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

The county magistrate angrily slammed the armrests of the tables and chairs and said, "Zhao Xiongwei is deliberately slandering us!"

The sudden roar startled the chief clerk, and the poem by Zhao Xiongwei in his hand fell to the ground. When the county magistrate stood up, he was stepped on.

When Zhao Xiongwei saw this scene, his heart sank.

After the county magistrate handed Chen Lang's poems to the two scholars, Zhao Xiongwei's heart was completely chilled.

He doesn't even take a look at his own poems.

How good are Chen Lang’s poems?

The two scholars put their heads together, and after reading Chen Lang's poem, they also stood up.

"Excellent work, excellent work!"

"Once this poem is published, the birthday poems are over."

"Congratulations, sir. Congratulations, sir. Nanhe County is about to produce a successful candidate..."

"What do you mean by Juren? I think this is the top scholar."

The county magistrate was also very happy, but not to the point of getting carried away. He stroked his goatee and said with a smile: "Whether he gets the top prize or not will be discussed later, but he is definitely a juren."

"I have worked diligently in Nanhe County for many years and finally reaped the rewards."

"And I haven't failed the expectations of His Majesty and the Queen Mother."

The conversation between these people made the others in the hall feel itchy.

Especially the students who were on government stipend in the county school were feeling very uneasy.

They had never received such high praise from the county magistrate or the scholar!

Is the poem written by Chen Lang really that good?

They were eager to know the full picture of Chen Lang's poem, but they did not dare to urge the adults. They could only move their buttocks on the chairs like ants in a frying pan to relieve their restlessness.

The rustling in the hall finally caught the county magistrate's attention. He returned to his seat, cleared his throat, and said, "It seems that everyone is very curious about what this birthday poem is about."

"I won't keep you in suspense. I'll read it to you right away."

This sentence once again surprised everyone in the lobby.

The county magistrate actually wants to recite it himself?

For these people, whose highest achievement was only Tongsheng, having the county magistrate recite poems was a great honor!

When everyone looked at Chen Lang again, their eyes were full of envy and jealousy.

Chen Lang was not very happy.

He had completely expected that this poem would attract the attention of the county magistrate and the imperial examination candidate.

The reason is very simple. The original author of this poem is Su Shi!

As one of the three giants of Chinese poetry culture, if Mr. Dongpo's poetry cannot even conquer a county magistrate, it can only mean that the county magistrate is illiterate!

Chen Lang had not originally planned to take out the poems of the three great poets Su Dongpo, Li Bai and Shaoling so early, but when it came to birthday poems, he thought about it for a long time and could only think of this one.

So even if it's an anti-aircraft gun to kill a mosquito, you have to use it.

Just when Chen Lang felt it was not worthwhile to bring out Su Shi's works so early, the county magistrate also began to recite this poem that Su Shi wrote to his wife to celebrate her birthday.

"It's already the third spring at the foot of Luofu Mountain, pine shoots have grown through the steps and the door is closed during the day.

Taibai is still escaping to the Narcissus Cave, and Zixiao comes to ask Yuhua Jun.

The sky and water look just like the night, and one's hair and skin shine brightly.

Ten thousand households are celebrating their son's birthday with spring breezes, while I sit and watch the dust rising from the vast ocean."

As soon as the county magistrate finished speaking, a loud bang was heard in the hall.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw Zhao Xiongwei slumped on the ground with a pale face.

The sound just now was the sound of his butt hitting the ground.

As for the other students on the government stipend, they all looked miserable.

Chen Lang's poem is really domineering.

Especially the last sentence "Ten thousand households wish for their son's longevity in the spring breeze, while I sit and watch the dust rising from the vast ocean" was tailor-made for the empress dowager.

Chen Lang walked up to Zhao Linsheng, looked down at him, tapped his chest, and said, "Don't forget our bet. Tomorrow I'll have someone go to the grain store to collect the soybeans. If they don't sell them to me, I'll tell the county magistrate about the dirty deeds your father and brother have done."

Zhao Xiongwei crawled over to Chen Lang, grabbed his trouser leg and said, "Chen Tongsheng, don't do this."

"I know I was wrong. I'll go back and say hello to the people at the grain store."

"I don't want to be in the tofu business anymore. I'm going to give it back to you. I'm going to give it all back to you."

Chen Lang said indifferently, "The method of making tofu has already been spread. Can you convince Zuixianju not to produce tofu?"

Zhao Xiongwei's lips were shaking constantly, and sweat was pouring out like rain.

"Then what do you want me to do?"

Chen Lang said, "I told you, just tell the grain store and ask them to sell me soybeans."

Zhao Xiongwei couldn't quite believe it, because the conditions were too lenient.

If I win the poetry competition today, even if I can't kill Chen Lang, I will at least make him suffer.

The reason why Chen Lang did not punish Zhao Xiongwei to death was very simple. His current foundation was too shallow. Using a poem by Mr. Su Dongpo to impress the county magistrate did not mean that the county magistrate would become his backer.

Because this poem will not make Chen Lang a scholar directly, he still has to take the exam.

If he fails the exam, any revenge he takes against Zhao Xiongwei now will be returned hundreds or thousands of times after the exam.

Not targeting Zhao Xiongwei now is also a way to leave a way out for yourself.

"Chen Tongsheng!"

The county magistrate's voice interrupted the conversation between Chen Lang and Zhao Xiongwei. He hurriedly took two steps forward and bowed, "Student is here."

The county magistrate said, "You wrote this poem very well. I promised to give you a reward."

"what do you want?"

Chen Lang said: "Sir, I want a qualification to take the exam."

The county magistrate was stunned for a moment, thinking he had misheard: "Say it again?"

Chen Lang said, "Your Excellency, since I passed the examination for the title of Tongsheng, I have been in a state of confusion for a while and have done some things that are unworthy of my status as a scholar."

"Some time ago, a student encountered an accident and came to his senses after surviving."

"To support his family, the student had no choice but to engage in business. But he still held on to his heart to serve the court and wanted to dedicate his skills to the court through the imperial examination."

"However, the law stipulates that scholars who engage in business are not eligible to take the imperial examination. I have no choice but to come to the poetry gathering, hoping to use this opportunity to meet some students on government scholarships and have them act as guarantors for me."

"I am deeply grateful to you, my lords, for your appreciation of my poetry. I would like to ask you again, humbly, to grant me a place in the imperial examination!"

Mr. Pi said calmly, "My Lord, the sage said, 'Cultivate yourself and manage your family, then govern the country and bring peace to the world.' Scholars engage in business in order to cultivate themselves and manage their families."

"So I think it will be no problem for Chen Lang to get a place in the exam."

The county magistrate said, "Brother Pi, what you said is very true. Then why don't you just let Brother Pi be the recommender? What do you think?"

Mr. Pi's face changed slightly and he cursed in his heart.

You old official are plotting against me!