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Chapter four hundred and eighteen tossing

Since the imperial examination ended in mid-April, Qin Jinyan reported the fraud in the examination room, which was regarded as getting into the eyes of the emperor, and he got hundreds of dollars and returned home.

After struggling for a while, it was already the end of June when he finally returned home. The customs of Fengzhou were nostalgic.

When he came back this time, the entire state and county were shocked. This man was so beautiful that he overturned most of the court. The officials were both hating and fearing him. After all, he was considered a figure.

Therefore, although Qin Jinyan returned home and looked at his fenced yard with emotion, the original sound of the cockcrow had long since disappeared. This was because he had sold it to save money for traveling.

Only the black dog remained squatting at the gate of the courtyard, casting a wary look at the strangers with ill intentions.

There were not many packages, and it was enough for him alone. He stood in front of the courtyard and was filled with emotions.

"Woof woof -" After sniffing, the black dog found that it was a familiar smell, and immediately ran over, circling around, its tail wagging rapidly, and it was very excited.

"Dahei, I'm back again!" Qin Jinyan said with a smile, touched the dog's head, and slowly walked into the house.

As soon as I entered the house, I heard the sound of a machine in my memory. I looked up and saw that my mother was busy in the house, her face was full of fatigue, her body was thin, and there were old penises on her clothes one after another.

"Aniang! I'm back!" he shouted happily.

"Jinyan is back?" Grandma's movements stopped immediately. She left the spinning wheel and looked at her son's figure, feeling extremely happy: "It's been such a long journey, are you hungry?"

She didn't ask if she had passed the exam, because she had long been silent about it. If she had passed, the local government would have been beating gongs and drums. Now she is calm as usual and can only care about her son's health.

"Why did you come back just now? I heard that you filed a complaint? I heard that Mr. Zhang's family in the city has moved to Changsha Prefecture, and Zhang Langjun was also exiled to Jiaozhou..."

"It's okay, I just stayed in Guangzhou for a little longer!" Qin Jinyan did not talk about his ups and downs in Guangzhou, but said lightly. He knew that if he told the truth, his mother would definitely be frightened.

"Where's Grandpa?"

"He has gone to plow the fields. Hearing that Champa rice is not selective about the land and time is short, he plans to plant a few acres of land!"

There was some blame in A Niang's words. She was always wary of unfamiliar things. After all, her family only had twenty acres of land. A few acres missing would have a big impact.

"I also heard in Guangzhou that last year Chengtian Mansion planted a lot of crops and could harvest them in two months. Although it is a little less, it is very fast and does not waste a lot of time. At this age, it is also good to harvest more grains.

, Grandpa did a great job!”

Qin Jinyan said seriously.

"Since you said yes, it will be fine!" After hearing her son's words, she felt relieved. After all, he was a scholar, knew more, and was more trustworthy than the old man.

"When did this Champa rice arrive?"

"Not a month after you left, your uncle's house started planting seeds. The county bought the seeds, and they asked your grandfather to plant them. I was worried for a long time! After all, the family owes a lot of money. If

Delaying it will be bad."

After nagging for a while, Aniang went to the stove and prepared to cook. After all, her son came back from such a long way, so it was time for him to eat something to fill his stomach.

He huddled in the kitchen stove, stuffing firewood. In this country, at home, what does the dignity of a scholar mean?

If you don't get Jinshi, what kind of dignity do you have as a scholar?

"Ahem!" He stuffed the firewood and looked at grandma's busy figure, and said: "Grandma, the debt you owe can be repaid today!"

"Where did the money come from?"

"I complained to the emperor, and the emperor rewarded me with a full hundred guanli!"

"Buddha bless you, the emperor is so kind-hearted!" My mother immediately believed her son's words, and she shed tears from the corners of her eyes with joy:

"Your grandpa has been busy for several months, and he can finally take a break! The remaining money is enough for you to take the imperial examination again!"

"I won't go, keep the money at home!" Qin Jinyan said.

"If anything, how can a man give up? If he fails the imperial examination once, he will take it two or three times. Our family must have an official!"

There was a scolding from outside the door, and when I looked up, I saw a man in short clothes walking in, his whole body exuding the smell of sweat.

"Grandpa!" Qin Jinyan was a little scared: "No matter how many times we go, we can't win, so we might as well leave the money at home!"

Although his father looked like a farmer, he was a scholar and more knowledgeable than him. If he went to the capital, he would definitely be a Jinshi. However, the family property was not rich and could only support one person to go to the capital. He also borrowed money, so his father naturally let him go. Gave it to my son.

"You -" Looking at his son's appearance, Qin Lang hated iron and steel, "In Beijing, you dared to complain. Now, why are you timid again?"

"You know everything?" Qin Jinyan raised his head.

"Huh, why bother asking? They just told me directly! Take a look, what are these?"

With that said, Qin Lang took out a large stack of money notes from his arms, all of which had a maximum face value of ten guan. Adding these together, there are still two or three hundred guan.

"This money is all sent by officials from prefectures and counties!"

"My kid can't get into the imperial examination, so what's the point of sending money?" Qin Jinyan asked doubtfully.

"On the way to the imperial examination, there are thousands of troops crossing the single-plank bridge. With your qualifications, if you practice more, you may have hope, but you are timid and gave up three points before entering the examination room. It's okay if you don't make it in the imperial examination!"

Qin Lang was wearing short clothes, his legs and feet were covered in mud, but he was talking, which was really weird.

"You just came home and you didn't know that the imperial court issued an edict stating that from now on, the imperial examination will be held every three years unless you meet Enke."

"Three years? Is this too long?" Qin Jin said.

"Do you think you can't do it as in previous years? In this imperial examination, there are more than 100 Jinshi people. Including Mingjing, Mingshu and Mingfa, there are already 300 people. One subject every three years is short. In the past ten years, there have not been so many people. !”

"Besides, there are so many people who have passed the exam, how can there be so many official positions?"

After hearing what Grandpa said, I really had an enlightenment, but I felt depressed in my heart. Even if I really knew it wouldn't work, I still felt lucky.

"In addition to clarifying this matter, the emperor will also set up two examinations to examine talents in the local area. Only candidates can participate in the imperial examination and become Jinshi!" Qin Lang sighed.

"Well, what about being a scholar? What about being a scholar?"

"Scholars are exempted from corvee service and do not kneel before officials. Complaints can be submitted directly to the county magistrate without going through the county officials. They can also travel all over the world and be granted swords. Moreover, it is rumored that in the future, non-scholars will not be able to serve as the ministers of the six houses of the county government. "
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