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Chapter three hundred and six

A group of middle-aged and old men just lit up their eyes. When I saw me wearing the clothes of Essay Island, my steps stopped.

The little girl is really too cunning!

I didn't dare to look at Zhao Xingyue, and I could only use the light of my eyes to despise this little girl who was unfaithful.

Zhao Xingyue was not embarrassed, and hid in the crowd and laughed, looking like she was watching the show.

Fortunately, I was smart, so I quickly smirked, retreated aside, and bowed and said, "Everyone is looking for my master? Didn't he go to the Eight Virtues Mansion with the Young Master? Have you found the wrong place?"

"Your master will be back in the morning! Child, please don't cover him here!" Tang Guochang said to me, then walked forward with a look of his sleeve.

I had just breathed a sigh of relief, and Hu Yanjun who was walking by me, but he slapped me on the shoulder, "Xiaobao, where is Hu Yanming?"

"Go home."

Listening to the familiar name, I was so tired that I answered casually.

As soon as I said that, I secretly called out, this dead old man was cheating me again!

It is said that the people of the Song Dynasty are gentle and polite, and have a very gentlemanly demeanor. But how come I met an honest person after I came to the Song Dynasty?

This has caused me, a real honest person, to suffer losses repeatedly.

When I raised my head, what I saw was Hu Yanjun's smug smile.

However, he did not show too much emotion, but asked his colleagues around him to move forward quickly and not reveal the fact that he was staying here.

I didn't know that the civil servants over there were not vegetarians. Someone had been paying attention to this place from time to time. When he saw Hu Yanjun staying in front of me, he immediately pulled Prime Minister Tang's clothes.

Tang Guochang looked back, thought for a moment, and immediately stopped and walked back with big strides. The arrogance he had just turned into a smile: "I'm talking about why this little brother is so lively and cute? It's true that you are the young island master Yin Xingbao!"

Wow!

Why are they all becoming eloquent?

Just a glance can tell my identity?

Only then did I deeply feel that those who could become the prime minister of the Song Dynasty were indeed not ordinary people.

Definitely an old goblin!

And there is not only him, but also a group of fairies, big and small!

Hu Yanjun's wish to enjoy exclusive resources was dashed, but he did not get out of the way. Instead, he put his hands on my shoulders with both hands, "Haha, Xiaobao, my son and you are good friends. You shouldn't deceive Uncle Hu Yan like this. For the sake of apologizing and compensation, should you give out one or two thousand horses to comfort my sad heart?"

What should be comforted should be my young heart?

I was still complaining in my heart, Tang Guochang had already walked over quickly, and took my hand and said, "Young Island Master, you are here just in time. Take Grandpa Tang to see your father. Given that Mr. Shen spared no effort to carry forward my Song culture overseas, our Shangshu Province is preparing to propose a plan and want to ask the emperor to agree and give him a Jinshi!"

"Master Tang!" Hu Yanjun always smiled, but now he couldn't help it and scolded loudly: "You are too shameless!"

"What's wrong with me? Is there no precedent? Didn't Mr. Wang from Japan also obtained the same Jinshi as a Jinshi?" Tang Guochang smiled. "Oh, are you jealous of us civil servants? Otherwise, you also apply to the emperor to give Mr. Shen the same Jinshi as a Jinshi?"

"you……"

Hu Yanjun was so angry that he couldn't even speak.

The bureaucratic system of the Song Dynasty was divided into two major scientific examinations: civil and military examinations. Of course, the liberal arts examinations were respected. Only some military households of generations, or those from escort bureaus and martial arts schools, or even bandits and robbers, would take the martial arts examinations. The old Master's idea of ​​"everything is inferior, only high school education" was soaked in the hearts of almost everyone.

The liberal arts examination is divided into three major points: county examination, general examination, and palace examination. What can be determined by the county examination is the identity of a scholar, what can be determined by the imperial examination is the identity of a juren, and what can be determined by the palace examination is the identity of a top scholar, second-tier, Tanhua, and Jinshi.

Needless to say, the top scorer, the second place, Tanhua has to undergo a strict exam and then the emperor personally counts it to finally succeed. This Jinshi is also the best in the country and cannot be competent if he is not a genius.

If an ordinary scholar can become a juren, it means that his ancestors are blessed. To become a Jinshi, it means that at least a fifth-rank magistrate will come to Dangdang in the future. He will eat the country's and use the country's whole life. Isn't it so happy.

Of course, there are also some juren who are not very capable in the scientific examination. Through long-term hard work, they are promoted from the ninth-rank sesame official step by step and become a senior official of the third-rank or above. Then the emperor will consider giving him a good identity so as to match his official position.

The identity of this kind of gift is usually "give to the Jinshi", and the one at a slightly higher level is "give to the same Jinshi", but even the next level "give to the same Jinshi", it is also an honor that those scholars who are not qualified to participate in the palace examination will dream of throughout their lives.

As a scholar, Shen Han was forced to leave the Song Dynasty and no chance to participate in the imperial examinations and palace examinations from then on. So if he could be given the identity of "a Jinshi" he could be imagined how excited he would be and how grateful he would be to Tang Guochang and the others. At that time, there were thousands of horses in the official system, and it would definitely not be the turn of the generals.

Therefore, Hu Yanjun was very unfair to blame the prime minister for being rude.

Tang Guochang was so proud that he didn't care about Hu Yanjun's little problem. He looked at me with a smile, waiting for my reply.

The civil servants of the Song Dynasty were very powerful. Even though they received the news in a hurry, they still roughly understood the main composition of the people coming from the Heiyi Island. They also knew that although this young master Yinxingbao was young, he was really praised by the butler of the Eight Sages' Mansion. They often said that their son could be like Yinxingbao, then he would thank his ancestors for taking care of him.

So, when he spoke, he didn't treat me as a kid, but treated me equally as an adult.

As expected, I, who knew the rules of the Song Dynasty, opened my eyes widened, "Prince Tang, are you talking seriously?"

"I never lie!" Tang Guochang said, stroking his beard.

"Can the emperor approve the application?"

"If there is no major accident, there should be no problem." Tang Guochang was still very steady and did not take on a big bag. "Don't worry, my face is still useful. Even if you take a step back and say that the emperor doesn't agree, then I will definitely not want your horse."

"Okay!" I slapped, "Since Prime Minister Tang is so happy, I..."...)
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