"I don't mean anything." The third uncle chuckled and said, "I just want to show his grandfather whether those three dolls are destined to be scholars."
Who is Wang Xingye? He is smarter than a monkey when he sticks to his hair. How could he not know what his third uncle meant?
Do the tribesmen know that Wang Xian was an uneducated and unskilled prodigal in the past? Although the prodigal has turned around now, it has only been a year and a half since he was full. During this period, he also experienced a super triple jump from temporary worker to regular worker to official. I don't believe it.
How much time does he have to study?
But he dared to sign up for the scholar examination... If the scholar examination was so easy, Yu Jian could kill those old boys who have been in the exam for decades. Coupled with the legendary imperial examination, there are many shady things, and the children of high-ranking officials can always be admitted.
People in the Wang family speculated that he and his son must have found a shortcut to Zhongnan, and there was a way to make Wang Xian and others talented.
Based on the simple idea that even a toad can be caught, and three toads can also be caught, the third uncle wanted to give a few boys in the clan a ride.
Wang Xingye, a small ninth-grade sesame official, was not qualified to influence the results of the imperial examination, but he found that he could not refuse at all, because the three Wang and Jin were considered his grandsons. Even if they could not help, they could not refuse them outright. That would be too ruthless.
There was no other way. Wang Xingye had to pretend to think and became silent.
Seeing how difficult it was for him, the third uncle finally couldn't help but said: "Is it possible that the three of them are not so lucky?"
"Hey, uncle, I know what you mean." Wang Xingye sighed: "I thought I had opened up some connections for Wang Xian, but I promise my ancestors that without my nephew, I would be just a ninth-grade official in the provincial capital.
It's so shallow that his eyes are completely black. He really doesn't have the energy." After a pause, he said: "As for why Wang Xian dared to take the scholar examination, it was actually his own destiny. He wrote a poem on the Lantern Festival last year and came first.
The officials in the province were full of praises, so I got to know Master Tixue a little bit, so I wanted to give it a try." He finally told the truth: "This is his destiny, and others cannot force it...
"
"So," the third uncle said, unable to hide his disappointment, "the three of them are really not blessed?"
"Didn't I say that my eyes were completely black? I don't know what's in the water in the imperial examination, whether it's OK or not." Wang Xingye said with a certain degree of ease: "You have to let me inquire about it, and then go home for the New Year.
Can I give you another message?"
"Then there's nothing wrong with it." The third uncle nodded and said, "Try it, don't force it too hard, forget it if you don't succeed."
"I am measured." Wang Xingye nodded.
After packing a large bag of food and seeing off the clansmen who had returned home with a full load, Wang Xingye asked Wang Xian to follow him to the study. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Xian raised his hand and said: "Don't look for me, I don't have time to worry about this."
"You brat, I don't want to get involved in this bad thing." Wang Xingye sighed: "But the patriarch has spoken, we have to find a way."
It was rare for Wang Xian to see his father so unconfident. After thinking about it, he realized that it was related to his father's background. Wang Xingye was born as a swordsman and penman. If you let him manipulate the prison and change the account books, it would be unreasonable.
I'm afraid, but the imperial examination is a matter for educated people, and they are not from the same country at all. It is inevitable that my father, who was born as a small official, will be short of breath.
"Dad, this matter is too troublesome." Wang Xian sighed: "I can still think of a way in the county, but to get the title of scholar, you have to pass three levels. The county is just for entry, and then the government has to take the exam, and finally
The school inspector still has to take the college examination... Do we have the ability to pass them one by one?"
"Don't tell me these rules and regulations," the father said in a low voice, "I just know the truth. Rules are for the ears of the deaf. The one who holds the seal must have the final say on the decorations."
"Yes..." Dad didn't just read "Three Kingdoms" to learn strategies, he also believed that practice will lead to true knowledge. Wang Xian could only nod in agreement with the conclusion he had drawn based on decades of experience.
"Then take advantage of the Chinese New Year opportunity to go to Mr. Tixue's house and check his voice." Wang Xingye regained his dominance and ordered: "Besides, you have to look familiar. Don't let Mr. Tixue forget you. Then you can
shocked"
"Okay." Wang Xian reluctantly agreed.
"Don't be too reluctant." After successfully throwing the burden to Wang Xian, Wang Xingye said with a relaxed tone: "Just ask around and let me get back to my third uncle if I have anything to say."
"I know." Wang Xian nodded.
"Okay, then I'll go back to the Yamen." Wang Xingye bared his teeth and said with a grin, "Study hard at home."
"Can I continue reading?" Wang Xian finally couldn't help it anymore: "There are so many people in this house, it's almost busier than when I was a pianist in Pujiang. I have to find another place to read, otherwise I won't be able to read anything."
"No price." Wang Xingye refused and said, "Studying is a side job after all. It doesn't matter if you don't pass the exam..." The implication is that it's not worth it if you delay receiving the gift.
"Whether cooperation is important or not, it all depends on dad's mouth," Wang Xian said depressedly.
"Okay, okay," Wang Xingye said with a smile: "It's almost time for people to come, and it will be clean when they go down."
"Can you please be quiet?" Wang Xian muttered depressedly.
