Chapter 113, County Test [Please collect red tickets]

The children of the Ling family are in the advanced field, and the other candidates are very enthusiastic. There are many clans of rich families in Renhuai City, but the Ling family is undoubtedly the top rich family, and the county can get the privilege of taking the lead in entering the market.

The candidates sighed that they had not had a good conception. Why are they not the children of the Ling family? We have to continue to wait and pray secretly that the good exam position will not be occupied.

"Second lady, please, there are pen, ink, paper and inkstone over there!" The middle-aged man pointed to the book not far ahead.

"No need to write a guarantee!" Xiao said blankly, "Please ask Sun Xiancheng to help him find a joint guarantor!"

"This..." The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and whispered, "It's not impossible to find a joint insurance, but it's a little time-consuming. At that time, I'm afraid that a good test seat will be gone..."

"It doesn't matter. My children of the Ling family don't have a good position and can also pass the county test!"

Ling Xiaolou had a faint smile on his face and did not quarrel. He just looked at Xiao's squeak, just like watching a clown's performance.

His heart was full of sneer. If Xiao wants to prevent him from passing the county examination in this way, it has to be said that Xiao is also like this, and there is no need to worry.

"Well...okay!" Sun Xiancheng looked at Ling Xiaolou and sighed. He only thought that it was the teenager who provoked the second lady of the Ling family and suffered difficulties. This was not what he could intervene in. The infighting of the rich family was the most deadly.

"Don't bother!" A loud voice came from the county school, and the three turned around and saw a strong, steady and bright middle-aged man coming out.

"What does Ma Dianshi mean?" The middle-aged man put on a white face and said blankly, "Don't Ma Dianshi know that he can't enter the county school examination without a joint insurance or a guarantee?"

"Of course I know." The person who came was Ma Dianshi, who helped Ling Xiaolou resolve his grievances. His square face showed a mysterious smile and said, "Someone wrote a guarantee for him!"

"Ma Dianshi, you are not qualified to guarantee him!" Middle-aged people are unhappy.

"I know this!" Ma Dianshi grinned, took out a piece of white paper from his arms like a trick, and handed it to the middle-aged man: "I'm not qualified, but the old man in Songzhi County always has it, right?"

The middle-aged man took the white paper and really recognized Song Zhixian's handwriting, and the paper was also covered with Song Zhixian's seal. There would definitely be no fake. He snorted coldly and said blankly, "Ling Xiaolou, go in!"

"Thank you very much!" Ling Xiaolou arched his hand and then said to Xiao, "Er Niang, then I'll go to the exam first!" After saying that, he ignored the black-faced Xiao and walked into the county school.

In the county school yard, Ling Xiaolou saw Song Zhixian, who wore two beams and crowns, wore green red clothes, and tied leather belts around his waist.

Song Zhixian, the master of Qingtian of Renhuai County, stood majestically on the stone steps and nodded to him, and then waited for the candidates to enter in turn. At this time, a government official gave him a wooden card with a string of numbers 'ling three', which was obviously the number of the examination seat.

Although he doesn't know where the location is and what the environment is, he knows that this position must be good by looking at the envious and jealous look of other candidates. So, Song Zhixian is still very good to him.

After all the candidates arrived, the Song County Magistrate began to speak, which was nothing more than preaching the way of Confucius and Mencius, and then falsely praised the current emperor...

Just when everyone was drowsy, Song Zhixian solemnly announced the examination room and warned everyone to abide by the discipline of the examination room. Then many candidates were asked to take their seats with the test cards and start the exam.

At noon, Ling Xiaolou handed in the book. He greeted Ma Dianshi in the supervisor and expressed his gratitude before slowly walking out of the examination room. Wan Niang and others who were waiting went home to prepare for the exam the day after tomorrow.

There is not only one county examination. In order to ensure that talents can be truly selected, the county examination usually requires four to five examinations, which is selected by the local county. Song Zhixian chose four exams and one exam the next day. After the exam, the results will be announced every three days.

After all the examinations, Song Zhixian will evaluate all the manuscripts together with the county school teaching, and the comprehensive manuscript scores will be finalized. Some candidates may have poor results in one event for some personal reasons, but if the results in other games are good, they will also get a good score. In this way, truly talented scholars can be selected to a certain extent.

After several days in a row, Ling Xiaolou finally completed all the exams.

After completing the last exam, as soon as Ling Xiaolou walked out of the county school gate, Ma Dianshi hurriedly chased after him and said with a smile, "Congratulations to Ling Si Shao on passing the county examination and getting the second place."

Looking at Ling Xiaolou's doubtful look, Ma Dianshi laughed and said, "You just handed in the book, and Song Zhixian approved you and made you second."

"Is it just the second-class?" Ling Xiaolou frowned and couldn't help but be a little disappointed. According to his idea, it has to be a first-class, right?

The topic of this county test is not difficult. With the essence of his understanding of Mr. Li Lan's manuscript, it should not be a problem to get a first-class. Moreover, in order to cater to Song Zhixian and county school teaching, he also collected the manuscripts of the two to save their composition style. Unexpectedly, he eventually became a second-class.

Ling Xiaolou can't help shaking his head. Reading is really not easy. I don't know how hard it will take to get a good level.

"Cough..." Ma Dian and Shi Dun's thick face showed a trace of embarrassment. He wanted to sell Ling Xiaolou, but he was not satisfied with his grades and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

After meditating for a long time, Ma Dianshi whispered, "Ling Si doesn't know anything. Generally, there are few first-class people in the county examination, or it can be said that they don't approve one-class, and the highest is only two-class."

"Oh? Why is this?

"Cough... Well, my old horse is also a rough person, and I can't figure out the Taoist in it." Ma Dianshi blushed and said with a smile, "However, I heard Song Zhixian arguing with the teaching, saying that if one is approved, the provincial court will send someone to inspect, which will be very troublesome, so the county test rarely approves one."

"So that's it!" Ling Xiaolou squinted and smiled and bowed his hand to express his gratitude.

"Ling Si Shao, has Lu Lin's injury recovered?" Ma Dianshi was gossiping.

"Well, thank you for Ma Dianshi's righteous help." Ling Xiaolou's eyes flashed and said, "There are still some things today. I will hold a banquet tomorrow night to express your help to me. I don't know if Ma Dianshi is free?"

"Of course I'm free!" Ma Dianshi grinned and looked like a thick man, "I will definitely be there tomorrow night!"

Ling Xiaolou smiled and arched his hand to leave.

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