Catching Monsters

Chapter 56 Make a Price
"The academician of our Nanzhou Prefecture and I have a very close relationship." Qian Buchou was full of confidence and assured with a pat on his chest: "Don't worry, I will definitely only charge you the lowest price."

Hearing this, Jiang Yun's heart moved slightly, and he asked: "How much silver will it cost? Brother Qian, you know that my brother and I only have one hundred taels of silver."

Qian Buchou glanced at the sun above his head and said, "The market price is different every year. It depends on how fierce the competition is."

"While it's still early, I'll go with you to see the academician. He usually presides over the examination for scholars."

Jiang Qiaoqiao nodded quickly: "Then I'll trouble you, Brother Qian."

Jiang Qiaoqiao said, went into the kitchen, and took out five taels of silver: "Brother, let's not go empty-handed, let's buy some gifts."

Jiang Qiaoqiao, who has always been stingy and frugal, was extremely generous at this moment.

After taking the silver, Jiang Yun and Qian Buchou went outside the yard.

Outside, there was a horse parked.

"Brother, get on the horse."

Jiang Yun said hurriedly: "I'll ride it."

Jiang Yun jumped on the horse without saying anything. Qian Buchou smiled and said, "Look at you."

After Qian Buchou sat down, he hugged Jiang Yun's waist.

"drive!"

Horse galloping.

"Slow down, bro. I feel dizzy..."

The journey was bumpy and Qian Buchou felt dizzy.

The residence of the academician was in the north city. As soon as Jiang Yun and Qian Buchou arrived, they saw a long queue in front of the door.

There were at least forty or fifty people queuing here.

"So many?" Jiang Yun was a little surprised when he saw this scene after getting off the horse.

Qian Buchou held onto the horse and almost lost his balance. He shook his head and whispered to Jiang Yun, "Hey, our academician is a good official."

"The price is clearly marked, and no one is cheated."

"If our Great Zhou Dynasty had such good officials, it would be much easier to get things done."

Jiang Yun was stunned, looking at the long queue of people holding large and small gifts in their hands.

Jiang Yun took a deep breath: "Let's go and line up."

Qian Buchou chuckled and said, "Brother, you underestimate me. Let's go in directly."

As he spoke, he grabbed Jiang Yun's hand and walked towards the gate of the mansion.

At this time, there were several servants standing at the door.

We are counting the value of gifts given by those who come to give them.

One person is responsible for unpacking the box.

One person is responsible for checking the gifts.

One person is responsible for welcoming guests into the mansion and seating them.

"The Jia family sent a piece of 100-year-old ginseng and a pound of southern fragrant tea, which is worth seventy taels in the market."

"Master Jia, right? Please come in."

"Hu's Third Brother, I'm sending you half a catty of Beijing wine as a gift. The market price is twenty taels."

"Hu Sanlang, right? The master is quite busy today. We have received your gift and your thoughtfulness."

"Take the things back with you."

"I'll come back another day."

Looking at this scene, even twenty taels of silver couldn't get in the door.

This is just a greeting.

If you really want to spend money to buy a scholar, you don't know how much you have to pay.

At this time, a servant saw Jiang Yun and Qian Buchou coming.

The servant's eyes fell on Qian Buchou, and he smiled: "Hey, isn't this our Nanzhou Prefecture's Chief Constable Qian?"

"A rare guest, do you also want to take the exam to become a scholar?"

"Where is the academician?" Qian Buchou asked loudly.

"Inside." The servant looked at Jiang Yun respectfully and said with a smile, "Please follow me. I will lead you two in."

Although Qian Buchou was only a constable, he was also a powerful figure in the Nanzhou government.

Although he has no rank, if you really count it, the power he holds is no less than that of the academician.

The servant naturally did not dare to neglect them. He led the two of them into the mansion, which was filled with an ancient atmosphere and the scent of ink.

It feels like being in a school.

Walking on the road, Qian Buchou put his hands behind his back and asked the servant directly: "How much does it cost to buy a scholar this year?"

Hearing this, the servant smiled awkwardly and said, "Look at what Master Qian said. Our master is not that kind of person."

"In fact, outsiders have some misunderstandings about our academician."

"What do you mean by a scholar in business? That's just slander from outsiders."

"The academician is always fair."

"Students must have real talent to pass the exam to become a scholar."

Qian Buchou was stunned for a moment when he heard this, then pointed in the direction of the mansion gate and asked, "What are those people outside doing?"

The servant hurriedly explained: "Don't be impatient, Master Qian. Just listen to what I have to say."

"Giving gifts doesn't necessarily mean you can pass the exam to become a scholar."

"But if you don't send me, I will definitely fail the exam."

Jiang Yun understood what he heard and asked with a smile, "In other words, if fifty people give money, then we will choose the one with the most outstanding literary talent among these fifty people?"

"Yes, yes, yes." The servant nodded repeatedly: "Our master is upright and honest, and can be regarded as a clean stream in the officialdom of the Great Zhou."

Soon, the servant led the two of them to the reception room.

There were already nearly thirty or forty people standing inside.

Many of these people were dressed like scholars. Some were quite confident. They sat on chairs and drank tea contentedly, as if they had a bulging wallet and would definitely be able to get the position of scholar.

Some, perhaps due to financial constraints, spent a lot of money to barely get in here.

There are many different kinds of people.

"Jiang Yun?"

As soon as Jiang Yun entered the room, he heard someone calling him.

At this time, a man dressed as a scholar, about the same age as himself, stood here.

"Who are you?" Jiang Yun frowned. He really couldn't remember this person.

"My name is Ye Xianqiang." The man stepped forward and said with a smile, "I remember that before, you and Liu Xudong and those unlearned students drank and had fun every day. Now you have the ambition to make progress?"

At this moment, Jiang Yun had a vague impression that Ye Xianqiang's family background was better than theirs.

There are several acres of good farmland outside the city.

The original owner's group of poor scholars had come into contact with him several times.

However, Ye Xianqiang was a serious scholar and was unwilling to hang out with them.

Everyone in the room was a scholar, and when they heard Jiang Yun's name, they all looked over curiously.

The circle of scholars is actually very small, and any slight disturbance will spread.

The news that a scholar married a young lady from a wealthy family had already spread in the local area.

Most people looked at Jiang Yun with contempt and envy.

There is envy and contempt.

However, those present were all scholars, and they naturally could not say sarcastic words to their faces in public, as it would also damage their demeanor.

But in my heart I was filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

Of course, Jiang Yun doesn’t care what these people think, as he doesn’t hang out in the scholar circle.

I just came to buy a scholar to make Jiang Qiaoqiao happy.

Finally, with a cough, an elderly man walked in.

"The academician is here."

The old man, dressed in a scholar's robe, walked into the house under the gaze of everyone.

"Students, greetings to the academician." Many students performed the disciple salute.

The old man was smiling and was about to speak a few elegant words.

Suddenly, Qian Buchou’s signature laugh rang out.

"Hahahaha, Mr. Academician."

"How much is the scholar? Give me an offer, Lao Qian."

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