Zhou Mengchen's worries soon became a reality.

A few days later, Huang Zhubo came to the door again.

He was still wearing a loose Taoist robe. His face was as sad as a few days ago. He was wandering in front of the wooden door of the Zhou family. But when he heard the wooden door move, Zhou Mengchen pushed the door out and said, "Uncle, you are here." Zhou Mengchen saw Huang Zhubo's face was not good and said, "Uncle, let's not talk at home, where can I go to the bell and drum tower."

Huang Zhubo also knew that his sister was in poor health, so he sighed and said, "Okay."

One by one, one by one, the two climbed to the third floor of the Bell and Drum Tower. From here, they looked northwest and saw the rolling Yangtze River flowing eastward from the southwest. And to the northwest, there is Hanyang Gate, and the Yellow Crane Tower outside the Hanyang Gate and the Yellow Crane Rock outside the Yellow Crane Tower.

Master Huang sighed long and said, "You can see that the situation is not good."

Zhou Mengchen said, "Please speak for your uncle."

Huang Zhubo said, "According to your words, I told the matter to a few old brothers, and they were all willing to work hard. I also secretly talked to the master. The county master dared not not to give us the old people in the county government. Therefore, the competition has been confirmed."

After hearing this, Zhou Mengchen secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you uncle."

What Zhou Mengchen is worried about is that everything is done in secret. No matter how talented he has, he will not even have the chance to show it on stage. As long as there is a platform for competition, Zhou Mengchen has confidence that is better than most contemporary people. This is already a very modest statement.

If you don’t be humble, Zhou Mengchen feels that no one can beat him in Wuchang City at least in the way of astronomical mathematics.

Master Huang sighed and said, "It's a pity that I underestimated the county lord. I don't know what the county lord has prepared, but I must have it. I can't do anything about this."

Zhou Mengchen said, "Please rest assured uncle, justice is in the hearts of the people."

Huang Zhubo said: "I left a lot of relationships before I invited Professor Feng from the school. Professor Feng Li was proficient in math and was also very famous between Jianghan. This time, even if Fei Xiong could not succeed, as long as he was appreciated by Professor Feng, he would have a reputation in Wuchang City in the future."

In ancient times, it was a good reputation for eating.

Even if Zhou Mengchen did not succeed, as long as he could be known for his proficiency in math, he might not have a bowl of food in the future. After all, the way of mathematics is also a specialized science. Although his status was not high in ancient times, it was definitely not useless.

Zhou Mengchen was moved and said, "I understand, my nephew."

Huang Zhubo clearly has no hope for Zhou Mengchen to pass this assault.

After all, this competition was unfair from the beginning. He certainly knew the origin of Zhou Mengchen's family. However, Zhou Mengchen was able to pass this unfair competition, but he didn't have any hope for such a worldly manner. People who hang out in the power field were superstitious about power itself.

If Huang Zhubo had to choose by himself, he would rather let Zhou Mengchen take the lead and exchange some other interests from the county magistrate through other methods, such as Huang Zhubo said before, and place a location in the county government.

But at this point, it is no longer Huang Zhubo’s own business.

Many people don’t care whether Zhou Mengchen can succeed to his post, but these clerks must explain one thing to the county magistrate with Zhou Mengchen’s matter, that is, the shortage of clerks and officials must not be moved easily.

Master Huang understood these inside stories, but didn't know how to speak. He just opened his mouth and said, "Go back, don't tell your mother about this today. Don't worry about him, don't worry, I'm there. My Huang family has been in Wuchang City for more than ten years, and will always find a way out for you."

Zhou Mengchen asked Huang Zhubo to speak because he didn't want his mother to worry, so he naturally agreed and asked again: "Is the life settled?"

Huang Zhubo said, "It's settled, it's three days later."

Three days passed in a flash.

On that day, Zhou Mengchen was wearing a white dress and neatly packed it up. He followed his uncle Huang Zhubo into the county government office. Huang Zhubo ordered Zhou Mengchen to wait for a while. After he went inside and asked, he realized that the county magistrate had not yet risen. He could only let him wait here.

A moment later, a young man came over, wearing a deep Zhu Zi's clothes, a folding fan in his hand, and a jade belt around his waist, which looked a bit romantic. He walked over with a swaying sway. Zhou Mengchen looked at him secretly and said in his heart: "I'm afraid this person is the king."

Because not everyone can wear Zhu Zi's deep clothes. It must be worn by scholars, at least a child, just like the ordinary noun of "student" in later generations, not everyone can use it as a self-proclaimed.

Although Zhou Mengchen had never seen Wang Daozhi, he also knew that Wang Daozhi was a scholar.

Sure enough, the scholar saluted slightly and said, "I, Wang Daozhi, are you the Zhou Mengchen?"

Zhou Mengchen also returned the courtesy and said, "It turns out it's Wang Xianggong."

Wang Daozhi's eyes shrank slightly, he stepped forward a few steps, approached Zhou Mengchen, and whispered: "If I were you, I wouldn't have come here to insult myself."

