Chapter 24 024: Xiaocheng
"Know, naturally, know." Qi Shan was not surprised by the reaction of the Censor Zhongcheng, and still smiled slightly, "But it''s a pity that he only met one time, so I''m afraid Master Tian can''t remember it. Eight years ago, when Xin Guo''s special examination, Master Tian happened to be the Zhongzheng official that time."
Eight years ago?
Zhongzheng official?
The two prompts made the Censor Zhongcheng react.
I have a little impression.
The so-called "special examination" is a special trial assessment in addition to normal talent selection activities. Zhongzheng official is the chief examiner, and scholars can enter the official career through this opportunity.
There are three assessment contents: family background, character and the most important literary rank.
The first two items determine the lowest line, or the threshold of the officialdom, and the last item determines the ceiling that can be achieved in the career path.
The Censor Zhongcheng has a good memory.
He had all the impression of the scholars who were selected that time, but he didn''t remember that there was a scholar who was selected. So, shouldn''t Qi Shan be one of the unselected members?
As soon as this guess broke out in his mind, a little unnatural flashed across the face of the Censor Zhongcheng. He actually missed such a big fish by his position as the Zhongzheng official.
But then I thought about it, the Xin Kingdom no longer exists, and a large number of old ministers in Xin Kingdom were poisoned by Zheng Qiao''s liquidation.
In just a few months, countless unjust souls.
Qi Shan was in danger of becoming an official, but it was a good thing.
He patted his son''s arm lightly, and his son understood it and helped him get up. The father and son bowed solemnly to Qishan.
"Ask the name of the benefactor."
Pray for goodness and return gifts one by one.
"The surname is Qi, the name is Shan, and the name is Yuanliang."
The Censor Zhongcheng murmured: "Qi Yuanliang...Qi?"
Qishan''s surname is too rare, and he had a vague impression that there was indeed a young scholar named "Qishan" on the list. He was only sixteen years old at that time, and he was the youngest among those scholars.
only-
The Censor Central Committee lowered his eyelids and swept his eyes to the Wenxin bell on Qi Shan''s waist without any trace. If you remember correctly, the Wenxin rank of the scholar seemed to be-
Before he could find that memory, Qi Shan had seen through the censor Zhongcheng''s small movements and spoke actively.
“It’s the sixth grade middle and lower.”
The Censor Zhongcheng pursed his lips and said nothing. As the clues increased, he slowly remembered some long-lost details.
At this time, his son looked at Qi Shan and his father, and interrupted: "Sixth-rank Chinese-text-mindedness? Why wasn''t he recruited?"
Although the sixth grade middle and lower mind belongs to the middle and lower level, if there is no accident, I will never be able to climb the three dukes and nine ministers in my life, but with real materials, it is still no problem to find a small official.
In the years before the fall of Xin State, there was a shortage of talents everywhere, and the standards were not high, so it was impossible not to hire Qiguo.
The Censor Zhongcheng didn''t say anything, glanced at him and silently warned his son to silence. His son shook his eyes and closed the wheat every minute.
The son was quiet, and he asked Qi Shan for verification.
"Who did the benefactor offend at that time?"
Qishan was defeated and could not even be reaped from a remote area. Of course, it was not just because of the lack of literary quality.
"Well, I do offend you."
Qi Shan''s eyes were slightly crescent-shaped, and he admitted it happily.
"Dad, who is framed by his benefactor?"
The son of the Censor Zhongcheng has the same temperament as his father, and is even more straightforward and simple than his father. When he heard that Qi Shan was punished because he offended people and missed his career, he immediately became angry. Unexpectedly, the Censor Zhongcheng not only did not answer, but also secretly twisted the flesh on his upper arm.
"Dad—"
"Silence!" The Censor Zhongcheng glanced at him.
son:"…"
"That person is not framed, but my handle fell into his hands. It would be better to lose the election than to become an official or be threatened." Qi Shan was very open-minded, and there was no obvious emotional ups and downs in his eyes, as if he was talking about a trivial matter that had nothing to do with himself.
"Hand?" The silly son is still straightforward.
