"Nephew Huang Xian, what do you think?" Chen Yuanwai looked at Huang Tinghui, expecting Huang Tinghui to give an answer.

Ever since he met Huang Tinghui, Chen Yuanwai had a great appreciation for Huang Tinghui's talent. The great scholar in the provincial capital was not an ordinary person.

That person has passed the examination and is qualified to be an official.

To the ordinary people, the official was a god-like existence, and Chen Yuanwai also tried very hard to get his child to be named by that great Confucian.

Where do ordinary people get this opportunity?

Chen Yuanwai wanted to recommend Huang Tinghui to that person as a disciple, but in the final analysis, Chen Yuanwai was just a landlord and a merchant.

If the imperial court had not relaxed its attitude toward the imperial examination, it would have been difficult for his son to take the imperial examination because he was a merchant.

Although the reputation of book boys is not very good, it is already a great opportunity for ordinary people.

If Chen Yuanwai had not been optimistic about Huang Tinghui, he would not have thought of making Huang Tinghui his son's scholar, so that Huang Tinghui could also be influenced by the great Confucian.

Hearing Yuan Wai Chen's words, Huang Xiaozhu showed an envious look. For a guy like him, if he could become the school boy of Yuan Wai Chen's son, it would be no less than a step to the sky.

In an era of solidified classes, if there is this opportunity, it will be a huge opportunity for ordinary people.

Even the old patriarch looked at Huang Tinghui, full of expectations.

But Huang Tinghui was silent at this time. He naturally knew that Chen Yuanwai asked him to be his son's book boy, which was definitely a way of supporting him.

Where do ordinary people get so many protagonist auras?

After he came to this world, although his memory and physical strength have improved a lot, Huang Tinghui is not so arrogant that he can rise all the way to the top of the exam and become a top scholar just by talking.

For Huang Tinghui, being admitted as a scholar is already a blessing.

The ancient imperial examination was similar to the college entrance examination, only a little more difficult. Even if he came from time to time, Huang Tinghui had no confidence that he could beat those of his contemporaries.

The scenes in novels where you win three yuan in a row and slap someone in the face are purely the imagination of the authors of those novels.

If you take those things seriously, your head will be really watty.

Being low-key and obscenely developed is the way to go.

Don't look down on the status of a scholar. If you take the next step and pass the Juren Examination, you will have the qualifications to be an official.

This is also why after Fan Jin won the exam, he was so excited and confused, and the people around him looked at him differently.

Not to mention Fan Jin, this would be a bit unbearable for every ordinary person.

Later, Fan Jin became a Jinshi in one fell swoop, and eventually became the admiral of the academy. This was a senior official of the third rank, equivalent to the head of the modern provincial education department.

Besides, the scholar status in this era was a privileged class. Firstly, he was exempted from kneeling when meeting officials. Secondly, he was exempted from taxes. Thirdly, he was exempted from corvee. Fourthly, he received preferential treatment in criminal law. Fifthly, he had privileges in wearing clothes.

Not to mention that scholars can receive one tael of silver and thirty liters of rice from the government every month, but they are also exempted from taxes and corvee, which makes ordinary people envious.

Chen Yuanwai provided Huang Tinghui with the identity of a scholar. Although this identity did not directly turn Huang Tinghui into a scholar, it also greatly increased the possibility of Huang Tinghui becoming a scholar, and even going further.

It can be said to be a huge opportunity. Ordinary people will not get this opportunity even if they squeeze their heads.

"Brother Hui, agree to it, agree to it, this is a rare opportunity!"

"Brother Hui, Brother Hui!" Huang Xiaozhu reminded excitedly. Even the old patriarch looked at Huang Tinghui expectantly.

But at this time, Huang Tinghui was silent. He was having a fierce ideological struggle. He was very hesitant. After all, this was more or less an opportunity.

If you miss it, he may never meet again!

On the one hand, it is possible for a child to have no worries and to be a scholar.

On the other hand, you have to find a teacher yourself and worry about the children's exams.

Anyone who wants to take shortcuts will agree to Chen Yuanwai's suggestion.

Huang Tinghui breathed out slightly at this time, as if he had made his final decision.

In Huang Xiaozhu's excited expression, in the expectant eyes of the old patriarch, and in the hopeful eyes of Yuan Wai.

