Where did you go? You didn't take the exam this time? "Tian Menghan glanced at the tax number, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"My son's name (tax name), you are the legitimate son of the clan, right?" Tian Mengwan asked in a deep voice.
The tax officer raised his chin, with a proud smile on his face: "Exactly."
Although his grades were not as good as Tian Mengwan's, he still had his own advantages. He was born in a nobler family than Tian Mengwan, who came from a humble family.
Not only is he a big family, but he is also the legitimate son.
Of course Tian Mengwan knew the tax ID idea and gave him a joking look.
However, he was more steady and asked in a deep voice: "My name, do you have the first or second bedroom?"
"This, this." The tax ID's originally proud expression suddenly stiffened, and he replied with an embarrassment, "I'm just a second roommate."
In fact, he is still a second wife without a tax ID, otherwise he, a third-term candidate, would have already become a fellow Jinshi.
"Is the Chief of Taxation County the eldest?" Tian Mengwan rolled his eyes and asked tentatively.
He is as smart as ice and snow, and both Shu Ning and Shu No. are from the same clan. Shu Ning was able to become the same Jinshi and the county magistrate, which obviously has the strong support of his family.
The tax ID's face turned livid and suddenly turned the color of pig liver: "Of course he is the eldest brother."
The next patriarch is usually the eldest family member. This is not only in line with etiquette, but also important to avoid vicious competition among the next generation.
Therefore, it is not without reason that the emperor is the eldest son.
"Is the father of the tax county chief the clan leader?" Tian Mengwan asked again.
Tax Number's face looked extremely uncomfortable, and his heart seemed to have fallen into the sea, sinking continuously.
Although their tax family is also a big family, they have already tried their best to make a third-term candidate become a Tongjinshi. There is no second chance at all.
The tax officer swallowed his saliva, looked a little gloomy, and answered with difficulty: "Da Lang (Tuan Ning)'s father is the clan leader."
Tian Mengwan felt happy, and his guess was indeed correct.
Shuan Ning's ability to become the county magistrate is indeed inseparable from the full support of his father from the clan leader.
"It seems that big families also have difficulties." Tian Mengwan said with a joking smile, "The patriarch has no choice but to give the best resources to his son. The second wife does not have this qualification."
"You, you." The tax officer wanted to say something, but his face was livid, but he found that he couldn't say anything. He finally said three words, "You are talking nonsense."
"Nonsense, the facts are here." Tian Menghan shook his head and sighed, "Zi Ming, do you still think the big family is fair?"
"This, this, the clan is generally fair." The tax number also sighed and turned into a bitter melon face.
He picked up the tea cup at this time, feeling that he was in a dilemma whether he wanted to drink or not.
Tian Mengwan smiled jokingly again and stepped forward to comfort him: "Don't be sad about your name. In fact, it's not just your tax family, it's the same for other families."
"Zi Qiang, it's difficult to recommend someone to be a Tong Jinshi in the third session of the Song Dynasty." After hearing Tian Mengwan's comfort, Shi Dao felt a little better. He smiled bitterly and told the reason why he was not recommended as a Tong Jinshi.
Although he smiled bitterly, after feeling a strong sense of loss, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart.
However, his expression was well concealed, and ordinary people wouldn't be able to spot it without careful observation.
"No matter how fair the clan leader is, he takes the lead in taking care of his own family. I am not wrong about my son's name." Tian Mengwan said lightly with a smile on his lips.
Tax ID is not a fool. He understands that Tian Meng's stubborn purpose is to attack the big family.
He comes from a big family. You are from a humble family. How can you know the benefits of a big family?
Looking at the clothes of the two people, it is completely proved that one is from a poor family and the other is from a wealthy family.
A robe made of linen not only had many patches, it had also been washed and turned white.
Even if it turns white with rice soup, it can't cover up its oldness and shabbyness. This is a poor family.
What the tax number wears is fur clothes, which shows the luxury and luxury of a large family. Yongjia Furniture is a wealthy family.
What is the superiority of a big family? This is the superiority of a big family.
Tian Mengwan didn't know what to think when he saw the tax ID's eyes constantly flicking between himself and his clothes.
In the past, he must have had a very low self-esteem and came from a poor family.
But it's different now. He was admitted as the first scholar.
