Chapter 1181: The Sour Scholar Writes Poems

Sun Shan and a group of officials exchanged greetings with the eight examinees for a while, and then everyone took their seats.

Sun Shan looked at the candidate next to him, Wang Jiaxing, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

This broker scored the best in the exam, so the throne naturally belonged to him.

Wang Jiaxing sat down obediently and exchanged glances with Sun Shan.

Then she smiled a smile that she thought was youthful and adorable.

Sun Shan: ...

Fortunately, I look average and not ugly.

Sun Shan could accept it reluctantly.

Such a banquet is not meant for eating, and one must listen to the speech of the leader before eating.

Sun Shan raised his glass high, and the other candidates and officials immediately followed suit.

Sun Shan smiled and said, "The success of Yuanlu County this time is entirely due to the hard work of all the candidates present here. You have studied hard for ten years and now you have passed the imperial examination. The hardships you have experienced are like the experience of a fish drinking water. Only you know the difference between hot and cold. I won't say much, but I wish you all a bright future and a glorious life ahead."

After saying this, take a sip and raise your glass to express your blessing.

After receiving the blessings from the magistrate, the candidates immediately raised their glasses and followed him, saying, "Thank you, sir."

After Sun Shan finished speaking, County Magistrate Wang spoke, then Chief Secretary Wu spoke, and then Instructor Deng spoke.

After the big shots had spoken, student representative Wang Jiaxing spoke.

Wang Jiaxing stood up and bowed to Sun Shan to express his gratitude: "Sir, we have achieved such good results this time, thanks to your careful teaching, especially the accommodation, food, and even the escort, so that we, the examinees, have no worries.

No words can express the gratitude of the students to the adults. Here, on behalf of the students present, the students offer a glass of wine to the adults. No words can express my gratitude, so I offer a glass of wine to the adults. "

After saying this, show your respect first and finish the glass of wine with full sincerity.

This hawker speaks very nicely, with a lot of artistic sense and action.

He drank a full glass of wine in one go, which was completely different from his usual behavior.

If I wasn't familiar with his personality, I would have been deceived by such sweet words and lofty sentiments.

Everyone can act.

Sun Shan returned the toast, taking a sip as usual, and smiled with satisfaction: "You are too kind. You should be the ones to thank for your great achievements. My contribution is insignificant and not worth mentioning."

After a pause, he joked, "After this banquet today, go back and continue to work hard tomorrow. There will be a provincial examination next year, so you must continue to study hard and create more glory for Yuanlu."

The scholar immediately expressed his gratitude for Sun Shan's earnest teachings.

The fat scholar raised his glass of wine again and toasted Sun Shan cheerfully: "Sir, this time, thanks to your guards, I was able to enter the venue smoothly. Sir, I toast you a glass."

After saying that, he drank it in one gulp just like Wang Jiaxing did, and his whole chubby face immediately turned red again and again.

The student was so enthusiastic that Sun Shan couldn't refuse.

He smiled and raised his glass and said, "Mr. Bai, there is no need to thank you. But I have something to say. You must pay attention in the future, especially before the exam. You must adjust your diet and sleep. When we enter the examination room, we are not only tested on our studies, but also on our health. Remember, remember, remember!"

The fat scholar's face turned even redder, and he nodded repeatedly, saying, "Thank you for your reminder, sir. I will pay attention to it in the future. I suffered a great loss this time, and I will not make the same mistake again. I will put your teachings to rest and remember the lesson."

I was thinking about next year's provincial examination. Can I ask the adults to ask Uncle Dali to be my bodyguard?

Although Uncle Dali is illiterate, he is organized and most importantly, strict. As long as they are under his supervision, no matter who they are, they must listen to his instructions.

The fat scholar felt that he needed such an administrator. Only by being supervised at all times could he have the motivation to move forward.

If he were allowed to take the imperial examination alone, he might make mistakes again.

It is so hard to change the bad habit of being greedy. No one is watching, I just want to eat.

Alas, the world of foodies is only known by foodies. If foodies don’t want to eat, the only suitable way is to live a prison-like life.

When he got home this time, the servant told him everything that happened on the way.

When my father and mother heard this, they patted their chests and called for the ancestors to bless them. They almost missed the opportunity to change the door lintel.

He also said that he would shamelessly apply for guards at the government office for the provincial examination next year. He also said that the guards of the county magistrate's family would bring prosperity to the Bai family, and with them following them, perhaps the family could even rise higher.

At this moment, the fat scholar was truly grateful to Sun Shan, so he drank very lavishly.

The fat scholar toasted Sun Shan twice, but it was still not enough to express his gratitude to him.

With a face as red as blood, he said, "Sir, I am offering you a glass of wine. A thousand words are beyond words. Sir, I am grateful in my heart."

After saying that, he filled another glass of wine.

Sun Shan's mouth twitched:...

This fat guy wants to take advantage of the opportunity to have a drink since today's banquet is free?

Sun Shan took another sip and immediately stopped him: "Don't drink too much, remember."

The fat scholar's face turned as red as an apple. He nodded repeatedly and didn't dare to drink any more, for fear that the adults would say he was greedy.

After the fat scholar finished his toast, the remaining scholars took turns to toast Sun Shan.

As each scholar came forward to toast, Sun Shan would call out their names and say a few words of encouragement.

Anyway, nice words don't cost money, so just say as many as you can. Maybe one of the scholars will, after hearing his encouragement, work hard and break out of Chenzhou Prefecture and go to the capital.

Among the widow Li's family, Mr. Zhong and Wang Jiaxing, the fat boy obviously has a harder time speaking.

He just said softly: "Thank you, sir. I'd like to offer you a toast."

Sun Shan smiled gently and nodded: "Mr. Zhong, keep up the good work and forge ahead."

Fortunately, there were only eight scholars, so they couldn't drink much when they toasted.

Sun Shan was not good at drinking, so he just took a sip to show that he had already drunk.

He is the most powerful person here, and no one present dares to force him to drink.

Sun Shan and the newly promoted scholars had a round of drinks, and then County Magistrate Wang and others drank with them.

The dishes are served only when the time is almost right.

The purpose of this meal was not to have a meal, but to strengthen the relationship between Sun Shan and the scholar, and between the scholar and Sun Shan.

Everyone was eating and talking and laughing.

There was laughter and chatter, and the entire second floor of the teahouse was bustling with noise.

During the meal, Deng suggested: "Sir, why don't you come up with a question and let the scholars show their literary talent."

One-stop service for eating, drinking and writing poetry.

Teacher Deng saw that Sun Shan was only concerned with eating and toasting, and did not mention writing poetry at all, so he thought Sun Shan had forgotten it.

At such an important moment, we have to use poetry to express the grand scene.

Sun Shan: ...

Hello, Instructor Deng, I had already forgotten about this matter. Why are you bringing it up again?

Writing poetry, writing poetry. Only scholars can write poetry. As a Jinshi, he has long jumped out of this group.