After a few days, Zhou Bai's popularity dropped slightly. After all, he didn't show his face in front of the public, so he dared to stroll around leisurely with his old tricks.

In the streets and alleys, all kinds of people are talking about the county examination.

"When will the red list be released? Tomorrow?"

"I heard from my cousin who works in the county government that actually the rankings have come out now, but they are just waiting for the state government to record the scholars' status."

"Tsk, tsk, that's a scholar's status, and you won't need to pay land tax or do corvee anymore."

"Do you know which young masters can win? Let me tell you..."

Lao Bashi was walking on the road, watching all directions and listening to all directions, and for a while he was a little dissatisfied with the high-pitched talk of passers-by.

"Master Bai, the two days of the county examination were spent discussing your poems. How come you are now talking about this class of scholars?"

Zhou Bai was chewing Poria cakes in his mouth and replied inarticulately: "Are you thinking too highly of me? Can the popularity of those poems be compared with national events? Besides, temporary popularity is nothing. I

What you want is long-term fame, so that you can nourish your energy."

Lao Baoshi was stunned for a moment, a little confused, and thought that he, Mr. Bai, was a bit greedy.

Two days after the exam, I actually kept walking around the county town, always going to the old streets because there were so many snacks and snacks.

Little did he know that Zhou Bai was so busy in his previous life that he didn't even have time to stop and taste the delicious food. In this new life, Zhou Bai would of course have to compensate for himself.

No matter what happens in the future, at least I have to taste and see the scenery and food along the way.

"Let's go, eat and drink enough, and get down to business." After wiping the residue from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Bai strode straight to his destination.

Turn left and right all the way, crossing streets and alleys.

"Master Bai has never been to the county town. How can he be so familiar with the roads?" Lao Baoshi was full of doubts.

Somewhere in a cramped, dark alley, the humid air was unbearable. Zhou Bai lifted up his robe and crossed over a puddle, arriving in front of a dilapidated courtyard.

This dilapidated courtyard is different from the dilapidated one of Zhou Bai's house. The courtyard in front of us is called the residence of the lower class.

There are overgrown weeds at the base of the wall, at the top of the wall, and among the stone gaps in the corridor. The roofs of the wooden houses on both sides are bare, because there is not even a broken tile on them. It is not known whether they were used to fill other houses or were blown off by the strong wind.

Only the main room in the middle managed to maintain some dignity. The rusty door knocker was rubbed smooth and translucent, and the hollow carved wooden windows were still covered with cheap window paper.

Through the crack in the door that smelled of mold, I saw an old woman in the courtyard. Although her hair was gray, she didn't stop, pounding the change of clothes in the basin.

Inside, there was also a mixture of creaking and creaking sounds. It turned out to be a young woman stepping on a machine in the open hall.

"Dong dong~ Is Master Chen at home?" Zhou Bai thought for a moment before knocking on the courtyard door and shouting inside.

Then there was a sound of movement. Zhou Bai waited patiently outside the door. After a while, a middle-aged man appeared and opened the door.

Zhou Bai glanced inside gently from the corner of his eye and found that the old woman and the laundry in the courtyard were gone, and the main door of the main room inside was also closed.

The man was wearing a white robe, the background color of which was hard to see clearly. His messy hair covered his broad forehead, and his temperament was not obvious.

He looked Zhou Bai up and down with a pair of tired eyes and asked, "Who are you?"

At first glance, one would think that the man is a typical downcast middle-aged man, but Zhou Bai saw his straight back and the unwillingness and ambition deep in his eyes.

Of course, the key is the art of looking at Qi, which is his trump card in judging people.

"My name is Zhou Bai. I am a student who is taking the county examination this time. I am here to visit you, Mr. Chen Zhongbang." Zhou Bai bowed his hands and bowed, showing a very dignified attitude when visiting others.

This short sentence made Chen Zhongbang stunned several times. Would a county examination candidate appear in such a poor alley or come to visit him?

But he would not turn anyone away. He nodded and opened the door completely and said, "No matter what, just come in first."

Chen Zhongbang walked in front, and Zhou Bai and Laobashi followed. In a few moments, Zhou Bai could see through his destiny.

There was only scattered pale white luck all around him, and further away there were several very strong chains of gray energy, which tied up his luck.

Even in the gray energy chain, there is occasionally a trace of gray energy that rushes into the outward luck and wreaks havoc. Although it will be eliminated in the end, it is obvious that there is even less of the pale white luck left.

Perhaps due to the gray energy chain, Zhou Bai's introductory energy reading technique could not clearly see Chen Zhongbang's destiny, and could only vaguely see that it was an ordinary white destiny.

Wrong arrival? Zhou Bai was a little confused.

In his previous life, this man was the top strategist of the governor of Dingzhou, and he was outstanding in internal affairs.

When several counties in Dingzhou became independent, Governor Xiangzhu managed to keep the state government's finances from collapsing, retained a trace of the dignity of the Daxu court, and even finally scraped together the money and food to form a new army.

It's a pity that he only has 44 points of origin now, and he is still far away from improving the Qi-Watching Technique to a small level, otherwise he would be able to see more clearly.

Suddenly, the three of them walked into the courtyard.

Chen Zhongbang strode forward, stopped in front of the main room, stretched out his hand to open the door, but hesitated for a moment.

Seeing this, Zhou Bai turned around and walked towards the corner of the courtyard, where there were several stone benches, and shouted at the same time: "Mr. Chen, I won't go into the house, so as not to disturb the family."

Chen Zhongbang was stunned and wanted to say something, but when he saw the calm smile on Zhou Bai's face, he couldn't help but nodded and said: "Then I will pour you tea, wait a moment."

"Master, what is this?" Lao Bashi couldn't understand Zhou Bai's behavior at all, but now he couldn't help but ask.

When guests come, isn't it etiquette to invite them into the house?

Zhou Bai just shook his head and didn't explain much.

He was leaving some dignity for Chen Zhongbang. From what he saw outside just now, it was obvious that the Chen family was very poor.

If he enters the house, will he have to trouble his family to tidy up again, so that they can’t see the bare walls and make the guests laugh?

He was originally a man of great talent, but ended up being restricted by his household registration. As he approached his forties, his family was still impoverished.

Yes, Chen Zhongbang was a musician, and his family was one of the musical households designated by the imperial court, and was once one of the most humble.

Although today's imperial examinations do not discriminate against people with low status, the Chen family is a criminal whose ancestors broke the law, so they cannot take the imperial examination unless they lose their household registration.

Talented people are all arrogant. Chen Zhongbang is such a proud person. He hates being a musician to make a living, so he never plays a musical instrument at home.

When Zhou Bai came over just now, there were all kinds of sounds in the courtyard, except for the sound of silk and bamboo.

After a while, Chen Zhongbang came back from the room with two cups of hot tea in his hand.

"I've been in a difficult situation at home lately, and there's not much good tea. You two laughed at me."

"No, no, it seems presumptuous of me to come here suddenly." Zhou Bai smiled and took the tea cup. It was indeed the worst coarse tea on the market. It was hard to even see two intact tea leaves floating on the water.

However, Zhou Bai didn't show any disdain and drank the tea carefully as usual.

The old man took a big sip of the hot tea and quenched his thirst without caring about the quality of the tea.

"What's the purpose of Zhou Sheng's coming here? You might as well say it bluntly." Chen Zhongbang's face looked much better, but he still asked directly.

When you treat others with such courtesy, you must ask for something.
Chapter completed!