According to the custom of considering scholars in Zhaojiazhuang, he may be recommended as a fellow Jinshi.
It is said that Zhaojiazhuang Town lacks a chief registrar and Zhaojiazhuang School lacks a scholar. He is very likely to become one of them.
Although Zhaojiazhuang Town's chief registrar and school master are only from the eighth grade, they are treated very well.
There are at least three pick-up cards every month, as well as year-end bonuses at the end of the year.
At the same time, residences were also provided, and the treatment was far superior to that of county magistrates in other parts of the Song Dynasty.
Thinking of this, he actually looked down on the tax ID number.
The tax number was almost ten years older than him. As a result, he was squeezed out of the top 100 and was immediately removed from the list. He had to rely on family donations.
Tian Meng was thinking about his own affairs, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became.
Tian Mengwan was thinking about these things, but the tax number was about clan matters.
Although the patriarch's approach is somewhat selfish, he believes that in important matters, the entire clan should be considered.
After all, there is only one quota for this clan to recommend three people to be promoted to Jinshi, so the clan leader naturally has priority.
Now that he has discovered his intention, how can he be proud of it.
The tax officer seemed to understand something at this time, and suddenly said loudly: "Although the patriarch is a bit selfish in this matter, he still considers everything from the perspective of the clan."
"Son name, if this matter is not in the clan, but in the government, the result will be different. As long as you have the ability and pass the exam and win, the son of the patriarch will not have priority at all." Tian Mengwan naturally did not let him go. , said loudly.
The originally fair face of the tax ID suddenly turned purple, and there was still some anger in the shame: "He is a big man, he is older than me, so he naturally has the right to be taken care of first."
"You think too simply about your son's name." A hint of teasing smile appeared on Tian Meng's lips, "If there were two places, the patriarch would recommend you and Dalang without any hesitation. But there is only one son. , he will definitely try his best to leave this spot to his son."
The tax officer's face turned red, he shook his head and said loudly: "If I were older than Da Lang, wouldn't the opportunity be given to me?"
"As a clan leader, I have so much power that I can send you away just by looking for an excuse." Tian Mengwan smiled scornfully, "In order to make his son become a fellow Jinshi, there are always excuses, such as the time is not ripe and the relationship is not in place. , or say hello to the officials, etc."
"This is impossible, absolutely impossible." The tax officer shook his head desperately and shouted loudly, hoping to prove that his statement was correct.
Although he said it was impossible, in fact he already felt guilty and could no longer look directly at Tian Mengwan.
Tian Mengwan smiled contemptuously again: "As the patriarch, he has a lot of excuses. He can explain whatever he wants. This is the advantage of the patriarch. The power of explanation is in his hands. You want to know what excuses he is making, unless you are more familiar with the officialdom than him. , unless your interpersonal relationships are better than his. But this is absolutely impossible, because he is the patriarch, and all the power is in his hands."
"No, no, you're talking nonsense, you're talking nonsense." At this time, the tax number held his head and shook it desperately.
Seeing him like this, Tian Mengwan knew that his extremely proud vanity was severely affected.
But it seems that the tax ID has not completely given up.
Tian Mengwan had a smile on his lips and said to him: "Sir, drink tea."
After saying that, he added boiling water to the tax ID's tea cup and the kettle, and then added boiling water to his own tea cup.
Seeing that Tian Meng refused to talk about the clan affairs, the tax officer breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the tea cup and concentrated on drinking the tea.
Although he didn't admit it with his mouth, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.
He drank tea and began to think.
Seeing the absent-minded look on the tax ID number, Tian Mengwan felt a little funny in his heart.
There was a faint smile on the corner of Tian Menghan's mouth, and the corners of his mouth were habitually raised into a beautiful arc, which made people feel like spring breeze.
He smiled at the tax number and said, "My name, let me tell you a story."
The tax officer felt a little unhappy. He was originally thinking about what Tian Mengwan said about the clan leader just now.
But Tian Mengwan said that he wanted to tell him a story, so he had to put aside his thoughts temporarily and force himself to calm down.
"Zi Qiang, please speak, I am all ears." The tax officer cheered up and said.
He smiled faintly and said in a deep voice: "Once upon a time, there was a big family named Fan in Fuling."
