"Huh! So you are that Tang Yu! As a junior, not only do you not know how to wait for your elders, you actually want me to wait for you here! It is really a waste of time to read the book of sages!" The old man wearing a felt hat said angrily.
Liang Yan saw that he was rude and ignored him at all. Instead, he turned his attention to the middle-aged scribe aside.
This person looked gentle and elegant. Seeing Liang Yan looking at him, he cupped his hands and said, "My dear, Meng Deyi, is also the one who passed the test. Speaking of which, the rules of the Miao Mansion are very weird. The three of us have to pass."
Only when all the people taking the assessment have arrived can we go in together."
"Is there such a thing?" Liang Yan looked around the house, feeling a little curious.
"Humph, you kid with a yellow mouth, how do you know the rules of the Miao Mansion!" The old man wearing a felt hat glanced at the two of them with contempt, and said with an unfathomable look: "The Miao Mansion has always been recruiting servants.
Going in and out together will not give anyone a chance to get close in advance, this is also to show fairness!"
This old man's name is Chen Qiao, and he is an old scholar in the capital. He has tried many times to get the honors but failed, so he can't help but feel a little angry. Now when he met two young people, he immediately took on the airs of an elder.
There was a lot of sarcasm in his words.
Liang Yan frowned slightly, flicked his right hand in his sleeve, and an invisible energy shot into the old man's body.
He didn't do anything. He just disliked this person, Luo Su, so he did some tricks inside Chen Qiao's body and sent him to the Land of Grain Reincarnation later.
While several people were talking, a maid came out of the courtyard of the Miao Mansion. She was wearing a goose-yellow blouse, with hanging sideburns and bright eyes. She was the same Xiao Huan who led Liang Yan in a few days ago.
The maid stood at the door and glanced at the crowd. A look of surprise suddenly appeared on her face, and she looked at Liang Yan with a pair of big eyes.
"Huh? You actually passed too!"
Xiaohuan looked at Liang Yan and immediately recalled in his mind the scene in the assessment a few days ago, when the scholar in Tsing Yi handed in the paper in only half the time.
"Lucky lucky." Liang Yan said with a slight smile.
When Xiaohuan heard this, he immediately shook his head and said: "It's not a fluke. Butler Gu said that the three people who passed the assessment this time all got perfect marks. It's hard to see that Mr. Tang is a great talent in arithmetic despite his young age."
Chen Qiao saw that she only talked to Liang Yan after she came out, but did not greet him immediately. He couldn't help but said angrily: "What a maid who doesn't know etiquette. When I become the accountant, I will have to use some tricks on you in the future!"
He was full of confidence and felt that with his talent, the position of Mr. Accountant of the Miao Mansion was within his grasp.
"I've been waiting here for a long time. Now that you, maid, have come out, why don't you lead the way quickly and delay the executive's affairs? I'm afraid you won't be able to get any benefits." Chen Qiao glanced at Xiaohuan, although his tone was calm, but
The arrogance in his words was clearly evident.
Xiaohuan was slightly startled. She was also a smart person. Knowing that the old scholar seemed to be dissatisfied with her, she didn't say anything more. Instead, she smiled and said: "Please follow me."
After Xiaohuan said that, she turned around and led the way. Liang Yan and the other three walked slowly with her, and soon they arrived at the door of a private room.
"Executive family, I brought you someone!" Xiaohuan shouted to the people in the room.
"I know, I'm busy girl, leave the rest to me." The person in the room responded.
When Chen Qiao heard the conversation between the two, he couldn't help but feel something in his heart, and thought to himself: "The senior executive is so polite to a maid. Could it be that this maid's status in the mansion is unusual?"
He was originally an old Confucian scholar who had failed many tests. He had a weird temper and was not very understanding of people, so he put on airs for a maid at the gate of the Miao Mansion. Now after listening to the conversation between the two, he had come to his senses and couldn't help but feel a little regretful.
"Everyone, come in." A faint voice sounded from inside the door.
Liang Yan took the first step, stretched out his hand to open the door, and stepped in. Meng Deyi and Chen Qiao also followed into the room.
I saw a middle-aged man in the room, about forty years old, wearing a purple robe, and his whole body was carefully groomed. He looked like an old man who paid great attention to appearance and details.
But his legs and trousers were empty, and he was sitting on a wooden wheelchair, as if he was a man with disabled legs.
"My name is Gao Ding, and I am the steward of this mansion." The middle-aged man said calmly: "Everyone who came here is the one who got full marks in this assessment, so I will get straight to the point."
Gao Ding said, pointing to the three stacks of account books beside him, and then said: "These are some of the current accounts that I ordered people to fabricate. There are many loopholes hidden in them. You can each review them and find them within the specified time."
The person who makes the most mistakes will be the next accountant of our Miao Mansion."
After listening to the high-definition test questions, the three of them didn't delay. They each selected a stack of account books and silently flipped through them.
Liang Yan only glanced through it for a while and found that there seemed to be nothing wrong with the stack of accounts on the surface. But if he examined it carefully, he would find that there were too many tricks hidden in it, so he couldn't help but curse in his heart.
: "It seems that this executive is a veteran at making false accounts."
Liang Yan has cultivated immortality and sought Taoism. He has developed spiritual consciousness and his insight is different from ordinary people. After just flipping through it a few times, all the loopholes in the account book are clearly visible.
While his thoughts were turning, he slightly hooked his fingers hidden in his sleeves, and heard an "Ouch!"
The old Confucian scholar Chen Qiao, who was looking through the account books not far away, suddenly changed his expression, put his hands on his stomach, and couldn't help but scream.
Gao Ding frowned and glanced away, only to see that Chen Qiao's face was as pale as pig liver.
"What happened, old gentleman?" Gao Ding asked calmly, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
"Senior executive, I'm sorry, Chen suddenly wants to go to the toilet."
The old Confucian scholar was also ashamed. He always paid attention to dignity and prided himself on being dignified and a role model for his peers. Unexpectedly, this time when he applied for a job in the house of a third-rank official, such an incident would happen.
Gao Ding's frown deepened. He didn't say anything. He just clapped his hands. Immediately, servants came in and took the red-faced old man out.
It's just that as soon as Chen Qiao left, he had obviously lost the election. In Gao Ding's heart, it was absolutely impossible to give this person another chance.
Time passed bit by bit, and there were only two people in the room, Liang Yan and Meng Deyi, each writing the loopholes they discovered on the blank paper beside them.
Another hour passed like this, and suddenly Gao Ding said: "Okay, the time has come, let's hand in your papers!"
