Pretending To Be a Holy Place, I Was Signed For a Thousand Years

   Chapter 179 Released two girls, let me come

   To be honest, Zhang Ming has not seen the prosperity of this world for so long after going down the mountain.

   He also passed by in Nanling City in a hurry and didn’t stay for long.

   Now that the system tasks have not come, the outside world is changing, and I just need to wait quietly.

   Therefore, he is considered to be lighthearted.

   "Qing Hui Daoist, this wide-sleeved dress is so beautiful!"

  Guo Xiang and Yin Xue chatted vigorously while strolling around, and they exclaimed from time to time.

   Zhang Ming followed the two of them and said calmly, "Buy!"

   Then, he waved his sleeves and dropped a pile of silver taels. Naturally, the merchants settled happily.

   And no matter how many items he buys, he will keep them in his sleeves and keep them easily.

   This can ruin the music of the two girls.

   Shopping is enough, and you don’t need to carry things in large or small bags. There is nothing more beautiful than this in the world.

   Even Yin Xue, who doesn't dress up much, couldn't hold back her inner impulse. She didn't know how much rouge, eyebrow pencil, makeup powder and clothes she bought.

  Pear River flows leisurely, along the city gate, and traverses the entire Jicheng.

  Painting boats are scattered all over the two sides of the strait. From time to time, women with Yingying and Yanyan hide their faces and come out of the boat warehouse.

   "Qinghui Daoist, in front is the famous restaurant Yulanxuan in the county town, let's go to have some dim sum?"

   After walking around for a long time, Guo Xiang and Yin Xue were also hungry and asked while touching their stomachs.

   Zhang Ming looked up and saw a restaurant leaning on the Li River, standing in front of the street.

   Yulanxuan is not an isolated building. Several pavilions and pavilions are connected in a row, with cornices and corners overlooking the misty Li River. The scenery is excellent.

  This has always been the place where the Chinese people in the county town, Yashideng, drank.

   There is also a row of orange-red lanterns hanging by the door.

   "Unfortunately, the foodie in Qingquan is not here, so I missed a good meal!"

   Zhang Ming smiled lightly and waved his hand, "Go, let's try the best dishes!"

   Guo Xiang and Yin Xue looked at each other and cheered: "Yeah—Qing Hui Daoist is the best!"

   The three crossed the long street and entered Yulanxuan.

   "Little Er, come to an upstairs private room!"

   Zhang Ming greeted inwardly.

   A young man with a blue scarf on his head and a rag in his hand greeted him, bent down, and shouted, "Come on! Guest officer, please come in!"

  The best place with the scenery is the third floor of Yulanxuan, facing the Li River and enjoying the scenery.

   Zhang Ming, Guo Xiang and Yin Xue quickly took their seats.

   "Pear vinegar fish, beggar chicken, fried shrimp, dry fried bell... These, and these, all of them!"

   He opened the recipe and ordered the dishes that could be named without asking the two women's opinions.

   Properly, it is the attitude of a nouveau riche.

   Little Er's eyes lit up, and he looked at the two girls, who should not be the master of the Overlord's meal.

   That is to meet a big customer!

   "The three guest officers wait a moment, the little ones will go to the kitchen to order the dishes!"

He didn't dare to be careless, he quickly responded politely, then turned his head to look into the corner of the third floor, and greeted, "Zeng Xiaoniu, this way! Quickly wipe the table of the distinguished guest, have a good pot of tea, and serve melons and fruits. superior!"

   After saying that, he hurried downstairs.

   At this time, a young man named Zeng Xiaoniu rushed over.

   He had a simple face, wearing a patched robe, holding a rag in his hand, smiled shyly at the three of them, and wiped the table with all his might.

   "Guest officer, please use tea."

   Zeng Xiaoniu took the teapot from the compartment on the side, filled three teapots, and said politely.

   Zhang Ming nodded and said with a smile, "It's time to work."

   He picked up the tea, the fragrance was fragrant, and the aftertaste was long, but it was a very good tea.

  Guo Xiang and Yin Xue looked out the window and discussed, "Daoist Qing Hui, where is that place and why are there so many people?"

   Zhang Ming glanced over and felt familiar.

   "This is Tianxiangyuan, a place where literati and poets like to go. Looking at this, is it possible that there is some poetry festival going on?"

   He recognized that this was the building he had seen on the Xiaohanshan Temple through the karma mirror.

   And the way the crowd gathered was a bit similar to the Spring Tide Poems in Nanling City. At that time, I took the top spot, but unfortunately the Hua Kui was a man.

"Three guest officials, today is the Lihe Poetry Meeting held by Tianxiangyuan once a month. There are many links such as filling in, receiving poems, and arguing. I heard that the talents with the best performance can be favored by Miss Haitang and stay overnight. , share the spectrum."

   When Zeng Xiaoniu heard their words, his originally dull nature actually said a lot of words at once.

   "Oh? Did the little benefactor participate?"

   Zhang Ming was interested and asked.

  Look at him in coarse clothes, covered with patches, not like the second in the restaurant, but like a temporary helper.

