Ye Xiaotian was beaten and beaten to the Confucian Temple and worshipped Confucius, and then returned to the government office with Li Xungui. Mao Wenzhi and others followed him like watching a big show. On the way, Ye Xiaotian took a gap and said to Hua Yunfei: "I'm going to the government office for a banquet, so it's not easy to take you with you. Take them around and find a place to eat when they get to the meal."

Ye Xiaotian pulled him aside again and whispered: "Wenzhi is not very comfortable in speaking and doing things. In winter, that old guy can only deal with insects. He is very worldly. Although you are young, you need to put more thought into it and don't let them cause trouble."

Hua Yunfei nodded and said, "Don't worry, brother, I should do my best and not let them cause trouble."

Ye Xiaotian nodded and said to Yaoyao: "Be good at Yaoyao, you should follow Brother Yunfei to play first. Brother Xiaotian is going to the prefect's office. If you have time tomorrow, I will accompany you to the suburbs to play." Yaoyao nodded obediently and agreed, and the few people stopped and watched Ye Xiaotian leave.

In the prefect's yamen, Zhang Duo set up a banquet in the three halls. After Li Xun and Ye Xiaotian thanked the prefect, they sat down in the lower head one by one. The big belly of the prefect sat down in the upper head and chatted and laughed with them.

Ye Xiaotian originally thought that the seal of the mansion was a hereditary and powerful man, and he must be a very proud person. It is inevitable to use accentuate to show off his official power, but he did not expect that this prefect Zhang was completely unpretentious and had no slight slightest expression on his words, which made people like him.

After thirty years of wine and five flavors of food, the prefect Zhang was so happy that he suddenly grabbed a sweat towel and wiped the sweat beads on his forehead, and said excitedly: "How can there be wine but no poetry in such a good banquet? The poems in our house were suddenly full of excitement. Do you two want to listen?"

Director Li Xun was shocked and said, "The magistrate is going to have a masterpiece again? The officials should listen carefully."

Everyone was carrying the flower sedan chair, and Ye Xiaotian also said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, the students should listen carefully."

The prefect Zhang patted his two fat hands, and then two powerful slaves came over and pulled the prefect Zhang out of the chair. The prefect Zhang was walking in the courtyard while pondering. Ye Xiaotian whispered to Li Xun: "Mr. The prefect is a hereditary official and can be admitted to the officialdom without the imperial examination. However, after all, he is from a noble family and must be very knowledgeable."

Director Li Xun nodded with a smile and said, "Yes, although Tongren is relatively closed, the Tian family has been the ruler of Sizhou and Sinan since the Sui Dynasty, thus bringing my Confucian culture here. Although there are not even many ordinary people who know how to read, the powerful and noble families have the same customs as those of China."

Ye Xiaotian nodded suddenly. Although he felt that his culture was limited, he might not be able to appreciate the master's master's masterpiece, but he also looked gentle and raised his glass in his hand. He listened to Zhang's poems. Zhang patted his forehead lightly, walked a few steps in the hall, and suddenly said happily: "I have it, listen."

The prefect Zhang stretched out his hand and pointed to the iron tree in front of the hall and chanted loudly: "The thousand-year-old iron tree has not bloomed, is it not a thousand years? The scholar is only nineteen, and your wood is not as good as him!"

"Cough cough cough cough cough..."

Ye Xiaotian almost sprayed out a sip of wine. He hurriedly closed his mouth, choking and coughing continuously, and his face was swollen and red, and his hen was ashen with an egg-like face. He hurriedly raised his sleeves and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, fearing that something was wrong would be seen by the prefect Zhang, which angered the local emperor.

Li Xundao looked calm and clapped his hands and shouted: "What a poem! What a poem! The magistrate's poem uses a tree to describe people, which is meaningful. It is a timeless aftertaste and thought-provoking. It is really a good poem."

Ye Xiaotian looked at Director Li Xun in shock: "This man is so shameless! He has no literary character at all. He is such a stingy flattery. I will never be able to say it if I change it. After all, you are also a teacher in the provincial school. Are you still shameless as a role model? This... is also called poetry?"

