In the following days, Han Xiufeng was so busy that he had to go to Jixianyuan to read secret letters and orders to be Sushun's "mate"; he had to go back to Nanyuan to train troops to make plans; he had to take time to go to Tianjin to watch how Senggelinqin handled the blockade. Although he was always running outside, there were not many people who could see him, and he had never submitted a memorial, so many civil and military officials in the capital did not remember that he was like Fengchen Yuanqing.

It is precisely because he was too busy that Yu Tiesuo rarely saw him once in the pillars left by Nanyuan. He had to go to Wang Qianli for business, and usually came to Ren Yuer for private affairs, especially for family affairs.

In the past six months, Ren Yuer has been having a very comfortable life in Nanyuan.

Either accompany Baoer, a missionary who disguised himself as a returnee, to visit the palaces and temples in Nanyuan. While learning English language and writing from Baoer, he teaches Baoer's Chinese language and writing. Or he or she will work with Lian'er to take care of the vegetable field not far from the old palace. Sometimes he or she will lock the courtyard door, change into the clothes of foreign women, make coffee, and eat the Western pastries she makes by herself.

As the Shuntian provincial examination was about to begin, she and Lian'er disguised themselves as a man and ran to the city every few days, hoping to see the style of Zhili students.

Nowadays, the capital is not as tight as before. The money in the market is getting smaller and smaller, and the food price is getting more and more expensive. In addition, I don’t know how many people have fled from all over the years to the capital. Many people take risks without food. Thefts and robberies are frequent in broad daylight. Wang Qianli was afraid that she and Lian'er would have a mistake, and he didn’t care about her like Han Xiufeng, so he simply asked Zhuzi and Yu Tiesuo to take turns to accompany them into the city.

"Miss, why do all those scholars go to the bookstore? They don't read books on weekdays and will take the exam in two days. Is it too late to buy books and read books?" Lian'er lay beside the car window, looking at the students rushing to the bookstore and asked.

"What lady, how did you tell you before you came out?"

"I...I said I'm missing, it's the young master."

"This is almost the same." Ren Yuer smiled sweetly, then raised the curtain of the car and asked, "Brother Zhuzi, is the court releasing the chief examiner, the deputy examiner and the same examiner?"

Zhuzi, who was sitting next to Feng Xiaobao, recovered from his senses and looked back at the extremely lively bookstore and said, "It should be right. When the shopkeeper Chu was having lunch at the guild hall yesterday, he seemed to have said this."

"Please help me find out which adult the chief examiner and deputy examiner of this provincial examination are."

"Okay, I'll go and ask."

Feng Xiaobao knew that although this little aunt was a daughter, she had studied many books. She envied those scholars. She stopped her horse and turned around and smiled, "Young Master, you have a lot of knowledge. If you don't take the exam as you said in the play, you might be able to get a fame."

"I... If I can enter the exam room, I can still wait until today!" Ren Yuer couldn't help but smile.

"Young Master, why can't you get in?" Lian'er asked curiously.

Thinking of the scene where the candidates searched when they entered the examination room, Ren Yuer couldn't help but laugh: "You'll know if you take you to the gate of the Gongyuan in a few days."

Even Er had never seen that scene. In fact, Ren Yuer had only heard that he had not seen it with his own eyes, but Feng Xiaobao felt that this little aunt was too brave and dared to see anything and say anything. She was about to ask if she had actually gone to the tribute court a few days ago, Zhu Zi came back trotting.

"Young master, I found out that the examiner of the Northern Examination this time was Bai Zhongtang, the deputy examiner was Zhu Fengbiao, the Minister of War, and Zhu Cheng Ting, the Left Deputy Censor of the Censorate. There were several examiners with him. I only remember the fourth brother mentioned Mr. Yin Gengyun, the Yin, whom I heard from those candidates, and the deputy examiner and the examiner went to the tribute court early in the morning after receiving the orders."

Ren Yuer pondered: "Those candidates must have gone to buy articles from Baizhongtang, Lord Zhu, Lord Cheng and others."

"What are you doing when buying articles from adults?" Lian'er asked curiously again.

"I want to know the preferences of several adults." Ren Yuer thought for a while, took out his purse and handed it over: "Brother Zhuzi, please come and buy a few more copies for me."

This made Zhuzi stump and said with a bitter face: "Young master, I don't understand buying other things, but I don't know how to buy articles!"

"Look at what others buy, we can buy whatever they buy."

"Okay, I'll go and see if I can buy it."

...

At the same time, Han Xiufeng was sitting in Jixian Courtyard and looking at the secret letters on Guangdong, Guangxi, Liangjiang and other places in the past half month and the secret letters issued by the emperor.

However, it’s nothing to read some of the notes, but it’s even more anxious to read them.

For example, in the matter of summoning the group to practice "strike the arrogance of the barbarians, make them restless and flee from China, and eliminate the invisible peace agreement in Tianjin", Huang Zonghan said in the report that it was a scattered thing.

On the 20th of last month, militia groups from Jiangcun, Dagang and other routes besieged Guangzhou. "From Zi to Mao, they fought for four times, they used guns and fire tools, injured and killed many barbarian soldiers. They took advantage of the victory to climb the northeast corner of the city wall and Tongxin Tower, and then rushed into the west gate of the north road." As a result, the Western barbarians occupied the Guanyin Mountains and the cannon support on the military ships, and failed.

