As soon as the list was posted, Zhou Lang and Zhou Lang squeezed in together with Zhou Lizhong to take a look. Although there were not as many candidates as there were for the Ming Jing Examination and the Jinshi Examination in Beijing, there were more candidates plus their families.
Everyone squeezed in noisily. Zhou Zuolang's hair almost fell apart. He was pushed by someone behind him and almost hit the bulletin wall.
But this also allowed him to see the announcement as soon as he looked up.
There were only twelve people in two rows. How long could it be? He looked directly down from the first place. When he saw the bottom, his eyes widened slightly. While Zhou Lang and Zhou Lizhong were still trying to squeeze in, he had already
He shouted: "I got it, I got it, Da Tou, you got it!"
"Really?" Zhou Lizhong, who was caught in the crowd, wanted to squeeze forward, but couldn't squeeze in. He wanted to jump up and look, but he was pinched from left to right and it was difficult to move. He could only try to stand on tiptoes, but he could only look.
With a heavy head, he could only ask loudly: "Second uncle, how many of me are there? Are you in front of me? Can I pick a good position..."
"Fifth place, fifth place!"
Zhou Lizhong's eyes widened, and he was so surprised that he stopped squeezing in and started to squeeze out. However, it was more difficult to go backwards. It took a long time to squeeze out, and half of his hair was scattered.
Zhou Lang also squeezed out, his face red with excitement, "Good boy, you can do it!"
Even the honest Zhou Lang couldn't help but said: "The children of our Zhou family are smart. Who are we picking up?"
Anyway, it's definitely not their father, then it's their mother, well, it might also be their grandparents, after all, my uncle was also very smart before.
Zhou Lizhong narrowed his eyes with a smile and said to Zhou Lang: "My sister-in-law said it was because we often had sweets when we were young, so we were smarter than others."
"Nonsense, that's sugar, not pig brains or sheep brains. How can you become smart after eating them?"
Zhou Lizhong: "...Uncle Third, what does this have to do with pig brains and sheep brains? Can they still be smarter than humans?"
Zhou Lang scratched his head in confusion, "Isn't it said that what you eat will make you better? No matter how smart pigs and sheep are, it's still their brains, and they will get some supplements no matter how much they eat."
Zhou Lizhong:……
He tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "No, my sister-in-law was smiling when she said it, but it didn't look like she was lying to us. We are smarter than others because of our parents and elders, but we must be able to eat well."
It’s because we always have candy to eat.”
Zhou Lang was stunned, "Then you write to your younger brothers and sisters and ask them to buy more candies for Wutou when they have nothing to do?"
After finally squeezing out, Zhou Erlang touched his hair that had fallen down and asked, "What kind of candy?"
Zhou Lizhong was startled, "Second uncle, why are you like this?"
"Don't worry about it," Zhou Zuorang grabbed him and said, "You passed the exam. Come on, let's go back and prepare some gifts. I'll take you to give gifts to the county magistrate. We have to choose a good location."
Because Qili Village is some distance from the county seat, Zhou Lizhong stayed at the Guan family's house during his studies.
The Guan family has a yard in the county town. They bought it for Guan Yong when he was studying in the county town and when he and Zhou Lixin got married.
Zhou Erlang and the others just came to see the results today. They didn't bring gifts, but they did bring money, but not many.
So they went directly to the Guan family to borrow money.
The Guan family is now lived by Guan Yong's cousin Guan Fan. The couple is now running the dowry restaurant for her elder sister-in-law Zhou Lixin. They are both at the restaurant at the moment.
As soon as Zhou Lang said he wanted to borrow money to give gifts, he ran home to get the money without thinking. He took out more than ten pieces of money and said, "This is not sent back to the village. Is it enough? If not, I will borrow some from the owners of several nearby shops."
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"That's enough, that's enough," Zhou Lang said with a smile: "It's not good to give too expensive gifts. People who don't know may think that we bought our quota."
"Yes, yes, it's not good to give something too heavy," Guan Fan thought for a while and said, "I heard that the county magistrate loves to drink. The best wine in our county is Jiannanchun."
Zhou Erlang also wanted to give away wine, so he stood up and said, "I'm going to buy it now."
He also gave some money to Zhou Lang and Zhou Lizhong, and said: "Go and buy some snacks, fruit boxes, and cloth. It's hard to give away some good stuff. The good stuff is too expensive. The county magistrate is also a scholar, so just give me some pens, ink, paper, and inkstones."
Zhou Lizhong: "...Second uncle, that thing is more expensive."
"Then it's just like a single delivery. You go pick it up. Hurry up. We have to hurry up. They might have already left."
Guan Fan immediately said: "I'll go help too."
Zhou Zuorang got what he asked for. The things they needed to buy were not many, but they were scattered. One more person to help would save some time.
After everything was bought, the uncle and nephew freshened up at Guan's house, sorted their clothes, and then went to the county government office.
At the county government office, candidates and their families have come to thank the county magistrate and give him gifts.
Unlike the candidates who take the Fu Xue, Ming Jing, and Jinshi exams, they have a bright future and are the achievements of the county magistrate, so the county magistrate usually pays for them to have dinner and drinks to celebrate, hoping that they will have a great career and remember them in the future.
Giving back to his hometown and giving back to his former parents and officials.
As for these county examination candidates, once they pass the examination, they will work as officials in the county government, under the county magistrate, and they will not be considered as political achievements.
As a future subordinate, now there is an honest reason to bribe and give gifts, and no one will let it go.
Of course, the gifts most people give are not too expensive, and the salaries of officials are not high. Although everyone is happy, the gifts they give are limited.
The most precious gift from Zhou Lang was a jar of wine, two packs of good snacks, two pieces of meat, and an inkstone...
Others also gave me two packs of snacks, two fruit boxes, two sticks of meat and a jar of wine. It was just the difference in the wine that made the difference in value.
Fortunately, no one paid attention. Everyone looked at the county magistrate anxiously, especially wanting to ask what positions their children would be assigned.
In order not to let himself get entangled, the county magistrate said directly: "Let's do it according to the results."
He paused and then said: "Everyone, go in for interviews one by one, and I will assign you based on your strengths."
Everyone looked at each other and had no opinion.
So the county magistrate smiled and called them in one by one for interviews. There were also the county magistrate, the county captain and the chief registrar. The four people asked them about their intentions and their understanding of the intended positions, and then they wrote and drew on the paper.
, nodded and said: "You go down first, I will ask other people again."
Although they were admitted based on their grades, the county magistrates also had priorities when assigning them. For example, Zhou Lizhong was good at math. When he said he wanted to go to a household, the chief registrar and the county magistrate drew circles without much hesitation.
, the county magistrate also drew a circle, so he passed.
Zhou Lizhong successfully entered the household in Luojiang County, and then went to the county magistrate to talk about the new grain varieties.
The county magistrate frowned, "New grain seed? Wheat seed? But there is still more than half a year before wheat is sown next season."