"Dear fellows, young and old men, good news, good news, good news, I'm asking for a reward for a word, and I'm asking for a reward for a word. Today, our boss, Boss Wu, asks for a calligraphy piece. Men who can write can come and try it. As long as it is recognized by our boss and local scholar Master Liao, you will be rewarded with four taels of silver!" Wu Youzi, the guy in Wu Shien's store, sang loudly in an open space beside the city wall.

Such a good thing? Can you get a reward of four taels of silver by writing a piece of calligraphy?

Everyone thought they heard it wrong. The first thought that most people had in their hearts was that they hate that they can’t write, otherwise they must give it a try!

It immediately attracted a large group of people to watch, four taels of silver, in this disaster year, the family was enough to survive, and the attraction was steel.

"Boss, you didn't agree to come here to show everyone, right?" someone asked.

"How could it be? For fairness, our boss specially invited Mr. Liao, a famous local private school teacher, to be on hand. You can supervise the entire process of seeking words! Our master is mainly worried that in this cold weather, the students will neglect their studies and hope to use their personal generous donations to awaken the students' enthusiasm for studying." Wu Youzi can make a fuss.

Everyone whispered to each other, and some even gave thumbs up to praise Boss Wu. Boss Wu twisted his beard proudly and watched everywhere, but he didn't find Wei Bao for a while.

There is a street and a bunch of people between Wei Bao and Boss Wu. Where is it so easy to find?

Wei Bao heard clearly on this side, and was secretly happy. He thought that Wu Shien had arranged things very thoughtfully, and even found a teacher to support the table so that others would not say it was an internal decision and was unfair. He had never thought about this in advance.

Wei Bao knew that the scholars were private school teachers, usually scholars, and they were still old scholars who failed to pass the exam for a long time. In order to make a living, they became private school teachers.

The imperial examination is very difficult, and only scholars at the level of scholars have to lose nine out of ten scholars.

In this era, you can only get the reputation of a scholar after you become a child.

The scope of the exam is the prefectures and counties. Those who pass the exam are "scholars". Scholars are not easy to take, otherwise Liu Chunshi would not be nearly thirty years old, and he is still just an old boy.

The scores of scholars are sixth grade. Only in this exam can those who get higher grades can get the title of scholar, while those who get first and second grades can be qualified to take higher grades exams, which is called "recording subjects".

Only after passing the scholar’s ​​exam can you be qualified to participate in the provincial examinations held in the province and become a juren. Then there will be a general examination and palace examinations.

In the ancient imperial examination system, Tong Sheng participated in the county, government and college examinations. Anyone who ranked first was called the case head. One person got three cases in a row was the small three yuan.

The provincial provincial examinations were the highest achievement of scholars under the ancient imperial examinations, the national examinations, and the top scorers in the palace examinations were collectively called Da Sanyuan. Da Sanyuan was the highest achievement of scholars under the ancient imperial examination system.

In the vast ancient imperial examination history, there were only a few civil officials who passed the imperial examination in the Three Yuan Dynasty.

These six upgrades are difficult to ascend to heaven. If you pass the Jinshi, you can become an official with justification. Only three or four thousand officials across the country can enter through Jinshi so legitimately, and most of them are informal. Therefore, the two-row Jinshi originated from Jinshi, and in the Ming and Qing officialdoms, they were all golden signs and very honored.

"Let's go and have a look, too?" Fan Da said in his head.

Zheng Zhongfei laughed, "It makes sense for me to go. Do you know how to write? What should I look at?"

"If you can't write, you can't read it?" Fan Da murmured in a deep voice.

The illiteracy rate in this era was as high as more than 95%, but it is not that illiterate people are illiterate. Although Fan Da Nao, Wei Bao, Wang Qiuya, Fan Xiaolin can all be classified as illiterate, they all know some words. As long as there are literate people among the neighbors, they can teach their playmates some words.

Wei Bao and the others recognized a few words, but they mostly learned from Liu Chunshi, but they just didn’t have much experience in writing.

Wei Bao said to Fan Da’s head: “Go and have a look!”

Fan Dada nodded and said to Fan Laogeda: "Dad, Wei Bao and I will go and have a look."

"Go, come back early. It seems that I will pull the firewood back again today." Old Fan looked disappointed and sighed deeply.

"Dad, then Qiuya and I will go over and take a look." Fan Xiaolin pulled Wang Qiuya and said to Fan Lao Ge.

Fan Lao Geda nodded in agreement and continued to squat in the original place with Wang Qiuya's father Wang Zhihui.

Everyone went there, but Zheng Zhongfei, who had just shown his knowledge, finally followed him.

