When Chang Jin and Wang Qinian arrived at the county government office, they saw many white-shirted children waiting outside the gate. Today is the day for the county examination to register. There are a few more yamen runners at the county government office than before, and they all stood straight on both sides of the gate. It seemed that they were afraid that they would break into the county government office without knowing the depth.

Chang Jin glanced casually and found that most of them were classmates from Mingyang Academy.

Of course, there are some strange faces, and they should be scholars studying in private schools.

The classmates greeted each other, and they stood in the crowd and waited patiently. About a quarter of an hour later, a yamen runner walked out of the door and shouted at them: "You can come in now. Don't make noises when you enter the county government, otherwise you will be disqualified from registration."

After the instructions, the yamen runner took them into the yamen.

There are also many yamen runners in the courtyard to maintain order and let everyone line up.

They came quite early. The dozen people in front quickly finished signing up, and then the yamen runners waved to let them in.

I saw five clerks sitting upright in the room, with a few tables and chairs on their hands, sitting and posting books.

The five clerks were staring at everyone with a stern face, and then began to ask them one by one. Name, age, three generations of resumes, whether they were innocent in their background, whether they were applying for the exam during the Dingyou period, whether they were taking the county examination, etc. The questions were very detailed, and they were recorded one by one by one. After asking, they looked at their height and appearance, and described their physical characteristics clearly in words such as height and shortness, fatness and thinness, and posted them behind the exam card, which was called "floating ticket".

For example, the floating ticket of Chang Jin said, "Take tall, white and beardless, and very good-looking", while the one of Wang Qinian said, "The figure is thin, yellow and beardless, and has a medium-sized appearance."

After the floating ticket is posted on the test card, several people need to sign the front and press the handprint.

After doing this, it was not enough to be done. The clerk sitting upright above asked again if he was willing to guarantee each other. If anyone violated the rules, the remaining four people would be implicated.

These are all customary things. After they nodded and agreed, they signed and pressed their fingerprints on other people's exam cards.

Then we have to pay the card test fee, floating ticket fee, and paper money... There are hundreds of documents in a row.

After doing these, one of the clerks said loudly: "The tenth day of next month is the auspicious day of the zodiac. This county will hold a county examination on that day. Please remember the date clearly so as not to miss it at that time."

The five people stayed in there for a stick of incense. When they walked out of the ceremony room, Wang Qinian let out a long sigh and muttered in a low voice: "Every time it's this, it's a terrible mess..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a rough voice coming from behind the waiting team outside: "The people in front make way, the people in front make way..."

The scholars turned their heads and looked at it. It turned out that the yamen runner who first brought them in was shouting.

Behind him was a young man in his twenties, of medium figure and handsome appearance. He was wearing a precious plain white silk satin gown, a slightly yellow jade belt, a sword tied with mottled scabbard patterns and pine green stones on it. He looked around and looked at him with arrogance.

The yamen runner led the way in front, while the young man walked through the crowd in a swagger.

When they entered the ceremony room, the waiting crowds around them started to whisper: "Who is he? He is wearing a white shirt, why can he be special?"

"That's it, it's unfair..." Another child student interface.

Just as everyone was clamoring, another voice sounded: "Do you know who this person is? Song Wenqing, whose name is Jiechuan!"

"Song Jiechuan, is the son of Song Hanlin's family?"

"If he is not, he can have anyone else. He studied at Chongshan Academy, the capital since childhood. It is said that he studied under Zhou Anguo, the top scholar forty years ago. Now that he has returned from his studies, he is naturally aiming for the 'little three yuan'."

No wonder... After hearing this explanation, everyone suddenly realized that Song Jiechuan was justified in enjoying such treatment, and no one talked too much.

It was a little trouble now. Chang Jin stood beside him and listened to the discussion, and couldn't help but frown.

You should know that the county examination is different from the prefecture examination and the provincial examination, and the examination atmosphere is much looser. The candidates do not use the "vague name" method, and there is no need to "copy" it. Therefore, when the county magistrate evaluates, he can know the candidate's name in advance and then circle it.

In this way, there must be tricks.

Chang Jin has been studying hard for the past few months, so he naturally has the idea of ​​even the three yuan of small and medium-sized enterprises. But he didn't expect that human calculations are worse than God's calculations. Seeing that Song Jiechuan was determined to win, and seeing that Zhao County Magistrate sent yamen runners so enthusiastically, he obviously had the idea of ​​pointing the other party as the head of the case.

