Lin Gao Qiming

Chapter 1909 Civil Service Examination ([-])

He Xi raised the spiritual tablet high, looked directly at Mo Rongxin's gaze like a dead fish, and said through gritted teeth: "Go to the [-]th floor of hell!"

At this moment, the trap door opened, and Mo Rongxin's body fell down.There were thunderous cheers in the field.Even Zeng Juan, who had nothing to do with Mo Rongxin, couldn't help cheering.

Bi Defan was on guard before the gallows. While his colleagues were dealing with the people, he turned his back and used a hidden dagger to quickly cut off a palm of the corpse, stuffed it into the prepared oilcloth pocket, and put it in his bosom .Quietly walking to the side, he saw He Xi slumped on the ground, as if all the strength had been taken from his body, he could only breathe on the ground.He hurried over, helped her up, and stuffed the oilcloth bag into her hand.

"Biao Auntie, go back, it's crowded here. Take care when you go back!" Bi Defan said, and added, "Don't commit suicide!"

He Xi was speechless, but nodded miserably.Bi Defan called a colleague and ordered He Xi to be sent out.

Zeng Juan was in a state of excitement and novelty, so he didn't rush over to watch the hanging—this geomantic omen is not easy to find.Once it is squeezed out, it will be difficult to get it back.

Stretching his neck to see who was going to swing on the next one, suddenly a person climbed up on the judgment platform.I can't see my face clearly from a distance, but I look like a scholar when I look at my clothes.

The policeman on the stage shouted anxiously: "What are you doing up here? Get down!"

Seeing that the scholar refused to go down, but knelt down on the stage with a plop, the policeman thought he had some grievance to avenge, and said: "You are wronged, go to the police station for prosecution...

But the scholar was unmoved. He kowtowed his head a few times before getting up and shouting to the audience: "You are not talented! Hu Ziming! The former alumnus of Wang Xiucai in the Academy! Brother Wang Xian, I will not rest in peace under the spring of death. Although I am In the academy, Mo Zei knew everything he said and did, and he didn't dare to say a word to complain about it. Today, I have to meet Master Qingtian of the Song Dynasty, to avenge the grievances of Wang Xiandi, and to return me to the world. In the future, I am willing to be the pioneer of the Senate Sworn to death!"

After finishing speaking, he pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, and before the policeman could react, he unraveled the bun, cut off the hair with one knife, threw it casually, and jumped off the stage.The audience burst into cheers.

This scene was so dramatic that not only Mu Min was dumbfounded, but even Ding Ding was also stunned.After a while, Shen Ruiming's voice came from the intercom: "Ding Ding, did you arrange this person?"

"No, we didn't arrange any 'entrustment'," Ding Ding shook his head, and then looked at Mu Min, who also gave him a very clear negative.

Here Zeng Juan also watched with his heart swaying, this scene was too sudden and astonishing.Following Hu Ziming throwing off his hair and leaping forward, Zeng Juan instantly had the urge to cut off his hair.

The trial was still going on, but Zeng Juan didn't have time to watch it anymore. Seeing that the sun was gradually setting to the west, it was about three o'clock.He has been wandering outside all day, and if he doesn't go to Wan Shenglu to watch his business at night, his parents will tell him again.Even Uncle He in the store would babble on about the old tune of "being entrusted by others and being loyal to others".

He squeezed out of the venue and ran all the way back to Wan Shenglu, but the inside was already full.Like him, many people just came out of the venue, and they were all talking about the new things just now.

Zeng Juan came back, and as soon as he sat down at the counter, Uncle He hurriedly came to ask him about today's public trial.

"I heard that many villains and villains were hanged. Is it true?"

"It's true." Zeng Juan nodded and said the names of some people who were executed.

Uncle He's eyes lit up, he couldn't close his mouth with joy, and he kept saying yes.

It is not easy to be in a corporate church. Every day, you have to deal with people of various religions and ranks. Their status is very low. They are often bullied and beaten for no reason.The city foxes and social mice on the street didn't dare to provoke the gates of the high halls, and even ordinary people with a little influence didn't dare to provoke them too much, so they used bullying the shopkeepers of the enterprise halls as a means of "strengthening their prestige".Uncle He was often bullied by these people in the past.

"It's great that the Song Dynasty is here, and the world is bright!" He Bo said with emotion, "It's exciting to work..."

Before the words were finished, someone greeted the waiter outside, and Uncle He hurried over to serve him.

Zeng Juan was sorting out the accounts, when suddenly he heard someone calling: "Ah... Juan..."

Such hesitant greetings, only Agui.Zeng Juan looked up, and it really was Agui.

Probably not on duty, he was wearing casual clothes today, and there was someone beside him, it was Yuan Shuzhi who had disappeared for a long time.

When Zeng Juan saw him, he couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Yuan Shuzhi, no matter in winter or summer, always wears a Dongpo scarf with holes on his head, and an old straight gown of plain silk, the right sleeve and the seat behind are all torn.A pair of old red silk shoes under the feet, the toes are exposed as usual.Black thin skin, gray beard.

Now the clothes and hats are brand new, and even the person has gained a lot of weight, and his spirit is very good.As for the legendary lame leg, it seems to be gone.

