After hearing Ye Xianggao's words, Zhou Zongcheng's eyes were sharp and a scholar walked up to him and said, "Brother Zhou, don't get angry with these people. He thought he had become a scholar. It's amazing that he has entered the examination room and the exam papers are all named. The examiner also has the title of scholar and the article of Confucian scholar."

This was a bit objective. Lin Yanchao nodded slightly and said to Ye Xianggao: "Forget it, there is no need to argue with them."

The people on both sides glared at each other. Zhou Zongcheng snorted and said, "Let's go and have tea, don't be sour with these scholars."

After saying that, the group of people left.

Lin Yanchao was drinking tea, and a few scholars with foreign accents saw this scene in their eyes.

A man with a mole on his lips smiled and said, "It seems that the scholar in the provincial capital is very arrogant. Brother Liu, what do you think?"

The scholar wearing a square scarf beside him sipped in the tea ceremony: "I don't think much, I just think that the tea in Fujian is extremely inferior, not as much as the tortoiseshell camellia in my hometown."

One person smiled and said, "Brother Yang, don't ask Brother Liu to look at people. He is addicted to tea as his life. The first thing he does when he arrives in the provincial capital is to find a teahouse and not pay attention to others."

The man wearing a square scarf said, "That's not necessarily the second thing I did when I drank tea."

"What about the first thing? I guess it's the autumn exam Chinese style!"

"It's not Chinese style, but Xie Yuan!" said the scholar wearing a square scarf.

There are 3,000 candidates who go to the provincial examination. If someone shouts in the crowd, I want to get Jieyuan, I will definitely be attacked by the group. But the scholar said he wants to get Jieyuan, but the rest of the people did not have any unexpected reactions.

A man named Yang, who had a mole on his lips, said: "Brother Liu, he is too full of words and cannot take them back. If he fails to win in the future, he will be ridiculed for the rest of his life."

The scholar wearing a square scarf said, "What are you afraid of? I am drunk today. I don't want to spend my whole life, I only want to spend the moment in front of me!"

After saying that, he drank the tea in the cup like wine and said, "I use tea instead of wine. I will be a strong person for my countryside test. If I fail to win the title today, I will never drink tea for my whole life."

A scholar raised his teacup and said, "My Me He admires the most. Brother Liu's heroic spirit is the leader of the provincial examination this time. "

The scholar wearing a square scarf glanced at him and said, "Brother He, do you have the right to compete with me, Brother Yang, where are you?"

The man surnamed Yang, who had a mole, smiled self-deprecatingly, "It's not as good as Brother Liu and Brother He, I just want to be able to receive a village school."

"Where is Brother Huang? Where is Brother Zhuang?"

The scholar wearing a square scarf looked at the other two on the table. Both of them smiled and said, "We just want to receive the village books."

The scholar wearing four-sided scarf nodded and said, "Okay, we are all heroes of Quan and Zhangzhou. It just so happens that everyone is also practicing the Five Classics. Why don't I put aside the bold words here? What if we five of us take over the Five Classics?"

"I'm crazy, I won't be with you, brothers. Don't be crazy with Brother Liu!" The man surnamed Yang quickly separated his relationship.

The scholar surnamed He smiled and said, "I think Brother Liu has some reason. The scholars from our two prefectures in Quanzhou and Zhangzhou won the Five Classics Principles in the first two provincial examinations. This time, the five of us came, so what's wrong?"

The scholar surnamed Liu said, "Yes, if you lose to the scholars in the provincial capital, I will laugh at you."

The scholar surnamed Yang said, "Brother Liu, you are too arrogant."

The scholar surnamed Liu, wearing a square scarf, said, "Brother Yang, you don't understand. In the past, the disciples of our Zhang and Quan prefectures in the provincial capital were defeated by the scholars in the provincial capital. If they lost this year, what would we have to see the elders of Jiangdong? Isn't it better than the generation?"

After hearing this, except for the scholar surnamed Yang, the rest nodded and said, "Brother Liu is right."

These people are all students and Confucian scholars from Zhangzhou and Quanzhou.

The scholar wearing four scarves on his head was named Liu Tinglan. The scholar in Yang's surname was called Yang Daobin. The scholar in Huang's surname was called Huang Kezhang. The scholar in He's surname was called He Qiaoyuan. The scholar in Zhuang's surname was called Zhuang Lupeng.

Liu Tinglan was from Zhangpu. In the fourth year of Wanli in history, he passed the Fujian provincial examination. At that time, he was known as the Three Jie Yuan of Wei Yunzhong and Gu Xiancheng.

Yang Daobin was the second best player in Wanli in history in the 14th year, and later became the Minister of Rites.

Huang Kezhang, known as Huang Wubu, said that he served as the Minister of Shang five times. As for He Qiaoyuan, although Zhuang Lupeng's reputation in later generations was not as big as the first three, he also came from a family of young masters and later passed the Jinshi. In the history of another time and space, they also happened to be participating in the provincial examination in the fourth year of Wanli.

Therefore, in history, the Fujian Provincial Examination in the fourth year of Wanli was the most competitive session. Otherwise, Liu Tinglan would not have been named together with Wei Yunzhong and Gu Xiancheng.

Of course, Lin Yanchao didn't know anything about this, after all, he didn't carry Baidu with him.

After returning from the teahouse, Lin Yanchao devoted himself to studying.

During this period, the shopkeeper Qin came to find Lin Yanchao and told him that the ancient Chinese text certificate of the Shangshu had been printed and he would first read the sample book.

Lin Yanchao couldn't help but sigh when he heard this. He finally published a book. This masterpiece was finally released after much attempt.

Lin Yanchao got the sample book and started reading it. But he saw that the three words "Lin Yanchao" were written on the book, and the inscription was also written by famous artists.

Although there were no famous people to proofread, there were famous scholars like Mr. Wangzhai who wrote prefaces to Lin Yanchao, which was also a bit more graceful. This ancient Chinese version of Shangshu was used as a popular Song version at that time, which was quite ingenious.

The binding is made of four-eye needle cover on the back. Open the back cover of the book title page and add a ten thousand-year-old red piece to prevent worms. The pages are made of Jianyang bamboo paper, which is slightly yellow. The characters printed with smoke and ink are not as fragrant as the fragrance. The font on the pages is light horizontally and heavy vertically, which is imitated with Song square characters.

After reading it, Lin Yanchao was very satisfied. Although the Jianyang version is more than one level worse than the Zhejiang version, it is enough as a text carrier.

At that moment, Lin Yanchao bought some sample books from Manager Qin to give them to others, and let them sell the rest by himself.

There were not many books printed, only 200 volumes and 600 volumes, which were only visible in the provincial capital. Later, the shopkeeper Qin sold them in several bookstores in the provincial capital with his connections, and most of the rest were still stocked up in the bookstore.

I heard that the book owners at the beginning were written by a fifteen-year-old scholar, and they were unwilling to ask for it at first, but Manager Qin's many years of contacts played a role, or for Mr. Wangzhai's sake, they finally bought dozens of books and put them in the book shop.

During this period, Lin Yanchao also went to the bookstore, but saw that every bookstore placed his masterpiece in the most inconspicuous corner, allowing him to lie quietly on the dust after more than a year of hard work. However, I heard that the sales were not as bad as I thought, and I sold more than ten books.

Lin Yanchao didn't ask or care much after that. After all, it would be a provincial examination in a few days, but I think based on the current situation, my first debut work is probably like this. Welcome)
Chapter completed!