"Editing in all places, build schools!"

"Tell all scholars in the world that they can go to the state government for exams, and after passing, they can go to teach."

As the government orders went on quickly, Bianliang, as the first place to get the news, suddenly became excited.

In the era of the imperial examination road, if you pass this road, you will be an official, and if you cannot pass it, you will be a civilian. If you have a good family, you will be a farming and studying family. If you have a bad family, you will be a farming and studying family... The family goes to farming and find a broken book in their spare time and read it a few times.

How many poor people are among scholars?

Just look at the number of people who have applied for local provincial examinations over the years of the Song Dynasty.

The provincial examination in the Song Dynasty is a qualification examination. If you pass the test, you will go to Beijing to take the exam. If you fail, go home and squat, waiting for the next chance for the provincial examination.

More and more people have applied for the provincial examination in recent years, and countless people have been squeezed down from the single-plank bridge.

Chen Ze, who is home near the capital, is such a person.

It is difficult to get over the fields in summer. If it were five years ago, Chen Ze was still studying in school at this moment, with the sound of reading in his ears and his longing for the future in his heart.

But after failing the two provincial examinations, the family couldn't hold on anymore, so if he asked him to continue studying, the family would probably go to the street to beg for a living.

Chen Zemo silently brought the book home. His father Chen Dong slapped him, then entered the room, but didn't come out all day.

He knew that his father didn't want to see himself become a farmer, so he lost all his money to study.

The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Chen Ze carried the hoe and started farming in a little unfamiliar way.

At first, he felt a little uncomfortable. As soon as he thought of his classmates still taking exams, he felt dim before his eyes.

Gradually, he adapted to such days, working from sunrise to sunset, and relying on his own hard work to support his wife and children at home.

It was getting up and washing up, and then stood in the yard reading.

Books are a collection of Chen An’s doctrine of the mean and university. The price of five cents made Chen Ze’s eyes moist. If the books of those days were so cheap, he would have read them for another three years and go to the provincial examination again.

But after that, it's over!

"Official, I've had breakfast."

His wife, Wang, came out of the kitchen with her son on her back. Her son was crying. Chen Ze went over and reached out to touch his face, "Why did Brother Yun cry? Is it good to buy malt sugar for you later?"

"good."

The son raised his head and smiled, but Chen Ze felt weak in his heart.

At this time, Chen Dong came out of the cottage and coughed dryly, "It seems that there are too many locusts in the field recently, so please pay more attention."

"Um."

Recently, there have been some locusts in the fields, but they are not considered to be locust plague, which is far from it.

All the way to the ground, the green grass was green, and the morning dew wet Chen Ze's trouser legs.

Locusts kept jumping up by being alarmed. Chen Dong leaned over and grabbed one. The sharp thorn on the locust's legs cut his fingers. He looked at the rough fingers, pulled off a dog tail grass, and used a straight pole diameter to pass through the back of the locust's neck.

He grabbed it all the way. When he arrived at his own field, Chen Ze had a few more strings of locusts in his hand. He was going to take it back and eat it for the chickens at home.

Throw a few strings of locusts on the ground, they will restrain each other. You climb to the side, I climb to the side, and finally not far.

He silently recited the doctrine of the mean, and paragraphs of words flowed through his mind...

Working like this will be very spiritual and you won’t feel tired.

"Dalang...Dalang..."

Chen Ze didn't react for the first time, and then he was stunned for a moment.

"Dalang..."

Chen Ze looked up and saw his father Chen Dongfei running along the Tiankan as if he was running here.

"Dalang!"

"Dad, hurry up!"

Chen Dong's body suddenly tilted and then poured into the wheat field beside him.

This will naturally not be hurt, but it will be crushed to other people's wheat.

Chen Ze thought about how to explain to the family when he went back later. If it didn't work, he would give a few chickens apologize... It's just that the chickens at home were all for the children to eat, so he was a little reluctant to leave.

"Dalang!"

Chen Dong quickly got up and shouted: "Go back! Go back! There is something good!"

"Dad, don't be anxious."

Chen Ze went over and helped him up and slapped the soil on his body.

Chen Dong patted his hand off, pulled him and ran away, "A official has come to report the message, leave!"

All the way back to the village, the little official who came to report the news was sitting and drinking tea. When he saw him coming, he complained: "I should have gone to another village, but your father said you are a good student, so I thought I could wait a little longer..."