Qi Shan suddenly laughed: "Well, fake a background."
The Censor Zhongcheng, who knew some of the truth, said: "..."
"Forged origin" is a slim compared to the real handle. However, the Xin Kingdom was destroyed, and the "big witch" at that time was nothing. But their father and son and several relatives and friends were saved by others, so why bother to expose others’ shortcomings?
Qi Shan asked, "Does Master Tian know where that person is now?"
The Censor Zhongcheng didn''t know what he thought of, his face was dark.
“In Xiaocheng…”
"Xiaocheng?"
"He is now the governor of Sibao County, and his county is in Xiaocheng. The army of Geng Kingdom is approaching. He secretly colluded with Zheng Qiao, working inside and outside to seize several fortresses in Xin Kingdom... If not, he could have lasted for at least five months, and perhaps he could have waited for a turnaround..."
Qi Shan said: "It is not surprising that villains repeatedly."
"Why did your benefactor ask him about his whereabouts? Is he going to seek revenge?"
At this time, Shen Xiaolangjun''s hidden bad voice rolled into his ears: "I''m fighting bravely to fight the enemy, are you chatting here to reminisce about the past?"
Shen Tang was covered in blood and came over with the sword of a loving mother to shake people to deal with the corpse - destroying the corpse and destroying the traces, so as not to cause other twists and turns. As a result, he saw Qi Shan chatting with someone from afar, and his fists became hard.
She felt that what needs the most education of the loving mother sword is not the "filial son" who is queuing up to be reborn, but Qi Yuanliang, who is always on the verge of OB.
Seeing Chen Tang come back, a hint of surprise slipped through Qi Shan''s eyes - he knew Chen Tang could deal with the dozen soldiers, but he didn''t expect that even without the blessing of the Spirit, she would still move so quickly.
"I am naturally trusting Chen Xiaolangjun''s ability. Are those mobs your enemies?" Faced with the accusation, he sent it perfunctorily, without any sincerity, and his eyes passed over Chen Tang and fell behind her, "Are they all dead?"
She snorted coldly, "It''s all dead."
Cut the weeds and eliminate the roots without leaving any future troubles.
Chen Tang shook his wrist, and the blood on the sword was thrown onto the grass leaves along the force, leaving red marks.
"What about those poisoned?"
"A person as kind as me will naturally not let them continue to be tortured by the opportunity to pull the ball - a sword with his throat and a sword with his heart."
Ensure that you can’t die again.
Qi Shan and Chen Tang asked and answered questions and used Yu Guang to pay attention to the several prisoners rescued - the Censor Zhongcheng, as the chief of the Censor, had a lot of contact with Gong, a family of Xin. If Chen Xiaolangjun was "Gong Cheng", he shouldn''t have been unable to recognize him.
However, the Censor Zhongcheng did not respond to Chen Tang''s face that his acquaintance should have, and instead he was a little curious and surprised.
A young man wearing a literary and charming charm is more fierce than a reckless man with a brave tiger talisman. It is indeed worth curious to watch.
Qixiang reflects on his heart.
Chen Tang is really not "Gong Cheng"?
As soon as he frowned, Chen Tang guessed what was in his heart and resisted the urge to roll his eyes - she knew that Qi Shan''s previous sentence "I understand it" understood it, and he understood loneliness.
If you have this time to think about it, it would be better to help her fill the body.
Who knows—
Qi Shan refused decisively.
The reason is also nonsense.
"I am timid and can''t stand the **** corpse."
Chen Tang: “…”
She could only roll up her sleeves and work by herself. Qi Shan couldn''t count on those prisoners who had left half of their lives and still relied on her cakes, green plums, and malt sugar to prosper. While working, Qi Shan leaned against the trunk of the tree and hid under the shade of the tree to ask her.
"Are you interested in going to Xiaocheng?"
Today I moved to my new home and drank a lot of red wine. I got up at 3 a.m. and stayed busy until 3 or 4 p.m. I took a nap and got up to update. My brain is wide and I still feel very painful. I feel that my thoughts are not smooth. If I have problems, I will get up and change it tomorrow.
Good night everyone.
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(This chapter ends)