Ming Dynasty: Domination of the World from the Imperial Examination

Chapter 61 Development is the only truth!
March 20th, the eighteenth year of Hongwu.

Light rain.

Hua Lun had packed his luggage and was ready to leave Yingtian Prefecture at night. To him, this imperial examination was like a dream, but after waking up, he felt extremely miserable.

He ranked first in the imperial examination.

It should have been a smooth journey to success.

As a result, because of Xia Zhibai, he became a laughing stock.

At first, he wanted to endure it, thinking that as long as he held on a little longer, after the palace examination was over and he got a position, he would directly write a letter asking for sickness and rest, and then report on his work after the storm died down.

However, with the court's unreasonable postponement of the palace examination, the three people in the first class were suddenly pushed to the forefront.

Many candidates of the same period were whispering that it was these three who had ruined the reputation of scholars and caused dissatisfaction in the court, which was why the palace examination was deliberately postponed.

The purpose is also very simple.

He just wanted the three of them to give up voluntarily, so as to preserve the reputation of the imperial examination and restore the reputation of this imperial examination.

Hua Lun was both sad and helpless about the rumors from outside.

Because he thought so too.

If this were not the case, why would the imperial court postpone the palace examination without any reason and still not give a clear date for the examination?
Isn't this just waiting for the three of them to give up voluntarily? After a while of suffering, the three of them finally couldn't bear it anymore and handed in the letter of abandonment yesterday.

They gave up.

I also completely gave up the idea in my heart.

But when he really handed in the abandoned book, Hua Lun was completely bewildered and dazed. He wanted to burst into tears. After studying hard for more than ten years, he ended up in this situation?
How sad and miserable?
Hua Lun looked at the guest room where he lived with reluctance, knowing that if he left today, there would be no possibility of returning.

His reputation has been ruined, and if he takes the imperial examination again, he will still become a laughing stock.

His desire to take the imperial examination was dead.

Hua Lun packed his luggage and waited for the night to fall, preparing to leave under the cover of darkness, when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

"Den!"

"Beep!"

There was a knock on the door.

Hua Lun frowned, a look of uneasiness on his face. He has been afraid of seeing people and interacting with people recently. He always feels that others have strange looks on their faces.

"Who?" He shouted while sitting on the stool without getting up.

"Young Master Hua, I'm the Huang family's servant. My master asked me to pass on a message saying that someone saw Xia Zhibai coming back and is now outside the city." The servant's voice came from outside the door.

"Who?!"

Hua Lun stood up suddenly, walked quickly to the door and pushed it open. He stared at the servant with bloodshot eyes.

"Who did you say came back?"

The book boy said, "My lord, this is Xia Zhibai."

"My master just learned the news. He guessed that you and Master Lian might not know about it yet, so he immediately asked me to come and inform you."

"Now my young master is rushing out of the city."

Hua Lun closed his eyes, took a deep breath, clenched his fists tightly, veins bulged on his forehead, and he was extremely angry.

"Xia Zhibai!" Hua Lun growled with gnashing teeth, his heart was about to explode with anger. Xia Zhibai came back at this critical moment, wasn't it just to see them laugh at him? He also wanted to continue to humiliate them.

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated!
The man was so angry that blood spattered three feet.

When Hua Lun gets angry, he can also make Xia Zhibai's blood splatter five steps away.

Hua Lun turned back to the house, and heard a clear "clang" sound, and a cold long sword appeared in his hand.

"lead the way!"

"I'm going to chop Xia Zhibai to pieces alive!"

Hua Lun didn't bring his scabbard, just holding the sword, he went to find Xia Zhibai, he wanted to kill Xia Zhibai, even if he had to die, he would take revenge. If he didn't take revenge, it would be unjust!
Seeing Hua Lun so angry, the servant was also frightened. He did not dare to be negligent in the slightest and hurriedly led the way. The two of them soon arrived outside the city.

There was a drizzle outside the city.

However, a number of simple wooden houses have been built on both sides of the originally flat road. They are very small and dilapidated, and are not enough to provide shelter from the wind and rain.

It can only barely accommodate people.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Hua Lun was stunned for a moment, and his heart was slightly touched. He knew where these people came from. Most of them fled from Chuzhou.

A severe flood hit Shouzhou Prefecture, affecting more than 100,000 people.

Although the imperial court had ordered government offices along the way to accommodate as many refugees as possible, many refugees still fled to Yingtian Prefecture.

The reason is simple.

Yingtian Prefecture is the best place to live, and Your Majesty is born into a peasant family, so it is impossible for you to just ignore it.

After hurrying all the way, Hua Lun saw Xia Zhibai. He was standing on a small mound of earth, holding a large iron spoon in his hand, and giving porridge to the refugees in front of him with a friendly face.

Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet.

Thinking of the humiliation and insult he had suffered because of Xia Zhibai, his eyes suddenly turned red, he felt a surge of blood, and rushed towards Xia Zhibai with sword in hand.

He wants to kill Xia Zhibai!
But before Hua Lun could rush forward, he was stopped by Lian Zining who suddenly appeared. Huang Zicheng also appeared at the same time as Lian Zining.

"Brother Lian, why are you pulling me?" Hua Lun struggled to get away, staring at Lian Zining and Huang Zicheng angrily, and said, "Don't you know how badly this bastard has hurt us?"

"Our lives are ruined!"

Lian Zining had a complicated expression and smiled bitterly, "I know, I hate Xia Zhibai just as much, and I want to kill him as soon as possible."

"It's just not the right time right now."

"He is giving porridge to the refugees. We are well-read in the books of sages, so how can we not know right from wrong and grudges? One thing is one thing. If we attack with hatred at this time, what difference will there be between us and a villain like Xia Zhibai?"

"We scholars still have our bottom line and conscience, so let him live a little longer."

"When the porridge distribution is over, I will definitely kill him!" As he said this, a hint of murderous intent and a overwhelming hatred appeared in Lian Zining's eyes.

He also had a sword in his hand.

Hua Lun's expression changed, but he finally nodded and pointed the tip of his sword downward.

Xia Zhibai saw the arrival of Huang Zicheng and the other two, but he didn't pay much attention to it because he knew why they came.

However, the three men did not attack him directly and restrained themselves, which still surprised Xia Zhibai.

The scholars of the Ming Dynasty still had a certain conscience and moral bottom line, and knew what they could and could not do.

To save people and the world, it is not enough to rely on the books of sages; ultimately it still depends on productivity.

Especially in the Ming Dynasty.

If he remembered correctly, during the two hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, there were more than three thousand natural disasters recorded in history, which means an average of more than ten times a year.

Such high-intensity disaster relief would become increasingly stretched even if the system was perfected, because the Ming Dynasty itself was short of money and food.

Disaster relief mainly relies on money and food.

Money and food.

This is what Xia Zhibai is going to solve next.

It must also be resolved.

Shouzhou, Chuzhou and other places all belong to Anhui according to the division in later generations. This has been a flood discharge area from ancient times to the present, and even in later generations it is no exception.

If productivity is not increased, the current scene of refugees will continue to be repeated in Yingtian Prefecture until it overwhelms the local people.

After the porridge in the pot was distributed, Xia Zhibai walked down from the small mound and walked towards Hua Lun and the other two who had been waiting for a long time.

He needs to deal with the current issues first.

(End of this chapter)