Heroes of the Sons and Daughters

Chapter 97 Ping Wan Hakama Steadily Tests Yun Cheng Breaks the Loneliness and Talks Moonlight Night (3)
The young master still waited for the roll call, followed by the crowd, and came to the place where the inner brick door was searched.It turns out that the search and inspection here is just a false story. The only people who monitored and inspected the inspection were a few ministers of Sanzhi, Deputy Dutong, and a few guards who walked by the gate.This group of guards is not appointed by the imperial court, every time they go to the township for an examination, the guards will send a few people to work here as usual, but they usually sit there.While the young master was waiting for the inspection, he saw that the group of guards were having a lively conversation with each other.I just heard one call the other: "Hey! Old Tower, we have nothing to do tomorrow. It's a good deal. We opened a new mutton restaurant outside Dongkou, so we can make stuffed pies. Get up early tomorrow, and we will be there Let’s make a pot.” The man was holding a short cigarette pouch with his teeth slanted, but kept rubbing the cigarettes in the pickled melon pouch with his hands, unable to answer the question, only “hmmm” He sighed and shook his head.This one said again: "Don't worry, I won't eat you!" Only then did he take down the cigarette pouch, spurt a mouthful of saliva from between his teeth, and then said: "Not there, I have a job tomorrow." This one asked again Said: "Shouldn't it be three or four?" He said again: "In fact, if we don't go to this place, we can't miss it. Our man from Xinzhangjing, if you have the ability to let him go, he will put it on the top. You're done."

After hearing this, the young master didn't understand a word.After taking a few steps forward, I saw two other people offering snuff.One was in his hand and he didn't smell it. He just took the porcelain snuff bottle with the firecracker tube, looked at it over and over for a long time, and said, "This is 'fishing alone in the cold river'. It's a pity that it's a right-handed fisherman, no way, If it’s left-handed fishing, it’s worth the money!”

As he spoke, he knocked the snuff into the palm of his hand, rubbed it with two fingers, and wiped the wings of his nose.Accidentally, he sniffed a little bit into his nose by mistake, and he sneezed and sneezed countless times, crying and crying.That one saw it, laughed loudly, and said, "Forget it, this thing is going to choke the lungs, there is no place to put plaster on it!"

He hurriedly returned the snuff bottle, and said, "Hey! What a domineering guy, this is guaranteed to be a hundred packs."

After hearing this, the son was even more puzzled.I looked at the people in front of me and searched them one by one.When it was my turn, I happened to walk up to a shriveled, yellow and thin old man.When the young master looked at him, he saw a sluggish face, a frail body, two untidy clothes on his body, and a dull bright blue crown on his head. The moth-eaten one was left with bare rods, and a man sat there with his head down and his eyebrows bowed, and no one paid any attention to him.The young master waited to put down the test basket because he saw that the people in front of him had untied their clothes and searched. Suddenly he heard the old man say: "Forget it, there is no need to take off their clothes. The search and inspection of this door is just a matter of following the official order. When we arrive at the gate of the Gongyuan, we have to search again. It must be that they are demanding everywhere, and it is not the intention of the imperial court to support scholars to seek talents. Let’s go along while the people are loose.” The young master responded, and hurried away, feeling He secretly said: "How can I understand what this guard said after hearing it? Is this man a 'Chucai Jinyong', who came back from a change of troupe? I only worry about him like this, how can he be born?" He Fangcai's group of flaming, jaunty and arrogant officials will get one? If he actually gets one, this person will be counted as a disaster!"

Thinking all the way, I looked into the inner brick door.Before I got to the gate of the Degong Courtyard, I saw the admiral's yamen fan servants waiting for the search under the door cover, and Tsingyi from the five cities of Shuntian Prefecture, all of whom were there to search and search.Some of the scholars who were searched also untied their clothes and exposed their chests, and some of them were picked up by the servants who stretched their hands all over their bodies; With a voice like a garment, he shouted "searched", and urged him to leave quickly.All the officers covered their skirts, carried their bags, their luggage, and their examination baskets, and they had to hold the entry ticket in that hand, plus their cigarette pouches and cigarette pouches, before they stepped forward. Entering through the high threshold, it seems that it is really troublesome.The son is a little timid.

