Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 579 Annunciation
A provincial examination, for the scholars of Juren, it can be said that eating a mung bean smoothie in the dog days makes them feel extremely comfortable.

Yu Chenglong returned to the temple, waiting for the news.

As the so-called poor scholars and rich scholars, because most of the people who refer to the provincial examination are scholars, and even many are children, there is almost no way to eat, drink and have fun after the examination.

During the waiting time, Lu Zhuo and Jin Wen often came to play and exchange ideas about the preparations for the provincial examination next year.

That's right, next year is the year of the provincial examination.

For scholars, except for the county magistrate in the provincial examination, the rest of the officials don't think about it at all.

Among scholars, the status of juren and scholar is very different.

"Brother Lu, Brother Jin, after all, today is different from the early years of the Kingdom. Juren are no more than academic officials such as professors, professors, etc., and the sixth house of the county, the general judge, etc., are no less than their officials!"

Yu Chenglong is more pragmatic, he wants to be an official, but even if he is a six-room scribe, he is better than an ordinary juren.

"Furthermore, in the affairs of state affairs, the north has always been weak in the south and the south is strong, and Shanxi has been in chaos for too long. I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with Zhili and Shaanxi..."

The people in Shanxi are poor and barren, and their style of writing is not even as good as that of Shaanxi. Everyone likes to do business, just like Huizhou merchants.

At the beginning, Shanxi was "a lot of people are thrifty and vigorous in farming, and scholars are virtuous and dedicated to learning"; in the middle and later periods, the folk customs were "extravagant and extravagant...The homes of merchants also carved dragons and embroidered arches, and jade le golden saddles".

"The handsome ones of the children are more likely to enter the trade... until they are below the Chinese material, they will be allowed to study and take the exam."

Thinking of this, the three fell silent.

It is better to make a lot of money in the exam, which is a spectacle only in Shanxi in Ming Dynasty, and those merchants cultivate scholars, more for the purpose of avoiding taxes.

"It's better to take the provincial exam, but it's very difficult for us to pass the exam. I don't know how many times we can take this provincial exam. If you give up now, it will be too late to regret it."

Yu Chenglong persuaded with sincere eyes.

"What you said makes sense!" Lu Zhuo was silent for a while, then raised his eyes and said, "If it's the general judge waiting for the second officer, I'd better answer first!"

On August [-]th, the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, the public notice wall in front of the government office was crowded with people, and it was extremely lively.

Many people are scrambling to move forward, just thinking about getting the results of the provincial test.

Different from the hospital examination, township examination, and even the palace examination, those are only the qualifications for being an official, and the real title of title has to be arranged by the Ministry of Officials.

But now, the provincial examination directly confers officials, which can be said to be the first time for the common people of Ming Dynasty.

Therefore, on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, not only the governor, the school and the government were uneasy, but even the capital city also sent a member of the bureaucracy, Wailang, to supervise the fairness in person.

"Come to live—"

As soon as the yellow paper came out, there were many people waiting in the front row, aiming at the front position, and ran quickly.

"Hurry up, go to Chongshan Temple, don't let people rush you first."

The thin and small man got out of the crowd, flew out, and went to Chongshan Temple without saying a word.

"Walk--"

A group of people left in such a hurry that they almost used running characters.

Soon, three or five people came to Chongshan Temple, hurriedly questioned the monks, came to a courtyard, beat gongs and drums, and the whole Chongshan Temple was full of noise.

"Great news, Yuci County, Taiyuan Prefecture, Lu Yu is a talented scholar, No. 7 in the Provincial Examination Yellow List, and meet Linxian County Honor—"

Lu Zhuo suddenly heard the commotion and frowned, before he could curse, such a voice came from his ear,

"Master, you have won—" the book boy was overjoyed.

"Hahaha, I hit it, I hit it—"

He ran out in a panic, almost fell over the threshold, the square scarf fell off, and then staggered to the gate of the courtyard.

"Congratulations to Lu Xiucai, from today onwards, you will be appointed as the magistrate of Linxian County. In the future, the official fortune will be prosperous, and the glorious lintel is just around the corner..."

Several people bowed down together, making Lu Zhuo happy to find Bei.

At this time, Jin Wen and Yu Chenglong also came out of the hospital. Seeing a group of pleasing people, they generously donated money and prepared to reward money.

Unexpectedly, when more than a dozen taels of silver were thrown out, these few were actually dissatisfied and less disgusted.

At this time, a few monks came out, and the leader of the prison temple was even taller and fatter, with a smile on his face: "Brother Lu benefactor Gao, this temple also has honor with him, how can this reward money come out of this temple?"

After saying that, a box of copper coins was carried out, and each person rewarded a few strings, and that's all.

Unexpectedly, these people cupped their hands again and said, "I don't know if Jin Taboo Wenxiu is here in Qingyuan County, Taiyuan Prefecture?"

"Me?" Jin Wen was taken aback, surprised.

"Your high school No. 13, is the county magistrate of Ningning County, and your official career is just around the corner—"

There was a sharp shout, and another burst of drums and gongs.

When Jiansi heard that he was a county magistrate, he asked people to share more than a dozen strings of copper coins, and his heart ached to bleed.

After receiving the money, several people showed a strange smile again, and continued to beat drums and gongs.

"Happy news, Jackie Chan is a talented scholar in Yongning Prefecture, Brother Gao won the [-] provincial examinations, and he will be awarded the magistrate of Yonghe County in Pingyang Prefecture—"

The fat eyes of the prison temple stared at these people hard, only to look at them all, and then said: "It is really a great fortune to have three benefactors in this temple."

Now, more than ten hanging coins were rewarded, and only a few good news gave up.

Yu Chenglong on the side was dumbfounded and fell into a state of bewilderment and stupidity.

From a scholar to a county magistrate, this leap is really too big, and the difference is huge.

He thought it was a blessing for him to be appointed as the county magistrate, but now he has become the county magistrate, how can it be a surprise.

"Uncle Jiansi, several waves of good news people have come, and they are all blocking the door, scrambling to enter the temple!"

"Stop it, stop it all—"

Jiansi gritted his teeth, and immediately said to the three of them: "Several benefactors, these people are really too much, and your money didn't come from floods."

"That's right, just listen to the monk in the monastery." Lu Zhuo immediately agreed: "It's just the people in the Annunciation Room, you have to let them in."

"That's natural."

Jiansi smiled uglier than crying, so he agreed.

In the county and government offices, there are special rooms for announcing the good news. There is no establishment, but they do the work of the establishment. All they do for a year are the rewards for the announcement of the good news.

And those private people are greedy, often rush to report, and also receive a reward.

As a result, the bad habit under the imperial examination, the system of announcing good news, was formed.

Once someone in the family wins the Juren, there will be wave after wave of announcements, ranging from three to four, and up to ten.

Some poor families even want to break their homes and reward them with money.

If there are fewer rewards, there will be rumors to slander the reputation.

Of course, as long as you have fame and fame, especially Juren, money comes uninvited, and you can't drive it away, so you are not stingy about it.

Soon, the official annunciator from the Annunciation Room came, dressed in neat clothes, flourishing, and holding a sign, which was regarded as a notarization.

The three of them naturally agreed with each other.

With tears in his eyes, the temple brought out a whole box of copper coins, which were taken directly by the gang.

"The three county dignitaries, the governor's yamen, Xuezheng and other provincial officials will set up a banquet in the future to entertain high school students in the provincial examination."

The leader walked up smoothly, and said respectfully: "As for the magistrates, you are going to the capital to meet His Majesty, and the officials will go there."

"You have to prepare in advance."

(End of this chapter)