Chapter 47 Zhao Sanjia, Tianyuan Pear Tree
"I actually got B-2? Finally, my hard work paid off." Chen Ziyu was very happy. Although he only got B-2, it was still in the B list! It's a good thing to have made progress. Last time, he was in C-1!
"Are you so excited after just one B?" Qian Dong didn't understand why his good brother was so happy.

"If I can get a B this year, I may get an A next year. I will succeed one day if I take it step by step."

Qian Dong was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "That's true, not everyone can progress as fast as Big Brother."

Chen Ziyu clenched his fists and said, "Brother has accumulated a lot of experience. Before he ranked third, he ranked second only a few times. Let's accumulate experience slowly. If we can't do it this year, we can do it next year. If we can't do it next year, we can do it the year after next... There will always be a chance!"

The two of them walked and chatted, leaving with laughter.

Li Chengfeng couldn't help but frown as he listened to the discussions around him.

Others were very happy when they got a B, but he was not happy when he got an A.

Because there are people who are better than him.

People like Ding Shan and Liang Bai are not at the same level as him. It doesn't matter if they get the A grade, since they can't become officials anyway.

But Zhao Xing had a chance.

"Zhao Xing, Zhao Xing... everyone is talking about him now." Li Chengfeng felt annoyed. This name kept appearing in his ears and his ears were covered with calluses.

Normally he was the focus of these people's discussions and the center of attention, but now things were slowly changing.

"Brother Li, have you seen it?" Zong Shichang ran to Li Chengfeng at this time.

"What did you see?" Li Chengfeng asked absentmindedly.

"Zhao Sanjia's test paper," Zong Shichang said. "Chen Shijie ordered people to copy his test paper and circulate it for everyone to learn. He said that his answers were concise and powerful, and hit the nail on the head. Not only will it be useful for future temple exams, but it will also be useful for other exams in the future."

"You know what? I took a look and I found he's really good. There's nothing wrong with his armor."

Li Chengfeng looked at Zong Shichang who was talking nonstop and felt mixed emotions. Why did even his brother Zong praise him so much?

"Brother, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first..."

"Eh? Where are you going, Brother Li?"

Zong Shichang called out a few times and found that Li Chengfeng did not respond, which made him feel a little strange.

What happened to Brother Li?
In the main hall of the county government, Li Wen was handling government affairs when a clerk came running over and presented the assessment results of the Ministry of Agriculture.

"County Master, the results of the Bailu assessment of the Sino-Agricultural Supervisor have come out."

"Oh? There are several people on A. Is there any of your disciples?" Li Wenzhen asked casually.

"There are three people on the armor, named Zhao Xing, Ding Shan, and Liang Bai. They are not under my father's command. The first two are under the command of Lord Xue Wenzhong, and the latter is under the command of Lord Tang Wanchun."

The clerk was called Pang Fei, who had previously submitted approval documents to Zhao Xing. He also had another identity: he was the son of Pang Yuan, a ninth-rank official in the Ministry of Agriculture.

Li Wenzheng pondered, "Hmm, Zhao Xing... this name seems familiar. If I remember correctly, this is his third time in the A class?"

"Yes." Pang Yuan nodded, "Last month, Lord Chen Shijie applied for a tribute quota for him, and you personally stamped it."

"Oh, I see." Li Wenzheng suddenly realized, "There is about ten days left before the winter review. Are there any new talents in Tiangong Workshop and the Weaving Supervisor?"

There was no need to ask about the temple and the civil and military classes in the county government, because they were right under Li Wenzhen's nose.

"Yes, there is a weaver girl in the Weaving Department who made a Heluo robe. She was rated as A-level last time. There is an official in the Tiangong Workshop named Han Bi who solved the magic device 'Twelve Locks Linked Rings' left by Lord Gongsun Jin. Both of them have been ranked A-level twice in a row, and they were both ranked A-level last time."

"How old are they?" Li Wenzheng asked. "Lin Baiwei is sixteen, Han Bi is eighteen, both are local residents of Gucheng." Pang Fei paused and added, "Both of them come from quite poor families."

Li Wenzhen nodded with satisfaction. He knew how to use Pang Fei, a minor official, very well. With just a few simple questions, he would get him to tell him everything he wanted to know.

"Zhao Xing just got the title of tribute, but it's hard to support him any more. Lin Baiwei and Han Bi, you can go to their homes to check in person. If they are really poor, you can take 20 taels of silver from my wife and send them to them." Li Wenzheng said. "It can be considered as a contribution to Gucheng."

"Your Excellency is kind and merciful. I will definitely convey your kindness to you."

In the east of Gu County, in Sanwan Town.

The two hall masters of Sanwan Hall also welcomed the arrival of the falcon guardian.

"Greetings, Dharma Protector." Both the man and the woman bowed.

The old man brushed the dirt off his body, looking exhausted. He had indeed just traveled.

He not only had his eyes on Gucheng, but also the other county towns in Nanyang County.

"Is there any new news?" Falcon asked.

"Reporting to the Protector, Lin Baiwei, the Weaving Supervisor, made the Heluo robe and received an A-level in the recent assessment. Han Bi from the Tiangong Workshop solved the mechanism buckle and the twelve interlocking locks and received an A-level. Zhao Xing, the Agricultural Supervisor, also received an A-level, but I couldn't understand his answer sheet and don't know how he was evaluated."

Different fields have different worlds. The two hall masters could not understand Zhao Xing's answers at all, and they had no idea where Zhao Xing's excellence lay.

"Put Lin Baiwei and Han Bi on the capture list," the old man pondered, "as for Zhao Xing... did you copy his answers?"

"Have."

The old man took it and looked at it. After reading it, the paper suddenly caught fire and soon turned into a pile of ashes.

The Falcon Guardian twisted the ashes with his fingers, then blew gently: "Put Zhao Xing in fifth place."

"Also, go collect some information about this person. You can mobilize a few believers to get in touch with him and find out his living habits and personality."

"Remember, don't act on your own, especially not in the city. Just make sure you make contact unintentionally."

"Donghu Mountain is about to close in autumn, and the government is on high alert. The slightest clue may be discovered. Don't be too eager to gain merit. Otherwise, if you ruin the whole thing, you will be blamed even if you die."

The two hall masters looked stern and nodded heavily: "Yes, Dharma Protector."

In the west of the city, in Chen Mansion, in a pear garden.

"This Tianyuan pear tree is in its sixth year of life. I spent a lot of effort to move it into a pot. You must be careful when you go back to plant it."

In front of Chen Shijie, there was a small tree as tall as a person. It was the Tianyuan pear tree that he promised to give to Zhao Xing.

It takes ten years for a Tianyuan pear tree to mature, one year to bloom, and one year to bear fruit. After six years, it is still considered a sapling, and only after the seventh year does it enter the growth stage.

Zhao Xing used the Five Elements to observe things and found that the sapling was six years and ten months old. Chen Shijie had given him great convenience within the scope of his promise and he did not use the two or three years to fool himself.

"A moved person may live, a moved tree may die. I'm sure Old Chen must have put a lot of thought into moving this pear tree. He's really a good person." Zhao Xing thought to himself.

"Then you're welcome. Thank you."

The wind-raising spell was activated, and Zhao Xing rolled up the Tianyuan pear tree and walked home.

(End of this chapter)