fake prince

Chapter 104
When I entered the dormitory, it was still dark, and the examination room gave me three thick and long candles. The candles were only promoted in the previous court. These are Bai Jin candles, and the price is not small. It is obvious that the court spent money.

Su Ziji glanced at it, but didn't use it. It was one a day for candidates to use at night. Now that the exam has not started, naturally they won't use it.

There are people walking on both sides, the sound of turning things, the sound insulation is not strong, the area of ​​each house is not large, only a little more than one meter left and right, there are no couch and table, only two wooden boards, which can be placed on the partition on both sides of the wall , as a seat and table.

When you sleep at night, you probably need to use these two boards to piece together.

The environment is not good, but no matter Su Ziji or other candidates, they will not have any objections. Before entering, they have already made psychological preparations, knowing that the three days of the provincial examination will not be easy.

There are two wooden barrels not far away, one is filled with clean water, which is for three days, and the other is empty, which is for people to excrete, and both have lids, but as long as you want to eat, drink and sleep in this small space , Su Ziji, who is not demanding on the environment, can't help being a little worried, among other things, these days, his nose will inevitably be full of bad smell.

In addition to these, there are charcoal fire copper basins, etc. Su Ziji glanced over them.

He didn't sit down immediately, but stood in this dormitory, moving his body joints slowly, and the people in the dormitory opposite were also a little idle. Although it was still dark, his eyes were good, and he could see the appearance clearly. Seeing this With a leisurely look, he took a second look.

After a while, there were servants in the examination room to deliver pens, inks and inkstones. Just like the county examinations, they were distributed uniformly by the government, lest someone use inks of different prices to achieve the effect of cheating.

Su Ziji just sat down and rubbed the ink slowly, still a little upset and irritable, and it took a long time for him to settle down.

Seeing all the candidates enter the hall, Tan Youshan walked out of the corner of the street. The streets and alleys of this provincial capital are densely populated, and it is the provincial exam. Although it is still early, a soup cake shop has opened.

Tan Youshan touched the bag, went up and sat down, and ordered a bowl of wontons. The boss agreed, then handed over the plantain fan and a bowl of rough tea. After a few sips, the wontons were served.

Tan Youshan ate a few mouthfuls, and the taste was delicious. He stared at the wontons in a daze, and suddenly remembered that his son was on a business trip, and he ate wontons for the first time on his inspection tour.

Wiping away a few tears, he ate it in big mouthfuls. The boss saw it, and hurriedly added some side dishes to him, and comforted him softly: "Brother, what happened, it's okay, it's not impossible to pass the threshold."

Tan Youshan calmed down at this moment, nodded his thanks, drank the wonton soup, calculated the money, and went to a place.

The footsteps gradually calmed down.

West of the City · Prefect Yamen
It was dawn at this time, and the weather turned cold. Originally, the magistrate's yamen was closed, but today was the day of the provincial examination. Not only the governor's yamen, but also the magistrate's yamen were open early.

Just the servants, lounging or dozing against the wall, or just falling asleep.

The guard, nicknamed the sixth, is the youngest in this group of people. Everyone else is dozing off, but he is the only one who is still holding on, not daring to relax.

Because of boredom, I occasionally cast my eyes outside, and saw an old man in clothes striding towards the gate of the yamen.

Who is it?

The sixth child frowned and walked out slowly, intending to stop him.

Today is the first day of Qiu Wei. Although the magistrate is not directly in charge of Qiu Wei, he can make repeated orders and cooperate with the supervisor to prevent people from making trouble in the county government during this time. Even if there is nothing wrong with the guards, they will stay in the Yamen. , take turns to inspect?
"Hey, old man, what's the matter? This is the magistrate's office, no intrusion is allowed!"

The old man clearly saw him and was still walking towards this place. A sense of foreboding suddenly rose in Lao Liu's heart, which made his drowsy head clear.

Sure enough, the next moment he saw the old man heading straight for the Dengwen drum in the east wall fence.

The old man actually wants to beat the Dengwen drum!
The sixth child trembled in fright, rushed over to stop him, and shouted: "Don't beat the Dengwen drum for nothing, you old man, are you here to seek death?"

Forget it in the past, but now it's Qiuwei. It really makes people beat the Dengwen drum, which is not a small matter.

The old six's scolding also woke up the people inside. When several guards heard the sound, they saw an old man rushing into the gate and picked up the drumsticks, and their faces changed drastically.

But even if Lao Liu rushed over, it was too late, let alone others, at the same time as Lao Liu grabbed the old man's wrist, the drumstick in the old man's hand had already hit the drum hard.

"Dong dong dong dong..." The drumhead of Dengwen drum is made of high-quality cowhide, once it is knocked, the sound immediately resounds everywhere!

The sixth son ouched, and immediately let go.

It's useless if you don't loosen it. Knocking it once must have alarmed the adults inside. If you stop it now, it will be your own fault.

"Who are you, and why are you here to beat the drum?" At this moment, the most senior person among the guards rushed over. He was old, and when he looked at the old man in front of him, his expression suddenly changed.

"You are... Tan Youshan?"

"Why did you come here from Linhua County? Do you know that it is Qiu Wei now, even if there is a grievance, you will not report it to the county government and avoid this time?"

"Now, you're in serious trouble!" This person actually knew Tan Youshan, so it can be seen that Tan Youshan's decades of work were not in vain.

"Qian Mazi, my son was instigated by Ding Ruili, the son of Ding Tongzhi, but was killed by the scholar Su Ziji. Now I report that I am unknown, and I have to fight to the death. It just so happens that Dengwengu."

Tan Youshan had secretly checked that Su Ziji and Ding Ruili had arrived in the provincial capital, and then launched an attack at this point in time, in order to prevent Su Ziji and Ding Ruili from having time to clear up their relationship.

"Tan Youshan, you are just a low-ranking official. At this time, suing a scholar who is participating in Qiuwei is the same as suing an official. Why don't you retreat quickly?" The senior person glanced at Tan Youshan and saw that he had already It is gray at the temples, with a sad look on his face, he is really old, and he can't bear it. It's early in the morning, maybe the adults haven't heard it yet.

As soon as he said that, a person ran out of the yamen: "Your Excellency has heard the sound of the drum for grievances, and is ready to be promoted!"

Well, there is no need to persuade me now!

As the main hall door of the yamen opened, the deacons of the third class and six rooms who were awakened rushed out in order according to the wall, and the yamen servants holding water and fire sticks conveyed their majesty: "Ascension to the hall, mighty—"

The magistrate Liao Qingge came out of the hall, and there were three deafening drums. Liao Qingge sat under the plaque of "Mirror Hanging High". For a while, there was only rustling of clothes in the hall, but not a single cough.

A murderous spirit filled the hall.

Tan Youshan is from her husband's family. The foreman has shouted for Tang Wei for many years, and he is very familiar with this atmosphere, but today he changed his identity and couldn't help but tremble, but when he thought of his son, he gritted his teeth and knelt down.

"Bad chap Tan Youshan, please let your lord be the master for me!"

(End of this chapter)