Huang Tinghui bowed to Chen Yuanwai, "Chen Yuanwai, Tinghui once said something in your house. This is also Tinghui's intention."

"If a person's will can be easily changed, then even if he studies or becomes an official, his will will drift with the tide."

"Tinghui doesn't want to take shortcuts and become a person whose mind will change!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen!"

Huang Tinghui said to Chen Yuanwai in an extremely apologetic tone.

"It should be noted that the young man Ling Yunzhi once claimed to be the best in the world!" Chen Yuanwai softly read out the words Huang Tinghui said in his house. It was obvious that Chen Yuanwai knew this sentence from his housekeeper.

"Chen knows!" Chen Yuanwai looked at Huang Tinghui with extremely pleased eyes. At this time, he no longer simply appreciated Huang Tinghui's talent, but also had some admiration for Huang Tinghui.

I never thought that one day I would feel this way about a boy who is similar in age to my son.

"Chen did not misjudge you, nephew Huang Xian!" After saying this, Huang Yuanwai bowed to Huang Tinghui in the manner of a scholar.

"Since my nephew has made his own decision, Chen will not bother me any more. If I have time tomorrow, my nephew Huang can come to Chen's residence."

"Chen is not talented and has never been able to win the exam in his life!"

"But there are still a lot of books at home. Nephew Huang Xian is welcome to come to me to borrow books at any time!" Chen Yuanwai also knew that Huang Tinghui's family situation was not good, so he suggested this.

"As long as he is free, Tinghui will bother you more in the future!"

"Thank you, Uncle Chen!" Huang Tinghui, who has been influenced by modern thoughts, is certainly not a poor scholar who clings to the past.

He immediately got closer to Mr. Chen.

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Don't bother me, don't bother me. It's not too late to welcome you. When the time comes, I will ask my butler to prepare a pot of good tea, just waiting for you to come over when you are free!" Chen Yuanwai stroked his beard and said to Huang Tinghui with a smile.

"I have some things to do at home today, so I'll take my leave first!"

"No need to send you far away!" Mr. Chen was also a free and easy man. After saying this, he turned and left.

Only Huang Xiaozhu was left looking at Huang Tinghui and the old patriarch in confusion, "Tinghui, patriarch, what does that sentence about young Ling Yunzhi, once promised to be the best in the world, mean?"

"Tinghui, did you accept Yuan Chen's kindness or reject it?"

Huang Xiaozhu asked anxiously.

"You have a stupid head!" the old patriarch said to Huang Xiaozhu. He looked at Huang Tinghui and sighed, "Brother Hui has really changed!"

"Old patriarch, I let you down!" Huang Tinghui said with some guilt.

To say that the entire Huangjia Village wanted to make the village better, it was the old patriarch. Now that such a good opportunity was placed in front of him, he refused.

Although this was the result of Huang Tinghui's careful consideration, Huang Tinghui still felt a little sorry for the old patriarch.

"It should be noted that the young man Ling Yunzhi once claimed to be the best in the world!"

"Of course a young man with ambition has his own pride. Your edges and corners have not been smoothed yet. This is where the spirit of a young man lies!"

"It's too late for the patriarch to appreciate it, so how can I blame you?"

"When the patriarch was young and herding cattle, he secretly studied in the private school in the next village for a few days and listened to the teacher's lectures."

"Although I haven't learned anything, I still know the strength and spirit of young people!"

"Although it is a shortcut to become the son of Chen Yuanwai's son, how can an ambitious young man keep thinking about seeking shortcuts?" After saying this, the old patriarch smiled at Huang Tinghui.

His cloudy eyes were full of admiration for Huang Tinghui, and he seemed to see himself when he was young.

I just lost.

He didn't want his descendants to lose too.

"Brother Hui, the patriarch doesn't blame you. This is the path you chose."

"The patriarch also hopes that you can succeed, because this is not only my glory, but also the glory of our Huangjia Village."

Having said this, the old patriarch's lips trembled, as if he had made a difficult decision.

After heaving a long sigh of relief, the old patriarch said to Huang Tinghui: "Brother Hui, come next spring, you can go to the city with the patriarch!"

"The old patriarch will take you to find that old friend!" After saying that, the old patriarch walked out tremblingly on his crutches.
Chapter completed!