Seeing that Shen Zhiyi didn't say anything, Tan Zhitui continued to increase the stakes anxiously.
"Add another five hundred taels of gold."
Now that’s exactly two thousand taels of gold.
Shen Zhiyi’s heart was shamefully moved.
"Okay, I'll introduce you to the old emperor. No, the emperor."
【It’s over.】
[Oh my mouth, how could you be so shameless as to shout out what is in your heart. 】
Shen Zhiyi closed his eyes and performed a kneeling move right on the spot.
This frightened Tan Zhitui, and he hurried forward to help Shen Zhiyi up.
"Chen Lang, it's Mr. Tan who wants to ask you for something. Please don't kneel down before me."
"I'm not kneeling to you, so get out of the way."
The old emperor pushed Tan Zhitui away, still with a seemingly gentle smile on his face.
"She kneels to me."
The old emperor looked at Tan Zhitui.
"Two thousand taels of gold, right? I accepted it on behalf of Shen Zhiyi."
Tan Zhitui: “Ah?”
I?
The word this old man just said was "I"!!!
Tan Zhitui knelt down next to Shen Zhiyi with a thud.
He said with great fear and trepidation, "It is Your Majesty. I have offended Your Majesty. Please forgive me."
"I can't say I'm sorry, but you are a very courageous young man. If you want to enter the official career, you should take the imperial examination. It won't work if you try to take shortcuts here."
"Your Majesty, you don't know that I am a commoner from a merchant family."
"Are you a businessman?" the old emperor asked.
Tan Zhitui shook his head: "I am not a merchant, but my late father, late mother, and my wife are."
"You don't want to be an official, but you don't want to know all the ways to be an official? You just want to give money? Gold?"
The old emperor's words silenced Tan Zhitui.
"Young man, it is not advisable to take shortcuts."
The old emperor put his hands in his pockets and said in a deep voice: "I ask you, do you know when the wheat is planted and when it is harvested?"
Tan Zhitui's hands and lips were shaking, and finally a few words came out of his lips.
"I don't know."
The old emperor looked at Shen Zhiyi with confidence.
“Chen Zhiyi, you tell him when to plant and when to harvest.”
Shen Zhiyi, a stupid college student who grew up in the city: ???
【Old Emperor, what are you talking about? 】
The old emperor looked at Shen Zhiyi: No way, no way, you don’t know it! ! !
[Actually, I know that wheat in the game takes one minute to grow.]
Everyone: ...
What kind of technology and hard work did you use to grow this wheat? It can mature in just one minute, and you're not afraid of being poisoned to death.
[As for reality, oh my brain, I have to think about the geography knowledge I learned in high school. ]
The surveillance system couldn’t bear to watch it anymore, so it directly called up the surveillance video of farmers planting wheat for Shen Zhiyi.
Shen Zhiyi’s eyes lit up.
【Ahhh, dog system, please save my life! 】
"Ahem, Your Majesty, the planting time of wheat is divided into winter wheat and spring wheat. Winter wheat is sown in September and October and harvested in April and May of the following year, while spring wheat is generally sown after the Spring Festival and harvested in August and September of the same year."
The old emperor breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he had that magical weapon, otherwise he would have no place to put his old face today.
He restrained his emotions and said to Tan Zhitui: "Chen Lang is just a recorder. Her job is just to record my words and deeds, but even she knows the most basic farming knowledge. You think you want to realize your great ambition of becoming an official, but you don't even know this. How can you be an official? How can you start as an official? By stuffing gold into your pocket?"
Every word the old emperor said was precious.
Tan Zhitui was extremely ashamed.
"I am grateful for your advice, common people."
"In this case, you must have already made up your mind about how to proceed."
Afterwards, a poet emerged in Daye who specialized in writing about farming and praising farmers. His style of poetry was completely different from the earlier poets who indulged in mountains and rivers and expressed their frustration that their talents were not recognized.
Shen Zhiyi watched the other party leave.
I don’t know why, but this person, whom I only met twice in a hurry, has a different temperament.
"Chen Zhiyi, you are really energetic."
Shen Zhiyi looked at the old emperor awkwardly.
"Your Majesty, if you have no other instructions, I will go back with my sister."
"Go ahead, go ahead."
[Why did this old emperor come here for no reason? He made me not want to watch him anymore. ]
The old emperor's mouth twitched fiercely.
He said to Chen Decai, “Is there any empty yard next to Shen Zhiyi?”
"Ah? Your Majesty, that place is not suitable, right?"
"Why is it not suitable?"
"The location is not very good. The yards over there are all kinds of things. It's too dangerous."
"It's okay. I don't go there often. I just come here occasionally."
*
Early the next morning, Shen Zhiyi discovered that the family next door seemed to be moving.
She was not very familiar with her neighbors, but her step-parents were very familiar with them.
"Hey, Shen Lang, please stay."
"This is for you."
A neighbor gave her a chicken and asked her to kill it and make soup for her family to nourish their bodies.
"Are you guys leaving?"
"Yes, yes, we are moving. The other party gave us a lot of money. Besides, my child is going to take the exam for a scholar this year, so it is not convenient to live here."
Having said that, the other party left in a hurry.
Shen Zhiyi looked at the other person's back and couldn't help but sigh in amazement.
[This elder sister is really devoted to her son, and even moved three times like Meng's mother, but your son...]
Before Shen Zhiyi finished speaking, the old emperor, who was staying at the Minister of Personnel's house at the moment, grumbled unhappily.
"What happened to her son? Why didn't she finish her story?"
The Minister of Personnel had a dark face and reminded: "Your Majesty, you should go to the morning court."
Instead of staying at his house and not walking around here eating gossip.
"I know, I know. Why are you in such a hurry?"
When Shen Zhiyi was about to walk to the palace, he found that the Minister of Personnel had changed to a very large carriage today.
[Damn, this stingy guy actually spent a lot of money to buy such a big carriage? ]
envious.
envy.
hatred!
[Humph, I am an honest official. 】
Shen Zhiyi was so angry that he bought a few buns and a meat pie on the way. He ate them while rushing to the palace. During the journey, he also saw the director of the Imperial College.
The Director of the Imperial College is of the sixth rank and does not need to attend this morning court session.
[When you get older, you just lack sleep. You get up so early even though you don’t have to attend the morning court. 】
The Director of the Imperial College, who was about to go to the restaurant to buy some breakfast, paused and ran into the building, fearing that he would meet Shen Zhiyi.
[The old man ran pretty fast, he must be that hungry. ]
The Director of the Imperial College thought with a gloomy face, he was not hungry at all, but he was scared as if he had seen the King of Hell.
You have to know that at this time of day, many high-ranking officials must pass by this road to attend the morning court in the palace. He doesn't want to be noticed by Shen Zhiyi and get into trouble.
[But it’s good that the old man runs fast, so that he will have more strength to fight in the future. ]
Director of the Imperial College: ??? Shen Zhiyi, what do you mean?
All the high-ranking officials above the fifth rank who were originally eager to attend the morning court were unable to move.
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