Chapter 83

"Hahaha, how can a newsboy be the one who reports military information? Can you stand the cart and horse riding with your bare hands?"

In the crowd, a man burst into laughter.

A group of scholars look, but it is a young farmer, at this time he is carrying a medicine basket, laughing, like listening to a great joke.

That scholar hears speech, immediately exasperate a way: "you this old man, you by of laugh at us?"

The old man waved his hand, "offend, offend, I only have different opinions. The notice says that recruiting people who can read words,

doesn't require fame, which means that it needs literacy. From this point of view, it must be something like reading a notice at the gate of the city."

When they heard the speech, they nodded frequently. The scholar also said, "it's reasonable."

In the state of Dayu, once the notice is posted, there will be a special messenger who reads it to the people.

"If it is such a thing, is it too overqualified? We are all people who have been studying poetry for more than ten years." Another scholar said.

"That's right. It's too much talent."

"The newsboy is nothing, but the long history can be considered."

“……”

There was a lot of discussion, and the old man immediately shook his head and sighed. These scholars all had a high opinion and a low hand. It was because of this that many scholars failed to achieve anything and lived a poor life.

That's what happened to him. He didn't realize this until now, but it's too late to repent.

"If you don't go, I'll go!" The old man then went to the notice and wrote down his name in front of the officer in charge of the notice.

Chang Shi thinks that he is too old to have a chance, but this Newsboy is just a job to earn money. It's better than going to the mountain to collect herbs.

"Hi, you're old man. Can you read?" Someone cried.

One of them looked at the old man carefully, and suddenly laughed: "I said who it was. It turned out that it was fan Zeng, an old scholar. It's said that he took the imperial examination every year, but he still hasn't got a reputation."

"It's a useless age at least."

"Bah, you have the face to laugh at us just now." Just now the scholar took the opportunity to fight back.

Fan Zeng's ruddy face became more red because of his anger, but he finally sighed and quietly took up the medicine basket and went home.

Back at his home in Ankang square, fan Zeng slammed the medicine basket on the ground. "Hum, you wait. Even when I'm 80, I'll get a reputation."

At this time, an old woman came out, saw the scattered medicinal materials, and scolded: "pull your mother's shame, how can this medicinal material be thrown on the ground, and hope to buy rice for money, old thing."

This old woman is fan Zeng's hairy wife. He said angrily, "I won't go to collect medicine tomorrow. I'm going to be a newsboy."

The old woman was even more impatient. She scolded again and said, "don't go to collect the medicine, drink the wind from the west? What is a newsboy? Your head is white and your teeth are yellow. I don't want you to pick up dung! "

"You Hum, in a woman's opinion, I don't know what a newsboy is? But the notice says that as long as you can read words, you can get one or two silver a month. " Fan Zeng said.

"One or two silver." The old woman's eyes lit up.

When fan Zeng was young, he was poor and had no fame, so he had to find a famous shrewd family in all corners of the country to be his wife. He was very weak and was often scolded at home.

"Yes, one or two." Fan Zeng said.

One or two silver a month is enough for their family.

The old woman's eyes turned, "then you can go. It's not in vain that you've read so many years of poetry, but if you can't be a doctor, you can go to collect medicine honestly."

Fan Zeng was still a little guilty, but now he felt that his physical strength could not support him to go up the mountain to collect herbs.

His son is also studying for this year's imperial examination, but it's a problem for him to go to Chang'an. Thinking of this, he wants to go and have a look.

Thinking about this, he had a meal in a hurry at night, and went to the governor's office the next day before dawn. At this time, he was the first to arrive.

Although many scholars despised Newsboy yesterday, as he thought, many scholars still come here today.

He came from the past. He knew that these young scholars wanted face very much. Even if they thought differently in front of everyone, they had to agree. But after careful consideration, they could make sense.

After waiting for an hour, fan Zeng, who was sleepy, was awakened by the sound of horses' hoofs. He looked up and saw a handsome young man with a beautiful face and a jade belt riding on his horse.

The young master was followed by two ferocious guards, who looked like experienced veterans.

"His Royal Highness the king of Qi."

"Yes, his Royal Highness the king of Qi."

“……”

Some scholars recognize Xiao Ming and talk to each other.

Fan Zengyi was stunned. He was very nervous. When the king of Qi came in person, it seemed that he was in a very important position. He suddenly felt that he had no hope.Seeing that the king of Qi was in front of him, the scholars waiting in front of the door of the governor's office bowed excitedly and called out in unison: "see your Highness the king of Qi."

Xiao Ming came down from his horse and said to the people in front of the governor's house, "you are free. Today you can come here because you trust me. Please come with me. "

Xiao Ming is very happy to see so many people come to apply for the job, which shows that there are still some talents in reserve in Qingzhou, at least they can be urgently needed.

They followed Xiao Ming into the governor's mansion. Pang Yukun also arrived. He and Xiao Ming sat down together.

At this time, Xiao Ming said, "first of all, I want to talk to you about what is Newsboy?"

After sitting down, Xiao Ming came straight to the point. He didn't like to talk nonsense. He said frankly, "when you talk about NEWSBOY, you have to mention newspaper..."

In the face of more than 200 candidates, Xiao Ming explains that in modern times, newsboy is a child who delivers newspapers, and Xiao Ming extends here to a person who delivers and reads newspapers.

While speaking, Xiao Ming took out a newspaper, which was the first newspaper printed by the equipment department overnight.

"This is the newspaper. You can pass it around." Xiao Ming was stunned by the person nearest to him, because he was an old man with gray hair.

Obviously, the old man also noticed Xiao Ming's surprised look and immediately lowered his head. Instead, he concentrated on reading the newspaper and began to read it.

Pang Yukun also noticed the old man at this time, but when fan Zeng read out the words, he nodded his head with appreciation and said to Xiao Ming, "it's a good word, but it's just this age..."

Fan Zeng's ears pricked up when he heard the discussion about him.

Xiao Ming said with a smile, "when Jiang Taigong met King Wen at 80, he was quite old. Can he still have a meal? I think it's OK. "

When fan Zeng heard the speech, he looked excited and read it more and more aloud.

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