Daming: The county magistrate cried poorly and Zhu Yuanzhang exploded in anger

Zhang Song saw that Zhu Biao had completely revealed his trump card, which was also his last intention.

I stopped embarrassing him, and said with a smile: "Then Mr. Zhu, you just wait for me for three days, and after three days... you come to get the planning charter."

The reason for saying three days is to give Zhu Biao the illusion that he is working hard.

Otherwise, Zhu Biao would think that he earned the four thousand silver too easily.

So much so that he would think that Zhang Song was sitting on the ground and raising the price.

Of course Zhang Song would immediately come up with the planning charter.

Just buy ready-made ones in the system store.

The plan of the system is very cheap, and it can be bought for almost only 100 taels of silver.

The system is worth ten points...

The reason why Zhang Song wanted four thousand silver.

I think Zhu Biao is a very rich and powerful person.

He should be able to take out a mere 4000 taels of silver.

What Zhang Song didn't know was that the four thousand silver Zhu Biao would not be reported to Zhu Yuanzhang.

He also reported this trivial matter to Zhu Yuanzhang, which would make him very boring.

As a prince, how can he act like a waste, beeping at Zhu Yuanzhang for trivial matters?

Zhang Song is not to mention how happy he is now.

Finally, the three freeloaders of the Zhu family can pay the price.

After parting with Zhu Biao, Zhang Song went to the county government office to see the recruited talents.

He wants to test himself.

Most of the talents who come here for fame are scum.

Needs to be filtered to execute his talent plan.

Arriving at the county government office, the gate of the county government office was crowded with crowds of onlookers.

They are all people who eat melons in Liuhe County.For those who have nothing to do, the only entertainment program is when Zhang Song leaves the office.

At this time, it was time for them to watch the fun happily.

Zhang Song is wearing casual clothes, because this is not the kind of thing that goes to the yamen to work.

Therefore, there is no need to wear official uniforms at all.

When everyone saw Zhang Song coming, they all whispered.

I don't even understand what Zhang Song is doing.

Anyway, they all looked at him expectantly.

Zhang Song walked up to the hall and sat on the grand master's chair.

The talents were chaotic, and no one was queuing.

Seeing this, Zhang Song couldn't help raising his eyebrows and said, "They're all talented people, don't they need to line up?"

When the talents heard this, they immediately stood in two rows.

It's the same as when the emperor was in the early court, the ministers of civil and military affairs were in two classes.

This made Zhang Song unhappy immediately.

He cursed in his heart: "You guys, isn't this letting me down? Can't you line up in three or four rows?"

"Shoot me in four rows. Whoever I call out to will answer my questions." Zhang Song said in a serious tone.

These talents immediately followed his words.

They heard from Zhang Song's tone that Zhang Song was very unhappy.

If he is unhappy, the consequences will be serious...

"Zhang Decai!" Zhang Song read immediately when he saw the first person on the registration list.

"My lord, Caomin is here." A very gentle-looking young man with the appearance of a scholar with a sour taste came forward and cupped his hands towards Zhang Song as a salute to him.

Zhang Song glanced at him and said, "You claim to be well-versed in poetry, so can you compose poetry?"

"For me, writing poetry is a trivial matter. I am not talented, and I was admitted as a scholar at the age of ten."

"Then how old are you this year?" Zhang Song was very uncomfortable with this kind of person who showed off his brilliance when he came up.

"Reporting to my lord, Caomin is twenty years old this year."

"Then did you pass the examination this year as Jinshi or Juren?" Zhang Song continued to ask.

Zhang Decai said: "The grassroots have never passed the examination, let alone a scholar?"

"Since you pride yourself on being a great scholar and passed the examination as a scholar at the age of ten, then twenty young masters should also be a Jinshi, right?"

Zhang Song's words choked him immediately, and he didn't know how to answer Zhang Song for a while.

"In that case, what qualifications do you have to show off? Go down!" Zhang Song waved his hand.

Zhang Decai raised his eyebrows, and said in displeasure, "My lord, although I'm not talented, I came here in response to the call. Is this how you treat corporals like this?"

The corner of Zhang Song's mouth twitched and said, "Hehe, are you also a talent?"

"I..." Zhang Decai was instantly pissed off.

Zhang Song really is just like the legend, he is a person who likes to tease people.

"My lord, you like to hate people, how many so-called talents can you recruit later? I think you just have nothing to do to entertain our people..."

Faced with Zhang Decai's rudeness, Zhang Song patted the table and said, "You are so brave, you dare to doubt my decision!"

Zhang Song's words frightened him into silence, and he didn't dare to utter a breath.

"Just stay on the sidelines and see how the official selects talents today. I hope you will not feel ashamed when you reach the end."

Zhang Decai didn't say anything, but gave Zhang Song a big cold snort in his heart.

Next, Zhang Song read: "Shangguan Qiucheng!"

"The grass people are..."

A middle-aged man wearing a blue cloth came out.

"You are proficient in accounting? So you are good at uncle?"

Beishan Qiucheng said: "That's just one of my skills, my best is the Qihuang technique."

"Oh?" Zhang Song was quite surprised, "Then why don't you fill in the following section that you know the art of Qi and Huang?"

"I don't want to practice medicine. I just want to make money. Money is the most important thing in a person's life. You can't live without food, clothing, housing and transportation. Without money, you will die."

Zhang Song was secretly happy for his answer.

He is indeed a very pragmatic person.Unlike those sour people who come up and give you the whole truth.

What is the time to help the people.What governing the country and the world...

"Very well, then let's demonstrate your counting. After the demonstration, I will come up with a question to test you."

Zhang Song said to Beishan Qiucheng.

Beishan Qiucheng nodded and stepped forward, asking for two tables to be prepared.

One table on one side.

Then place an abacus on each of the two tables.

He took out an account book and handed it to Zhang Song: "My lord, please report the number, and I will make the calculation."

Seeing his left and right bow pattern, Zhang Song couldn't help but wondered: "Sir, do you want to shoot left and right?"

"If I had three heads and six arms, I could operate six abacus at the same time."

Beishan Qiucheng's voice fell.

The melon-eating crowd onlookers taunted one after another: "I'll go, this guy is bragging, right? Flying left and right to settle accounts, this must be one of the best figures in the Ming Dynasty!"

"Yeah, I don't know what kind of shit luck this man has had to be so exaggerated."

There is everything in the crowd.

The most talked about is to slander his ability.

I don't even believe that Beishan Qiucheng is really planning with both hands as he said...

Zhang Song took the account book and said, "Okay, then Mr. Beishan, you can start."

After finishing speaking, he read the account book to Beishan Qiucheng at a very fast speed.

He didn't finish his sentence, only heard the rattling of the abacus.

Before Zhang Song could read out the numbers completely, Beishan Qiucheng had already typed out the account book numbers that Zhang Song had read out.