Time flies by. Nine years have passed since the Jiajing period of the Ming Dynasty. Qin Dewei doesn’t feel much. How can he feel in the years when his body functions have not matured?
For more than half a year, Qin Dewei's main focus has been on learning to write eight-legged essays. He has read a lot of "round and round" and "got used to it", but he doesn't dare to start, but it is still interesting to learn.
In addition, it is still the old rule to go to the county government office every March 8th to help Mr. Feng look at cases, or provide county government business consultation and guidance.
It is said that since he became the county magistrate, Mr. Feng suddenly became wealthy again. He no longer maliciously owed the curtainman Shuxiu, and even offered Qin Dewei a high salary of five taels of cash per month.
This allowed Qin Dewei to support his family with his salary and pay for his studies. But forget about investing in the garden and continue to unfinish it. Then Hao Danian and his wife felt that it was a waste and went to plant two acres of vegetables.
Or when he was bored, Qin Dewei would go to Wang Lianqing's house to drink a few sips of the new tea on the market, tea in the literal sense, and write poems on the wall to increase his sense of presence in the literary world.
However, he generally did not participate in gatherings and social gatherings, and was not keen on forming cliques in the literary circle. He maintained an aloof and reclusive urban persona with no respect for vanity.
I don’t know why, but recently the younger generation of Qingxi Club suddenly began to focus on fame and immersed themselves in studying the classics and texts.
Even Zhu Yingdeng's son, who openly expressed his disdain for abandoning his fame and career, returned to his hometown of Baoying in Yangzhou Prefecture to prepare for the provincial examination.
After the Spring Festival and Lantern Festival in the tenth year of Jiajing, the new year officially began. On this morning, when thirteen-year-old Qin Dewei woke up, he felt a sudden change in his body and couldn't help but feel a sudden emotion.
From today on, he finally has a feeling for this era and has finally matured and grown up. Whoever dares to tease himself in the future will be careful to play with fire and burn himself!
This year is a big year for the imperial examination for the city of Nanjing. The Southern Zhili Township Examination in August in the second half of the year is of course the top priority and attracts the world's attention.
The county and government examinations in the first half of the year are also the starting point for scholars to gain fame. Speaking of Qin Dewei, as a time traveler, participating in the imperial examination can be regarded as catching up with the good times.
I think back then, when scholars were preparing for the imperial examinations, they focused on cultivating the classics and did not borrow external tools. Only by accumulating them over time could they achieve great success. They relied on their internal skills, which was Qin Dewei's weakest point.
However, the imperial examinations in the Ming Dynasty have been held for more than a hundred years. Various examination questions have been asked, various model essays have emerged in an endless stream, and various anthologies of eight-legged essays have been published every year.
People with good memories simply memorize the four books, and then memorize hundreds or thousands of sample essays. After going to the examination room, they read the test questions, figure out the meaning, and then think of the sample essays to piece together the sentence structure. When they meet the great master who has a keen eye for gold, it is almost the same. You can also gain fame.
The Jiajing Dynasty that Qin Dewei lived in was an era that was relatively friendly to time travellers, especially those with enhanced memory.
However, Qin Dewei frowned when he thought about the time of the county examination. Generally speaking, the county examination is held in February of spring, followed by the government examination in April.
But Qin Dewei felt that it was still a little early, and he still needed time to further figure out and become familiar with the Four Books. In the past six months, the focus has been on the eight-part essay formula, and it is estimated that he still needs two months to review the meaning of the Four Books several times.
I don't want to go in depth, I just want to be familiar with the tone of voice of a sage, so as not to accidentally write deviant sentences in the examination room.
The date of the county examination must be announced in advance. February is coming soon. We need to go to the county office today to resolve the issue of the date of the county examination, otherwise it will be too late.
So despite the early spring cold wave in the south of the Yangtze River, Qin Dewei painfully got out of bed, put on his quilted robe, drank a few mouthfuls of hot soup and rice, and headed towards the county government office.
