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Han Chengxuan and Fu Ruwei are traveling in the mountains and rivers, and Wu Bing, the supervisor of Jiangxi, is working hard.

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To be an academic officer, of course, is to make money by presiding over exams!

In April, Nanchang Prefecture Road Examination.

The night before the road test, Wu Bing, as the chief examiner, was still inspecting the largest brothel in Fucheng.

This gentleman is a dramatist, and visiting brothels is naturally an elegant act. In the evening, he came to the room of the popular leader, and his words and deeds were quite well-behaved, and he echoed the leader's playing and singing.

Gradually, the wine was warming up, and Wu Bing and the head card sat closer and closer.

The two embraced each other, feeding each other small wines, and read the illustrated version of "The Record of Female Generals of Datong" together.

"I heard that MSI Pan Saisai sang at the peasant association outside Nanchang County this day?" Wu Bing asked suddenly.

The top card is called Li Ruo'an, and seeing the deeds of many Datong female generals, I feel infinite yearning and envy in my heart. But he could only make amends and said with a smile: "I'm a girl from a brothel, how can I know the whereabouts of Datong's female general? If you are interested, sir, you can go to the village to find Miss Na Pan."

Wu Bing sighed: "I want to go, but I'm afraid that unruly people will kill officials and rebel."

Li Ruo laughed angrily and said, "Sir, if you don't mess with them, how can unruly people kill officials?"

"Right."

Wu Bing's heart suddenly became hot, and he planned to meet Mrs. Pan of MSI that day when he came back from presiding over the examinations in various prefectures. Presumably, with his talent and generosity, he will definitely please Mrs. Pan, and maybe he will escape from the rebels and be taken into his house as a concubine.

No, it cannot be taken into the house!

If she broke away from the rebels and became a concubine, Mrs. Pan would not be Tianweixing, so what's the fun in dating?

Wu Bing not only likes reciting poems and singing songs, but also loves reading martial arts novels.

"Green Peony" tells the love story between Luo Hongxun, the son of Jiangmen, and Hua Bilian, the heroine of Jianghu, during the period of Wu Zetian. This novel has been adapted into an opera by Wu Bing.

There is also "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", which is popular in the south of the Yangtze River. Wu Bing is also in the process of adapting it. He especially likes the chivalrous girl Huang Rong. Not only is she a chivalrous woman, but she is also a smart and talented woman, and she simply belongs to the white lotus in the minds of scholars.

When he came to Jiangxi to take office at the beginning of the year, when Wu Bing read the "Records of Female Generals of Datong", his first reaction was that he felt like a treasure.

He has a wish, that is, during his tenure in Jiangxi, he will visit 108 female generals of Datong, and make good friends with those "championes".

In the "History of the Ming Dynasty" compiled by the Qing Dynasty and "Records of Officials Martyred in the Imperial Ding Dynasty", Wu Bing committed suicide and died of a hunger strike for seven days.

However, in the history books compiled by the survivors of the late Ming Dynasty, Wu Bing surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and died of dysentery soon after he surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. Moreover, Qu Gongmei, a relative of Wu Bing's friend, also recorded in the "爝火录" that he surrendered to the Qing Dynasty.

Which statement is more reliable is up to everyone to understand.

After some refreshment, Wu Bing walked away from the brothel, and went to the Gongyuan in a sedan chair in the middle of the night. He was drunk, with a copy of "The Record of the Female Generals of Datong" stuck in his waist, and it was only when he walked to the street where the Gongyuan was located that he felt something was wrong.

Under normal circumstances, at least thousands of students take part in the Daoist Examination in Nanchang Prefecture, and the examinations must be conducted in rounds in counties.

But in this alley, why are there only a few hundred candidates?

Yawning, Wu Bing quietly entered through the small door, not daring to let the examinees find out. Because according to the rules, not only he himself has to live in the examination room in advance, but also the accompanying scribes have to live in, so as not to mess around before the exam.

After sneaking into the examination room, Wu Bing, smelling of alcohol, called the clerk of the government office: "How many candidates are there in Nanchang this year?"

