Catching Monsters

Chapter 72 Entering the capital!
Many people present who had spent money to maintain relationships felt a chill in their hearts.

If this college examination really caught the attention of His Majesty, the academician would probably not dare to pay special attention to himself or make special arrangements.

Many young men from poor families were even more shocked when they saw this, and they kept thinking in their hearts that God has eyes!
How could these poor children not know that the so-called college entrance examination is nothing but a game of giving away money?

But why do they still participate?
Every scholar is confident in his knowledge and thinks that his lyrics and poems are good. He wants to impress the academician with his literary talent.

Now that the Jinyiwei are in charge of the exam, this college entrance examination will definitely be a fair one.

Seeing many students whispering, Jiang Yun couldn't help but shook his head. This was arranged by Wei Huaian.

Zhao Chongfeng was imprisoned in Nanzhou Prefecture, and he could not sleep until he was escorted to the capital.

He was afraid that something unexpected would happen to Jiang Yun in the college entrance examination. What if he failed? Jiang Yun would be in a bad mood and would need to take two days off.

That's why he arranged for several Jinyiwei to come, and the purpose was very simple.

Let Jiang Yun pass the examination and become a scholar smoothly, and then set off immediately.

Soon, the academician Zhu Chengyu appeared in front of the Confucian Academy and slowly announced: "All students, please take your seats in the five rooms assigned to you. Write your names on the tables and chairs."

"As a local education commissioner, I would like to remind you that the academy examination is to select scholars for the Great Zhou Dynasty and select talents for Your Majesty."

"You must not cheat, write notes, take the test for someone else, or bribe the examiner."

"If you are caught, you will be banned from taking the exam for life at best, or exiled to a remote area at worst!"

"have you understood!"

Naturally, all the students agreed.

"Enter the examination room."

With Jiang Qiaoqiao's encouraging gaze, Jiang Yun slowly entered the examination room.

He was arranged in Room B, which was divided into more than 40 compartments with mosquito nets and bedding on the floor.

Soon, a test paper was handed out, asking the students to recite a passage from "The Sayings of the Saints".

Saint's quotes?

Jiang Yun looked at the test paper in front of him. How could he know what the saints of this world had said?

Holding the brush, I was worried.

The examiner in the room walked back and forth with his hands behind his back, observing whether anyone was cheating.

When passing by Jiang Yun, suddenly a rice paper test paper fell next to Jiang Yun.

The examiner looked down and said, "Jiang Yun, your test paper has fallen to the ground. Pick it up quickly."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yun lowered his head and picked up the test paper, which was already densely written with quotations from saints.

At the same time, in the study of the Confucian Academy, the academician Zhu Chengyu was writing furiously.

Next to him, Wei Huaian was sitting next to him, drinking tea. He would occasionally walk over to the side, look down, and nod: "The academician is indeed very talented."

Zhu Chengyu forced a smile on his face and continued writing furiously...

The subjects required for the academy examination are policy essays, poetry, essays, and calligraphy.

What I learnt is complex.

Of course, these are not things Jiang Yun needs to worry about.

He simply sat in the house and meditated.

Anyway, after every exam, a test paper would fall next to you after a while.

The students around naturally saw this, and although they said nothing, they couldn't help but secretly wonder in their hearts.

How much money did this guy give away?

Considering the character of the academician, I'm afraid he must have given at least seven or eight hundred taels.

With so much money, you buy a scholar, what a waste!
After three consecutive days of meditation, Jiang Yun felt relaxed. Finally, as the examiner announced, the exam was successfully concluded.

Jiang Yun walked out of the examination room with ease and came to the outside of the Confucian Academy. Jiang Qiaoqiao had been waiting there since early in the morning.

"Brother, how did you do? Was the question difficult?"

Jiang Yun smiled when he heard this: "Of course it's not difficult, just put your mind at ease and wait for the results to be announced tomorrow!"

The brother and sister returned home, but unexpectedly, Qian Buchou was waiting for them in the yard.

“Brother Jiang, hahahahaha.”

Qian Buchou strode over with a look of emotion on his face.

