Chapter 65 Returning Home

Examiner Gu: "Next is the secondary craftsmanship. A total of forty-two people have been admitted. There are candidates from the northern area of ​​the county..."

Wang Ge knew what he was saying and waited excitedly, waiting to read "Gu Zhi Xiang", but he did, and there were seven in total, but she still wasn't there.

What's going on? Even if the number of tools made is less, she should still be among the lower-class craftsmen. How could she not be included in any of them?

Wang Ge was depressed. Since Magistrate Huan told her to wait for the results to be posted, he must have a purpose. From time to time, she stood on tiptoe and looked at Magistrate Huan. When the examiner was in charge, the wanderer was searching for her.

As for Examiner Gu, his voice became hoarse after reading this for a long time. The next news was too important, so he tried his best to raise his voice: "There are no top craftsmen in Cuiyi County this year, but... a first-class craftsman was admitted, first-class! She

It’s me, Dajin…”

After the four words "first-class craftsman", the examiner's voice was drowned in the crowd.

Magistrate Huan was displeased and signaled a group of wanderers to strike the ground with their spears. The noise gradually subsided and the examiner shouted again: "Kou Zhixiang, Jia She Village, Wang Ge... was admitted as... a first-class craftsman! She

It’s me who’s bigger…”

Who? Wang Ge's eyes widened, making sure he heard correctly. The examiner called her name.

"Examiner Gu." Magistrate Huan interrupted, "Your voice is too soft. Everyone should know the name of a first-class craftsman!" His eyes swept over Wang Ge in the distance, then he stretched out his finger and clicked.

One of the people on the tour ordered: "You, beat the drum of fame for Wang Ge, the first-class craftsman."

This Youyou dared to complain against Wang Ge, but he did not dare to raise his head when facing the county magistrate.

Damn little girl! He cursed secretly and walked to the drum. How could he be so willing? How could she be a first-class craftsman? Didn't they say that absolutely no one could pass the first-class exam?

On the second day of the exam, she was kicked out of the examination room by his trick. How could she be a first-class craftsman? Could it be that before he kicked her out, she had already made more than fifty items?

That damn servant girl must be watching him make a fool of himself right now, right?

Of course Wang Ge would watch him make a fool of himself! At the same time, he secretly applauded Magistrate Huan for helping her vent her anger!

This is called tit for tat!

Yesterday, she was forced to beat the drum, but today, she was forced to play the drum to make her famous!

With hundreds of people watching, Youyou raised his hand and hammered it down.

Boom~

This drum sound is not as loud as a fart sound.

Magistrate Huan County angrily reprimanded: "I am a tour leader in Chengyi County. How do I usually train like this? If I can't beat the drum, how can I support the security of the village? If someone else can beat the drum, and whoever can't beat it, I will just be a stable sweeper like this person.

Ting Fu!"

Jiashe Village, Wanghu.

Tingfu Huanzhen sneezed, and Wang Yun, who was opposite the writing desk, wanted to express concern, but was afraid of being knocked on the back of his hand, so he quickly immersed himself in writing seriously. These bamboo slips were made one by one by my sister. If you are not serious, how can you be worthy of me?

Sister's hard work.

However, it is too difficult to write beautiful calligraphy like Brother Huan. But Brother Huan said that when he was practicing calligraphy when he was young, his writing was like a caterpillar. So Wang Yun was not impatient and practiced over and over again.

, he is not afraid of wrist pain or cold hands. My sister said that everyone’s hands have a mission. My sister’s hands are used to weave bamboo products, and his hands are used to read and write, which is very hard.

Ugh...Sister. Wang Yun wiped the tears with his left hand, but they couldn't be wiped away quickly. He missed his sister so much. It was such a cold day that he was freezing in the room. What should he do? She had nowhere to stay.

, how cold is it? My sister must be returning home. She must not be willing to take the ox cart, and must be walking back again.

"Stop writing now. Let's go to the courtyard. I'll teach you how to recite today." Huan Zhen didn't know how to persuade a child, and he couldn't sit still because of the cold. His clothes made of reeds looked thick and not warm at all.

Pricked in panic.

Wang Yun ran a few steps quickly and opened the door. Two people, one big and one small, dressed as balls, walked quickly around the yard. One was trembling, the other was sniffing and chanting: "Guan Ning's character is young."