Today is the first day that the yamen resumes office work after the festival. According to the rules, yamen must be arranged, which is also called yamen.
There is a legend in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty: when a foreign official met a Beijing official, the foreign official said: "I love the Beijing official's toothpai." The Beijing official said: "I also love the foreign official's paiyamen."
The so-called Pai Yamen can be understood as the court meeting of the county government. For the local official, Pai Yamen can be regarded as the most majestic experience.
Sitting in a high position, he is like a king, accepting the worship of all the assistant officers, instructors, inspectors, ambassadors, postmen, six-room clerks, and three-level government officials in the county.
A shout from the public will be heard by everyone! Not to mention ordinary Beijing officials, even bachelors do not have this kind of majestic experience.
Today in Jiangning County, people from all walks of life from the county magistrate level gathered early in the vestibule of the county government hall. The sound of bangs was heard, and the deacons and servants in the hall danced with water and fire sticks, and chanted "Mighty" in a prolonged tune.
Then the officials, officials, and government servants took turns, marching into the lobby, kowtowing to the magistrate, and reporting their names and positions. Those with official positions would be returned with the courtesy and given a seat, while the rest would stand until they finished worshiping.
There was also a clerk next to him who was holding a roster, counting people's names, and delineating them one by one. Anyone who dared not come would be responsible for the consequences.
Feng Xiancheng, ah no, Feng Zhixian, the main hall of Jiangning County, glanced at the dark crowd and knelt down to him. His vanity was greatly satisfied. Being a censor would never have this experience.
I secretly said something disrespectful in my heart, this is simply the same experience as a local emperor.
After Feng Zhixian enjoyed this unique pleasure that belonged to Zhengyin's parents, and was about to speak, he suddenly saw a young man named Qin appear in his field of vision.
He walked slowly and leisurely through the lobby door, without any courtesy at all!
Feng Zhixian snorted coldly, how dare this man enter the court without following the rules!
He didn't show up with a big gift, nor did he introduce his name or position like others, he just casually bowed his hand to himself.
Feng Zhixian snorted coldly, how dare this man praise me!
He was still holding a roll of something in his hand and stood alone at the edge of the lobby.
Feng Zhixian snorted coldly and almost went to the palace with swords and shoes again!
Feng Zhixian, who was at the peak of his life experience, had a lot of psychological activities, and others turned a blind eye.
Everyone in the county government knew that he was a primary school student in Jinling, the little bully of Jiangdong, and the county magistrate. It was with his help that he got the position.
The Nan Batian Dong arrested the head, the old Jianghu He patrolled the couple, the Nancheng soldiers and horses Si Jiang commanded, Nancheng Zhao Yushi, all of them disappeared from Nancheng after offending the primary school students.
He promoted all the top arrestees, and one of them was his uncle. The key point is that although he completely controlled the county government's power of punishment and naming, he was not greedy for money or bending the law at all. He was so terrifying that he looked like a non-human being. His intentions must be huge!
Qin Dewei stood detachedly on the side of the lobby, looking at the crowd to see if there were any new faces, while waiting for the Ya Shen to finish.
He is a distinguished staff member and not a subordinate. How can he mix with others and kneel down while standing on duty?
After finally waiting for Magistrate Feng to deliver the opening speech after the New Year, everyone dispersed like birds and animals and went home. Today is the first day the Yamen is open. I mean, I will go home to brew my feelings first, and then officially start work tomorrow.
Entering the court without a rush, with no praise or worship, Qin Muxi, who went to the palace with swords and shoes, walked to the side of the public case, unfolded the notice in his hand, pointed to the end and said: "Here, sign."
Feng Xiancheng did not read the notice, but subconsciously asked the junior staff member: "Do you want to go against it?"
Qin Dewei: ""
What are you thinking about, Rookie County Master? He seems to be a little into the drama?