When worshiping the River God, Zhao Shouren privately revealed to him the questions of the county exam, but that was to thank him for his actions in the River God Melon.

The two of them were not close or unfair. County Magistrate Zhao did this and had already repaid this thanks.

But I can't ask for more... If I really do that, it's just that I don't know how to politely and I'm just kicked by a donkey in the head.

Forget it, do your best to do your best to be loyal to heaven! Chang Jin sighed secretly, and the mist in his heart was wiped out. It was just a case leader. Instead of complaining about the world, it would be better to do your best to strive for it. As long as you try your best, no matter what the final result is, there is nothing to complain about. After all, there are still several levels of the provincial examination and the provincial examination, and then everyone will rely on their abilities.

"Brother Qingyuan, let's go." Seeing that there were more and more people in the courtyard, Chang Jin spoke.

"Okay, today's work is over, let's go to the restaurant to have a drink." Wang Qinian nodded in response.

***

After returning from the county government office, Chang Jin's life became dull again.

I stay at home and study every day, practice writing, and make every effort to prepare for the county trial. In fact, there is nothing to prepare. In the past few months, Chang Jin has copied and practiced hundreds of writings. According to the Master, passing a small county trial is easy to get through.

So although he stayed in the door and couldn't go out, he was extremely relaxed and could tease the little white tiger when he had free time.

The little guy's eyes have opened now. He has been familiar with the people in the yard for more than ten days. He often jumps and plays all over the yard, and occasionally catches one or two mice to seek credit.

That look, there is no way to tell the mood of the King of All Beasts.

However, when it was angry, it grinned and roared, showing a bit of hideousness.

The white tiger is not conspicuous now, it is just the size of an ordinary cat. It is estimated that after a while, people will feel abnormal. In addition, it is difficult to raise in the city, so meat alone cannot be guaranteed. If people find that they have a white tiger in their home, they will definitely cause unnecessary trouble.

Chang Jin had already made plans, Xiaobai would keep it at home for the time being, and wait until it was bigger and sent to Xiaoqian. Just as he was thinking about something, Xiaoxiao brought into the house with a tray: "Brother, are you hungry? I've made some chicken soup..."

It was chicken soup again, Chang Jin took the bowl with a wry smile and drank it all in one go.

As the county test approaches, the food at home has improved a lot. Xiaoqian would go to the market every day to buy old hens or carp soup, saying that it would nourish his brain.

Chang Jin knew that his sister had good intentions and just drank chicken soup for half a month, which made Chang Jin feel a little difficult to absorb.

Fortunately, the days were almost over, and the long-awaited county examination was about to begin. The county examination was approaching, so Chang Jin was naturally not ready to continue his work on the Shinto land. So he sent a message through the talisman and summoned Tu Yifang to see him in Tongqu County to meet him in the evening.

After he explained his intentions clearly, Tu Yifang asked in surprise: "Brother, what do you mean?"

Chang Jin stopped him and said, "Brother Tu, listen to me. Shinto is bound by Shinto, I like to be free, so I have no greed for Shinto's path, and I have no intention of this. I have obtained the land priesthood before, but it was just a coincidence. For several months I have been with Brother Tu, and I have seen everything that Brother Tu has done. I have to worry about you who will rule the land priesthood..."

Chang Jinzhen had no idea about the land priesthood. If he had not been to suppress all ghosts, he would not have accepted it at all. Now that he has sent the imperial decree to Tu Yifang, he naturally would not have any regrets.

Although he lost the imperial edict, his own fortune should have decreased a lot. But he did not hesitate. These are originally the divine energy formed by the incense mind power, and are not obtained from his own cultivation. They are usually gathered in the imperial edict. After leaving the divine realm, they will also fade and cannot be used.

After Chang Jin's persuasion, Tu Yifang finally became the same as the temporary priesthood of territorial territory.

After the Imperial Talisman was pulled out of his body, things were once again unexpected, and the red and blue aura on his head almost did not decrease.

He thought for a while before he understood the truth. After obtaining the imperial talisman, he did not deliberately refine it. He was limited to a radius of more than ten miles and did not absorb much incense. Therefore, losing the imperial talisman would not cause much damage to his own luck.

Without an official position, Chang Jin felt much more relaxed when he was relieved of his priesthood. As for whether Tu Yifang could subdue a group of ghost soldiers and ghost generals, Chang Jin was not worried.

After all, when his ex was in power, many Yin soldiers were still alive in the scene of Tu Yifang making a big fuss in the underworld. Some people want to rebel, so consider it first.
Chapter completed!