Director Li clapped with a smile on his face. He calmly handed Ye Xiaotian a handkerchief and said, "Wipe your nostrils and the wine is sprayed out."

The prefect Zhang laughed and returned to the first seat proudly. He glanced at Ye Xiaotian and said, "What about Ye Xiucai thought this poem in this mansion?"

"Okay! Great!"

Ye Xiaotian hurriedly took away the handkerchief that was rubbing his nostrils and said with admiration: "The student has long heard that the magistrate guards Tongren, and he resonates with his literary spirits and spreads to Shilin. The poems of the lord are very heart-warming and meaningful. When he heard them today, the rumors are indeed true."

When the prefect Zhang heard this, he was even happier and pointed at Ye Xiaotian with a laugh and said, "You are a person who knows things. Well, this poem in this mansion is indeed a bit profound. Only scholars like you can appreciate the meaning. If you are so young, you have such talent, it would be a pity to be a scholar. Our mansion intends to recommend you to go to Guiyang Mansion to participate in the tribute examination and take a juren back for me Tongren. What do you think?"

"ah?"

When Ye Xiaotian heard this, he felt like he was swallowing a bitter gourd in one mouthful, and his mouth was almost stuttering: "I had known that flattery would have such serious consequences, and I would stick to my integrity if I beat him to death!"

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At Li Qiuchi's mansion, Li Qiuchi and Xu Boyi sipped fragrant tea and discussed strategies to deal with Ye Xiaotian.

Li Qiuchi smiled and said, "This is Ye Xiaotian's fault. He is really a big deal. The first serious crime is to be a lie."

Xu Boyi said: "Not bad! But there are too many people involved in this matter. The Aidianshi who was pretending to be has been commended by the court and moved back to his hometown as a county magistrate. When this matter was exposed, even the court would be blind and would be dealt with in a low-key manner. At that time, not only will the whole Huxian be offended by us, but the imperial court will inevitably have an opinion on you and me."

Li Qiuchi nodded in agreement and said, "No. The second thing is to take the test by fake journalism. According to our regulations, Tong Sheng took the scholar exam and needed his grandfather to live in the local area for more than 20 years, have a grave and a pastoral countryside before he could take the test."

Xu Boyi hurriedly reminded: "Brother Qiuchi, don't forget that Sichuan, Shaanxi, Yunnan and Guizhou are a bit special, so the Ministry of Rites has a license to anyone who has moved to the territory for 20 years to receive Ding grain, you can also refer to it."

Li Qiuchi glanced at him and said, "Has their family had been paying for 20 years in Guizhou?"

Xu Boyi just showed off his knowledge and achieved his goal. He patted his forehead and said lightly: "I'm confused."

Li Qiuchi smiled complacently and pondered again: "This one is available. But it might as well be used as a backup."

Xu Boyi said: "What does Brother Qiuchi mean?"

Li Qiuchi said viciously: "A reference for fake journals, once it is seized, it is just a deprivation of fame and fortune, and it will never be allowed to refer to it. It will not take his life!"

Xu Boyi said: "So, Brother Qiuchi is planning to make a fuss about the Xue family's murder case?"

Li Qiuchi said: "Not bad!"

Xu Boyi frowned slightly and said, "This matter is also a bit difficult."

Li Qiuchi said: "How do you say this?"

Xu Boyi said: "When I asked Xue Liu, her daughter interrupted several times, and it seemed that what Xue Liu said was untrue. I heard what her daughter said, it seemed that the one who killed her father was from the Yang family in Jingzhou. But this old woman insisted that it was Ye Xiaotian. Who said it was untrue? It is hard to say now."

Li Qiuchi raised his face and thoughtfully said, "Jingzhou Yang Family? Jingzhou Yang Family. Oh, I remembered it."

As a lawyer, Li Qiuchi knows all the powerful forces and factions in Guizhou well. When Xu Boyi said that the Yang family in Jingzhou was not Guizhou, Li Qiuchi, who was well informed, even remembered some contacts. Li Qiuchi said: "The Yang family in Jingzhou, isn't that a branch of the Yang family in Bozhou?"

Xu Boyi was stunned and said, "What happened?"