Zheng Zhongfei's little ink is to fool people who have never attended school in the countryside and who can't even pass the exam for a child, so he naturally dare not make a fool of himself in a big place like Shanhaiwei.

In the middle of the open space, there was a long table, which was brought by Wu Shien. Wu Shien and the old teacher, Master Liao, sat behind to drink tea and smoked dry tobacco. Several men who had learned to write were already writing.

Wu Shien didn't know what Wei Bao was, so he asked Master Liao to write a simple poem about Shanhaiguan - "Getting out of Yuguan". He was afraid that he would make too many words and increase the difficulty.

Wei Bao stood in the crowd and read the poem. He knew everything and wrote it down.

Because there are many people, people who go up one by one are faster.

Master Liao put the words that he had seen a little while ago and the words that were really not good, and because he knew Wu Shien's plan in advance and the "main master" was not here, the selection seemed to be particularly harsh. After about ten people, only one word was placed alone on the alternative side, and the others were hopeless, which made everyone sigh.

Fan Daming, Fan Xiaolin, Wang Qiuya, and Zheng Zhongfei were just watching silently. Zheng Zhongfei didn't dare to write, and the other three people naturally wouldn't go up.

Time passed little by little, and Zheng Zhongfei finally did not resist the temptation of four taels of silver, so he went up. His handwriting was crooked and he also changed it. After painting a few words, he clearly had no hope of losing his name. He actually put down his brush, crumpled the piece of paper he wrote into a ball, and threw it away.

Zheng Zhongfei's actions won Wei Bao's favor. Although Zheng Zhongfei hates him, he is not a brainless person, at least he is not a blind and arrogant person who cannot tell the difference between good and bad.

Wei Bao thought to himself that when Fan Daming and the others suggested not to look at him and were about to leave, I would go up and "pretend to show off". I'm pretending to be this big guy! Hehe.

So there is no rush to go out and "show off" immediately.

Wu Shien had already seen Wei Bao. Wu Shien was purely helpful in this show that could be done without extra money. He glanced at Wei Bao and smiled slightly at Master Liao.

Wei Bao and Wu Shien's eyes touched, and they understood what Wu Shien meant, and they were almost done, so they asked themselves to go up and finish the show.

Just then.

"Can a woman participate?" A girl of similar age as Wang Qiuya and Fan Xiaolin asked Wu Shien and Master Liao who were sitting in the middle.

"Yes." Wu Shien suddenly felt a favor when he saw that he was a beautiful girl and laughed. Anyway, it was not nearly as good as the prince's study alone.

Everyone looked at the girl unanimously, and it was very strange that there were very few people who could read the girl. If you had the courage to participate in the competition, you would naturally be very confident in your own words.

After finally coming one, it naturally made everyone curious.

Wei Bao saw that the girl had a beautiful appearance, fair skin, beautiful beauty, and a floral blue and white silk skirt, and a green jacket with edelves on her face. She looked like a proud plum blossom blooming in the cold wind. When she passed by Wei Bao, she spread a long strand to her forehead, dancing lightly with the wind, adding countless styles. A pretty little maid was also around her.

Wei Bao secretly praised, what a great beauty, are there so many beauties in the Ming Dynasty?

Wei Bao felt this kind of emotion because Fan Xiaolin and Wang Qiuya were both good-looking, especially Wang Qiuya, who was privately named as the top three beauties in the entire Yongping Mansion by Luo Sanlangzi and Fan Danaodang, a bachelor from all over the country. Suddenly, another beauty who could suppress Wang Qiuya appeared, which would naturally make Wei Bao feel this kind of emotion.

"It's Zhao Jinfeng, the daughter of the village leader!" Fan Da's head muttered softly beside Wei Bao.

Wei Bao then realized that it was her!

Wei Bao has heard of Zhao Jinfeng for a long time, but he has never seen Wei Bao before, because Zhao Jinfeng does not live in Jinshan forever, Zhao Lizheng's family also has a house in Shanhaiwei. In addition, Wei Bao was introverted and didn't know many people, let alone the beautiful daughter of the Lizheng family.

"Jinfeng." Zheng Zhongfei obviously recognized Zhao Jinfeng and called out in a pinched voice. The voice was disgusting and made his scalp swollen, and he was as flattering as an eunuch.

The onlookers who were close to Zheng Zhongfei looked sideways at the same time and glanced at Zheng Zhongfei.

Zhao Jinfeng looked at Zheng Zhongfei and ignored him. He obviously recognized Zheng Zhongfei and had a bad impression of Zheng Zhongfei.

Fan Da’s head did not call Zhao Jinfeng. Fan Xiaolin and Wang Qiuya called Miss Zhao Jinfeng, saying hello. Although Shanhaiwei is not far from Jinshan, everyone will be a fellow villager who knows when they leave Jinshan.