Sure enough, peace could not be restored. Within two days, Li Guan and Zhang Ji, the clerk of the ceremonial room, came. They represented Fuyang County Yamen and Jiang County Magistrate to visit Wang Xian and his son, who had worked in the Yamen.
The gifts the two of them brought were quite rich, but at first glance they were improvised, but who cares about this? Wang Xian invited the two of them to a drink... By the way, he had been inviting people to a drink every day recently, and he was drunk all day long, and even memorized
What a shit book? While eating wine and talking about their farewells, Wang Xian began to brag about his experience in Pujiang, being with Zhou Zhitai all day long, and forming a good relationship with Zheng Fantai.
He became a personal acquaintance of Hu Qincheng's, and the two of them were stunned for a moment.
The two of them had been working as errands in the county for half their lives, and they had met several times in the feudal dynasty, but every time they were kneeling with their heads bowed and not daring to breathe. When they heard that Wang Xian had become friends with them, they couldn't help but exclaimed: "
how did you do it?"
"It's fate." Wang Xian said with a smile: "Actually, they are also ordinary people, it's just that we don't have the opportunity to interact with them."
"Then you are quite a blessing." The two of them couldn't help but said in awe, "I'll have to ask you, sir, to help my brother out in the future."
"It's easy to talk about." Wang Xian agreed wholeheartedly and continued to persuade him to drink.
After drinking for three rounds, Zhang Ji finally couldn't help but said: "By the way, people from those businesses were here some time ago, right?"
"Yeah." Wang Xian nodded and said with a smile: "Those guys don't forget the well diggers, so they have some conscience."
"It's rare..." Zhang Ji said dumbly: "What did they say?"
"I didn't say anything." Wang Xian said calmly, "Just doing some household chores."
"Don't get me wrong, sir," Zhang Ji realized that his question was presumptuous and quickly changed his words: "What you mean is that they are not talking nonsense, right?"
"What do you mean?" Wang Xian frowned.
"That's right," Zhang Ji said softly: "Some things have happened in the county recently. Please don't listen to one side of the story."
"That's right." Wang Xian said slowly, "Then I'll hear both sides of the story."
"This..." Names of people, shadows of trees, Wang Xian put too much pressure on Zhang Ji. He looked at Li Guan, meaning, don't just let me say it.
Unexpectedly, Li Guan was like a fool, he just smiled but never said anything to me.
Cursing secretly in his heart, Zhang Ji had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "When Mr. Wei was in the county, the two companies he established were naturally very good in nature, but outsiders can't understand it. They just say 'collusion between government and businessmen'.
, and other weird words, as well as the impeachment of the imperial censor, the elder is under great pressure now." He paused and said: "And there are also big problems with the accounts of the two companies. In order to pay less to the government, they
Transfer a large amount of income and keep the surplus very low..."
"So?" Wang Xian's tone became even calmer.
"So," Zhang Ji swallowed and whispered, "The county magistrate wants to see if he can go back to the county during the Chinese New Year to discuss and change the regulations...
"How to change the law?"
"Let the businessmen withdraw their shares..." Zhang Jiqiang said with a smile: "Of course it will not cut off their livelihood. After withdrawing their shares, the government will give them priority to authorize them to operate." Seeing that Wang Xian had no reaction, he boldly explained: "This way
If the government and businessmen are separated, there will be much less property. The government will only take a fixed amount of money from selling bags, and any extra money will belong to the merchants, so there will be no disputes between the two parties."
After hearing this, Wang Xian couldn't help but sigh: Who said that the ancients had no economic acumen? Is this dissatisfaction the solution? But this is because he is ignorant. This tax farming system is also called the merchant farming system. It was popular in the Song Dynasty, especially the Southern Song Dynasty. In the Yuan Dynasty, it became even more popular.
It became the only way for Mongolians who did not understand economics to collect profits and taxes. At that time, almost all the power of tax collection and monopoly was contracted out by the Mongolian Yuan government, and was taken over by wealthy businessmen to collect taxes or monopolize sales for the government.
But this does not affect his judgment, because he is too clear about the tricks involved - Jiang Zhixian has been tossing and tossing, and it must be to create opportunities for those big dog owners who are not willing to give up, so that they can gain control of the company.
After Zhang Ji finished speaking for a while, when he saw that Wang Xian was silent and his face became increasingly cold, he couldn't help but twitch in his heart and poked Li Guan hard with his toes.
However, Li Guan stepped on his toes, which was so painful that Zhang Ji couldn't help but say, "Ouch," he said.
"What?" Wang Xian frowned.
"It's okay, I, I..." Zhang Ji smiled bitterly and said, "Hit his toes on the table legs."
"Be careful," Wang Xian said lightly. Zhang Jigang was about to agree, but he heard him continue quietly: "I mean your lord."
"Oh?" Zhang Jin condensed and whispered: "What do you mean, sir?"
"What I mean is that the government must be trustworthy, and it is difficult to change things that have been publicly announced." Wang Xian said coldly: "Jiang Zhixian only thinks about his own face, what about the face of his predecessor, Mr. Wei?"
After a while, he said with an unabashed threat: "Master Wei is now a member of the Imperial Academy, serving the emperor."