"What's wrong?" Shui Sheng was also brave and curious for a moment. He couldn't help but come up and bowed to a soldier, unable to help but ask.

"Does go, what are you looking at?" A soldier who was leading the way cursed with his eyebrows, "You little green skin, you have known that you have been hanging around this dock all day long, and you will end up like this early. I know that this bird sells private salt and smuggling armor, no matter which one is a death sentence, it happened to be taken by our Central Army Governor's Office. This time, it is appropriate to be a tribe of the three tribes."

After saying that, he jumped and kicked over.

Shui Sheng took a breath of air conditioning, and the cold hair suddenly stood up. Speaking of which, Yun Yi was able to get on the boat and pass the level, he was also a broker. If he really pursued it, he would probably be in danger of being exiled. First, he was afraid, and because of the other party's official power, he forgot to dodge.

I was kicked down from the middle and ordinary people took this shot and collapsed to the ground.

Shui Sheng has a martial arts body, and has already trained her body to the point of being as strong as steel, but she is still immovable.

The soldier was shocked to take a step back and was about to fall to the ground.

When Shui Sheng saw that it was not good, he hurriedly stepped forward and helped him, and smiled and said with apologies: "Of course, you have committed a crime of death. I dare to ask, just take such one. Did the ship's family take it? Are there any conspiracy?"

The soldier was shocked to see that he couldn't kick Shui Sheng, and was about to get angry.

A companion next to him said, "Fu Lao Er, why are you angry with the same scoundrel? It's important to handle the Lord's case." He looked up and cursed at Shui Sheng, "Get out of here, why are you asking about our yamen? I'm thinking about dying? So what if you pick up a criticism and just hold this one? What's the matter with other people?"

After saying that, he ignored Shui Sheng and stood up to leave.

Suddenly, as if the dead Yun Yi suddenly opened his eyes. He found Shui Sheng, and suddenly stretched out his broken hand and grabbed him, opened his mouth silently, revealing his half-cut tongue.

"Hey, you're still awake, why are you still unwilling to give up." Chao Yunyi, who was named Fu Laoer, spitted on his face and cursed: "It's so that you can understand that you have offended the nobles from Beijing. After riding on someone's boat, he still has a unclear speech. He doesn't know how to die. I blame you for your hard life..."

Before he finished speaking, a soldier shouted, "Don't you say anything, do you want to die?"

Fu Laoer's expression changed drastically, and he lowered his head and left with everyone.

"Your noble man in Beijing... has made someone else's boat...?" Shui Sheng was stunned, and his doubts were even more serious. At this moment, the other people around him who were watching the fun screamed.

The scream woke him up. When he looked back, he saw Zhu Mao collapsed softly to the ground.

It turned out that Zhu Shusheng was timid. When did he see the bloody scene of his tongue being cut off half of his fingers? He fainted immediately.

"Scholar.Scholar, what's wrong with you?"

He hurriedly asked the porter next to him for a scoop of water, fed it in, and splashed the rest on his head.

After a while, Zhu Shusheng woke up and shouted: "Am I dead or alive?"

Everyone laughed and said, "Scholar, you are naturally alive."

When Shuisheng saw Zhu Maoshui was wet, his whole body was trembling all over. He felt very pitiful. He had something in his heart and said, "Scholar, you go back first."

"No." But Zhu Mao had some strength from where he came from, struggled to stand up and said, "I heard in the school that I was the main examination of the Yingtianfu exam in the undergraduate degree, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and the top scorer of the palace examination last year, Lord Wu Shizhen and Wu was coming to Nanjing. The county magistrates of each county were coming to greet him, so I had to join in the fun too."

"What a mess? Who are you talking about?" Shui Sheng was shocked. The big man from the capital was still named Wu.

"You know, Mr. Zhuang Yuan?"

"Ah, the top scholar." Shui Sheng took a breath of air conditioning. He knew that the top scholar was the stars in the sky descending to the earth, and his voice changed: "How old is the surname Wu, the throne you mentioned?"

Zhu Mao: "It's Wu, Wu Shizhen. No scholar in the world has ever heard of his name. He won six yuan in a row and was the first person in history. His poems are so broad that they are like a big river in the Yangtze River, pouring thousands of miles away."