"Eight hundred and twenty-seven people." The scribe replied.

Wu Bing asked in surprise, "Why only so little?"

"well!"

The scribe sighed all over, not bothering to answer this question.

If schoolchildren and students take the Taoist examination, they must first register with the county magistrate, and then the county school teacher organizes the examination.

Now, the magistrates and counties all over Nanchang Prefecture are fooling around, and so are the edicts appointed by the imperial court. It's fine if it's an examination of Juren, after all, there is a chance to take the Jinshi examination and leave Jiangxi. But what's the point of being a showman? Even if they can be admitted to the scholar, Jiangxi has already changed the world before they won the exam.

Taking the exam is a waste of time, so it's better to self-study the elementary school textbooks that Zhao Han gave out.

Today, the reformed elementary and middle school textbooks have all been printed. It quickly aroused panic buying by scholars. They were embarrassed to go to elementary school, but it was good to buy books and study at home.

Anyway, self-study is not difficult, just add some mathematics content and Datong thought, and they have already mastered the rest of the knowledge.

Wu Bing sat in the curtain and sighed. The students didn't want to take the exam, so how could he make money?

The sky was dimly lit, and the exam questions were distributed.

But I saw those examinees walking out of the examination room collectively, running to the outside of the curtain and kneeling together.

A candidate representative shouted: "Inspector Rong Zhi, Luling Zhao bandits don't follow the sages, and promote that kind of mathematics in various counties. This mathematics is not the arithmetic of the Ming Dynasty, but the writing of the barbarians. It is really a matter of forgetting the ancestors and replacing Xia with barbarians. We are waiting for Nanchang scholars to jointly submit a letter, and ask the supervisor to forward it to the imperial court for the sage to listen to."

"Please make the decision, the supervisor!" More than eight hundred scholars kowtowed in unison.

Wu Bing said: "Pass me the memorial, you go back and take the exam."

"Thank you, Inspector."

Seeing that Wu Bing received the memorial, the examinees finally returned to the examination room.

Throwing away the memorial, Wu Bing lay down and went to sleep. He was exhausted most of the night, and was too sleepy after being drunk, so he could slowly fall asleep during the student exams.

As for the memorial to the emperor?

You said that the joint name of Juren to Shangshu might still cause some waves. But the eight hundred scholars in front of them didn't even pass the exam for scholar. They came here for the exam for scholar today.

"Inspector, Inspector!"

I don't know how long I slept, but the civil servant quietly woke Wu Bing up: "A candidate has handed in the test paper, will he be interviewed?"

The Daoist Examination in the Ming Dynasty only took one exam, which was easier than the government examination in the Qing Dynasty. The examiner was in a good mood and could interview and admit him on the spot.

Wu Bing yawned and sat up straight, feeling that he still wanted to sleep, so he said: "Go home after the exam, don't bother me to meditate and learn."

Just like Jiangxi, Wu Bing has already broken the jar.

One day Zhao thief dares to send troops to occupy Nanchang City, Wu Bing dares to follow the thief immediately, and will be happy to be colleagues with the female generals of Datong from now on.

Of course, it would be better to leave Jiangxi earlier, and Xiong Wencan must be impeached by then!

Wu Bing had a personal enmity with Xiong Wencan, and Xiong Wencan was defeated in the conquest of Liu Xiang, so he wanted to confiscate the goods of foreign merchants (including the Netherlands, Portugal, Japan and other countries) to make up for the loss. He told Wu Bing to forge the crimes of merchants and merchants. At that time, Wu Bing was the prefect of Fuzhou, and he immediately came back and said: "I can't bear to kill and flatter."

To put it bluntly, it is actually driven by interests, Wu Bing still has to rely on those foreign merchants to make money!

Also because of this incident, Wu Bing was suppressed by Xiong Wencan all the time, and he was forced to report illness and return to his hometown, where he devoted himself to opera creation.

This year he returned to office, thanks to Chongzhen's restoration of the nomination system, Wu Bing was nominated for his return.