Jiang Yun asked: "Brother Qian, what's going on? Are you looking for my help again?"

"How could that be possible?" Qian Buchou grinned and said, "I am here to say goodbye to you. The prefect is going to be promoted. I heard him say that the story of him drawing his sword and committing suicide has spread throughout the court."

"His Majesty is very happy and wants to transfer him back to the capital, perhaps to an important position."

"The prefect came to me yesterday and admired my abilities. He wanted to take me to Beijing and find a job for me." Qian Buchou was very happy. He thought to himself that the money he had given to him over the years was not given in vain. The prefect was really a kind man.

Jiang Yun was slightly stunned when he heard this, and subconsciously asked: "What ability does the prefect see in you?"

"Making money."

“Good ability.”

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Jiang Yun asked: "What about your family?"

Qian Buchou chuckled and said, "Wait until I'm settled there and take my family over. When those women heard that I was going to the capital, they cried and wailed as if I were dead."

"A bunch of women."

"What about you, bro? What are your plans?"

Jiang Yun said: "Go to Beijing."

Qian Buchou's eyes lit up: "Hey, I knew that with our abilities, when we get to the capital, there will be a lot of money waiting for us to earn."

"I just don't know what the price is at the Beijing Textile Textile Company. When we get there, we must go and have a look."

The next morning was the day when the results were announced.

Early in the morning, Jiang Yun was pulled out of bed by Jiang Qiaoqiao and ran to the Confucian Academy. There were already several notices posted on the notice board outside the door.

Jiang Qiaoqiao blindfolded herself and let Jiang Yun lead her to the front.

Then he moved his fingers away little by little and saw that Jiang Yun was on the list.

Scholar first class.

"I got it, brother, I got it, you are a scholar!"

Jiang Qiaoqiao happily jumped into Jiang Yun's arms, and then she tore off one of the notices: "Let's go, brother!"

"What are you going to do?" Jiang Yun looked at the happy Jiang Qiaoqiao.

"Tell Mom and Dad!"

On a small mound outside the city of Nanzhou.

There are two small earthen graves and two wooden tablets here.

It says "Tomb of Jiang Huji" and "Tomb of Zhao Meijuan"

Jiang Yun and Jiang Qiaoqiao squatted in front of the tomb, burning yellow paper.

Jiang Qiaoqiao said as she burned the yellow paper, "Mom and Dad, my brother has passed the exam and became a scholar. You don't have to worry about us anymore."

"Everyone said that I had been wasting my time these years and had no ambition to make progress. I didn't believe it. It turned out that they were all lying to me."

"We have lived a good life these years, and my brother has married a beautiful sister-in-law, who is very pretty."

"We are going to the capital with my sister-in-law soon. My sister-in-law said that my brother is going to be an official in the capital, and he is a member of the Imperial Guard."

"It's just that I can't come back to see you two often."

"When we come back next time, my brother will be an official. He will come back in a sedan chair with eight bearers, buy a large piece of land, and build a big house."

"Right? Brother."

Jiang Yun stood by, nodded heavily, and said in a deep voice: "Yes, for sure!"

"It's getting late, it's time to set off."

At the foot of the hill, there was a group of Jinyiwei, carrying a prison cart and many fine horses.

Qian Buchou and Prefect Zhang Wenqi were also in the team and went to Beijing together.

"Let's go!" Xu Suwen was riding on a horse, leading a horse in his hand.

The brother and sister walked down, and Jiang Yun asked Jiang Qiaoqiao to sit in front of him.

Riding a tall horse.

"drive!"

A group of people galloped on horseback.

Enter the capital!
　The Nanzhou chapter is basically over, and next comes the story of the capital city.

　　Some friends also talked to me and suggested that it is best not to change the map before putting it on the shelves.

　　However, I feel that the story of Nanzhou has basically ended. If I continue to write it, it will only be a waste of stories and plots. What's the point?

　　This is not conducive to the subsequent development of the plot, and I don’t want to do this. I just want to tell this wonderful story well.

　　The story of the capital city will begin tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)