"Agui, why are you here?" Zeng Juan was both surprised and delighted.A Gui is Li Ziyu's "follower", and he can be regarded as an unofficial member of their small circle.Moreover, Zeng Juan is acting as the shopkeeper of the tea house now, so he has to be perfunctory logically.

"Come on, sit down first," Zeng Juan was about to greet them and give them a seat, but Agui said, "I...not here for tea...There is room, let's have a few words in private..."

Zeng Juan asked in his heart, what does he want to say in private?Still with Yuan Shuzhi?He nodded immediately and said, "Okay, let's talk inside."

There was a counting room in the shop, Zeng Juan let them in and lowered the bamboo curtain.

Only then did Zeng Juan hesitantly say: I know that Zeng Juan is preparing for the civil service exam, and Yuan Shuzhi also wants to take the exam, but he doesn't know anything about "Australian studies". I hope I can worship him as a teacher and receive some "teaching".

Zeng Juan suddenly realized that Agui was here to help a friend.

It turned out that after Yuan Shuzhi injured his leg, he relied on Agui to help him out and received a sum of compensation.The detention center saw that he was seriously injured, and specially invited a doctor for bruises to treat him.When he came out of the detention center, his injuries were almost healed.For a while, he had nowhere to go and returned to the temple of the dwelling house.

He has money in hand, and the attitude of the monk is not bad.He spent some days comfortably in the temple.Agui sometimes came to see him and chat with him with the monk.A Gui knew that Yuan Shuzhi's knowledge could not be said to be good, but being able to read and write in this era of illiteracy is considered good.So he suggested that Lao Yuan go to the civil service examination.

"Australians now have very low requirements for public examinations. You don't even need to be literate to be a policeman. Your old man is too old to be a policeman. If you go to take a test to do something, you will not only be decent, but also not be bullied."

The monk also persuaded him: "I said, Lao Yuan, you can't go on like this when you are old. This time, Agui happened to help you out. Next time you are injured or killed, who will save you and bury you?" It must be the corpse collection team of the police station! Do you think it’s worth living like this for you? You can read and write well, go to a book office in Australia—at least you have no worries about food and clothing.”

After Yuan Shuzhi heard what the two said, he just didn't speak, his eyes rolled quickly, and his desire for fame and fame, which had been cold for many years, came back. Any civil servant is not bad, but as for the thief Kun who will be defeated or not in the future, it is not likely that Daming will pursue a clerk when he fights back - at most, he will abandon his job and abscond.

However, to "examine the public", there must be examination content.Yuan Shuzhi spent his whole life in the boy's test, and he didn't even know what the rural test was like, let alone the Australian "Kao Gong".Ask Agui, and Agui doesn't know—he went to the police test by running.

As soon as I thought about it, I thought of Zeng Juan.Zeng Juan is preparing for the exam, and Zeng Juan is a passer-by in "big business", so it is always right to ask him for advice.

Agui murmured some polite words in a nonsensical manner, and once answered a few words, he was secretly proud: Speaking of which, besides these brothers, who else can do business in Guangzhou? !Agui's vision is pretty good.Now that he is developed and knows how to take care of his friends, he is a good friend!
But looking at Yuan Shuzhi, he found himself in trouble.He didn't know how old this old Yuan was, but he heard from others that Lao Yuan was born in Wanli year, and now he is in his early fifties.

Ying Daming's imperial examinations at this age are no problem, as long as he can move and remember how to write Shiwen, he can still enter the examination room in his seventies and eighties, and it can be passed on as a "beautiful talk".However, Zeng Juan remembered that the registration requirements for Australian civil service examinations clearly stated that applicants should not be older than 40 years old.

"Old Yuan! It's okay if you want me to help you with tutoring, but at your age..." Zeng Juan showed embarrassment.

"I'm an old man, and my ambition is a thousand miles away. Besides, I'm not old yet. It's the year when I know my destiny. I'm in the prime of life. What's wrong?" Yuan Shuzhi blushed even when he told lies.

"Okay," Zeng Juan thought to himself, anyway, the Australians didn't find out the year and month of his birth, so you just have to report the horoscope by yourself, "It's just that the Civil Service Examination in the Song Dynasty and the Imperial Examination in the Ming Dynasty are two different things. You I am full of old learning, so my knowledge is not bad, but it has nothing to do with this Australian learning. I have to learn from scratch."

Yuan Shuzhi smiled helplessly: "Am I worthy to take the Imperial Examination of Ming Dynasty? I tried dozens of times as a boy, but I didn't even pass the exam. Now it is precisely because the Kunren is different from the Imperial Examination of Ming Dynasty that I have a chance to turn around what!"

Zeng Juan was quite touched by what he said.Just relying on his "cultivation" in sociology, it is hopeless to start a career-he is also a person who is unwilling to do small crafts, and most of them will use "raising a career" as an excuse to escape.When parents pass away, nine out of ten will be Yuan Shuzhi's end!

Thinking of this, I can't help but empathize with him, and feel a little sympathetic to him.In addition, he has read and tested for decades, and has rich experience in articles, so he can also learn from writing essays during the exam.

(End of this chapter)