An, I am from Zhuxu, Beihai. I lost my father when I was sixteen years old, and I feel sorry for him being lonely and poor..."

Two days later, Wang Ge was walking back home in the face of the wind, feeling very depressed. The first-class craftsman really had a good name, and the private craftsmanship shop owned by the powerful would not hire her at all. No one is stupid, and middle-class and low-class craftsmen are not necessarily good at making utensils.

How slow is it? Who is willing to pay several times more to hire a first-class craftsman?

Nanshan Guan Villa urgently called for a carpenter to make arrow shafts. When he heard that she was a first-class craftsman, he waved his hand and sent her to Qinghe Village opposite to ask.

What are you asking? For the craftsmen at Qinghezhuang Carpentry Shop, the craftsman’s wife stood in the aisle and shouted, “Only hire low-grade craftsmen,” not even middle-class craftsmen.

Wang Ge definitely didn't give up, so she went to the county and was rejected by several private craftsmen's shops in the village. She then went to the government's public craftsmen's shop to inquire. They did not reject first-class craftsmen there, but the craftsmen had to live in the village for a long time.

Four miles.

Wang Ge was completely disappointed and embarked on her return journey. The wind blew through her clothes stuffed with reeds and awakened her dream of getting rich.

The joy of returning home gradually surged. I wonder if the new road in front of the hospital has been repaired? How are my parents, father, and uncle in health? Is my brother not growing taller? Did he sneak into her bed to sleep and cry secretly?

She remembered that there was a Wei Pavilion in front of her, and after passing the Wei Pavilion was the Linshui Pavilion. She could not stay overnight in the Wei Pavilion, so she had to rest temporarily.

As the number of wild reeds increased, a winding path appeared among them, and she knew she was almost at the Reed Pavilion.

"Tiger treasure?" A person suddenly came out of the deep grass nest, wrapped in a mattress. If Wang Ge hadn't recognized the voice of his second uncle at once, he would have scared her half to death.

"Second uncle? Why are you here...you, have you been waiting for me for a long time?" Wang Ge's eyes turned red. How could the second uncle be here for no reason? He must have calculated a good day to welcome her. He was hiding in the deep grass because of Wei Ting.

There is no shelter from the wind.

Wang Erlang's face was frozen, and he spoke awkwardly: "Yesterday, I just came here today. I just came here not long ago. Come on, come on!" He took off the basket on Wang Ge's back, stuffed the mattress to her, and then put it in her hand.

He put his small basket in Wang Ge's big basket and put it on his back, urging her: "Let's go quickly and rush to Linshui Pavilion to spend the night."

"Second uncle, please put it on, I won't be cold."

"Oh, I'm sweating because of the heat, so there's no need. Please put it on quickly, don't get cold."

The uncle and nephew hurriedly hurried and finally arrived at Linshui Pavilion before dark.

Setting out early the next morning, Wang Ge found that there were a lot less livestock carts on the road. His second uncle explained: "I heard that some officials were sent to the other side of the river to build a wider road. No one in the village could explain clearly, so I didn't

I didn’t understand.”

"That side of the river?"

"Yes, isn't it still a river on the other side of the river? How about repairing roads? Repairing boats is almost the same."

"By the way, uncle, I saw a big ship at the place called Nanshan this time."

"Um."

"Second uncle, why don't you ask me how big the boat is?"

"You dare to brag about being a first-class craftsman, how big can the ship be?"

The uncle and nephew were chatting and laughing, forgetting about the cold for a moment. When they arrived in front of the village, Wang Ge did not expect that his eldest father was wandering at the entrance of the village.

"Dad?" She hurried over and grabbed his sleeve: "Dad, why are you standing here? It's so cold."

"It's time for you to arrive."

The three of them quickened their pace and turned onto the east-west road. Wang Ge was startled. The spacious new road had been built in front of her house. For a moment, she didn't dare to recognize it. However, there were too many rural soldiers and ministers, so she lowered her head.

Stay close to your eldest father, and your second uncle comes over.

As soon as she entered the hospital, the tiger's head cried and plunged into her arms.

"My brother has grown taller." Wang Ge couldn't help it anymore and cried out, hugging Hutou tightly. The baby she raised with one hand was always worried, not only was her brother, this was her child!

"The Biography of Guan Ning", "The Biography of Mao's Poems" and "The Analects of Confucius" are all children's educational books in the Jin Dynasty.

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