The Daily Life of a Rich Peasant's Boy in the Imperial Examination

Sun Shan and a group of officials exchanged pleasantries with the eight examinees for a while, and then everyone took their seats according to their seats.

Sun Shan looked at the candidate next to him, Wang Jiaxing, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This broker scored the best in the exam, so the throne naturally belonged to him.

Wang Jiaxing sat down obediently and exchanged glances with Sun Shan.

Then she smiled a smile that she thought was youthful and adorable.

Sun Shan: ...

Fortunately, I look average and not ugly.

Sun Shan could accept it reluctantly.

Such a banquet is not meant for eating, and one must listen to the speech of the leader before eating.

Sun Shan raised his glass high, and the other candidates and officials immediately followed suit.

Sun Shan smiled and said, "Yuanlu County's excellent results this time are entirely due to the efforts of all the candidates present. Ten years of hard study have finally earned you your names on the list. The hardships involved are as profound as the experience of a fish drinking water; only the fish itself knows the warmth and coldness. I won't say much, but I wish you all a bright future and a glorious life ahead."

After saying this, take a sip and raise your glass to express your blessing.

After receiving the magistrate's blessing, the candidates immediately raised their glasses and followed him, saying, "Thank you, sir."

After Sun Shan finished speaking, County Magistrate Wang spoke, then Chief Secretary Wu spoke, and then Instructor Deng spoke.

After the big shots had spoken, student representative Wang Jiaxing spoke.

Wang Jiaxing stood up and bowed to Sun Shan, thanking him: "Sir, we have achieved such excellent results this time, thanks to your careful instruction and guidance. In particular, you provided us with accommodation, food, and even arranged for guards to escort us, so that we, the examinees, have no worries.

"No words can express the gratitude I feel towards you. On behalf of all the students present, I offer a toast to you. No words can express my gratitude, but I can express it from the bottom of my heart. Here, I offer a toast to you."

After saying this, show your respect first and drink the glass of wine with full sincerity.

This hawker speaks very nicely, with a lot of artistic sense and action.

He drank a full glass of wine in one go, which was completely different from his usual behavior.

If I wasn't familiar with his personality, I would have been deceived by such sweet words and lofty sentiments.

Everyone can act.

Sun Shan returned the toast, taking a sip as usual, a pleased smile on his face. "You're too kind. You should be the ones most grateful for your achievements. My contribution was minimal and insignificant."

After a pause, he joked, "After this banquet today, go back and continue working hard tomorrow. There will be the provincial examination next year, so you must continue to study hard and create more glory for Yuanlu."

The scholar immediately expressed his gratitude for Sun Shan's earnest teachings.

The fat scholar raised his glass again and toasted Sun Shan cheerfully: "Sir, thanks to your guards, I was able to enter the venue smoothly this time. Sir, I toast you a glass."

After saying that, he drank it in one gulp like Wang Jiaxing, and his chubby face immediately turned redder and redder.

The students were so enthusiastic that Sun Shan couldn't refuse.

He smiled and raised his glass, saying, "Mr. Bai, there's no need to express your gratitude. However, I have something to say. You must pay attention in the future, especially before the exam. You must adjust your diet and sleep. When we enter the examination room, we are tested not only on our studies, but also on our health. Remember, remember, remember!"

The fat scholar's face turned even redder, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Thank you for your reminder, sir. I will pay attention to it in the future. I suffered a great loss this time, and I will not make the same mistake again. I will put your teachings to rest and remember the lesson."

I was thinking about the provincial examination next year. Can I ask the adults to ask Uncle Dali to be my bodyguard?

Although Uncle Dali is illiterate, he is organized and most importantly, strict. As long as they are under his supervision, no matter who they are, they must listen to his instructions.

Fatty Scholar felt that he needed such an administrator. Only by being supervised at all times would he have the motivation to move forward.

If he were to take the imperial examination alone, he might make mistakes again.

It is so difficult to change the bad habit of being greedy. When no one is watching, I just want to eat.

Alas, only foodies know the world of foodies. If foodies want to not eat, the only suitable way is to live a prison-like life.

When he returned home this time, the servant told him everything that happened on the way.

When my parents heard this, they patted their chests and called out to their ancestors for blessings. They almost missed the opportunity to change the door lintel.

He also said that he would shamelessly apply for a guard at the government office for next year's provincial examination. He also said that the guards of the county magistrate's family would bring prosperity to the Bai family, and with them following him, perhaps their family status could be raised.

At this moment, the fat scholar was truly grateful to Sun Shan, so he drank so lavishly.

The fat scholar toasted Sun Shan twice, but it was still not enough to express his gratitude to him.

His face flushed red as he said, "Sir, I am offering you a glass of wine. A thousand words cannot express my gratitude enough. Sir, I am grateful from the bottom of my heart."

After saying that, he filled another glass of wine.

Sun Shan's mouth twitched: ...

This fat guy wants to take advantage of the free banquet to have a drink, right?

Sun Shan took another sip and immediately stopped him: "Don't drink too much, remember."

The fat scholar's face turned as red as an apple. He nodded repeatedly and didn't dare to drink anymore, for fear that the adults would say he was greedy.

After the fat scholar finished his toast, the remaining scholars took turns to toast Sun Shan.

Each scholar came forward to toast, and after Sun Shan called out their names, he said a few words of encouragement.

Anyway, nice words don't cost money, so just say as many as you can. Maybe one of the scholars will be motivated by his encouragement and work hard to break out of Chenzhou Prefecture and go to the capital.

Among the widow Li's family members, Zhong Xiucai and Wang Jiaxing, the fat boy obviously has a harder time than Wang Jiaxing in speaking.

He just said softly: "Thank you very much, sir. I would like to offer you a toast."

Sun Shan smiled gently and nodded, "Mr. Zhong, keep up the good work and forge ahead."

Fortunately, there were only eight scholars, so they couldn't drink much when they toasted.

Sun Shan was not good at drinking, so he just took a sip to show that he had already drunk it.

He is the biggest man here, and no one present dares to force him to drink.

Sun Shan and the newly promoted scholars had a round of drinks, and then County Magistrate Wang and others drank with them.

The dishes are served only when the time is almost up.

The purpose of this meal was not just to eat, but to strengthen the relationship between Sun Shan and the scholar, and between the scholar and Sun Shan.

Everyone ate and talked and laughed.

There was laughter and chatter, and the entire second floor of the teahouse was bustling with activity.

During the meal, Deng suggested, "Sir, why don't you come up with a question and let the scholars show off their literary talent."

One-stop service for eating, drinking and writing poetry.

Teacher Deng saw that Sun Shan was only concerned with eating and toasting, and did not mention writing poetry at all, so he thought Sun Shan had forgotten.

On such an important occasion, we have to use poetry to express the grand scene.

Sun Shan: ...

Hello, Instructor Deng, I had already forgotten about this matter. Why are you bringing it up again?

Writing poetry, writing poetry, only the sour scholars can write poetry. As a Jinshi, he has long jumped out of this group.