The sedan chair was swaying, the Minister of Personnel, the Grand Secretary of Wenyuan Pavilion, and the Inspector Ling Han were dozing with the rhythm of the sedan chair.

The old man is in his eighties and is so old that he is no longer as good as he is. He is really unable to do anything in the yamen, neither energy nor physical strength.

A few days ago, he also wrote a memorial to the emperor for resignation. My ministers are old and are about to die and cannot afford to use them. If they succeed as a high-ranking official, they may delay national affairs.

It means that I am going to retire and don’t want to do it anymore.

But the emperor said that you have two generations of ministers and the pillars of the country. If you are not as energetic as possible, you can control the big and let go of the small. I will not force you. Now, what you lack is a loyal, diligent and pragmatic person like you. Do you want to abandon me and leave?

After receiving the Zhubi Yu's criticism, Ling Han almost burst into tears.

"Your Majesty!"

"I'm really speechless to me, an old minister!"

My mind was in a daze, and the sedan chair suddenly stopped.

Ling Han opened his eyes slightly, "What's wrong?"

He is a former martial artist from Henan, and the servants he uses are all from Henan, so he speaks in Henan dialect.

However, before the servant outside the sedan chair spoke, dozens of familiar local accents suddenly came from his ears.

"Mr. Ling, let's make the decision for us young people!"

"Lingbutang, we Henan people are bullying you so much!"

"What's going on?" The familiar local accent and the screams and injustice outside made the old Ling Han suddenly open his hair and beard.

People in the world protect their shortcomings, especially those who have become high-ranking officials. No matter how powerful they are in Beijing, they will one day return to their roots and return to their hometowns. They are the people of their hometowns and are also the spokespersons of their hometowns.

"Master!" said the housekeeper, putting his sedan chair, "A group of scholars from Henan stopped the road and said they were wronged!" As he said that, he paused, "The young people are all kneeling!"

"Get out of the sedan chair!" Ling Han ordered, and then he slowly got out of the sedan chair without anyone supporting him.

The scholar complained in the street, and Ling Han thought with his toes, and everyone knew that it must be a shocking event.

There are not many things in the world that can force readers to complain.

Liu Hansong, a scholar from Henan, took the lead, and dozens of people knelt on the long street, and many idle men were surrounded by people.

"Sir, let's make the decision for us!"

When they saw Ling Han, these scholars cried and kowtowed non-stop.

Ling Han slowly stepped forward with a tense face, "What's wrong? I'm crying, get up and talk to me!" As he said, he looked at Liu Hansong, who was leading, "Young Master, what are you calling?"

"Go back to the old man, student Liu Hansong, Shangqiu's son!" Liu Hansong choked and said, "The student's grandfather moved from Xinxiang to Shangqiu. The place where his ancestral home is located is only a hundred miles away from the old man's hometown!"

"Um! fellow villager!" Ling Han smiled, then paused suddenly and said sternly, "What if it is my fellow villager? How can I stop my husband's sedan chair in broad daylight? As a scholar, what is the reason for this? Are there any injustice? Can't the inspector go to Dali Temple? Do you have to stop me?"

"Sir, let's take a look! We really can't do anything about it!" A scholar behind cried, "We are all scholars who went to Beijing to take the exam this time, and they came from all the way. But who knew that they didn't even win!"

Ling Han was furious and kicked him over, "If you don't win, go back and continue reading. What do you think of me?" As he said that, he continued to say angrily, "If you don't have the guts, find me crying on my head, not a man at all, and you have lost all the faces of Henan people!"

"It's not just us from Henan!" Liu Hansong suddenly hugged Ling Han's thigh and cried, "Sir, no scholar in the five northern provinces is on the list, and all the Jinshis of the top three are from the southerners!"

"What?" Ling Han was stunned on the spot.

"We have not recorded the Northern People!" Liu Hansong continued to cry, "If we fail to pass the entire province, the students will have no complaints. But how can there be any reason for all the Northern People to be lost? There are countless imperial examinations in all dynasties, and these behaviors are unheard of!"

"Also, not only are the Southern people who passed the exam, but all the masters who have also passed the exam are Southern people. We are not convinced!"

"The scholars who come to Beijing are all local leaders. I dare not expect anything from the top. Could it be that the scholars who are the top scholars in the north cannot even pass the top three exams?"

"When the results were released today, the adults from the Hanlin Academy told us that our writing format was wrong, our speech was vulgar, and our writing style was not clear!"

"I dare to ask the elders, my scholars have been here for ten years. If they speak vulgar words and words, where did this Juren come from? I have been traveling thousands of miles to Beijing and deliberately want to get this exam like this? Do you want to play with the examiner?"

"One person is not worth it, and a hundred people are not worth it, but the five northern provinces, Huguang and other places are not worth it, which is abnormal!"

