Seeing this, Chen Ping hurried to stop them. For a while, the two men argued and neither side was willing to give in. At this moment, loud shouts were heard outside the door.
"Chen Ping! Chen Ping! Is Chen Ping here?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Chen Ping is my younger brother. I wonder what the official wants to see him about?"
Uncle Chen ran out in a hurry, and when he found out that it was a minor official, he immediately responded respectfully.
Chen Ping, who was behind, also caught up and stood in front of his brother with a calm expression and a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant.
"I am Chen Ping. What is this for?"
Facing Chen Ping, who had the title of scholar, the clerk's attitude was obviously much better. He bowed and spoke gently.
"Mr. Chen, you can take the government convoy to Xianyang in three days."
"Also, Shu Xiu need not worry. His Majesty and the Empress are kind and will provide financial aid to all poor students."
"Seriously?!"
"Of course, it can't be faked. Three days later, at noon, at the gate of the county government office, Mr. Chen, don't miss the time."
After explaining the reason, the clerk turned around and left. Uncle Chen still had a look of disbelief on his face, as if he was immersed in an endless dream.
Chen Ping, standing aside, looked towards the direction of Xianyang, smiled gratefully, with tears in his eyes.
At the same time, in Sishui County, Pei County, Zhou Bo's home.
"Mother, I'd better not go to the academy. I can practice martial arts at home..."
"What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't go to the academy, I'll break your legs. Don't think you can be ignorant of the world just because you passed the exam for a martial arts scholar. What's the use of those two tricks you learned?"
"Alas, I have to pay tuition fees to attend the academy. How can I let you two go hungry just for my studies?"
"Bo'er, listen to your mother. Your father wants you to pass the imperial examination and come back! Thanks to you, your father will be able to stand at the front when we go back to worship our ancestors this year."
Looking at his father who was still in the mood to joke, Zhou Bo helplessly held his forehead and smiled bitterly.
He looked around the simple and narrow house, then stared at his parents with gray hair and hunched bodies, and a glimmer of light flashed in his tiger eyes.
Suddenly, loud shouts were heard outside the door.
"Zhou Bo! Zhou Bo! Is Zhou Bo here?"
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