Be a small county magistrate in ancient times

Meng Changqing smiled at him and walked out of the room, but did not rush out. He stood under the old pomegranate tree in the yard and waited.

When the young man inside slowly came out, when he passed by Meng Changqing, Meng Changqing stopped him, "Brother, where have we met?"

The young man turned around with an inexplicable expression. When he saw it was her, he remembered the change of attitude Master Li had given her just now, and immediately saluted her, "Young Master, I'm afraid he recognized the wrong person. We probably haven't seen him before."

"Your accent doesn't sound like someone from the capital."

The young man was surprised that this man was talking to him, and he politely replied: "I am a candidate from the south."

"Examiner?" Meng Changqing remembered that the year he left the capital, the palace examination had just been held. The civil service examination is usually held every three years. Last year, there was no news that the emperor would hold an examination again. So which year was he a candidate?

The young man looked embarrassed and said, "Yes, I took the imperial examination last year."

"Xiongtai was originally a Jinshi, a disciple of the Emperor."

"No, no." The young man hurriedly denied, "I am only a third-class person, born with the same Jinshi."

Meng Changqing naturally guessed that if he was in the first or second class, he must already have an official position. How could he come to the clerk's door to look for errands?

This dynasty emphasized literature, and the imperial examination was held every two or three years. Each time, there were two to three hundred people taking the examination. Over the years, how many Jinshi have been produced, and how many official positions have been allocated to these people in Daliang?
Definitely not enough space.

Nowadays, the situation is like this. People who have the same background as Jinshi after the imperial examination have difficulty finding a place to settle down.

As far as this young man's situation is concerned, if he cannot settle down in the past two years, it will be even more difficult for him to get an official position after the next palace examination.

"No matter second or third class, they are all outstanding scholars." Meng Changqing asked, "What do you call me Xiongtai?"

"I'm Qi Renli, sir, do you want me to do something?"

"Nothing." Meng Changqing said, "I just have nothing to do, and I saw that my brother looks familiar, so I rashly disturbed you. Don't be surprised."

"No, it's just a casual chat, nothing serious." Qi Renli couldn't help but clasp the back of his hands, "Besides, I have nothing to do, nothing serious."

After he finished speaking, he cupped his hands towards Meng Changqing and said, "I'll take my leave."

"Brother Qi." Meng Changqing stopped him, "Since we all have nothing to do, why not sit in the teahouse."

Qi Liren thought about it, "There is a Jiachun Teahouse not far away. Let me treat you to tea." "Okay!" Meng Changqing didn't expect Brother Qi to be very generous, so he thought so. How can people with no money study for exams?

As soon as the two set off, they were naturally followed by two rows of imperial guards. "These are..." Qi Liren asked as he walked: "I haven't asked the young master for his name yet."

"My younger brother Meng Changqing."

Qi Liren took a breath. He had obviously heard about Meng Changqing and knew her identity. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Turn around the corner and you'll find the teahouse." Qi Liren was no longer in the mood to drink tea with the man in front of him, and the smile on his face was forced.

"This is a good location, but it's a pity that I've never been here before." After Meng Changqing finished speaking, he walked inside.

At this time, there was no one in the teahouse. She found a seat where she could see the scenery outside, and waved to Qi Renli, "Brother Qi, sit here."

After Qi Liren sat down, the imperial guards also sat down at the two tables around her.

"It's been quite some time since the last imperial examination. Brother Qi can't find a job. Haven't you thought of other ways?"

"I don't know what I can think of." Qi Renli said to the waiter who came over: "Bring some pots of cinnamon ginseng tea."

"Hey, I'll be here soon. Do you want some snacks?"

"Watch it." Qi Renli said to Meng Changqing, "This tea is most suitable for drinking in winter. I don't know if Master Meng likes it."

"Of course I do. It seems that Brother Qi and I are compatible."

"I don't dare to take it seriously."

"What's wrong with this?" Meng Changqing paused briefly, "It seems that Brother Qi has heard about me. I wonder what kind of role I am based on what he heard."

"I have little social contact in the capital. The few classmates I met before knew my predicament. Except when they asked me to borrow money, they never said much to me at other times, and they never heard any gossip. Regarding your affairs, I I haven’t heard anything.”

"If Brother Qi had never heard of it, he would not be like this." Meng Changqing said, "I don't care. No matter how good or bad a person is, if it comes from other people's mouths, it will inevitably be exaggerated and distorted, so no matter what Brother Qi heard outside , since I’m right in front of you, why don’t you get to know me well and see if I’m different from the rumors.”