Transformed into a furry person, I am doing public relations in the Northern Song Dynasty

After saying this, Liu Yunqing did not allow the scholar to refuse, so he waved his hand and left with Zhao Chengyan.

The scholar was left standing there in a daze, not knowing whether it was sweat or tears that were running down his cheeks. He stood there quietly until he could no longer see the two men. Then he rubbed his cheeks with his sleeves and went back to the bookstore.

The next day, when Liu Yunqing went to the bookstore again, he had forgotten about yesterday's incident until Yu Ping came over and mentioned it.

It is said that the scholar Ke Zhili who came yesterday drank two bowls of herbal tea and a piece of fruit when he arrived at the book bar. He worked in the book shop for an hour to pay for his work and cleaned the book bar thoroughly before leaving.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yunqing couldn't help but sigh, this young man is really honest, and then asked Yu Ping if he knew the person's name.

Yu Ping thought for a moment and answered, "I don't know his name, but I know his last name is Lin. Before he left, he left a message for my lady, saying that he would come back to thank you and me after he passed the provincial exam."

Liu Yunqing nodded: "It's fate that we know each other. If Mr. Lin passes the exam and comes back, his status will be extraordinary. We must treat him well and not ask him to work for us anymore."

Yu Ping smiled and nodded. She couldn't help laughing when she thought of Lin Langjun's embarrassed and shy look yesterday. She couldn't imagine how such a person could become a high-ranking official. With a face like that, could he control the people below him?

Yu Ping didn't dare to say this casually. He just muttered a few words and went back to his own business.

The closer the provincial examination is, the better the bookstore's business will be.

Xiaoman is quite good at business. Half a month ago, he launched a blessing pen, which was specially brought to Daxiangguo Temple for blessing. With the relationship between Zhao Chengyan and Zhiqing, the abbot of Daxiangguo Temple, this matter is not difficult to handle, and it also gives people a share of the profit.

The provincial examination is a big event. All the families of the scholars who are going to take the exam will eat vegetarian food and pray to Buddha, begging for their sons to get a decent place in the exam. Naturally, any items that have something to do with praying for success will sell very well.

It was not expensive, only 10% higher than the usual price. Even this 10% was enough to make the bookshop a small profit. Not to mention the more, in just ten to twenty days, the bookshop could make sixty or seventy taels.

Liu Yunqing even set aside ten taels of silver as a bonus for Xiaoman.

Xiaoman knew that this matter could not be accomplished with just his ideas. He was not a stingy person, so he took out one tael of the ten taels of silver and treated the shop assistants, Yunxi, Yuping and others to a good meal.

Now everyone is busy all day and feels full of energy. They never think that making money for the boss is too much. Several guys even take turns to go outside to promote their own prayers. It is obvious that the turnover in the past two days is higher than that in the previous few days.

Liu Yunqing was naturally happy. She saw that there were many more scholars coming to the bookstore to study and discuss academic matters than usual. The bookstore was too busy to handle it all, so she simply sent Zhao Chengyan to the park to take care of it and just focused on her work in the bookstore.

During the lunch break and tea time, the scholars couldn't help but talk about their fatigue after a whole morning of study. No one knew who started talking about the top students in the Imperial College, discussing which of the four or five students had the best chance of winning the first place.

Liu Yunqing was wiping the teacup while listening to what people said. Zhang Youzheng's name was on the list.

Normally, he was only seen chatting and having fun with Zhao Chengyan and Zhao Shijin. Liu Yunqing didn't know much about Zhang Youzheng's ability in studying. But now, after hearing others talk about it, he realized how good he was.

I heard from the scholars that the literary world has begun to prosper since the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

"Parallel prose" was popular at that time. People pursued flashy forms and were keen on parallelism, prosody, allusions, etc., piling up gorgeous and difficult words. It would be ideal if the written text could be understood by no one except themselves.

However, no one cared about the ideas that the articles wanted to express, the issues that they reflected, and the purposes that they wanted to achieve. It was simply an unhealthy trend in the literary world. It was not until the previous dynasty that Han Yu, the "literary master of all ages", put things right and advocated the ancient prose movement, and only then did the articles become simple.

However, the good times did not last long. In this dynasty, the fancy "Xikun style" and the "Taixue style" represented by Shi Jie and Liu Yong, which had a tendency to be strange and obscure, appeared.

In addition, several people, led by Ouyang Xiu, started a campaign to rectify literary style and advocated a craze for ancient Chinese literature. Today's literary world can be said to be a flourishing place with a hundred flowers blooming. It is really lively all day long, with one person suppressing me and the other attacking me.

Let's not talk about all these for now, let's just say that Zhang Youzheng was not only taught by his grandfather, the Grand Tutor, but he also wrote articles at the age of fourteen that were appreciated and valued by Ouyang Xiu. Now it is heard that the government intends to appoint Ouyang Xiu as the chief examiner.

What's a small autumn examination? Even if it comes to the spring examination or the palace examination, Zhang Youzheng will definitely win.

It was just a few gentlemen discussing in a low voice, but something they said was heard by someone nearby, who immediately refuted it.

It was said that Zhang Youzheng's writing was not worthy of being published, that his words were too plain and not beautiful at all, and after a few words the two groups started arguing.

When Liu Yunqing heard this, he couldn't help laughing, thinking that this was probably the point where the "Xikun style" and the "ancient prose school" were difficult to reconcile.

However, this is not enough. There is another group of people who look down on both sides. Most of them prefer the "Taixue style". They think the "Xikun" is too fancy, and the "Guwen" is too straightforward and radical, and they think it is not as appropriate as the "Taixue style".

It started out as a quarrel between the two sides, but then all three parties started to make a scene.

Fortunately, this group of scholars only talked and did not fight. They argued like fighting cocks with red faces and thick necks. Liu Yunqing, Yunxi and Yuping were watching with great interest. They thought what everyone said was reasonable and they almost watched the fun while eating melon seeds.

Thanks to this incident, they gained a lot of knowledge. Even Yuping, who had never been to school, could talk about a few things. The waiters also gained more knowledge. When they entertained customers again, as soon as everyone started talking, the bookstore suddenly became more upscale and looked very different.

As for the man who was at the center of the quarrel, he was still laying tiles at the construction site. He was enjoying his job and worked with the craftsmen from sunrise to sunset all day long. He was not in a hurry, but Duke Deng was quite angry.

It turned out that Zhang Youzheng was too nervous and couldn't swallow all day. But now that he relaxed, he didn't even turn the page. He came back and ate as soon as he got home, and fell asleep as soon as he lay down in the room. If people didn't know, they would think that he had really changed his career and would never talk about the imperial examination again.

However, no matter how anxious others are, it is of no use because Zhang Youzheng himself still has to take the exam.

After talking with Zhao Chengyan in private again, Duke Deng simply suppressed his anxiety and did not ask about Zhang Youzheng's plan. He just waited for the provincial examination to come.

On the eve of the exam, many people were too nervous or excited to sleep, but there was one person who slept well.

Zhang Youzheng came back an hour early today. He took a good bath, had a hearty meal, packed up his basket of pens and ink to take to the examination room, and went straight to sleep.

I had a dreamless night and it was dawn when I opened my eyes.