After a while, the person near the front was found, but he was a restless old man in his seventies. After he walked up, there was a Dai Nie with a white top and blue Ling'er, who was born with sunken eyes. Fanzi, with a bulbous nose, white face and yellow beard, who looked like a Huizi, yelled first: "Stop! Put down the basket and untie your clothes!" He had heard the adult on the east seat say: "You only care about your business. Serving as an errand. Why are you yelling like this? You don't understand official business!" The fan was too frightened to say anything.Everyone responded to the story, and the old man received infinite merit.The young master looked up, and it turned out to be none other than Wu Kezhai.Because it was not easy to come forward to greet him, he just lowered his head.When Wu Kezhai saw him, he bowed to let him go: "Don't delay, just follow in."

The young master entered the gate of the tribute courtyard, and saw that the opposite was where the examination papers were collected.He just came in at this time, his head was sweating profusely with all his belongings, and he was looking for a place to rest before going up to collect the papers. He looked, and Mei Wentang was still waiting there, and there was Uncle Wu's brother. In Tuocheng Village, there were two or three teenagers who gathered the test baskets at the foot of the wall and sat on them to chat.He also gathered everyone together and put down the test basket.Mr. Mei joined him first and said: "I regret not listening to you just now. Just come in. I still can't get the papers for a long time, and I can't do anything to him. If you don't believe me, come and have a look with me." No, he pulled Mr. An to squeeze Go to the Shangeng circle where the papers are placed.I saw a group of Eight Banners disciples quarreled as one wanted to lead first, and the other wanted to take his place.The bearded and haired Mr. Du sitting above, but only wearing glasses and holding a red pen, followed the booklet, called a person, and put a copy.No matter how noisy you are, he will do his own thing.

In the middle of the quarrel, there is a young man of eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a yellowish-yellow cloth for the waist, a green silk mandarin jacket, tied on top of the mandarin jacket with a bag, and a big braid. , riding on the haggard tree, took the photo in his hand, knocked the censor's hat on the mountain, and shouted: "Old man, give me my book first." Come out!" The censor, who had been studying for ten years and nourishing his energy for ten years, couldn't stand it anymore.He put down his pen, took off his glasses, and asked, "Are you a scholar of that banner? What's your name?" He said, "I'm not a scholar. Our grandfather donated the prison to me this year. My name is Bengseng's forehead. Our uncle is the hereditary Adahahafan [Adahahafan: official name, Qingche Duwei], Meilenzhangjing of the Nine Princes Xinbao Officer] I am the official paper, you see, it is guaranteed that the paper has face in it.”

Sure enough, the censor looked at his short-sighted eyes and found out for him. After looking at it, he held it in his hand and said to him: "You have the paper, but you have it. What a grand ceremony it is to select scholars for the country's Mingjing scriptures! "Knowledge", why are you so disobedient and don't abide by the "Waibei"? Don't you have any tutors in your family? You don't need to collect this paper, I will withhold it, and I will be appointed to participate in it!" Noisy, until Mr. Du showed his housekeeping skills, everyone had to be quiet.The censor was still distributing the papers according to his name, and when he called on that monk's forehead, everyone was doing good and evil for him, and then Master Du gave him the papers and said, "I'm looking at the seniority of you guys." Come on. It’s just that you are such an evil boy, even if you take this paper, you may not be able to write a good writing.” The young master also accepted the words, took the paper, and greeted the polite and sweeping people.The young master watched from the side, sighed, and asked the second master together to say: "Chengcun, looking at this situation, you and I should be reminded of the old man's words 'Le You You Xian father and brother are also'."

