The apes on both sides of the Taiwan Strait can't stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains - Li Bai's poems are very beautiful, but the feeling of being there is completely different!

There were pursuers, so Han Xiufeng did not dare to rest at the water station along the Chuanjiang River. After dark, he held up a lantern and asked the Qin family and his son to go as far east as they could. The rocks were too dangerous and they dared not go further, so they docked.

When we parked at night by the river, what we had to watch out for was not the pursuing soldiers, but the Tujia people living in the mountains and the bandits robbing their homes, so several people took turns to keep watch.

After all, Du San is an official and doesn't want to be "on duty" with others, so Han Xiufeng can only stay up late with him.

The sound of the river rushing against the rock wall and the cries of apes on both sides of the river can be heard endlessly. The river wind and mountain breeze come in waves, and the thought of countless hanging coffins hanging on the dark cliff is really creepy.

Du San was sitting on the bow of the boat with a big bedding wrapped around his head, holding the knife tightly and asked: "Second brother, are there any banditry in this area?"

When the river was cold, Han Xiufeng was also wrapped in a quilt, leaning back against him, yawning and saying: "I have never been to Kuizhou, so I don't know if there is any banditry. But I heard from Fifth Brother that this area is not peaceful. They

These boatmen will never stay here unless absolutely necessary."

"Don't be afraid if you do. I am an official and a soldier, so I will suppress them. If they dare to come, they will give me a gift!"

"Brother, I know you're not afraid, but two fists can't beat four hands. If there's any movement, don't show off. We can't afford to offend you, but we can hide. If there's any disturbance on the shore, just call the fifth brother to get up and support the boat."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Du San nodded, then thought about it and asked, "Second brother, I think your handwriting is very good, why don't you take the merit examination?"

Han Xiufeng didn't expect him to ask this question, and sighed helplessly: "Good handwriting does not mean being able to write an essay. Besides, my handwriting is not considered good, only average."

"It's not that difficult to make a fuss."

"It's not that difficult. If it weren't so difficult, everyone would take the exam for merit." Han Xiufeng yawned and continued: "And even if I know how to write, I still can't take the exam. The past few generations of my family have all been for others."

Among those who work as tenants, none of them have ever been selected to be a scholar or a scholar, and no one has ever been an official. Even if they have a lot of knowledge, it is useless, and they will not be able to take the exams if they want to."

"You are cold!"

"Yeah." Han Xiufeng nodded helplessly.

"Since you have a cold status, how can you donate your official position?" Du San asked puzzledly.

"It is a bad local rule that cold citizens are not allowed to donate to take exams. The imperial court not only bans donations to take exams, but also wants to get rid of this bad rule. Therefore, the county magistrate has the final say on whether cold citizens can donate to take exams. Our previous presidents in Ba County

The county magistrates are all better at becoming officials than the others, and they all do as the locals do, and ask questions when entering the country. No one wants to offend the local gentry because of this."

Du San asked curiously: "Then how did you donate it?"

Han Xiufeng couldn't help but laugh: "Speaking of which, I was lucky. I met a county magistrate who was born as a donor. It happened that the imperial court had a battle with the foreigners and seemed to have lost the battle. They wanted to pay compensation to the foreigners. The compensation was money, and the imperial court was short of money.

The only option was to make a donation, so I asked my uncle from the sixth floor to ask the county magistrate if I could donate, and he said yes, as long as he had money."

"Just donate it?"

"It's not that simple. At that time, I was not the only one who wanted to donate, but there were also two people with cold status. The local gentry, especially those students from the county school and the government school went to the Yamen to argue with the county magistrate. Not only did they claim that the cold status could be supplemented by donations,

"Take the exam, you still say that donating is not the right way, and that donating is harmful to the country and the people."

Du San was delighted and couldn't help laughing: "The county magistrate's black gauze hat was donated with money. Aren't they pointing at the monk and scolding the bald donkey?"

"Yes, the county magistrate was so angry with them that he not only agreed to allow Leng Ji to donate for the exam, but also asked the Zaoban yamen to kick them out."

"What happens next?"

"Later we donated money, but the county magistrate was fired."

"Is it because of this?" Du San asked in surprise.

"Well," Han Xiufeng moved his buttocks and said with a wry smile: "Those students who were kicked out of the county government office by the county magistrate were not convinced. They first sued the government office, but when they saw that the government office did not give them an explanation, they made trouble again.

The Daotai government did not want to offend all the students in East Sichuan Province, so they found someone to report to the yamen and have the county magistrate executed."

Du Sanze never expected that a county magistrate would lose his hat because of this incident. He couldn't help but cursed: "Those scholars are too lawless!"

"Everything is of low quality, but reading is a good thing. Who makes people be scholars?"

"Baiyiyi is a scholar, they are just a hammer!"

"Brother, it's okay to say this in front of me. Don't say it in front of others. Nowadays, all the people in power are civil servants. They have to be respectful when they see the platform, and they have to kneel down and worship when they see the platform.

You can't offend them by claiming to be in a humble position."

"It's natural."

…

At the same time, Zhou Zhixian, who arrived at Linshi Station in the afternoon, was writing an official document to inform local officials in the upper room of the station. I didn’t know how many times I wrote it along the way.

Need to change the signature.

Liu San held the candle and said cautiously: "Master, before I left here, I asked the porter on the pier to leave a message. Ding Er thought the porter was a liar and didn't let him come near. I just went to the pier to check and found out about this."

thing."

"What message?"

"The second master said that the man surnamed Han knew that we had discovered his whereabouts. He was afraid that we would catch up with him and ran faster than a rabbit. In order to escape, he even risked his life and dared to sail at night. They arrived here in the middle of the night the day before yesterday.

If it weren't for the letter from Jing Cheng of the Chongqing government office, the post office wouldn't have let them in."

Zhou Zhixian put down his pen, frowned and asked, "How did he know?"

"I should have guessed it at first, but now I definitely know it."

"Stop being so pretentious, how on earth can he be so sure!"

Liu San subconsciously looked back at the door and said with a grimace: "Master, this is the territory of Chongqing Prefecture, and his father-in-law is the successor of the prefect's Yamen. Who dares not to give him face at the inn along the way. Second Master

We found out that he had arrived here the night before yesterday, and early the next morning someone came from Shimenyi to report the news. As soon as he received the news, he ran away."

Zhou Zhixian thought that he would be able to catch Han Si doing it intentionally or unintentionally. Unexpectedly, Han Si actually knew about it and couldn't help but ask: "Is there anything else?"

"The second master said that he burned yellow paper with a president from Chongqing Town to pay homage at Shimenyi. The president got on the boat with him. But it was no big deal. The president seemed to have gone to the capital to fill a vacancy. Not only did his subordinates not have any

Bing, it seems he doesn’t have much money on him.”

"That Qiu Ba has nothing to worry about. What I'm worried about is Han Si."

"Master, what is there to worry about Han Si? This is not in Ba County. Besides, he has probably reached the border of Kuizhou now. As long as the second master can catch up, it will be a piece of cake to deal with him."

"We still don't know who is who," said Zhou Zhixian, the more he thought about it, the more uncertain he became. He raised his head and said, "Since he knows that we are chasing him, he will definitely think of how to deal with it. Officials are slippery, and he is the most difficult to deal with.

Your second master may not be his opponent!"

Liu San asked anxiously: "What should we do?"

Zhou Zhixian pondered for a moment and said with a sullen face: "I blame me for forgetting to tell your second master that if I don't catch up within three days, I don't have to catch up anymore. Now I can only do my best and obey fate."

"Master, how can I do this?"
Chapter completed!