid, forget it!"

Just as the pair of master and apprentice led the horses slowly towards the city, a carriage also slowly drove into Jiang'an City.

The car drove directly to the gate of a house in the city. A man who looked like an old servant stood guard at the gate, and immediately placed a stool beside the carriage.

Today's literary meeting itself was organized by him, so he should have attended it, and even acted as the first judge to comment on the final literary leader.

However, Wen Kui was certain that it was his lover Zheng Tianyu, so in order to avoid suspicion, he had to stagger the time and only set off from Jianning County early this morning.

He rubbed his sore waist, under the call of the prefect of Jianning, the oirans of Jianning were so enthusiastic that he was stuck in a gentle village and couldn't extricate himself.

As he walked in, "Zhongming went out to celebrate?"

Didn't hear the old servant's answer, Song Xuezheng turned to look at him, "Huh?"

The old servant hesitated, "Mr. Zheng didn't get Wenkui."

Song Xuezheng's reaction was exactly the same as that of County Magistrate Zhao. He thought that Lin Feibai had gone all out and bet all the shadows accumulated by his ancestors in exchange for this Wenkui. But based on his understanding of Lin Feibai, the other party definitely did not have the courage, so he frowned, "Did Zhongming fail to catch up or did someone play some tricks at the venue?"

He is very clear about the process of the Wenhui. If someone really buys off the old guard and deliberately makes things difficult, it is really possible for Zheng Tianyu to fail in the first three levels.

Although this possibility is almost non-existent.

The old servant shook his head, "Neither, it was Mr. Zheng who was directly compared to others in the competition."

"Nonsense!" Song Xuezheng suddenly angrily reprimanded, "There is no such person in the entire Sishui Prefecture!"

But as expected of Zhou Xuexuezheng, he quickly calmed down and looked at the old servant, "How did the other party win? Couplets? Counting? Oh, no, it's all for fun, which means that the other party has written poems that are better than Zhongming's?"

The old servant hesitated for a moment, but still told the truth, "The two sides had a total of four rounds, and Mr. Zheng tied with that person in the first round."

"Which level did you lose?"

"The rest are lost."

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

"Don't dare to lie to the master, the fact is indeed so."

Song Xuezheng took a few deep breaths, and said coldly: "Tell me the whole story in detail!"
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In another courtyard not far from the house, in the gazebo in the backyard, four great Confucian scholars stood or sat, all frowning.

"After thinking for so long, do you have a plan?"

"If we can really come up with a strategy so easily, why have we thought about it for so long?"

Seeing that the topic was about to enter an endless loop again, a great Confucian couldn't help but muttered: "According to me, we shouldn't have engaged in that matter. Now it's over. Not only will we lose our reputation for half a lifetime, but we will also offend such a great Buddha!"

"Okay, it's fine if you lie to us, and everyone doesn't take it seriously. If outsiders hear it, I don't know how they will mock you."

"Yeah, we are all our own people here, so let's stop hiding. We can turn a blind eye to the actions of the youngsters of the Lin family, and we can naturally show favoritism to the disciples who love the disciples and the sons of the prefect. We will do the same even if we come back ten times. The problem is, who would have thought that there would be Mrs. Yun standing behind that ordinary Xia Jingyun!"

"That's reasonable. It doesn't matter what outsiders say. The important thing is that at the critical moment when Concubine De is about to visit her relatives, we must not let Old Master Yun hate us."

"This is the words of gold and jade. People in the world are ignorant, and they forget it when they turn around. But if Mrs. Yun hates me, I'm afraid I can only go back and study hard."

The complexions of several Confucian scholars changed suddenly, as if they saw the end of the world.

Just like when a concubine is mourning, a young man rushes over, "Professors, you have just arrived."

The four stood up immediately, "Lead the way quickly!"
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When this astonishing news spread to the outside world at an astonishing speed, causing infinite waves, the protagonist of the news was walking towards Yun Mansion together with Feng Xiuyun.

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