   "No, I haven't been there."

Zeng Xiaoniu bowed his head embarrassedly, "This Lihe Poetry Conference is not something that ordinary people can participate in. It costs 10 taels of silver just to get started. I can't afford it. I heard this from my classmates in the academy. ."

   Zhang Ming looked him up and down, academy?

   I didn't expect the helper in front of me to be a Confucian person!

   However, Confucianism is a kind of world-governing knowledge and way of dealing with the world.

   There are also students in the poor family, so we cannot generalize.

   This Zeng Xiaoniu should be from a poor family.

   "Little donor, there is also an academy in the county seat of Dongling County? I don't know what it's called, what's its origin?"

   Zhang Ming asked curiously.

   When it comes to reading and academies, Zeng Xiaoniu is obviously interested and talks more.

   "This Taoist priest, the county town of Dongling County is vast, and the four towns and eighteen counties under its jurisdiction have rural schools. Xicheng even has the largest school in Dongling County, called Zhaoming Academy."

   "This dean, Wang Hongshan, is a high-ranking apprentice of the Dongming Academy in Kyoto. He once served as a Hanlin bachelor in the court, and was an official of the fourth rank. Later, he resigned and returned to his hometown to serve in this Zhaoming Academy."

   When Zeng Xiaoniu talked about Dean Wang Hongshan, his eyes were full of admiration.

   Obviously, such a character is already the existence that he, a poor student, can only look up to.

   "Are you a student of Zhaoming Academy?"

   Guo Xiang blinked twice and asked directly.

  Zeng Xiaoniu bowed his head shyly: "Yes, I passed the county examination from Yong'an Town below the county seat last year and entered Zhaoming Academy. Now I am studying classics, history, strategy and theory, and I plan to take the government examination next year."

   This imperial examination system of the Jin Dynasty, Zhang Ming has some understanding.

   If you are from a town or county, you must pass the county exam first, then go to the city to study and take the prefectural exam.

   If you are from the city, you can take the prefectural exam directly.

After passing the    prefectural examination, you can participate in the county examination of the five county towns held by the Jin Dynasty.

   In the end, the top fifty are selected to participate in the palace examination.

The    prefectural examination was hosted by the county governor of each county, and both the county examination and the palace examination were hosted by the Dajin Dynasty.

   However, from the experience of Zeng Xiaoniu, it can be seen that this so-called imperial examination system is actually in the hands of aristocratic clansmen, and it is difficult for a poor clan to stand out.

   Not to mention that the number of places for the county exam is limited, but after entering the city, he has to compete with the children of aristocratic families in the academy.

   And within the academy, the teachers also have close acquaintances.

   Just like Yan Wuchang, it was because the Yan family had made a lot of money that they had the opportunity to worship at Bailu Academy and approach the Holy Temple.

  Dongming and Bailu's two top academies are in the hands of the aristocratic family.

   And there is no way for the poor students to go, and they can only go to some ordinary academies by luck.

   This has created a huge gap between innate and acquired.

   In a word: Difficult, difficult!

   After listening to Zeng Xiaoniu's introduction, combined with his knowledge and the wisdom of the previous life, Zhang Ming immediately saw the Confucian situation of the Jin Dynasty very clearly.

   "I'm afraid most people in this world can't see clearly. They can only be in the game, hoping to achieve some results with their own efforts."

   He felt a little sad for no reason.

   There is a saying in the last life, that poverty limits our pattern and vision, and pattern and vision also limit our poverty.

   He didn't know if it was right.

   However, this is like a dead knot, locking the poor inside firmly.

  The more developed the civilization, the more the poor will remain poor, and the rich will remain rich.

   "Yo, isn't that what Zeng... Zeng is a cow? Hahaha, why are you doing odd jobs here!"

At this time, three young masters went up to the third floor and saw Zeng Xiaoniu, their eyes lit up, they pointed at him and laughed, and then they sat in the elegant seat next to them and greeted, "Come on, quickly make a pot for this son. Tea!"

   Zeng Xiaoniu, who was looking up at the poetry meeting outside the window, was taken aback for a moment.

   When he saw the person coming, he couldn't help but look a little ugly, but he still bowed and greeted him with a smile: "Come on! The three young masters sit down for a while, little one... Let's go make tea!"

   said, he hurried into the compartment.

   The three of them laughed, looked at his back and spat: "Bah, as expected of a poor family, even if you enter the academy, you can't change your status as a low-ranking ninth-class student, and you will lose all the face of our scholars!"

   Zeng Xiaoniu, who came out of the tea, took a step.

   Immediately, a smile appeared on his face, and he shouted: "The tea is here, the three guests, please take it slow!"

   After he finished speaking, he put down the teapot and teapot, touched the rag on his shoulder, wiped the table carefully, and then stood aside.

   "Stop it! Didn't you see that the three of us were in a hurry, hurry up and serve three of the best dishes in your restaurant, and we have to go to the Lihe Poetry Party after we finish eating!"

   The leader was a white-faced scholar, shaking a folding fan and saying impatiently.

