Traveling through time and space to become a child, supporting the family by catching fish and shrim

The chief clerk glanced back at the county magistrate, and after seeing him nod slightly, he asked, "What do you want to say?"

Zhao Xiongwei said, "Sir, I doubt this poem was written by Chen Lang."

When these words were spoken, the whole hall was in an uproar.

Chen Lang's eyes narrowed into slits.

Where did this guy come from? Why is he targeting me?

After taking a closer look, I felt that he looked familiar.

He is about 70% similar to Zhao Xiongying.

Just now, the chief clerk called him Zhao Xiongwei...

The truth is revealed.

Taking away the tofu secret recipe is not enough, you also want to cut off my path to study?

You, the Zhao family, are determined to go against me, right?

The county magistrate was getting impatient. He finally found a talented and knowledgeable person, but it turned out to be a ghostwriter who wrote the letter for him. Wasn't this a slap in the face of the official?

"Zhao Xiongwei, this accusation is very serious. Do you have solid evidence to prove that this poem "Mountain Travel" was copied by Chen Lang?" the county magistrate asked coldly.

Zhao Xiongwei said, "Your Excellency, I have no solid evidence."

"But from what I understand, Chen Lang hasn't taken any more exams since he passed the entrance exam for Tongsheng. He's completely focused on becoming the Xu family's son-in-law."

"Xu Mengru, the eldest daughter of the Xu family, is also present. If you don't believe me, you can ask her."

When Xu Mengru heard this, she cursed all of Zhao Xiongwei's ancestors in her heart.

You want to deal with Chen Lang, why do you involve me?

Although I had a grudge against him in the past, as the saying goes, it is better to resolve a feud than to create one, so I asked someone to beat Chen Lang up, and the grudge between the two sides was resolved.

Now Chen Lang is going to take the college entrance examination and has also written a good poem, which has been recognized by the county magistrate and the chief clerk. This proves that his future is still relatively bright.

If he really asked someone to write this poem, then there is nothing wrong with standing up to support Zhao Xiongwei.

But what if... it's not?

Wouldn’t the feud between him and Chen Lang be rekindled, and a hundred times more serious than before?

Ruining someone's future is like killing their parents.

The county magistrate naturally had no idea of Xu Mengru's current dilemma. He just wanted to get results quickly to see whether Chen Lang was truly talented or just seeking fame.

"Where is Xu Mengru?" asked the county magistrate.

No matter how reluctant Xu Mengru was, she had no choice but to walk out. After bowing, she said, "Sir, I am here."

This was the second time Chen Lang saw Xu Mengru since he came to this world.

I have to admit that this woman's appearance and figure are both top-notch, and her temperament is impeccable.

In addition to escaping from his original family, another important reason why Chen Erlang wanted to become the son-in-law of the Xu family was that he was attracted by her beauty.

But then again, no matter how pretty Xu Mengru is, she is not even half a finger as pretty as Li Xiuzhi in Chen Lang's eyes.

"Is what Zhao Xiongwei said true?" asked the county magistrate.

Xu Mengru said thoughtfully, "Sir, Chen Lang did pursue me for a while in the past, but he later realized the gap between my family and his, and he never came again."

"Do you have any idea about Chen Lang's academic level at that time?"

Xu Mengru said, "Sir, I'm not familiar with Chen Lang. We haven't even spoken to each other for a few words. I really don't know his talent."

"But a country boy who earned the title of Tongsheng through his own ability should have some skills."

After these words were spoken, Zhao Xiongwei's expression changed slightly.

As expected of a businessman, he really knows how to please everyone.

Chen Lang didn't expect Xu Mengru to speak up for him. In his imagination, this woman would definitely add insult to injury after she came out, and together with Zhao Xiongwei, trample him into the dust.

After thinking about it carefully, I figured out the reason why Xu Mengru did this.

Businessmen pursue making money. Xu Mengru's family has no male heirs, and the whole family depends on her as the only female member to support it. It is completely understandable that she doesn't want to cause trouble.

At this time, a scholar sitting next to the chief clerk said, "Actually, this matter is easy to solve."

"Chen Tongsheng, Zhao Xiongwei said you hired someone to write for you, so why not write another one right here and now to prove you have real talent and knowledge."

Zhao Xiongwei hurriedly said, "Master Pi, this is inappropriate."

"Chen Lang asked someone to write for him, so he definitely wouldn't just write one poem. He must have prepared several poems for today's poetry gathering."

Mr. Pi, a Juren, said calmly, "Zhao Xiongwei, you're just a student on government academy, but a small problem can make you so anxious?"

Zhao Xiongwei looked embarrassed and didn't know how to answer.

Mr. Pi bowed to the county magistrate and said, "Sir, please give me a topic and ask Chen Lang to write a poem based on it."

"I don't think anyone here would suspect that there's any interest exchange between you and Chen Lang, right?"

The county magistrate pondered for a moment, then nodded and said, "Brother Pi, what you said makes a lot of sense."

"Chen Tongsheng, do you dare to accept my test?"

Chen Lang smiled and bowed, saying, "I dare not refuse your gift, sir."

The county magistrate looked around and said, "This question of mine can be answered not only by Chen Lang but by everyone present."

"Whoever answers well will be rewarded by me."

All the scholars present were excited.

Although they were shocked by the level of Chen Lang's poem "Mountain Travel" at first, Zhao Xiongwei's words made these scholars realize that Chen Lang was just a half-baked poet and all the poems he wrote were bought.

As the saying goes, scholars are jealous of each other. Scholars all over the world think that other scholars are idiots and only they themselves have real talent and knowledge!

If I can pass the examination given by the county magistrate, then this time, the examination will be a sure thing, if not a sure thing.

The only one who felt a little uneasy was Ning Wenxu.

He touched the few pages of paper hidden in his sleeves, and the smile on his lips became more bitter.

The poem I spent three months painstakingly writing was of no use.

Composing poetry on the spot is a skill that every scholar must master, but the problem is that, except for those recognized great writers with extraordinary talent, most of the poems written on the spot by ordinary scholars do not pass the test.

A scholar with average talent would have to spend several months carefully considering every word and sentence if he wanted to write a famous article.

But then again, there is an advantage to taking the test on the spot. If the poem written in this situation can win the approval of the county magistrate, the chief clerk and the two scholars, then there should be no problem in transferring one's household registration.

After realizing this, Ning Wenxu felt a little less anxious, and even felt a little bit of anticipation.

The county magistrate and the chief clerk were whispering on the stage to decide on the topic of the examination. After about a cup of tea, the two finished their discussion.

The county magistrate stood up, facing the capital, and clasped his hands together. "This year marks the Empress Dowager's seventieth birthday. To celebrate this auspicious occasion, I would like everyone to write a poem on the theme of her birthday."

Hearing this, Chen Lang felt a surge of resentment in his heart.

This place is tens of thousands of miles away from the capital. Even though it is so far away, the county magistrate has to flatter that old man in the palace.

It seems that he is not a good official.