(It's late today, sorry sorry, it's definitely early tomorrow!) ）-

Seeing this name, Diao Zhushu frowned, his impression of this Wang Xian can be said to be extremely bad.

The dignified No. 3 person in the county should have had nothing to do with a little scoundrel, until one day more than a month ago, his daughter came back crying and said that she had been humiliated by a little ruffian named Wang Er at the docks. The sentence 'slut is hypocrisy', although he heard his daughter relay it, he was still so angry that he vomited blood.

What is Slut? Advocate excellent soap is a slut! Master Diao's book is a scholarly family, an official of the court, and his daughter was scolded as a slut, can he not be dishonored? It's just that he can't go to trouble a scoundrel, isn't that a practice for himself?

If this alone is not enough to make Diao Zhushu cut his teeth so much. There is another case, and that is the unsolved warden!

This position, Diao Zhushu has already promised to help his brother-in-law get it, who knows that Sima begged the dog to want it too!

Diao is afraid of the book, and if he can't make a mistake, he has to kneel on the washboard, so he won't give in. In his opinion, Wei Zhixian must have given himself this face, who knew that Lu Dao and Sima Qiuxin had recently made a contribution, making Wei Zhixian difficult to decide, and this matter was there.

Diao Zhushu heard from Wei Zhixian that the person Sima asked for recommendation was Wang Xian!

How would he feel when he saw the name?

Closing the file with a cold face, Diao wanted to drive the second Wang away, but he didn't open his mouth, and he felt that it was inappropriate, didn't I ask Sima for a handle? What's more, Wang Ziyao's face can't be left unpaid.

After pondering for a while, he changed his mind again, "I heard that this Wang Er doesn't know how to learn, so it's better to try him, let him make a fool of himself, and I will refuse him with righteous words, so that the face of the king's official book is also given, and Sima Qiu can't say anything." ’

"Let him in." After making up his mind, Diao said in a deep voice. Hmph, there is a way in heaven that you don't go, and hell has no door to cast! It should fall into my hands, let's settle the old accounts together!

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a tall and thin young man, wearing an ill-fitting straight jacket, with a fair face, delicate facial features, and two big and bright eyes, which were not annoying at all.

Sure enough, you can't judge people by their appearance. Diao Zhushu thought secretly in his heart, and said expressionlessly: "You are Wang Xian?" ”

"The villain is exactly." After saluting, Wang Xian straightened up and said.

"The clerk recommends you to be the secretary, and this bookseller requires good conduct, being able to write and calculate." Diao Zhushu sneered and asked, "Which one do you think you can occupy?" ”

When the prince on the side heard this, he couldn't help frowning, but it was just a bookstore, and he recommended it himself, so it was said that he was going through a procedure. How can you listen to the words surnamed Diao, is it to show Wang Er's rhythm to the color?

He suddenly remembered the recent rumors that Master Diao and Master Sima had a dispute over a pawn, but what this Wang Xian wanted to seek was just a bookstore, which was not the same thing at all!

"The villain doesn't dare to boast." Wang Xian replied without humility or arrogance: "But I have never broken the law, and I can write and count." "The heart said, no matter how ugly I write, at least I can write, and I can't deny that.

"It's good to avoid the important and light," Diao Zhushu snorted coldly: "Why did this official hear that you have always been idle and like to gamble?" ”

"My lord Mingjian, my father was wrongfully imprisoned, and my family was implicated. As for gambling, it has long been proven to be fake, and the county magistrate has already cleared my name. ”

Listening to his sharp teeth and secretly change concepts, Zhilu Dao couldn't hold him in words, and Diao Zhushu snorted: "I don't care about your bad things, let's see the truth under my hands." After a pause, he said: "To help officials deal with government affairs, the first is to write well, and the second is to be proficient in law and arithmetic. As he spoke, he pointed to the table in the corner of the room and said, "Ready-made pen and paper, you can write out the article of "Slightly Selling People" in the "Daming Law and Criminal Law" for me." ”

Wang Xian was sweating on his forehead, Da Ming Law was so thick, how could he be able to memorize it? But when he heard that it was this, he couldn't help but be overjoyed, and he didn't know how many times he had read this article repeatedly in order to convict He Chang. But he was very calm, and in response to the order, he took up the pen and wrote:

Whoever devises a strategy, and entices a beloved, and sells a beloved as a slave, has a hundred rods and three thousand miles. and for his wives and concubines, and his children and grandchildren, a hundred rods, and three years' ......."

"Not only the text, but also the following details." Diao added again.

Wang Xian scolded secretly, so he had to write: 'If you buy a woman from a good family and resell it in the name of begging for a house, the crime is the same'...... and there are nine more articles next, he doesn't remember it so clearly, he can only write a rough one, but the meaning will not be wrong.

But as he wrote, he muttered in his heart, does this Diao master book have a grudge against me? My father can't even write "Da Ming Law", why is it so difficult for me? The loss is this, if it is replaced by something that I don't remember, wouldn't I just stare at it?

Diao Zhushu sat behind the big case and couldn't see what Wang Xian wrote, but when he saw that he had been writing, he knew that he had something to write. I can't help but be a little surprised, I can't imagine that this kid has really worked hard. But then take another arithmetic question, which is not something that can be achieved by rote memorization.

