fake prince

Chapter 13
"You..." Yu Lu's whole body was trembling with anger, and he was about to speak, but he heard the voice below continue to shout: "Chengshou's 17th year Linhua County Examination, No. 11...Su Ziji."

After drinking the water, Master Bo started to read again after reading the top ten. Although when posting the list, the top five and the bottom fifteen are posted, but this is only for those who have won the first place. For ordinary scholars, they can Medium is a good thing!
Many people who thought they would not be in the top five are eagerly waiting for the announcement of the fifteenth list.

Su Ziji didn't expect that the one who read the eleventh name was himself.

"Congratulations, brother Su, congratulations, brother Su!"

"Brother Su, you have won, congratulations!" Yu Lu and Zhang Sheng reacted, while Su Ziji's heart fell back into his stomach.

At least he won. As for the ranking, Su Ziji really didn't care. The subsequent list of nine people was also read out one after another. Unsurprisingly, there was no Zhang Sheng in it.

Su Ziji and Yu Lv comforted each other, but Zhang Sheng thought about it: "This is what I expected a long time ago, don't worry, I am at most disappointed, and I will not be sad. But you, a county chief, No. 11, you have to treat me to a meal and celebrate."

And the people in the restaurant were also congratulating each other. Boss Zhang sitting in the corner had an embarrassing expression, and it would be an exaggeration to say he was a pig.

"Boss..." The thugs were also dumbfounded at this moment, and looked at each other hesitantly, and saw a student shouting: "You villains, don't pollute this place, Brother Su, I will lend you a couple of dollars!"

"Brother Su, I'll lend you two taels!" Some people came back and donated generously, with the remaining 15 taels of silver, it didn't take a while to make up 12 taels.

There are still three or two, but it is also embarrassing, the students can't get it out.

"There is still a few taels missing!" Cao Jincai's heart was about to jump out just now, he knew something inside, he knew that Boss Zhang was not greedy for these usury, but wanted to seize the ancestral tomb of Tongsheng, and there was also the Taoist priest of Tongshan. Wrist, I can't screw it up.

At this time, saliva was splashing all over the place: "We are on the road, and we have to follow the rules. We don't take any money that we can't get, and we don't have to be afraid of seeing officials if we should get it!"

"Don't say that you only fell for Tongsheng, but you fell for Xianggong, I still say the same!"

"Either, pay back the money now, or use your family's cemetery to pay back, which is more, and you will get 36 taels of silver!"

"How about it? Sign the contract quickly. Not only can you pay off the debt, but you can also give you three taels of silver, allowing you to go to school and go to the mansion to take the exam."

Having said that, the matter has become clear. A few outsiders showed no anger and touched their bags, but when Boss Zhang swept his eyes, a few onlookers withdrew their hands.

They are not students, they have the dignity of scholars, and it will be painful for Boss Zhang to stare at them.

Seeing the dumb people everywhere, Cao Jincai laughed, and then threatened again, only to hear someone say: "Wait a minute!"

"Who?" Cao Jincai yelled angrily, feeling that everything was not going well, and saw that this person was of medium build, but very young. After reading some books, it’s a pity that I didn’t win the exam, you won Tongsheng, I wonder if I can read your article?”

Su Ziji was just carrying the draft, when he looked at it, he saw that although the young man spoke in a friendly manner, he was faintly serious, and he realized something, so he smiled and said, "Please advise!"

As he spoke, he took out the draft and handed it to the man. The young man just glanced at it and then smiled: "Your wording is acceptable, but it is square and clean but rigid. Rong is the entry point.”

Guange style refers to the common font in the examination room formed by the imperial examination system, which appeared in the previous dynasty, but since it is common, it naturally has the disadvantages of stereotyped and old-fashioned.

But to the extreme, the writing is elegant, beautiful and beautiful, but the so-called mellowness, Su Ziji has heard of this, but he is also very helpless. He is a mere scholar from a poor family, and he has only been here for a few days, so there is really nothing he can do.

But the young man said something, took the manuscript, sat down and read it carefully, Cao Jincai was furious when he saw it, and thought that each of them was getting more arrogant than the other, so he was about to yell, but Boss Zhang stared at him fiercely, and stopped immediately.

The young man read the manuscript for a long time, then gave the manuscript to the middle-aged man, and said, "Your basic skills are fairly solid, but this is not uncommon, and the article is a bit hot, and there are only eleven children born in Linhua County. Is the level of martial arts so strong?"

The middle-aged man also read it without saying a word, looked over, and nodded: "The Jingyi article is indeed acceptable, but the five-character test post poem can only be said to be mediocre."

Su Ziji said: "The value of poetry lies in talent, but my talent is poor."

The young man laughed when he heard this, touched his sleeve, and with a "snap", a piece of silver cake was thrown over and smashed on the table. When everyone looked at it, they saw that it was a complete piece of official silver, weighing five taels, with a white background. Thin and deep, ninety-eight-color grained silver.

"Is the money enough?"

"Who are you, who are you?" Cao Jincai asked angrily.

The young man sneered and said, "The money has been paid back. As for asking my name, and if you are not convinced, you can come to the old shop of the Chen family to find me. Now, you have dirty my eyes, so get out!"

Cao Jincai still wanted to talk, but Boss Zhang glanced at it a few times, but sweated a little, stood up, collected the money, and went downstairs.

After walking down the stairs for a few steps, Cao Jincai was puzzled and called out, "Boss?"

Before the words were finished, there was only a "slap", and Boss Zhang slapped him heavily: "Bastard, your trick is bright——Lao Zhuang, tell me."

"Yes!" With a bitter face, Lao Zhuang took out the silver and showed it to everyone. Seeing that everyone was depressed and puzzled, he said in a muffled voice, "This is the official silver of Chengping County. Stamped, this is the newly minted official silver this year!"

"What is official silver? It is minted by the government and handed over to the treasury, and then distributed by the treasury. This Chengping official silver has only been minted for a month, so why is it circulating now?"

"Who else can circulate?
Lao Zhuang's nickname is "Bao Dian Ting", and his lips are trembling when he says this.

"You mean, this is someone from the government above?" Cao Jincai was not a stupid person, he thought about it at this moment, and gasped.

"Ninety-eight is not far from ten." Boss Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "You are still a nobleman who can use official money."

"Then what should we do now? How to explain to the Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple, they really have magic powers, they are very wicked." Cao Jincai said unwillingly.

In fact, the Taoist priest of Tongshan Temple even promised him money in private.

"No matter how evil it is, is the government powerful? Tell Tongshan Guan, if these two people don't leave, don't think about us doing it." Boss Zhang glanced fiercely.

These idiots don't even remember that a few years ago, when the county was mopped up, the government didn't have iron armor, and the simple three inspection departments teamed up, and arrows rained down like rain. It only took one day. The smoke flew away, and the famous eighteen arhats all fell into a pool of blood under the volley of arrows.

Although the leader of the gang, Duan Sicong, escaped and counterattacked, killing the county magistrate, but it aroused the anger of the court. The famous arresters gathered, and more than a thousand soldiers were organized to set up a trap. Killed one hundred and nine people in a row, but finally died of exhaustion in the net of heaven and earth.

Fighting with the government, looking for death?

It's not a chaotic world now!

(End of this chapter)