On the eighth of last month, the Xin'an County Troupe bravely attacked and suppressed the Yi soldiers who went to post notices, and injured and killed many of them.

On the 11th of last month, the Western Yi drove more than ten steamships and more than forty plate boats, and went to retaliate and captured Xin'an County. The militias of various routes fought in the streets for three hours, and nearly 100 soldiers were killed...

It seems very exciting, but it is not mentioned how many regiments were dispatched, what weapons were there, which route was divided into, which route was led by whom, how the battle was fought, and how many soldiers were killed; it is also ambiguous to mention how many regiments were damaged, how morale was, and whether they could fight again.

As for the most important reaction to the Western Yi, whether it was angered to search for the disobedient Tuan Yong, or whether it was decided to be the instructor of the court to retaliate, he knew nothing.

Anyway, this is not considered a battle report at all.

Han Xiufeng was really not in the mood to look at it again, and was regretting that he had been entrusted with the inhumane. At that time, when the Guangdong semicolon was not handed over to Huang Zonghan, Su Shunfeng came in.

Seeing Sushun's sweaty look, Han Xiufeng quickly got up to help pour tea.

"Stop busy, I just come over and take a look, and I'll leave in a while." Sushun picked up the folding fan on the table, threw it away with a thud, and asked with a smile, "Zhixing, I went to the Huguang Guild Hall yesterday. When I came back, I passed by your Chongqing Guild Hall. I heard from the people at the alley that your Chongqing Guild Hall was also full of candidates coming to take the exam."

"With this matter, why would you ask about this?"

"I think this is strange. This is the Shuntian Provincial Examination, not the Sichuan Provincial Examination. Why are your Chongqing Guild Hall full of candidates?"

Han Xiufeng reacted and explained with a smile: "Don't get me wrong. Although Shuntian Prefecture has a lot of school quotas and a lot of mid-range exams for civil and military examinations, our Sichuan is too far away from the capital. Even if a fellow villager wants to come to Shuntian Prefecture for the exam, he can't afford to travel thousands of miles away."

"I just asked casually, there was no other meaning." Su Shun said he would not drink tea, but he still took the cup.

Thinking that the examiner was his mortal enemy this time, Han Xiufeng felt that he should make it clear, so he sat down and smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of adults' jokes. Sometimes it's hard to refuse favors after being an official outside for a long time. Just like this year's students from Beiwei, Wanping, Gu'an and other places couldn't find a place to stay, so they came to me with letters from local gentry.

Zhang Zhidong, a scholar from Nanpi in Zhili who had been in Houyi Hall for several months, also asked his classmates and fellow villagers to come to Beijing to come to me. Tianjin magistrate Shi Zanqing was even more overwhelming. He relied on being my elder and working with me in the Yongding River Door Office. Not only did I ask me to help those poor Tianjin candidates find a place to live, but I also asked me to take care of the meals of those candidates!"

Shi Zanqing is not only a capable official with destiny, but also famously honest.

When he mentioned Shi Zanqing, Sushun couldn't help but smile and said, "He is dependent on you, but you can't help others' care, but you can't help his care!"

"So I can only admit that I'm unlucky."

"As the saying goes, help people to the end, send Buddha to the West, do you think there are some real talents and real learnings for the candidates in Tianjin whom he asked you to take care of?"

"Sir, you can't ask me about this. I've learned a little bit. I only know that their writing is OK and the article looks smooth. As for whether the article is done well, I really don't understand it."

"If you don't understand, someone understands it, find someone who understands it to help you take a look!"

"I really never thought about this. Sir, you see, I'm so busy that I can't even get through my own errands. If you have time to care about them. Besides... let's talk about snobbish words and have no relatives and no reason to do with them, why should I pay this attention?"

"Zhixing, Zhixing, it's not that I said you, you have already been appointed as Fengchen Yuanqing, why is it still the same as before?"

"Where does this start with sir?"

Su Shun put down the teacup and looked at him with a smile and said, "Although you are a civil servant, you can always lead troops in front of you, and don't deal with scholars much. Later, you set up the Houyi Hall to specialize in inquiries. Not only do you not deal with scholars, but you are also guarding against scholars like a thief. But now you are now in Fengchen Yuanqing, and you can no longer make friends with scholars like you did before."

"Aren't I busy, let's talk about it..."

"You are the only one who is busy in the world, aren't I busy? Zhixing, to be honest, scholars are amazing. Even if you don't make friends, you can't offend me."

Han Xiufeng didn't know why he asked the Chongqing Guild Hall for no reason why there were so many candidates, but he could hear that he was sincere about making friends with scholars, because in the past two years, Zeng Guofan recommended many scholars to him from Huguang, and he treated him with courtesy, either helping with errands or posting to be a friend of the court.

However, in Han Xiufeng's opinion, his respect for the wise and the poor is both a good thing and a bad thing. After all, most of the scholars from Huguang have never been an official, and they have not even been able to get a fame and fortune. They are very good at talking and doing a lot of articles. But it is a different matter to expect their friends to make suggestions.
Chapter completed!