But he woke up immediately and smiled: "But really?"

Mrs. Qi nodded repeatedly: "This residence reported to us that the official boat was delivered to us early this morning. I believe Chongjin should have arrived home in the past two days! This is a great joy, a great joy!"

Doctor Du was so happy that his beard was tilted, but he even tried to calm down: "But it is Huiyuan. Next year's spring exam is the most important thing. What's the point of being proud of now? It's better not to be arrogant or impatient!"

Mrs. Qi was too lazy to listen to Doctor Du’s nonsense, so she pulled Wang Yongzhu and discussed how to do it, whether to buy firecrackers and set them off, or to have a big banquet for guests?

Wang Yongzhu hurriedly held down Mrs. Qi: "Master's wife, don't worry about this. Brother Song hasn't come back yet! Let's wait for two days. When Brother Song comes back, let's see what kind of constitution he is."

At the same time, he couldn't help laughing: "Master, Master, I'll take a leave first and I'll go back and tell my mother the good news. Since Brother Song went to the prefecture, my mother has been praying to the Bodhisattva every day. If she knows this good news, she will definitely be very happy."

This was natural. Doctor Du and Mrs. Qi did not stop him and nodded generously to agree.

Wang Yongzhu hurried back home, and Mrs. Zhang was sitting cross-legged on the cushion, praying to the Bodhisattva: "Bodhisattva, my son-in-law has finished the exam, and I have also burned the incense for you a month, right? Do you know that I have bought ten big boys a bunch of incense, which costs me so much."

"Your old man will show his power. Bless my son-in-law. I don't want to be the first and second place, just let my son-in-law pass the exam! If I pass the exam, I will support you every day in the future. Do you think it's okay?"

...

Just as he was praying, he heard his daughter's voice: "Mom, mom--"

Mrs. Zhang couldn't remember how long she hadn't heard her daughter's disobedient voice. She was shocked and didn't care about the Bodhisattva coming. She got up and didn't even have time to take pictures of the ashes on her clothes, so she ran out of the house.

Before I got out, I met my daughter running in. Her eyes were red and she was sweating all over her head. She was shocked. My daughter cried? Could it be?

Then I heard my daughter say, "Mom, Brother Song passed the exam. He is now a juren, and he also won Yayuan--"

Mrs. Zhang didn't understand what Yayuan was. She only heard that she had passed the juren and breathed a sigh of relief: "This is a great joy, a great joy, my daughter, why are you crying?"

As he said that, he reached out to wipe Wang Yongzhu's tears. As he spoke, he couldn't help but shed tears.

It’s a pity that my son-in-law has finally succeeded! Qilidun has finally added a juren over the years.

When she heard Wang Yongan coax them to support him in school, she said that if he passed the juren, he could become an official. He was not as famous as a scholar, and he had only a good reputation and the benefit of not kneeling down when he saw an official.

After being a Juren, not only did the court pay their salary, but the people were exempted from labor service in their name. In this case, many people cried and shouted that they would hang their own fields in the Juren's name.

If you only have this every year, you can have no worries about food and clothing.

If you encounter a good opportunity, you can still get the upper hand when the court makes a big choice and give it to a small official, such as a teacher or a county magistrate.

He was once a juren, but later he was able to climb to the position of prefect.

If you don’t get into a big pick, you can get recommendations if you know how to do something. It’s okay to be a middle-aged and lower-class official.

It is equivalent to having one foot in the officialdom.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhang became happy again. No matter what, her family Yongzhu is now a legitimate juren.

The mother and daughter looked at each other and laughed.

Mrs. Zhang suddenly thought of something, and hurriedly turned around and ran into the house. Wang Yongzhu followed him in and saw Mrs. Zhang kneeling devoutly on the cushion: "The Bodhisattva appears! Thanks to the Bodhisattva, thanks to your blessing, bless my son-in-law who has been a juren!"

"Bodhisattva, don't worry, I will keep my word! From now on, I will burn incense to you every day, and it will burn incense to you. How can these ten eldest sons deserve yours? I will give you twenty incenses of great money to you from tomorrow! You will continue to keep my son-in-law. If you pass the Jinshi next year, I will give you fifty incenses of great money to you!"

Wang Yongzhu...

It turns out that this is what my own mother prays every day and bargains with the Bodhisattva like this? If she is a Bodhisattva, she will probably be happy!

There is also Song Chongjin. If he had worked hard to pass the imperial examination, it would be a reward for the blessing of the Bodhisattva to his mother-in-law. I don’t know what his expression would be.

Because of this great joy, Wang Yongzhu decided to give Wu Pozi and the others a double salary, which also made them feel happy.

The three of Wu Pozi and the other two were very grateful. If they didn’t mention the monthly money, they would be servants from the Juren family in the future.

Who knows that they can have such luck?

Especially Mrs. Wu, holding the copper coins in her purse and looking at Gu Yu who was staring blankly in his purse, reminded: "You girl, this is a great thing for the master and a great joy for us. If you don't laugh, why are you stunned?"

Gu Yu came back this time and seemed to have thoughts. Wu Pozi and Ding asked, Gu Yu gritted his teeth and refused to say that, but who is Wu Pozi?

After a few words, I made up the words and understood roughly.

Seeing Gu Yu like this, I couldn't help but pat her: "You are a fool. You forgot that you can have today, not our juren's wife, you don't know where to sell it to and can live such a life? Your third sister doesn't blame us. That's the decision of your third sister and your brother-in-law. Even if you take your own path, you can't blame others!"

"Besides, when you go back, didn't you bring all the good things back to your third sister? If you give some things and the money you gave at the beginning, your third sister can live a life."

"If you really love your third sister, just serve your wife well. If you get rewards or something, you can help you. Otherwise, who will you show it to anyone? Now that our master has been a juren, it is the time to be happy. Why are you not asking for trouble for the master's family?"

Gu Yu's face turned pale after hearing this and quickly explained: "Aunt, you misunderstood. Didn't I blame my wife? My third sister had told me a long time ago that they blamed them for this and had nothing to do with our wife. But our wife was kind-hearted, but in the end she made such a fuss. They were sorry for our wife and asked me to serve her well and not miss the family."

After hearing this, Mrs. Wu felt relieved and didn't understand: "Then why are you stunned?"

Gu Yu smiled embarrassedly: "I, didn't I hear my aunt tell you how powerful the juren is? I was stunned? In our village, we spend a lot of money on studying, and most of them have no money to pay for it. It's already amazing to be able to produce a scholar. I used to think that the scholar was the biggest official besides the emperor and the county magistrate..."

Mrs. Ding couldn't help laughing, and Mrs. Wu also pinched Gu Yu's cheeks with laughter and tears: "You can't say this outside. Others laugh at you for being a little bitch, but I'm afraid that someone will laugh at our wife for not being able to teach her servants!"

Guyu knew that she was making a joke and hurriedly agreed.
Chapter completed!