The world of counterfeit magistrates competes in the world

Chapter 33

On the second night, scholars in green shirts from the county gathered in the Dengwen Building, called brothers and sisters, invited friends and friends, talked loudly, pointed out the country, pointed out the current problems, and wished to overthrow the princes and return the world to a bright future.

Lin Yifan and Guo Huaili didn't seem out of the ordinary among these scholars, and no one came to pay attention to them.The two had no choice but to sit in a corner drinking and eating in silence, enjoying themselves.At this time, the conversation of scholars at the opposite table caught Lin Yifan's attention.

I only heard a short-bearded man in a scholar's shirt take a sip of wine and said with emotion: "If you want to talk about this poem, it is in our class. It is the new champion Lin Dong last year. This person has a prodigy in his youth In the name of Tongsheng, he was a child at the age of eight, a scholar at the age of 12, and became the youngest Juren in the past hundreds of years at the age of sixteen. Now he has just passed the age of 20, and he has become the number one scholar of the empire. Bi, I am really ashamed to wait."

"Brother Liu, why should you lament, everyone has his own destiny, wealth is in the sky, this kind of person is not comparable to us. What's more, knowledge is one thing, talent is another. Even if I am not as good as him in knowledge, talent You may not lose to him." A younger scholar next to him, who was also wearing a scholar's shirt, was relieved and somewhat dissatisfied.

"Hehe, it can't be compared, but you can't underestimate him. After all, he is the number one scholar, and he is highly regarded by the court. I heard that he has been appointed as a county magistrate to practice. The shortest is three years, and the maximum is five years. You can be promoted again, so the future is bright." Another young scholar waved a fan with a leisurely expression and said with a smile.

"That's what I said, but I heard from a friend from the capital that the prospect of Lin Zhuangyuan is not very good, and he seems to offend someone who cannot be offended." The short-bearded man pretended to be mysterious and said.

"Oh? Brother Liu, tell me quickly. What's going on?" Everyone was aroused by his words and couldn't help urging.

The short-bearded man chuckled, drank the wine in his glass, and said, "Everyone, do you know who this Jinshi No. 2 is?"

"This, it seems to be Cao Ziyan?" Someone replied uncertainly.

"That's right, it's Cao Ziyan. Do you know who that Cao Ziyan is?" Seeing everyone shaking their heads, the short-bearded man said with satisfaction, "He is the son of Prime Minister Cao."

"Huh? Humanistic Prime Minister Cao is full of talented people. It is unexpected to be true. This Cao Ziyan deserves to be the second place." Someone said in surprise
"What kind of person is Prime Minister Cao? How can he be seen at the top of the list? He originally thought that his son would become the No. [-] scholar, but he didn't want to be taken away by the No. [-] scholar. Do you think he can't be jealous?" Short bearded man The son continued to break the news, "I heard that these are nothing. What is even more enviable is that Lin Zhuangyuan was taken in by His Majesty's most beloved third princess, Princess Yunyang, during the palace examination."

"What? Princess Yunyang? This princess is now sixteen years old. I don't know how many wealthy and handsome people want to be the princess' son-in-law. I didn't expect that Lin Dong was fascinated by it. What a pity!" Someone beat their chest and stamped their feet. It's a pity.

Some people despise it, "Even if the princess is not fascinated, she won't fall in love with you, what do you regret?"

"Everyone, please listen to me." Seeing that everyone was about to quarrel, the short-bearded man quickly drew everyone's attention back, and said, "It's not a good thing to be seen by the princess. This Lin Dong has suddenly become a powerful person." The thorn in the flesh of the wealthy family is a thorn in the flesh. Think about it, Lin Dong is from a poor family, so he is a good match for the princess? So, when discussing the appointment of official positions for the new scholars, Prime Minister Cao took the opportunity to let Lin Zhuangyuan go out to any county magistrate, He sent out of the capital. This is tantamount to cutting off his connection with the princess, and at the same time, the Ministry of Officials is already under the control of Prime Minister Cao, so it will be difficult for Lin Zhuangyuan to return to the capital!"

"This is really unreasonable. Nowadays, the court is full of treacherous and sycophantic ministers. As scholars of Neo-Confucianism, how can we sit idly by." Some people were angry and wanted to complain for Lin Dong.

"Speak carefully!" Someone warned, "I am just an ordinary scholar, and the affairs of the court are managed by the people of the court. I should keep my useful body and leave it to sweep away the filth of the country in the future."

When everyone heard the words, they all nodded in agreement.

"By the way, where is Lin Zhuangyuan serving as the county magistrate now?"

