fake prince

Chapter 52

"When the wind changes, all scholars have their own masters. After hundreds of years of prosperity and decline, their politics and religion are especially great!"

"It's true that from the public to the nobles, they all do their best!"

What Su Ziji recited was no longer the Panlong Mind Method. After reciting the Panlong Mind Law seven times, the young dragon had already held on, and he was now reciting the contents of the Four Books and Five Classics.

After reading this paragraph, [Experience +1] a line of words floated up, and half a piece of red sandalwood inlaid automatically appeared: "Level 7 of Four Books and Five Classics (0/7000)"

"Finally level 7." Su Ziji felt silently, and found that there were no major changes after the upgrade, but he did have a more detailed understanding of the contents of the Four Books and Five Classics.

In the county test that day, I felt that my essay was impeccable, but now that I think about it, there are still many deviations.

"The imperial examination is held once a year in the county, in February every year, while the government examination is held in April every two years, and the provincial examination is held every three years, in August this year."

"Since ancient times, it has been difficult for counties, prefectures, and provinces to win the list once. I wonder if I can win the list once?"

Don't look at the fact that in the novels there are often small triples and big triples. In fact, according to Su Ziji's experience, and with the improvement of the evaluation level of the articles, he realized that the level of juren is at least twice that of a scholar.

It is impossible for someone to reach this level by leaps and bounds within half a year without opening the hook, at least three to five years later.

Just thinking about it, Pui Nu stepped forward to salute, her voice became more cheerful: "My lord, thank you for teaching me, but the Dragon Palace has nothing to entertain you now, and someone is calling you, so you can go back!"

"Please come again next time!"

"Isn't it? You crossed the river and demolished the bridge without even being entertained?" Before Su Ziji could react, he just felt that the environment changed when he was in a trance. Someone was shouting: "Young Master, Young Master, wake up."

"..." Su Ziji just woke up and saw the boatman's face: "What's the matter, is it noon?"

"No, son, something happened." The boatman was full of anxiety: "There are several floating corpses on the lake."

Su Ziji was taken aback, got up quickly, dressed in a hurry, and asked, "Did you wake up my sister?"

The two walked together and called them brother and sister to the outside world, so as not to provoke criticism.

"No, girl, this kind of thing is not appropriate."

Su Ziji got out of the cabin, and just took a look, he saw the dark clouds gradually dissipating, and the clear water in the lake was rippling. It was an excellent scenery, but there was a floating corpse not far away, which was really unsightly.

"According to our rules, this kind of thing has to be salvaged and let the family claim it for burial, so as to accumulate some virtue for the descendants. It's just a son, it's a bit bad, you mean..."

"Save it, I don't think it's bad luck."

"In addition to the corpse, let's see if we can save the Master."

Looking at the clothes of the floating corpse, Su Ziji frowned, and immediately realized that it was probably a person on the boat, whether it was a chess player or an innocent victim.

The boatman's salvage is not entirely for the sake of accumulating virtue. The family members who claim it will pay a sum of money, which is profitable. If this is the case, how can Su Ziji stop it.

"Okay, my lord, sit still." The boatman was happy and nodded in agreement.

There are still some winds and waves on the water, but not too big. After catching two fishes, they are gone. It seems that they are floating from a distance.

"Get ready to go back..." After waiting for a while, he found that there was nothing floating on the lake except for the wood, and there was no one there. Su Ziji glanced at it and said to the boatman.

At this moment, a slightly larger ship approached from a distance at high speed, and arrived nearby in an instant.

"This is a flying wing boat!"

This kind of boat is not big, with a small bow, a wide tail and a sharp bottom, and the wide tail can divert water. It is extremely fast, but it doesn't carry much. It is used by the marine police, and ordinary people don't need it at all.

As soon as they approached, someone jumped onto the boat. It was a man in Tsing Yi. This man had a slender figure, his eyes were piercing, and he was not angry. He just glanced at him and said, "Who are you?"

"The student is from Linhua County Tongsheng Su Zi. I saw someone floating in the lake just now, so I asked the boatman to salvage it."

"I don't know who you are?"

It is good to have fame, and the man in Tsing Yi softened his face: "We are the inspectors of the county's yamen. Something happened on the lake, and we are inspecting."

With a wave of his hand, he ran up to check the floating corpse, and immediately got up and shook his head.

"Who else is in there?"

"There are female relatives inside." Su Ziji showed displeasure.

"We act according to public orders." If it is Juren, maybe there are scruples, a child is nothing more than that, Su Ziji has no choice but to wake up Ye Buhui and let him search.

"There is no one on board, and there is no one under the boat!"

"Strange, isn't this the ship where the thieves are hiding?"

Someone was talking in a low voice, far away, Ye Buhui couldn't hear it, only Su Ziji, with his five senses, could hear it clearly.

"Are they looking for someone?" Su Ziji frowned, not doubting that these people were official posts.

Thieves and bandits also have a murderous aura, but the same violence, without the majesty of officials like I am king, this kind of insider will know it at a glance.

Seeing that these people took out their spears without hesitation, plunged into the water, and stabbed vigorously under the boat, they knew that they were probably looking for criminals, and they still wanted to die immediately.

Moreover, Su Ziji felt even more that even though he had declared his identity, there were still people on the boat looking suspiciously at him, especially one of them, who seemed to be a scribe, stared at him for a while before moving away.

When they found that they couldn't find the person they were looking for, their expressions became even worse, and they waved their hands: "Get on the boat, and search on the lake."

"Yes!"

"Su Ziji, why are these people so strange?" Ye Buhui kept silent, and when their boat was gone, he whispered to Su Ziji: "It looks like a group of desperadoes."

"It's not a desperado, although it may not be an inspection, but it must be someone from the government." Ordinary inspections are just to control the gangsters and maintain law and order, without such a strong and majestic aura.

This is the temperament that is used to arresting people and killing people grandly.

"I don't know what these days are. I have encountered so many things." Ye Buhui believed, sighed, glanced into the distance, suddenly tugged on Su Ziji's sleeve, and pointed: "There seems to be someone there."

Su Ziji swept his eyes and noticed something strange in the water not far away. Someone was holding a wooden board and calling for help.

"Please go there." Su Ziji told the boatman.

At this time, except for some wind and waves on the lake, there was no danger, and the boatman did not object, so he rowed across.

"Go a little further and pull him up!" Su Ziji said.

The boatman was careful, parked the boat nearby, jumped into the water to salvage it, and when someone caught it, he found that this was a young man, who looked a little bigger than Su Ziji, but not much bigger.

On the boat, the young man vomited the water in his stomach again and again, with a pale face, he saluted Su Ziji: "Many, thank you for the rescue, the kindness of saving lives is unforgettable."

"..." This matter was very common at first, but when he remembered what the person who claimed to be the inspection department had done just now, Su Ziji looked at him with some scrutiny, and said in a gentle voice: "I'm going to Su Ziji, I don't know what happened to you, brother?" call?"

"Brother Su, my surname is Sun, and my name is Sun Buhan, but I am a member of my family. Brother Su's kindness in saving my life is truly unforgettable. Please go to Fucheng, and my family will definitely thank you." Sun Buhan bowed.

"Sun Buhan?" Su Ziji's memory is very good now. When he mentioned the name, he vaguely remembered that there was indeed this person among the painters, but he was just next door to the painter. He met him once in a hurry, and his expression eased.

As long as you have a name and surname, you are not afraid of saving the wrong person.

(End of this chapter)