As he spoke, Zhu Mao's eyes were filled with gleam, and he couldn't help singing loudly: "The wind was strong, the sky was high, the apes roared, the white birds flew back, the endless fallen trees were whistling down, the endless Yangtze River rolled in. Thousands of miles of sad autumn, and the illness was always on the stage for more than a hundred years. Hardships and bitterness were full of frost hair, and the new wine glass was turbid. Great, magnificent! The tone was sonorous and the momentum was unfulfilled, and the loneliness and sorrow of our generation had passed away and the ambitions were not fulfilled. I believe that when Wu Shizhen wrote this poem, he was at a time when he was not satisfied with his talent... to borrow his words, "I don't need to be named a marquis of ten thousand households in my life, I hope to know Wu Yizhou at one time. If I could meet him today, I would be willing to die!"

Zhu Mao was covered in water, his hair was loose, his shoes were also lost, and he looked excited.

There were people on the docks, so how could I understand what he was saying? I just thought that this person sang and danced, and it was obviously crazy.

They all shouted: "This scholar is crazy, hurry up, call him a doctor."

"Call the doctor, who will give the medicine money? In my opinion, just pour a mouthful of yellow soup in it."

Shui Sheng also felt that Zhu Mao's situation was a bit terrible, so he hurriedly called a familiar small cart to push goods, picked him up and threw it in the car: "Scholar, you'd better go home!"

"I'm just a child, not a scholar." Zhu Mao was still struggling: "I want to meet Wu Shizhen."

Someone advised: "Scholar, even if the noble person you mentioned comes, you can't see him. Think about it, there are so many county magistrates, and the docks must be cleared. If you are not a juren, you can't rely on them at all."

Zhu Mao still refused to rely on his own. Shui Sheng was upset and said, "Scholar, you should go home. If you don't leave, you will be fed to manure."

Zhu Mao was so scared that he woke up. If a scholar was really drunk with yellow soup, what kind of face would he have to live in the world?

Only then did he stop struggling and let others push himself away.

Not long after Zhu Mao left, he heard a few cannons. Suddenly, a group of yamen runners like wolves and tigers began to clear the field. While slamming the whip, he shouted loudly: "All go away. Master of the Ministry of Education and Master of the County Master of the County Master of the County Master of the County Master of the County Master of the County Master of the County Master of the County Master of the County Master of the County, and if he was shocked, he would beat him to death!"

He drove the idle people away so that he could not see the shadow before he could stop.

I was busy. Another official was holding a shed to look up at the river and shouted loudly: "Master Wu's official ship is here!"

Shui Sheng was wrapped in the people. He accidentally ate a whip. Hearing this shout, he turned to look at the river, but saw a group of small sampans planted flags from the Central Army Governor's Office and the Lijin Bureau, guarding a large ship towards the dock like stars holding the moon.

That boat was the one that Shui Sheng had previously seated, Boss Wu...

Shui Sheng's shock was extraordinary, and his heart was beating almost out of his mouth.

The doubts in my heart became increasingly enormous. I secretly hid in a pile of bamboo buns while the person was unprepared. Only a pair of eyes were exposed outside.

Then, a group of officials in various official uniforms came together, with cranes, quails, egrets and other on the patch, so dazzling his eyes were all about to be dazzled.

After a while, the boat finally landed. Shui Sheng looked over and Boss Wu Jie, dressed in a civilian clothes, walked over with a smile accompanied by a military officer in a big red dress.

Immediately, several officials came forward: "Sir Wu" and "Cheng Anbo" bowed and greeted each other, with an extremely respectful attitude.

When he heard Cheng Anbo's name, Shui Sheng was even more shocked. This was the head of the Nanjing garrison, the entire Nanjing area, and a real nobleman.

Moreover, such a second-rank count is so intimate with Boss Wu... In this way, Wu Jie is really a noble person from Beijing.

Next, a group of officials came forward to talk to Wu Jie and said something that Shui Sheng couldn't understand. Wu Jie socialized one by one, behaved calmly and appropriately, with a graceful and generous momentum.

"Fake, fake, I must have invited a troupe to act for me." Shui Sheng couldn't help but moan in his heart, but he also knew that he was just a thug, and who would have spent time to create such a big battle to deceive him.

Moreover, these people couldn't understand a single word, just like what Zhu Xiucai said when he was occasionally sour.

This...what is going on?

Soon, the suspicion in Shui Sheng's heart was shattered.

Because he saw Lord Duan of the magistrate of Shangyuan County among the crowd.

Although Shangyuan County is a county, its capital is in Nanjing. The magistrate will be promoted to the church for two days every month, the first day and the fifteenth day of the day.