"It's not that we are just unfair to make trouble, but that the unfairness of the reviewers. We know the consequences of complaints, but if we don't complain, how can we have a foothold among the students in the world?"

"The pillar of the country, the hope of Henan, please make the decision for the students!"

The old man Ling Han was already angry.

"My aunt!" the old man cursed in his heart.

He was a civil servant all his life, and he was a Jinshi in the Yuan Dynasty in the previous dynasty, so he naturally knew what everyone knew about the imperial examinations.

He also knew what kind of virtues the nobles of the Hanlin Academy are now.

"Okay, stop howling!" Ling Han yelled and looked at the students, "You go back now and write another copy of your test papers and send them to my husband's house!" As he said that, he paused and continued to shout, "If you shouldn't win, you shouldn't win. But if someone deliberately makes you wronged, I will break my head and give you an explanation!"

As he said that, he walked into the sedan chair with a pizzeria and was so angry that he was humming inside.

"Damn it, I've bullied me Ling Tietou. In recent years, Henan has not won eleven or two in any subject in Henan. This year, I won't win one of them directly. If you have nothing to do with it, I won't believe it!"

Immediately, I stuck my head out of the sedan chair, "No need to go back to write, I will go home with me, I will watch you write!"

A group of Henan scholars followed Ling Han's sedan chair and wiped their tears towards Ling's mansion.

~~~

In the Marquis Mansion of Wuding, Guo Ying, with gray hair, was lying on a bamboo chair and closed her eyes to rest.

The old man is still old, but his body is still strong, his belly is open, and there is a palm-leaf fan on it, and the iced sour plum soup is placed in his hand, which is slightly cool.

"Master!" Guo Wu, the limping housekeeper, came over and whispered.

The housekeepers of the Warriors' House were all veterans who fought with these nobles back then. They were mostly disabled and were nominally master and servant, but in fact they were close to each other as relatives.

"Ah? What's the matter?" Guo Ying opened her eyes.

"A man named Liu asked for advice and said he was our fellow Fengyang!" the housekeeper said.

Guo Ying turned over and felt a little impatient, "Well, give me some money, leave some meal, and give me a few more pieces of cloth!" As he said, he said, "If you come to my hometown again, you can do it as you please. If you want to do something, don't agree. If you can't live your life, don't give me a cold face if you come to the door to fight the autumn wind!"

"Master, Liu family!" The housekeeper reminded again.

Guo Ying sat up and pondered, "The Liu family in the imperial tomb?"

"right!"

"Let him come in!" Guo Ying put on her clothes and said, "Let the kitchen prepare wine and food!"

Soon, Liu Nianen came in with some anxiety under the guidance of the housekeeper.

The reason why I was nervous was because I was intimidated by the carved beams and painted buildings in the Marquis' Mansion. Although his Liu family was not ordinary in his hometown, they could be compared with the serious military meritorious officials, one in the sky and the other underground.

When his great-grandfather was alive, his good deeds in our Liu family have been rich for several generations. But in life, you must know how to advance and retreat. Don’t just put them on the cheeks just because we did some good deeds, which makes people bored.

"Little Liu Nianen, kowtow to Marquis Guo!"

Looking at Liu Nianen, who was wearing a scholarly and Confucian uniform in front of him, Guo Ying smiled and said, "Get up, you are from Liu Shanren..."

"You are talking about the little grandfather!" Liu Nianen whispered.

"Your great grandfather is pretty good?" Guo Ying asked again.

"He has been away for many years!" Liu Nianen said, looking up at Guo Ying, "My grandfather also left the year before yesterday!"

"Oh!" Guo Yingba said, "Look at me, I don't know these things!" As she said, she smiled, "Look at your clothes, you are a scholar now? Just came from your hometown?"

Speaking of this, Guo Ying stood up and smiled, "You young man looks like a simple face. If you have anything to do, I will tell you directly. For your great-grandfather, I will never be vague if I can help you."

"Students are the candidates of this subject to Beijing!"

"Ha, your Liu family's ancestral tomb is smoking, are you a juren?" Guo Ying laughed, "How did you do this exam?"

"I didn't win!" Liu Nianen whispered.

Guo Ying's face slowed down, "It's okay if you didn't pass the imperial examination. It's amazing to have the identity of a juren!" As he said, he paused, "Do you want to go directly to the Sixth Ministry to serve in the Imperial College?" He said, "I'll make arrangements for you!"

"Old Marquis, not only I failed, but none of our scholars from Fengyang won!"

"What?" Guo Ying frowned, "No one was won?"

"Not only Fengyang, none of the students in the five northern provinces were on the list!" Liu Nianen said again, "I came here today just to make you old and help you seek justice!"
Chapter completed!