In the next few days, Wu Bing waited for someone to send money. After receiving more than two hundred taels one after another, seeing that he couldn't get any more, he could only lament that the world is getting worse, and the candidates in Jiangxi are not even active in offering bribes and cheating.

After reviewing the papers and releasing the rankings, Wu Bing encouraged himself and decided to go to Linjiujiang, Nankang, Raozhou, Guangxin and other prefectures first. Those places are not the territory of Zhao thief, and he must be able to get more. At this time, he must not give up on himself.

Come on, Wu Bing, you can do it!

Starting from the mansion in a sedan chair, Wu Bing wanted to go to Nankang Mansion first, but he was stopped just after turning a street.

Wu Bing opened the sedan chair curtain and saw countless people holding sticks. He was so frightened that he quickly shouted: "Get off the sedan chair, get off the sedan chair, the rebels are coming!"

The bearer didn't know what was going on, but when he heard Wu Bing's shout, he threw down the sedan chair and ran away.

Wu Bing was thrown to the ground, and climbed out of the official sedan chair in embarrassment. He was considering whether to escape or follow the thief, but found that those "rebels" did not rush over at all.

Wu Bing hid far away, waited and watched courageously, and soon heaved a sigh of relief.

It was the mansion of the eunuch guarding Jiangxi, surrounded by countless small townspeople. All of them slammed into the door with all their strength, and after some hard work, they finally broke the door open.

"Kill the eunuch dog!"

"Four walls are guarded, don't let the eunuch escape over the wall!"

"Kill!"

"..."

Not long after, Wang Yongzhong, the eunuch guarding Jiangxi, was caught by these petty citizens.

Wang Yongzhong was so frightened that he peed his pants, and said with tears running down his face, "The hero, spare your life, the hero, spare your life!"

A merchant grabbed the eunuch's clothes and asked, "Do you still dare to collect taxes randomly?"

Wang Yongzhong was paralyzed all over, and repeatedly promised: "Don't dare, don't dare, don't dare again. All heroes, please forgive me, and I will definitely not dare to accept it again in the future."

"Don't believe this guy's nonsense, once you let him go today, you will definitely get revenge in the future."

"Kill the eunuch, the government dare not do anything."

"That's right, this Nanchang is Mr. Zhao's world, the eunuchs sent by the dog emperor, if you kill them, you will kill them!"

"kill him!"

"kill him!"

"..."

Under the agitation of the crowd, the people in the outer layer squeezed in hard, and the people in the inner layer subconsciously started fighting.

I don't know how long it took to fight, but I came here on the official mission of the inspector and Nanchang mansion.

But in the face of such a situation, those officials did not dare to stop them, for fear that the troublemakers would turn around and beat them. I had to stand far away and shout: "Don't beat me, don't beat me, I'll cut my head off!"

The common people don't pay attention to official posts at all, only a few timid ones sneak away in fright.

"The eunuch is dead, hurry up and leave."

"Oh, don't worry, someone stepped on my hand!"

"..."

After an unknown amount of time, the people finally dispersed, leaving only an unrecognizable corpse on the street.

Wu Bingzhuang took the courage to go over to check, and immediately covered his face and turned his head. The eunuch's death was too miserable. Wu Bing's legs were weak, his mind went blank, and he was only slightly awake when he ran back to his residence.

Either quickly transfer the money away, or become a muddled official in Jiangxi, Wu Bing can no longer have a second thought.

Xiong Wencan, Jiangxi Sansi, and the prefect of Nanchang rushed to the scene one after another, but they had nothing to say when they saw the eunuch's body.

Wu Shiliang, in his 80s, was promoted from Jiangxi Right Chief Envoy to Left Chief Envoy in situ. The old man sighed and said: "Wang Yongzhong, the guarding eunuch, exploited excessively, provoked civil uprisings, and was surrounded and beaten to death by merchants. Just kill any culprits and report them to the court."

"Exactly." Xiong Wencan nodded.

None of the officials dared to object, and collectively reported the case "truthfully". As for the culprit who beat and killed the eunuch, he could kill any number of death row inmates in the prison.

This Jiangxi is really lawless!