Li Qiuchi said: "It's absolutely impossible to be wrong!"

Xu Boyi said happily: "That's all! How great is the Yang family in Bozhou? Among the four kings, the Yang Tianwang of Bozhou has clearly reached the point of sitting in one place, and now it is only slightly inferior to the An family. Whether it is the Secretariat or the General Secretary, who dares to cause trouble for King Yang Tianwang?"

A cold smile flashed across Li Qiuchi's face. He said, "So, the government is unwilling to involve the Yang family. However, the girl in the Xue family is indeed a bit strange, and seems to have something to do with Ye Xiaotian. If the daughter of the victim proves the murder suspect, it will be a problem after all. At that time, she must be controlled so that she will not ruin our major event."

Xu Boyi said: "What Brother Qiuchi said makes a lot of sense."

The two of them had decided to sit there for a while, and then they all acted separately. Xu Boyi returned to the prefectural magistrate and just sat down, and the servant who was waiting for his daily life came forward to report: "Master, someone from Tian Mansion just came. Please take some time to go there."

When Xu Boyi heard that it was the summoned by the Tian Mansion, he dared not wait for any time. He immediately stood up and ran to the Tian Mansion. The Tian family fought for the two fields and was defeated by the plot of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Di. He was already seriously injured. Although he ranked third among the four great masters of An Song Tian Yang, he was actually at the bottom of his strength. However, the lean camel was bigger than a horse, and the Tian family was still a political force that should not be underestimated in the Guizhou officialdom.

Tianfu covers an area of ​​300 acres. If you look down from the air, it looks like a tiger that chooses people and eats them. Tianfu has a nine-story architectural structure of the eighth courtyard of the mansion. When you enter one by one, you will feel like "the marquis' door is as deep as the sea".

When you enter the courtyard, Xu Boyi hurried to a quiet and elegant courtyard. He took off his official boots and wore cloth socks. Under the guidance of his maid, he walked along the corridor with wooden floors to an outside of a house facing the mountains and streams. The wind chimes were beating under the corridor, but there was a gurgling sound of piano inside.

The maid stopped and said respectfully: "Miss, Xu Boyi has arrived." There was no answer inside, but the sound of the piano stopped and he fucked twice. The maid bowed slightly and stepped aside. Xu Boyi nodded to her and thanked her, held her breath and walked into the room.

The room is very elegantly decorated. There is a warm and elegant room outside. There is a red plum snow screen on one side to separate the space. There is another portal in the depths in front of it, but it is a platform built in the forest and mountains. There is a big tree on the platform, and a woman in white is facing away from this side. She is gently wiping the strings.

This woman is Tian Miaowen, who calls herself Lianxieji, but outsiders secretly call her Baihu. She is now in her ten years. She has married three husbands, and all three husbands have died suddenly during the period before the wedding date. Since then, she has become famous and no one dares to ask her again.

Xu Boyi looked up at Tian Miaowen's back, and felt soft and charming through a bead curtain. It was not like a tiger. Xu Boyi didn't dare to look at it anymore, as if the woman had a pair of eyes on her back, and could see him. She immediately looked at her nose and her heart, stood up respectfully and said, "Miss."

The woman pressed her slender fingers gently, stopping the piano sound, and said in a soft and beautiful voice: "I have been paying attention to your performance for the time you have been to Shoumoji, which is very good."

Xu Boyi was overjoyed and hurriedly bowed, "Ms. Xie praised me."

The woman said again: "However, it is easy to arrange a free position for you in Shuixi. If you want to go further, even if you are not a Jinshi, you must have a Juren to be promoted. After all, you are not a direct descendant of my Tian family, so it is difficult to become an official directly. Now that the tribute examination is imminent, I want you to quit and get a Juren back. How about it?"

Xu Boyi said respectfully: "But listen to the lady's instructions!"

The woman gently tweaked the strings a few times and said lightly: "Since that's the case, you go and prepare for the exam. If you pass, I will give you a serious future!"

P: Double the third day, are you still holding your monthly ticket? In the 21st century, you must be efficient in your work. You can quickly invest and sleep soundly!
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