Shui Sheng had visited the lively two times before, and remembered the appearance of Lord Duan.

And right here, Duan County Zun happened to be standing next to Wu Jie, with a respectful look on his face, just like younger generations.

In the past, a county magistrate was already a great figure in the mind of Shui Sheng, let alone an earl. Moreover, these people seemed to respect Wu Jie very much.

It seems that Wu Jie is really a noble person from the capital, even older than Cheng Anbo’s official position.

Thinking about this, Shui Sheng seemed to be hit by lightning and was unable to move any more.

I don’t know how long it took, but after Wu Jie got into the sedan chair and another army drove the way and left the dock, Shui Sheng stood up from the pile of linen bags and his eyes became straight.

While walking forward mechanically, he murmured: "He is a noble man, he is really a noble man. I, Shuisheng, had no idea about Mount Tai and missed such a great opportunity."

"After practicing the same boat for a hundred years, God pityed me for a lifetime of suffering and sent me to the nobles. As long as I was in the eyes of others, I would have wealth in this life. Then Dong Dalang was just a cheap brother-in-law to become Governor Hu's aide, so he would have been in a prosperous life. I heard that the aide was not counted as a nonsense in Lord Hu's mansion, just like a gatekeeper. But in this way, Dong Dalang relied on this relationship and moved to the top of Nanjing's career."

"Then Lord Wu doesn't know what the origin is. Seeing An Bo as so friendly with him, he must be an official as big as Hubutang. If I met him, wouldn't I be more majestic than Dong Dalang?"

"Shui Sheng, you idiot, actually missed this big opportunity." Shui Sheng just wanted to slap himself in the face, and felt a little like crying.

Behind him, someone shouted: "Little Shui, your fish, fish..."

Shui Sheng ignored it and walked in a daze, not knowing why he got home. Then he remembered that he had thrown away the two sword fishes that Zong Bo gave him.

He took a deep breath and suddenly smiled, "Shuisheng, Shuisheng, you are so unpromising. A man, if you want to make a name for yourself, you have to be afraid of death and dare to fight and kill. How can you think of learning from Dong Dalang to climb high branches?"

"You deserve no blessing in your life. You can't blame others."

Thinking of this, he calmed down and reached out to knock on his door: "Mom, sister-in-law, Shui Sheng is back."

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Wu Jie was taken over by Yingtian Prefecture to the county magistrate and the academic administration of the prefecture, and went all the way to the tribute court.

According to the court system, Wu Jie and Mo Zi and his son will live here for the next period of time.

In the Gongyuan, the prefect Yingtian was already waiting there, and Wan Wenming's wine and food had already been delivered.

Yingtian was the capital of Liudu. Yingtian Prefecture was as respected as Shuntian Prefecture, and was under the position of the six ministers. He was above the minister of the ministers and was a third-rank official who valued his own identity, so he naturally would not take over Wu Jie.

Wu Jie paid homage to the prefect at the following ceremony and sat down at the head of Wan Civilization.

The prefect was because of his high status. Wan Wenming was not used to dealing with civil servants. The two of them exchanged greetings with Wu Jie and the civil servants, ate a few more glasses of wine, and then said goodbye.

After seeing off the two high-ranking officials, the officials at the banquet relaxed at the same time and the atmosphere became warm. Naturally, there was a narration, poetry, and drinking, and the fun was still there until midnight. Then they dispersed.

The weather has become hot, and Huadiao wine is mellow. Wu Jie is so hot that she is covered in sweat.

After the officials dispersed, the scholar-official king's house asked Wu Jie to go to the study to speak.

The bookstore did not allow the chief to follow the marquis, just the two of them.

Wu Jie took a boat all day and was a little tired, but I guess Mr. Wang had to talk about the exam, so he had to cheer up.

However, Wang Wu did not mention the exam in this period, but asked about the details of Wu Jie's failure in the Hanlin Academy's major exam.

Seeing Wu Jie's expression of confusion, Wang Wu said with emotion that he was also given a Jinshi, but unfortunately he was ranked low and could not choose a museum. He was very curious about the matter of the Hanlin Academy.

Wu Jie took a sip of strong tea and cheered up, saying that it was nothing. This was a system of the court. Every year, the examinations of local governments, such as Shuntian, Yingtian and the provincial capitals of each province, or the provincial examinations once every three years, must be sent from the Hanlin Academy and the colleges of various departments to be the main examination.
To be continued...