Chen Ze bowed, "I'm sorry to the official."

The little official stood up and said, "The official family is kind..."

This is the rule, and Chen Ze immediately stood up straight.

The little official glanced at it and saw that everyone in the villagers were like this, and he felt a little more satisfied. "The official said that the Song Dynasty is booming now, but there are still many children who cannot study. Now the official has allocated 600,000 guan from the warehouse, and the prime ministers have paid a lot of money... preparing to build new school academies in various places."

Chen Ze only felt hot all over and said, "There are many children everywhere who can't study, so I'll say that those children in our village..."

The little official took a look and the children were standing by in groups, mostly with confused eyes, only the two children had a little more agile eyes.

This is a child who has no way out. When he grows older, he has to help his family and eventually become a farmer...

This is how the people at the bottom have come here for thousands of years. Countless possible geniuses are buried in the field ignorantly and die in namelessness.

The little officials saw this a lot and had no emotion, "The official family is kind and wants to build more schools, but after building schools, they want many teachers. What the people in your village say you are good at studying?"

The little official smiled a lot as he said, which meant to make a good relationship.

Chen Ze's eyebrows were more sad. He was once full of energy. According to what his husband said, he did not have the same luck as the two provincial examinations. The husband also encouraged him to study again, but his family couldn't hold on!

"It's just ordinary." He had already passed that stage of high spirits and had no intention of bragging himself.

The little official nodded, "Others brag about ten points if they have some ability, but you are humble. It seems that you have the ability. I will never misread it. Go quickly and have someone to receive it in the capital."

Chen Ze lowered his head and said, "You...go early and get better. You may be able to settle down if you go early. If you are too late, there will be few places."

Chen Ze looked up and his eyes turned red.

"Thank you for your advice."

Seeing him like this, the little official knew that it was a thrill. He smiled and said, "I am the first to come to your village. It can be seen that it is fate. If you become a villager in the future, I will not say that there is still something to borrow. Don't thank you, don't thank you!"

"Dalang!"

Chen Dong came from home, holding a heavy purse in his hand, "You brought the money, remember to give the benefits you should give to the officials..."

As Chen Dong said that, he touched the ten cents and handed them to the small official.

The little official pushed it away and said seriously: "Your family is not easy, so I can't take this money. Go back to the village next to me. They have families and money, but they can't go out to do things. If he is willing to go, he will definitely have the advantage of hundreds of liters and leave."

Chen Dong thanked him gratefully, and then urged his son to go to Beijing quickly.

"Hey hey! I didn't change my clothes!"

After his son left, Chen Dong realized that he had not changed his clothes and couldn't help but regret it, "I saw that he was a farmer when I entered the capital, so I was afraid I looked down on him!"

...

When Chen Ze arrived at the capital, the sun was already high in the sky and it was a little hot.

He saw a notice at the city gate, confirmed that there was any incident, and then went to the front of the tribute court.

There was a minor official in front of the tribute court shouting: "Come one by one, come one by one, go and register first... There are papers here, and I took them to do them."

Everyone is familiar with this kind of program similar to the provincial examination, and Chen Ze saw several familiar ones.

After registration, the exam will be taken.

This time the invigilator is very strict. Some people are muttering that if they are not strict, they are afraid of taking useless people and misleading their children.

After reading the test questions, Chen Ze was not as difficult as the provincial examination. He felt relieved and began to answer the questions.

This is an exam without buffering. Many people probably have left their books for too long and are worried about holding the test papers and don’t know how to do it.

When Chen Ze finished the question, it was just past noon.

He handed over the paper, and someone took him to the side room, and there was an interview.

The interviewer looked very serious and asked about his experience. He asked him a few sutras casually, asked him to write a poem, and then let him leave.

Chen Ze didn't know if he was defeated, so he wandered around the city in a daze. Finally, he bought some malt sugar, and then earned a pound of wine, bought a fried quail, and took it back to his family.

When we returned home, the sun set. The family looked forward to it under Chen Dong's leadership and was very happy to see him come back.

"Don't ask, don't ask." Chen Dong was completely different from that year. He didn't ask about his situation when he went to the capital. When he saw him buying wine, he said that the father and son would have a drink in the evening.

The family spent two days in an inexplicable atmosphere of excitement. On the third day, the minor official came.
To be continued...