Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Besides...

Mao Bijiang looked at the sparkling river in the distance.

The various workshops newly established by the emperor cannot be hidden from interested people...

There were constant sounds of gunfire and artillery on the three islands of Wangfuzhou, and even though traffic was prohibited by the soldiers, only cargo ships were seen coming in and out, but not a large number of soldiers coming and going.

As long as you have some brains, you will understand that this is the emperor's firearms workshop, not a training ground for the new army.

That boatload of iron ore can't be hidden from anyone!

Mao Bijiang easily judged the output of the firearms workshop.

This is the guarantee of imperial power!

……

Mao Pijiang walked on the street.

Tomorrow is the big day for the imperial examination, and the streets are full of students relaxing together.

Enke was about to come, and after the intense "sharpening their weapons before battle", most of the students chose to go out and relax the day before the exam started.

Mao Bijiang looked at these students who were either walking around for an outing, drinking on the fence, or discussing with each other, and a strange thought suddenly came to his mind:

Those who have something to do with it have already obtained the ticket to enter the officialdom, and those who have nothing to do with it have to cross the single-plank bridge with thousands of troops...

life!

It’s really hard to describe...

Mao Bijiang led his entourage, walking in random thoughts, and arrived at the city gate unknowingly.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a shout:

"All you new rich men who are about to be named on the gold list, come and take a look, our store has a new Enke Guide!

If you want to roll your name in the Golden Palace and honor your ancestors, come and buy it now! "

Mao Bijiang was stunned and looked up, only to see a man who looked like a shopkeeper standing at the door and shouting hello.

He had just finished speaking, and before he could boast about his bibliography, he was surrounded by students who came in droves.

"Ah!"

Mao Bijiang smiled bitterly.

I thought of the six times I took the provincial examination.

Even though he was a famous scholar all over the world, he had a lucky mentality at the beginning and was looking forward to that absolutely impossible chance.

For the six provincial examinations, he spent more than a thousand taels of silver to purchase these "records"?

Didn't those smart bookshop owners take advantage of the candidates' little ideas to make money from the students?

Mao Bijiang, who had gained six wisdoms by taking advantage of six chasms, saw through the essence of the matter at a glance.

"Ha ha!"

Mao Bijiang smiled bitterly.

These people all said they had some exclusive information. However, the titles sold were not a summary of previous years' imperial examination questions.

At most, some stores with extremely expensive prices will invite a few great scholars to try out some questions!

Every such catalog can be sold for a sky-high price.

however……

The probability of a blind cat encountering a dead mouse has never happened to these titles.

The titles purchased at a high price often contain irrelevant test questions...

There are even many students who might have been admitted to the exam, but because they spent a lot of energy studying these so-called exclusive "examinations", after seeing the exam papers, they lost their minds and failed...

Mao Bijiang shook his head and said to himself:

"It's all a trick to deceive people..."

As the legitimate son of an official for generations, Mao Bijiang naturally knew that as long as the person asking the test questions was a human being, the risk of leaking secrets could not be eliminated.

There are always some gentlemen who are good friends with the examiner and can guess the general scope of the examination questions.

In their hands, they naturally have questions that are very close to the exam questions.

but!

How can these questions, which are truly guessed based on the examiner's preferences, be put up for sale on the street like this!

No one is hiding these things, for fear that others will discover them.

That thing, even if you have money but no power, you still can't get it!

"Another deceptive thing!"

The corner of Mao Bijiang's lips curled up, remembering the days when he was the one who was taken advantage of...

Mao Bijiang knew that this was a gimmick for businessmen, and he had already entered the officialdom - although it was a military position that was respected by others.

However, I don’t know if it’s because of the reluctance in my heart or because of my high-spirited wantonness.

Mao Bijiang acted like a ghost, and squeezed into the crowd himself.

Mao Pijiang, who was born in our family, naturally has a lot of strength if he eats well.

Those candidates who rarely saw oily smells every year were squeezed behind by Mao Bijiang in a few moments.

"Shopkeeper, how do you sell this catalog?"

In the crowd, which was as crowded as bean sprouts in a basin and wished their bones would be crushed and their feces and urine squeezed out, there were scholars everywhere asking about the price.

"Our catalogs are divided into two types. The cheapest one only costs ten big coins, and the most expensive one only costs one silver dollar."

The shopkeeper stood on a box, overlooking the crowd.

While he collected the money and delivered the goods quickly, he did not forget to explain.

Mao Bijiang smiled bitterly:

As the saying goes, good products are not cheap and good products are not cheap!

How could it be such a good thing at such a low price?

Isn’t this just money fraud?

I was stupid too!

What are you doing squeezing in?

Before Mao Bijiang could open his mouth, someone asked him the doubts in his heart.

Several candidates raised their eyebrows, as if they were dissatisfied that the price was too low and that the items were too poor:

"It's so cheap. You couldn't just write two words just to fool us, right?"

"Hahaha!"

Before the shopkeeper could say anything, the waiter in charge of collecting money burst out laughing:

"You future great men, you must have seen these days, is there any family in this huge capital that dares to sell bibliographies?"

Everyone was stunned.

Yes!

They are all people who have participated in the imperial examination. Even the smallest one has passed the boy examination, entered the capital, and won the title of scholar.

They are all experienced in scientific examinations.

Those who participated in the past, not to mention the shops selling bibliographies, even the peddlers and lackeys, would mysteriously take out a stack of papers and say what exclusive news they had.

However, they had already arrived in the capital, but they had never seen anyone selling bibliographies.

This issue……

The waiter laughed loudly:

"Our current session of Enke was presided over by His Majesty himself, and he even issued a strict order. Anyone who dares to sell the Enke catalog will be arrested and severely punished!"

It’s not that no one doesn’t want to make a fortune.

The key is that everyone who did this was captured by soldiers!

After hearing what the waiter said, the scholars were stunned:

Is it—

Is this catalog true?

Everyone looked around and saw that the store was not too big, just an ordinary bookstore.

If such a bookstore were not located near the gate of the new capital city, no one would care if it were in another city!

Could it be that——this store really has some great background?

Otherwise, those soldiers would have come forward to arrest them long ago!

People are not fools.

Seeing that something was wrong, I immediately saw hands raised high, holding money, clamoring to buy.

"Give me one!"

"Shopkeeper, I'll buy one!"

"Shopkeeper, I didn't exchange the silver coins. Can I pay the silver dollars at the exchange price?"

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