"I'm sick?" County Magistrate Wang frowned and thoughtful. He suddenly said, "Brother Huang, there is a saying in this county that I don't know whether to say it or not. I ask you, what is the poem in the Spring and Autumn Period?"

The poem was written by Ye Chunqiu, and others didn't understand this, but Wang County Magistrate and Huang Jingxin knew it. Huang Jing said: "A good poem, even if a student searches his heart, he may not be able to write it. However, it was written by a young man, which is really incredible."

County Magistrate Wang smiled bitterly: "You can't do it, but I'm afraid that I can't do it even if I'm anxious. The article is natural and I can get it by chance. You said it right. It's really rare for a child to have such a skillful skill." His eyes flashed: "It's just that the problem is not this, the problem is in another article."

"Article, what article..." Huang Jing was confused.

The magistrate Wang ordered a civil servant to pick up an article and said, "Brother Huang, why not take a look."

When Huang Jing saw that it was an eight-legged essay, the title was "Study" from this year's county examination. He continued to read it with concentration and was shocked.

The problem solving and inheriting the questions in this article is a model, and the neat parallelism is amazing. With this article alone, even if it is an imperial examination, I am afraid it will be on the list. He looked further down and the person who signed it was actually Ye Chunqiu, a candidate from Fenghua County. Huang Jing said in surprise: "No wonder he was able to win the county case leader. With this article, what kind of fame can't be obtained?"

This is by no means an exaggeration. Ye Chunqiu's article was excerpted by the eight-part essays of the top scholar decades later. It would be strange if he could not get fame and fortune.

County Magistrate Wang couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Originally... I was amazed when I saw this article, but I didn't care much anymore. Why? It's just that the person who made the article was a teenager. It was logical that he could not do such an article. At that time, the county thought that there might be some master in his family. He happened to write such an eight-part essay, and Chunqiu happened to read it well, so he used it to do questions in the county exam. This kind of thing is common in Tongsheng exams. The test questions in Tongsheng exams are not tricky. As long as you are lucky, it's nothing strange to bump into it. So the county doesn't care about it, but the poem that Ye Chunqiu wrote in a hurry yesterday..."

Huang Jing said in horror: "My lord means that since Ye Chunqiu can write poetry, then such a sophisticated article is very likely to be written by Ye Chunqiu? How could a young man... If this is true, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is a child prodigy."

County Magistrate Wang held the teacup and thoughtfully said slowly: "Yes, I thought that even if I was afraid of my youth, I would not have made such an article. But now it seems that this son's talent is really something I have never seen in ancient times. Brother Huang..." County Magistrate Wang took another sip of tea, and then looked at Huang Jing meaningfully: "At a young age, if it was really so extraordinary, Fenghua County probably would have someone climbed up to the phoenix branch again. Now, his eldest father is sick..."

Huang Jing couldn't help but start to move. He knew that County Magistrate Wang was suggesting and reminding him. His eyes were half closed, with thousands of thoughts: "Yes, what the adults taught was that the carp jumped over the dragon gate, who could say it accurately... No surprise... His eldest father was sick... His adults reminded that the students were grateful."

County Magistrate Wang laughed, lowered his head to blow the tea foam, and his eyes fell on the floating tea crumbs: "Where, where, Brother Huang is too polite."

There was a kind of thought that rippled in their hearts, and the tacit understanding of the two was established since then.

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The Ye family has not slept all night.

Old Lady Ye’s illness worsened a little. The doctor invited said that he was worried about illness. But at this time, the three masters of the Ye family were not there. A few close relatives and uncles had come to see him, but they just smiled bitterly and shook their heads. The person who tied the bell was needed to untie the bell. Isn’t it because of the Huang family that Old Lady Ye’s illness is so sick?

Everyone was helpless. It seems that the old lady's heart disease cannot be cured. The eldest son of the Ye family was arrested and went to the yamen. The second son had not returned, and the third son could not afford to be ill. Now the Huang family is in a prestigious state... The Ye family is about to finish.

The uncles just shook their heads, with helplessness in their eyes. Ye Jing seemed to be in danger, and the Ye family should make the worst plan.

However, the only thing that comforted the old lady husband was that his eldest grandson Ye Chenliang had been taking care of him before the sickbed. The old lady felt headache and heartbroken. Ye Chenliang slept in front of the bed all night and didn't care about washing up. He said, "Big Father, I think I should go to compile a book for my father and let him return from Hangzhou as soon as possible. My father should recognize some people in the official position and seek some people to be fair. There may be a turning point."

This father is both Ye Chenliang's pride and Old Lady Ye's pride. He manages the family business and has met many people, but the old lady just shook her head. Far water cannot save Neihuo. When the second brother has news, I am afraid that the old house of the Ye family will be demolished by the Huang family.

Ye Chenliang complained again: "It is not helpful for the uncle to say something that grandson should say is not right. Now that he goes out, things may be worse. Also... Chunqiu heard that his father was sick and did not come to visit him... Alas... I shouldn't say these words, which adds to the troubles of his father."

But after a while, he couldn't help but itch: "The Huang family made the matter to the county. The magistrate Wang must favor the Huang family and refused to give up. Yesterday I went to see the magistrate Wang. The magistrate Wang seemed to have a good impression of me. Maybe there might be room for trouble. I was afraid that the magistrate Wang was reckless and hit the magistrate Wang. This was bad. What my grandson didn't want to say, Chunqiu's knowledge... is good..." It was really uncomfortable for Ye Chenliang to admit that Ye Chunqiu's knowledge was good. He thrust his face and continued: "But he always made a fuss. I heard that he also went to the county, and I don't know what happened."

The old lady was upset. Seeing that it was dawn and the dawn had just begun to show off, but her heart was still heavy. The Huang family was aiming at it and would not let the Ye family go easily. Ye Chenliang said every word to his heart. Uncle was really useless. He had been away for more than ten years and had just returned. How could he understand the complex relationships in the county? Now... I am afraid there will be more and more dangers. As for Ye Chunqiu... the old lady gradually changed her impression, but she was too young and didn't know what happened.

Thinking of this, he felt that he couldn't lift it up in one breath, so he coughed desperately. Ye Chenliang was obediently stroking the old man's back, chatting endlessly: "Actually... the grandson is not worried about anything else. What he is most worried about is that his uncle is scared out of fear. If so..."

The old man narrowed his eyes and felt even more irritable. He knew what Ye Chenliang meant, that the boss might be afraid of trouble, and finally made a compromise on behalf of the Ye family.

Thinking of this, a sense of anger rose from the dantian, and the old man said angrily: "Cough cough... cough cough... If you show weakness, why should the Ye family gain a foothold in Hexi in the future? How can you be worthy of the ancestors? Ye Jing... will never be like this, not like this... Although he is not good at it, he will not be so unworthy."

Ye Chenliang dared not say anything.

However, at this moment, small steps came from outside, and some people rushed to report: "The master and the young master Chunqiu are back."

Come back...

The old man's anxious face finally eased a little.

Ye Chenliang whispered from the side: "Why did you come back early in the morning? Will the Huang family let go of this easily?"
Chapter completed!