The Houya is located behind the Yamen. If the county magistrate has no cases to deal with on weekdays, he usually stays in the study of the Houya and handles some trivial matters.

Today he was also in the study, meeting with Ding Xiang and others.

After the yamen servants brought Ding Xiang and others into the study, they reported back to the county magistrate that they had already been brought there.

The county magistrate nodded and indicated that he could go down.

Ding Xiang raised her head and glanced at the county magistrate who was standing in front of her. He was a middle-aged man in his thirties with a bookish look on his face.

But he is different from ordinary scholars. His face has a touch of majesty, which is the inherent temperament of a superior person.

This is the first time Ding Xiang has seen a high official in ancient times, the head of a county, the county magistrate, which is equivalent to the modern county magistrate.

She actually doesn't have much experience, but she has never eaten pork and has seen pigs run away.

Ding Xiang recalled how civilians in ancient times would react when they saw the county magistrate, as if they would kneel down and kowtow to the magistrate.

Well, she actually doesn't want to kneel down.

Just when she was hesitating, Sang Nanlin, Jimu, and Lin Sangua knelt down and shouted to meet the county magistrate.

Ding Xiang reacted quickly enough and hurriedly knelt down together, pretending to pay homage.

The moment she knelt down, Ding Xiang secretly glanced at Sang Nanlin and couldn't help but mutter in her heart, isn't this guy the tenth prince? Why would he be willing to kneel down to a seventh-grade sesame official?

Really, what the hell!

Naturally, Ding Xiang didn't know that Sang Nanlin resigned from his job and went into seclusion, hiding his name in order to stay with her.

Since you keep your name anonymous, you should naturally keep a low profile when doing things for others.

Sang Nanlin is also a transparent person. Since he has decided to take that path, it doesn’t matter.

So pretentious.

If anyone here feels the most uncomfortable, it's Jimu.

The person involved, Sang Nanlin, didn't feel anything yet, but Jimu felt very sorry for his master.

What a noble person the master is, and now, for a woman, he actually kneels down to a seventh-grade sesame official.

Just thinking about it made him so heartbroken that he couldn't breathe.

When he thought of this, he glanced at Ding Xiang resentfully, his eyes full of complaints.

The unknowing Ding Xiang received this kind of look, which was quite baffling, but she was not someone to be bullied, so she stared back.

All this happened in the blink of an eye, and the county magistrate did not notice the small movements between them.

The moment they knelt down, the county magistrate asked them to get up with a kind face.

First, he asked Ding Xiang and others where they came from, and then asked about the process of catching the robber.

Ding Xiang answered all these alone, and the three men around her seemed to have become a piece of decoration.

The county magistrate saw all this in his eyes. Seeing Ding Xiang answering his questions without being humble or overbearing, without any stage fright, and the process of arresting the robbers, using clever methods, he instantly felt that the person in front of him was

This woman is really a strange woman.

When Ding Xiang described where she was from and why she came to Wulian County, she naturally explained everything in detail.

Moreover, she also emphasized that the purpose of her coming here this time was to send her son to take the childbirth examination.

As soon as she said this, the county magistrate turned his attention to Lin Sangua: "This must be the other young master."

"Reporting to your lord, that's right." Ding Xiang cupped her hands and smiled.

smiled.

Lin Sangua also knew how to seize the right moment and said at the right time: "Scholar Lin Xiaolian, I have met the county magistrate."

Li Sangua quickly reported his newly changed name. Ding Xiang was a little surprised. This kid's reaction was so fast.

The county magistrate nodded and praised: "Xiaolian is a good name."

Probably because the name given by Ding Xiang greatly pleased the county magistrate, he decided on a whim to test Lin Sangua on the spot.

This is really beyond Ding Xiang's expectation.

Therefore, when the magistrate asked a question, Ding Xiang glanced at her son worriedly.

I was just afraid that my son would make a fool of himself and leave an indelible shadow on his young mind.

After all, it had only been a year since her Sangua came into contact with learning.

During this year, although Mrs. Wang repeatedly praised her son as a genius rarely seen in a century, his learning speed was simply rapid.

Of course, this is also related to Sangua's daily hard work.

For some people, seven points depend on talent and three points depend on hard work.

And Lin Sangua is such a person.

Fortunately, the county magistrate asked three questions in a row, and Lin Sangua answered them fluently.

The county magistrate nodded with satisfaction. Looking at the high-spirited young man in front of him, he felt a little more nervous, and the next question was a little deeper.

In the end, Lin Sangua still answered, and it didn't seem difficult at all.

At this point, a hint of surprise flashed in the county magistrate's eyes.

You know, the questions he just set have surpassed the questions in the Tongsheng Examination.

Just now I just saw this child answer beautifully and seem to be at ease.

He chose a more difficult question on a whim.

In the end, the child was still able to answer.

This is amazing. I can answer such questions. It is not difficult to become a scholar.
Chapter completed!