For a while, several of them also took the papers, looked at each other, but there was no one with the same number, each of them put it in the paper bag, took the examination tools, entered the gate of the second floor Gongyuan, and handed in the signature.I saw many ministers sent by the imperial inspectors sitting beside the public cases to talk and change the papers.It just so happened that Mr. An's teacher, Wu Shilang, who worshiped and read the articles, also sent this messenger. Seeing Mr. An coming in, he asked, "Have you come in? What is the name?"

At that time, a group of miscellaneous officials sent by the Shuntian Mansion were about to serve as errands, and they kept going back and forth, shouting: "Masters, the east side belongs to the east side, and the west side belongs to the west side."

Shouting so loudly that the young master couldn't understand the words the teacher asked.The lord nodded and called him to the front of the public case, asked him again, and then he answered: "Chengzi No. [-]." Master Wu turned around and said, "This number is in the east and far north." , and saw his attendant Bi Zheng standing behind him.It turned out that the family members who could not take the servants in the Gongyuan were all followed by the masters of the servants.The master's official name was Da Hasu, and Lord Wu said to him, "Master Da, I entrust you to send my student over the fence."

But the old master said that when he saw that my lord had sent him such a close mission in the human wheel, he thought about it, seeing this opportunity, there is great hope for Jingchao this year.Seeing that Mr. An is a banner man, he felt a sense of friendship for a while, so he also moved the meaning of Wei Gu's fellow countryman, and readily agreed, then took the test kit from Mr. An and sent it out to Dongzhalan.Then he said: "Brother, look, it's not too far away for more than a mile from the bottom of your feet to the north. I can't see you. There are ready-made water and firemen here. Let's spend two dollars and hire someone." As he said that, he beckoned to call a man from over there. He raised his legs, and then he put his hands under the skirt of his clothes, fumbled for the money bag on his trouser belt, and took out a handful of money to give to the man.The young master hurriedly stopped him and said: "No need to waste money! There is money in this test basket, wait for me to take it out." He blocked the young master's arm with one hand, and said: "Good brother, aren't our Eight Banners of flesh and blood? We should pay attention to design." Said Then, he handed over the money in his hand to the man.The young master had no choice but to thank him, and he handed over all the examination tools to that person.

At this time, Mr. An let go of his burden, and felt that he was very relaxed, so he followed the man and came northward in a carefree manner.Along the way, when I looked at the tribute courtyard carefully, I saw the dragon gate was wedged, and the thorny courtyard was deep.The east and west houses are adjacent to Shewanwa. When the night is quiet, two beams of light shine on the Big Dipper;On the front is the majestic and impartial Zhigong Hall.In this place, since the election became a craft, I don't know how many heroes have been imprisoned, and I don't know how many characters have been created.It was just the beginning of the autumn wind, and in the earlobe, I could hear the four vermilion, moon and blue flags on the four corners of Mingyuan Tower, which were blown by the wind and flapped their horns towards the sky. The blue sky and the day seemed to be protected by ghosts and gods generally.No wonder those people in the world who are educated and unprofessional, who don't know much about their hearts, can't come in. Even if they are famous and eager to come in, they are empty-handed, and their hard work is in vain.

Gossip less.But he said that Mr. An was walking through countless houses, and he saw the three characters "Chengzihao" written on the white limestone on the gable outside the door of one house.A long time ago, the No. [-] soldier reached out from the short fence to take the examination equipment that the man was carrying.The man has gone, and the young master is still waiting to open the fence for him to enter the number, but he knows that the fence is nailed to the wall. Before the number is sealed, people who come in and out can only pull out the middle piece of wood and get in and out.The young master had no choice but to get into the trumpet with his head bowed and his waist down.Looking at it, the south is the wall, and the north is the shelter. The distance between the north and the south of the courtyard is only three feet, and the east and west are arranged like a beehive.In that house, you can't straighten your waist when you stand up, and you can't stretch your legs when you lie down.Eating, drinking, sleeping, paper, pen, ink and inkstone are all in this place.If it wasn't for the two treasures of Juren and Jinshi produced in this place, maybe the scholars in the world would not want to come here for no reason to taste such a taste!
(End of this chapter)