"The second question is an arithmetic problem, listen up. If a pawnshop lends 1,000 yuan, the monthly interest is 30 yuan. Today, there is a lender with 750 dollars, and he will return it in nine days, and he asks how much interest is there? ”

"Six and three-quarters." Wang Xian put pen to paper, and came up with the answer, what is more fun than testing him in mathematics?

"Have you seen "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic"?" Diao said in disbelief, this kid can't be regarded as unskilled.

"No, the villain figured it out himself." Wang Xian suddenly remembered that on the dock a month and a half ago, the 'slut is hypocritical' Miss Diao was not the daughter of the county master?

"Then you count one more." Diao Zhushu remembered a poem he had read in his early years, and he had not come up with an answer for many years, so he decided to use this to make it difficult for Wang Xian, so he cleared his throat and said: "The towering ancient temple is in the mountains and forests, and I don't know how many monks there are in the temple. Three hundred and sixty-four bowls, see if you run them out. Three people eat a bowl of rice, and four people eat a bowl of soup. Please ask the people who know the calculations in the hall, and count how many monks in the temple. ”

Wang Xian made a binary equation and calculated it, and then gave the answer: "Six hundred and twenty-four monks." ”

"You're not blind, are you?" Seeing that he had an answer in the blink of an eye, Diao was very difficult to accept.

"Three hundred and sixty-four bowls, two hundred and eight bowls for rice, one hundred and fifty-six bowls for soup, adults themselves to calculate." Wang Xian already knew in his heart that this old bastard was deliberately embarrassing himself, and seeing his surprised look, he knew that he wouldn't know it himself!

Diao Zhushu picked up the pen and calculated, but it was not exactly this number. Deng Shihu said suspiciously: "Have you also read this question?" ”

"No, the villain figured it out himself." Wang Xian still had that expression, but his heart was already cold. encountered such an old bastard who had a personal vendetta, and he passed this hurdle, how will he mix in the yamen in the future?

"How is it possible......" Diao Zhushu shook his head, and came up with several difficult arithmetic problems one after another, all of which were easily solved by Wang Xian, and then he was completely speechless......

The prince on the side looked stupid, and said in his heart that it was no wonder that Wang Boy kept running to the casino, it turned out that the calculation was so powerful!

Such a person who can settle accounts is exactly what the county urgently needs, so he doesn't understand, why is Diao the master stunned to look at this kid unpleasantly?

"Next question, you should write a poem for this 'Yellow Mountain Welcome Pine'." Diao had nothing to do, so he actually took the test to compose poetry. He has a good calculation, even if Wang Xian can compose poems, he can still let him compose, I don't believe that this kid can even do Bagu essays. This is the advantage of mastering the initiative, the same test, there is always one thing he will not do.

"Third master, there is no need for a scribe to compose poetry." Even an old fox like Wang Ziyao couldn't help but say.

Diao Zhushu glanced at Wang Ziyao and said lightly: "The book of the prince is bad, there is a way of 'poetry and words', I want to see his character." ”

"This ......" The prince had nothing to say, so he had to look at Wang Xian, hoping that he would continue to work hard and show his extraordinary attainments in poetry.

Wang Xian is all about to die of depression, as for it, it's just a clerk, if I can compose poetry, I would have gone to the exam show earlier, and I would still be here with you mushrooms? The old bastard wants me to finish and just say, why are you so disgusting?

But people are swords, I am fish and meat, how can he say a word in this situation? Wang Xian could only suppress the evil fire that was scurrying in his heart, and thought about how to deal with it...... He looked at the painting, which was a welcoming pine rooted in the cliff, and used his brain to recall the poems he had memorized.

Speaking of which, there are really a lot of Tang poems and Song poems in Wang Xian's belly, but unfortunately it is now the Ming Dynasty......

The poets of the middle and late Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty were not famous, and there were only a handful of famous poems. Wang Xian also wants to find an ordinary poem, but who will remember the ordinary poem? So what he can remember is those few masterpieces.

Seeing that he was finally stumped, Diao Zhushu breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that if he didn't have a grudge against this kid, it would be more than enough for him to be a household clerk. But who made you offend me?

Diao was about to say, 'You are not qualified enough, go back and continue to work hard', but saw Wang Xian pick up the pen, not to write on the paper, but to the blank space of his painting, and put down the pen!

"Don't ......" Diao Zhushu mentioned his throat when he boarded the book, it was his favorite painting, but before the words were spoken, Wang Xian's pen had fallen, and the pen was gone, and the inscription was written.

'What a stinky handwriting...... Diao Zhushu saw Wang Xian's obviously beginner's handwriting, and he was almost crazy: "You stop me!" ”

Although Wang Xian's characters stink, he writes quickly. Before Diao finished speaking, he had already finished writing the last sentence, threw the pen away, and looked back at Diao Master with a blank face.

"Who told you to write on it!" Diao Zhushu's white face turned red with anger, and he yelled: "This is a famous painting of the Yuan Dynasty, and it was ruined by you like this, ruined!" ”

"It's the master who said that you wrote a poem for this 'Huangshan Welcome Pine'......" Wang Xian shrunk his neck and said with a look of trepidation.

"Did I let you get the real question? Which green onion are you going to write on my drawing? Diao was angry, but his mind was very clear. Now that the painting has been ruined, it is time to think about recovering the loss and how to use this matter to make a fuss! Thinking of this, he got up and walked to the table, took off the painting, rolled it in his hand and said, "Go, follow me to the county master!" ”-