Zhao Jinfeng nodded to the two girls and looked at Wei Bao beside them. Wei Bao also called Miss like Fan Xiaolin and Wang Qiuya. Although he saw Wei Bao for the first time, Zhao Jinfeng did not feel rude because of Wei Bao's appearance as a young man. He nodded politely and walked straight towards the long table.

Zhao Jinfeng's maid Xiao Cui obviously recognized Fan Xiaolin and Wang Qiuya. Zhao Jinfeng went to write, but she did not squeeze forward, but stood beside Fan Xiaolin. Fan Xiaolin immediately went to Xiaocui to whisper, and Fan Xiaolin seemed to be able to talk to anyone.

When the onlookers saw a big beauty suddenly coming, they also came to participate in the competition. The enthusiasm for onlookers increased, and they all took the opportunity to rush forward, as if they could get a little closer to Zhao Jinfeng. It would be good to smell the illusory fragrance of the beauty.

Zhao Jinfeng's handwriting is good, and she can surpass most scholars who are scholars from scholars. No wonder she has the confidence to come over. When she finished writing, she attracted many students' praise, and even some good people applauded and applauded.

Wei Bao's forehead was flashing through the black line. It wasn't a singing competition, so why are you applauding? Do you think you are listening to an old opera?

Zhao Jinfeng also felt that she performed well. After writing the words, she read them with satisfaction, then turned around and stood here at Xiaocui, Fan Xiaolin, Wang Qiuya and the others, with a slight slight pride on her pink face.

"Jinfeng, it's so good. You must be named that one!" Zheng Zhongfei's face was full of joy and raised his thumb.

"Don't say that, there are many well-educated people in Shanhaiwei. I know what my words are like. I just appreciate the way this boss encourages students to improve, so I will participate." Zhao Jinfeng did not accept Zheng Zhongfei's flattery.

"Hehe." Zheng Zhongfei didn't care and said with a shy face: "You are like this, you are beautiful and humble."

Zhao Jinfeng was a little vain. Although she was the daughter of a wealthy family, the 4 taels of silver was still very attractive. Moreover, if she could win, it would be a thing to be proud of, but she all came to support Wu Shien.

At this time, girls could not participate in the imperial examinations, and after learning piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, they just used loneliness in their boudoir at home.

"Are there any friends who want to write? The boss of our Shienfang boss, Wu Shien, held this calligraphy competition to enable knowledgeable people to study in the year of disaster. The boss has a lot of work, so please hurry up if you want to participate." Wu Shien's friend Wu Youzi has 666 eloquence, "You must not lose your opportunity and never come again!"

Wei Bao knew that Wu Shien was urging him. Including the calligraphy of Zhao Jinfeng, there were already two characters that could be used to comment!

Wei Bao strided with his head high and sighed out of the crowd.

Fan Xiaolin and Wang Qiuya exclaimed softly at the same time, and Wang Qiuya even covered her mouth, attracting everyone's attention.

It seems that Wei Bao's appearance is just a terrifying thing.

The two women did not call Wei Bao, but they were surprised, including Fan Danaodai and Zheng Zhongfei. Can Wei Bao write? What are you doing when you go up?

Wei Bao did not recognize Zhao Jinfeng, and Zhao Jinfeng naturally did not recognize Wei Bao. He asked Xiao Cui beside him, "Who is this?"

"I don't recognize it." Xiao Cui had never seen Wei Bao before.

Fan Xiaolin replied: "It's the son of the Wei family next to my family."

Zhao Jinfeng nodded, she didn't know Wei Dakang either. After hearing Fan Xiaolin said this, she knew it was Fan Xiaolin's neighbor. She didn't ask again, but she was secretly curious, can a poor family really do calligraphy?

"I don't know what he went up to do. I don't know how many words he knew were much more than me. They all learned from Liu Chunshi. At most, they used wooden sticks to write on the ground." Fan Xiaolin continued.

...

After hearing Fan Xiaolin's words, Zhao Jinfeng found it a little funny. Does this dare to write on such an occasion?

Today, except for a few people who don’t know the world or are extremely hungry, they want to try their luck. Most of the people’s words are at least at the level of a child or above, and they are considered to be acceptable.

Therefore, Zhao Jinfeng was even more interested in Wei Bao. She was a poor child who had never entered the school. I don’t know if it was because of starvation, but her courage was commendable.

"It's not easy to have this courage." Wang Qiuya said softly.

at this time.

"He can't even afford to go to school, he's a mud-legged. Why are you embarrassed to go out?" Zheng Zhongfei shouted loudly!
Chapter completed!