Zhou Mengchen smiled slightly on his face, and he seemed to ask sincerely: "Grandpa Wang, why did you say this?"

Wang Daozhi lowered his voice, and confirmed that only the two of them heard it, and said, "Five hundred taels to sell a ninth-rank Yin-Yang official. Do you think the county lord will agree? Don't be futile, but you will hate the county lord. You must know that the prefect of the family will be destroyed and the magistrate of the family will be destroyed."

Zhou Mengchen also learned Wang Daozhi, lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, you should be worried about?"

Wang Daozhi raised his eyebrows and was about to refute it. However, Zhou Mengchen said in detail: "Why have you not heard of the reputation of this county master before? Three lives are unfortunate, attached to the provincial capital of Guo. In other places, there are naturally destruction prefects and magistrates of the family. But in this Wuchang city, the magistrate may be able to destroy the family, but does the county master dare?"

"You are not afraid of five hundred taels of silver. Are you not afraid of meat buns hitting dogs? Will you go but never return?"

When Wang Daozhi heard this, his face suddenly looked a little ugly.

In fact, Wang Daozhi was already very dissatisfied with the county lord.

It was originally said that it was a good thing, but a ninth-rank official sold for five hundred taels, but he didn't expect the county lord to change his mind, so what kind of competition was there?

If the king's Taoist is talented in learning, why should he find a way to create a small official? If he can win a juren, the benefits he gets far more than that of this ninth-rank official. Now let him compete with the legendary Yin and Yang family to determine what kind of astronomical calendar calculations, and there is no need to compare, the winner is decided.

Fortunately, the county magistrate doesn’t just take money and don’t do anything.

A lot of arrangements have been made.

Make sure that these five hundred taels are worth the money, and that those who ensure this victory are definitely the kingly way.

This made Wang Daozhi feel relieved.

However, he was still a little worried, just like a poor student encountering the instinct of the exam, so he wanted to put some psychological pressure on his opponent before the exam, so that he would be able to mess up his opponent so that he could win more easily. However, he never expected that he would be disturbed by Zhou Mengchen in turn.

He suddenly thought that even if the county master really doesn't keep his word, is there anything he can check and balance the county master?

No.

Nowadays, officials are good officials who are willing to use money to do business. Many officials do not use money to do business, and ordinary people have no choice. Even if there is an uncle in the Wangdao family under Tao Tianshi, it has some background. Even his name is related to Taoism. What is the name, it is the characteristic of many Tianshi scholars.

But Tao Wenzhong is only one of the many Taoist priests around the emperor. Even if he has some power, he cannot be grateful to his disciples.

Wang Daozhi only has some money, but there is no way for a court official. Moreover, the county magistrate has long been famous and is so poor that he will definitely not get the money he has received.

Wang Daozhi took a deep breath, eliminated all kinds of distractions in his heart, and said, "Fifty taels, as long as you admit defeat in the hall, how about it, it's a lot."

Zhou Mengchen felt relieved when he saw Wang Daozhi's performance. Seeing Wang Daozhi like this, this shows that Wang Daozhi is not very sure about this exam. It shows that even if there are cheating in this exam, it should not be too much, and at least make Wang Daozhi feel unsure.

Zhou Mengchen shook his head gently and said, "I have to appreciate the feelings of the Wang Xianggong. Please tell me the difference in the lobby."

The divine light of the king's eyes condensed and he said coldly: "Okay, there will be a time when you regret it."

The two of them waited for a while, but they saw an old man being invited by Master Liu.

Zhou Mengchen heard from his uncle that Master Liu is the considerate person of the county magistrate. He was born in Jiangnan and was a scholar. He was a little capable. The county magistrate asked him for many things. Zhou Mengchen didn't know this old man, but he could tell at a glance that he was not a person from the county magistrate. He was wearing a blue shirt. He had a sense of arrogance in his face, while Master Liu was a little bit humble.

Zhou Mengchen immediately made a guess.

This person should be Feng Li, a professor of the prefecture.

Feng Li glanced over the two of them, and without stopping, he entered the lobby with his master.

In fact, Feng Li's official position is only a ninth rank. It is the same as the Yin-Yang trainer who has inherited from generation to generation in the Zhou family. However, the Yin-Yang trainer of the Zhou family is almost the marginal people in the entire officialdom. He wants to be rich and water without oil and water, has status without status, and is valuable. He is just an official status and can ignore hereditary. Even this hereditary is just a hidden rule.

However, Feng Li was born in the Imperial College and worked in the prefecture school. He was also a scholar. He looked like he was not obvious or leaking. Who knew what kind of people there were among his students? In addition, he had the status of a prison student and enjoyed the treatment of a juren in many things. Compared with him, the Zhou family was not worth mentioning at all.

Zhou Mengchen and Wang Daozhi stood by Feng Li on both sides, for fear of leaving some bad impression on Feng Li.
Chapter completed!