Hearing that it was from a big family, the tax ID number immediately became interested. He was from a big family.
"There is a patriarch of this large family, whose surname is Fan Taju. He has an eldest son, his legitimate son named Fan Peng." Tian Mengwan spoke slowly and forcefully, engagingly.
The tax number didn't say anything. He held the teacup in his hands to warm his hands and listened wholeheartedly to what Tian Mengwan said.
"Fan Ju has a brother named Fan Guo, and he also has a legitimate son named Fan Jin." Tian Mengwan continued with glaring eyes.
Not only did the tax officer listen attentively to Tian Mengwan's story, but other people in the same year also listened with great interest.
Today is a treat from Zhaojiazhuang Town, allowing them to drink tea at Zui Chunfeng Tea House in Zhaojiazhuang Town.
"Fan Jin is three years older than Fan Peng, so he becomes the eldest son, and Fan Peng becomes the second son." Tian Mengwan glanced at these same-year-olds, nodded, and continued.
The tax number did not interrupt Tian Mengwan, thinking that this was also possible.
Although the first eldest brother is older, it is possible that the first eldest son is a daughter, but the son is not as old as the second eldest son.
"The two husbands of the Fan family have good qualifications. When they grew up, they were both admitted to the imperial examinations, and they were elected to the imperial examinations three times." Tian Meng looked into the distance and said quietly.
I almost exclaimed in the same year that I was sitting here. Those who were able to pass the exam for the third time were indeed talented in reading.
Tian Menghan shook his head and sighed: "It's a pity that the two husbands of the Fan family stopped here. They failed to pass the Jinshi exam three times."
Sitting there, I sighed while drinking tea.
Indeed, it was so difficult to pass the imperial examination in the Song Dynasty that it would not be an exaggeration to describe it as having thousands of troops crossing a single-plank bridge.
Thinking of this, they felt lucky that they came across Zhaojiazhuang.
Although it is difficult to take the imperial examination, there are still opportunities to take the scholar examination.
Although most of them were minor officials and did not hold official positions, they still had a formal establishment, received the same royal food, and were treated as well as those in the imperial examination.
"Ziqiang, what happened to the Fan brothers?" Forest Farm asked, as curious as the others of the same age.
Although he also belongs to a large family, he is just a concubine and is very interested in this story.
Tian Mengwan nodded with a smile on his face: "Clan Chief Fan Ju used all his connections in the officialdom to make Erlang a fellow Jinshi and the chief registrar of a county. But the eldest son, Fan Jin, did not have such a good fate and had to continue studying and take exams. "
Huang Dongteng stood up from his seat, patted the coffee table, and said dissatisfiedly: "The first man and the second son are also legitimate sons, why does the first man not have priority?"
Not only that, others such as Zhang Liang, Hu De, Wu Yi and others also stood up from their seats to fight for Fan Jin and denounced the patriarch Fan Ju.
"Well said." Tian Mengwan nodded and sighed, "I am also worried about Fan Jin. He is obviously the eldest son and should have priority. Unfortunately, his father is only the second wife. Although he has found countless connections, In the end, Fan Peng, who was three years younger than him, was recommended. The reason is very simple, because Fan Peng's father is the patriarch."
"I used to think that officialdom was complicated, but it seems I was wrong." Huang Dong sighed and shook his head: "I didn't expect that when big families fight, it's no worse than officialdom."
"This is normal. The patriarch will definitely choose his own son under the same conditions." Lin Chang smiled bitterly. He came from a big family, so he was naturally familiar with these intrigues.
Zhang Liang looked at the tax ID number thoughtfully: "Son name, which one do you think the patriarch would choose between his son and nephew?"
Of course he understood the reason why Tian Mengwan told this story, and since he was also from a poor family, he naturally had to speak in favor of a poor family.
"This story is a story after all," the tax ID's originally fair face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, but he quickly calmed down, "Who knows whether this is true or false?"
"Of course this is true, because this story is in my hometown, so I know it clearly." Tian Mengwan said solemnly.
Only then did everyone remember that Tian Mengwan was from Fuling.
"Since it is true, let me ask." The tax officer's face turned red, and then he looked gloomy and asked unwillingly: "Where is Fan Jin now? He didn't take the exam this time?"