"Well, I'm not sure, it seems to be on our Anzhou side." The short-bearded man shook his head.

At this time, Lin Yifan's face was gloomy. He never expected that the real master he pretended to have such a wonderful and troublesome past.Being an enemy of the prime minister of the current dynasty, I feel shuddering when I think about it.No wonder he was sent to be the county magistrate in Hengshan County, where the werewolves plundered everything. It turned out that they wanted to get rid of him with the help of the werewolves.But they didn't expect that the Lin Dong they wanted to get rid of had already been killed by bandits, while the impostor was still alive, and would take over all the troubles borne by the real master.

So what to do now?Lin Yifan felt very headache. There are also Prime Minister Cao's minions in this county mansion, and he doesn't know when they will strike ruthlessly.Although he has already established a prestige in Hengshan, but how can he defeat the righteousness of the court, once he is cornered, those people in the county may not necessarily stand by him.But if you don't resist, you will be framed to death sooner or later.Instead of sitting still and waiting to die, it is better to take active actions to reverse the current unfavorable situation.Just, how to do it?Lin Yifan fell into deep thought again.

Just when Lin Yifan was troubled, there was a commotion outside Dengwen Building, and someone shouted, "The College of Liberal Arts is bringing a group of county officials over."

Soon, countless yamen servants rushed into the door, driving everyone aside and making way for a passage.After a while, more than a dozen officials in casual clothes entered the building talking and laughing, and climbed to the private room on the second floor. When the officials were all done, the leader, a thin old man, stood up and looked downstairs. The bustling scholars stroked their long beards and said with a smile: "You young talents can come here to attend the meeting. It is a great honor for me to be a county school student and preside over this literary meeting. All of you are my authority. A scholar of science in Yuan County, one of the leaders, the future pillar of the country. At this essay meeting, you should express your mind and show what you have learned. The theme of tonight's essay meeting is to commemorate the establishment of the Polang wolf decades ago. Guan, keep the enemy out of the country, and keep our Weiyuan County peaceful and stable for decades. Therefore, the theme of this poem is to stabilize the country and protect the country. Tonight we are honored to invite all the adults from the county to come to the board Wen Lou, personally appreciate your excellent works. Work hard, everyone!"

After speaking, the literary meeting officially began.Many people began to close their eyes and meditate, and began to rack their brains to compose poems.But the table of scholars sitting next to Lin Yifan didn't seem to have any intention of composing poetry, instead they looked at the adults upstairs and whispered.

The short-bearded man looked at the big man upstairs with admiration, and asked excitedly: "Everyone, does anyone know who is sitting here?"

"I know." The young scholar with the fan said, pointing at the person upstairs proudly, "The person sitting on the right side of the school is Mr. Zhang Yao, the governor of the county government. I heard that it is Mr. Cao. The prime minister's disciples are highly valued by the prime minister. The one on the left is Mr. Xu Shifan, the governor of the county, and the one behind is..."

Not in the mood to listen to the scholar's introduction, Lin Yifan fixed his eyes on Zhang Yao, the judge. According to the scholar, Zhang Yao is a student of Prime Minister Cao, and it must be related to someone in the county mansion making things difficult for him. He can't get rid of the relationship, and he may even be the mastermind.

It's just that now I'm just a seventh-rank county magistrate, but the other party is a general judge who is two levels higher than me.With great power in the county, it would be a troublesome thing to trip him up.It seems that I must be careful in the future, and I must not let him get caught.

"Dong Weng, Dong Weng, what's the matter with you?"

A whisper in his ear woke Lin Yifan up, looked at Guo Huaili's worried expression, and couldn't help but smile, "It's okay, I was absorbed in thinking about something just now."

"Dong Weng's appearance just now was really scary, it's fine now, it's fine now."

"Hehe, by the way, hasn't the essay meeting started yet? Why don't you compose a poem and win the first prize?" Lin Yifan, who was relaxed for a while, joked.

"Dong Weng don't want to make fun of me. I'm good at reasoning and neglecting poetry, so I don't dare to make a fool of myself here." Guo Huaili looked at Lin Yifan and said with a smile, "If Dong Weng has a good work, he can show his talents here, and it won't be too late. Come here for nothing."

Lin Yifan smiled and shook his head. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but that he really didn't have much ink in his chest. He was not interested in poetry and classical Chinese when he was in school, and he could recite very few poems.It would be embarrassing if you accidentally exposed it here.

Guo Huaili didn't force it, he smiled and waited for others to recite poems.

(End of this chapter)