   Zeng Xiaoniu hurriedly bowed his body in response: "Okay, I'll make arrangements for the little one!"

   He turned around and hurried downstairs.

  Zeng Xiaoniu was just here to help, and the little 2 was always in charge of passing the dishes, but he didn't dare to offend the three, so he went downstairs to find each other.

   Guo Xiang looked at the arrogance of several people, and was a little dissatisfied, and whispered: "Qinghui Daoist, why is this Zeng Xiaoniu so spineless, didn't you see those people deliberately belittling him?"

   Zhang Ming shook his head and replied: "Many times, if you have backbone, you can't survive. Without backbone, you can survive."

  Yin Xue was stunned and asked, "But, without the backbone... is it still alive?"

   Zhang Ming stood up and looked out the window with his hands behind him.

   "He has no backbone, but I see ambition in his eyes."

   He said softly, "A man doesn't show his ambitions, he is born with eight feet. As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, it is worth living with humiliation and burden."

   "Even if it's alive...not quite alive!"

   Guo Xiang's lips moved, but finally stopped talking.

   The three of them were a little emotional.

   Great ambitions are hard to pay, and poor families are not easy. Perhaps, this is a microcosm of today's world.

   "He is full of ambition in the sky, or fills up today's wasted dreams."

   Zhang Ming shook his head and stopped talking.

   At this time, Zeng Xiaoniu returned with the dishes in his hand, and greeted, "Master, your pear vinegar fish and beggar chicken are ready!"

   A blue and white porcelain plate with a vinegar fish and a beggar chicken fell on the table.

  The aroma is tangy and makes the index finger move.

   "Yes, it is indeed the number one signature dish in Dongling County!"

   Guo Xiang and Yin Xue grinned and picked up the chopsticks.

   However, at this moment, only a "bang" sound was heard, and the cup fell heavily.

   "Zeng what cow! What do you mean? My son didn't explain it clearly just now, did he?"

   "Didn't I tell you to hurry up and serve the food, why did it get to the table next to me? I gave you a face, didn't I!"

   The white-faced scholar with a folding fan in his hand, his face was ashen at this time, and he yelled cursingly.

   The freshly brewed tea fell to the ground together with the cup.

   He was the host today, but I didn't expect to be swept away by this guy called Zeng He Niu.

   Zeng Xiaoniu's face was also a little ugly.

   "Brother Liu, Zeng has neglected! However, the dishes just now were indeed ordered by the Taoist priest, so we have to talk about first come, first served. Wait a moment, I'll go to the kitchen to urge the dishes!"

   He forced a smile and explained.

   In fact, these three scholars have just ordered, and even if the cook is an immortal, there is no time to do it.

   Let’s talk about serving food again.

   However, some servants in the restaurant are knowledgeable and will secretly replace the dishes on other tables, giving priority to serving such people.

   The three white-faced scholars are descendants of an aristocratic family in Dongling County, so they naturally know the unspoken rules.

   But this time they didn't even enjoy it.

   "Hey, guest, what are you doing?"

   Little Er went upstairs just now. Seeing the stalemate in the scene, he immediately smiled and said, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, the dish was wrong just now. Zeng Xiaoniu, what are you doing!"

   said, he walked to Zhang Ming's table, intending to take back the two dishes.

   The white-faced scholar showed a satisfied smile.

   is still this little second.

   However, I don't blame this little guy for observing his words, but Zhang Ming's appearance is a full Taoist priest.

   In today's world, where Buddhism is revered and Taoism is suppressed, even if it is given to an idiot to choose, he knows which table should be served first.

   Otherwise, even if he was given three courage, he would not dare to offend him without authorization.

   After all, no one knows which dignitaries will suddenly appear in Dongling County.

"you wanna die!"

  While Guo Xiang was still in a daze, Yin Xue had already drawn out the knife with a bang and put it on Xiao Er's neck.

   She can't hold back her violent temper.

  Xiao Er immediately froze with fright: "Woman, spare your life!"

But the white-faced scholar was not afraid, and shouted at the table: "What a courage! Do you know that this is the county seat of Dongling County! To dare to use swords and soldiers in the city, is it a display of the black armored army of the imperial court? !"

   The slightly shy companion next to him laughed and said, "Brother Liu is right! Moreover, today's world worships Buddhism and suppresses Taoism. You are a little Taoist priest. Who gave you the courage to run wild in Dongling County? Isn't it too long for your life?"

   "Hehe, Brother Su is right! This girl..."

   The short, fat scholar caught the words.

   He was only halfway through, and his eyes lit up. Only then did he realize that Guo Xiang and Yin Xue were extremely rare beauties.

   "Wu that Taoist priest! In broad daylight, you dare to hold two women from a good family hostage, do you really think that I have no one in Dongling County?! Let them go soon!"

   said, he looked at the two of them, and he had reached a tacit understanding in his heart and had a plan.

   "Two girls don't worry!"

   "Shen will definitely take good care of you!"

  PS: Thanks to the book friends for the reward of "see it again"

   (end of this chapter)