Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 2: Damn It, I Came to the Book I Wrote

Xia Lin, wearing a blue shirt, a small hat and linen shoes, has been working in the trash book he wrote for three years. He still hasn't fully adapted to his identity and feels extremely difficult every day.

"Why are you daydreaming again? Is there something on your mind?"

The man who was speaking was just like Kong Yiji in Mr. Lu Xun's book, the kind of person who drinks while standing but wears a long gown. Xia Lin was nominally his servant, but in fact he was his colleague. The two of them were currently helping wash dishes at a banquet at Wang Ernai's house in the town.

"Why do you care if I'm fine? I mean, you're a scholar after all. Why would you drag me over here to wash dishes with others? Wouldn't you be embarrassed if you were caught?"

Xia Lin was angry, but the young master was not in a hurry. Instead, he spoke softly and calmly: "Daosheng, you see, we only have three cents left now, which is not enough to buy three steamed buns. If we work for others, we can earn five hundred cents a day, and we can also take some food from the banquet back to eat. Why not do such a good thing?"

"You can do whatever you want, why do you have to drag me to do it?"

Xia Lin threw the rag into the basin, took the washed dishes and put them aside, and then the young master took the well water to rinse them again. The two of them had been washing here for three days. The buffet of this wealthy family was really luxurious. Even though Xia Lin came from the modern era, he felt that the waste was a bit exaggerated, but they were rich.

"To be honest, this young master of the Wang family graduated from the same academy as me, but he is not as good as me." The young master sighed softly, "Now he is in the front with all the guests, while I am in the back with all the dirty water."

"What are you complaining about?" Xia Lin brought another basin of dirty dishes over: "You did it yourself, who are you blaming?"

What he said was indeed true. The young master's surname was Zhang Shuo and his courtesy name was Zhongchun. Although he was not from a wealthy family, he was very talented and was an excellent painter, especially his peony painting, which was loved by even the imperial concubine of the time.

But as the saying goes, arrogance will bring disaster upon one's wife. This kid became famous at a young age and didn't know how much he had to eat. Once when he attended a banquet, he drank a few cups of horse urine and didn't know his place. He wrote a poem on the peony painting.

His ability in poetry and prose was average, very average, but there was a line in his poem, "Yesterday, the whole house in Beijing was full of spring, but the peonies were not as red as those in Luoyang." It is a particularly ordinary line, which means that among all the people in your capital who can paint flowers, none of them is as good as Zhang Zhongchun from Luoyang.

But how did the literary inquisition come about? Wasn't it because someone exaggerated the story? When the peony painting and the poem on it were spread to the capital, the talented scholars in the capital saw it and thought, "How dare a little bastard from another place boast like that?" So they started to make trouble with the poem, and it ended up in the hands of the prime minister.

After reading it, the prime minister actually thought it was not a big deal, but he couldn't help but feel uneasy about the student clique under him, so he simply waved his hand and dragged Zhang Zhongchun into this year's hottest imperial examination cheating case.

Did he cheat? Of course not, but is it important? Not important. The cheating case was originally used by the prime minister to attack his political enemies. It involved more than 5,800 people, including 3,150 imperial examination students. One more Zhongchun would not be too much, and one less Zhongchun would not be too little.

As a result, he was stripped of his official title and was never employed again. As a result, his father had a myocardial infarction because of this incident, and his mother died with him because she was too depressed. The most unfortunate person was our time traveler Xia Lin.

As for Xia Lin, he actually traveled through time to the historical fantasy novel he wrote, but he did not travel through time to become the male protagonist. Instead, he became a book boy beside a down-and-out scholar who had nothing to do with the male protagonist. He did not even have a proper name. It was said that his name was Zhang Daosheng, and his surname was given to him by Zhang Zhongchun, and his given name was because he was abandoned by someone who gave birth to him on the roadside when the people of the country migrated to the south.

It's a road birth, born on the side of the road.

He actually knew the direction of all the plots in the future, but in the past three years, he deeply felt what helplessness was. The protagonist of this book is called Ye Liangchen. Just this name can be found to be 30% duplicated on novel websites. When you hear it, you know what kind of nature he wrote this book.

It was just fast food literature, and his writing was rubbish, so the book couldn't even get a contract.

The protagonist Ye Liangchen's golden finger was designed by him. The setting is very old-fashioned. He got a mobile phone in a pawnshop in Jiangdu, and then reached the peak of his life through the search engine inside. He is definitely a mobile phone hero.

If Xia Lin were to get the phone one step ahead now, he could seize the protagonist's luck and get the almighty titles such as "Chess Saint", "Music Saint", "Poetry Saint", "Ci Saint", "Medical Saint" and "Medicine Saint" one step ahead.

But Zhang Zhongchun really deserved to die. Although he was not killed by a single blow, he was left with nothing. His servant would also be implicated. Not having money was secondary. The key point was that he was not allowed to leave or enter the city without a good citizen certificate.

Zhang Zhongchun really deserves to die!
But now that things have come to this, Xia Lin is really helpless and furious. He knows that there are less than two months left for the protagonist to get the golden finger, because the imperial examination will be reopened in two months, and the protagonist Ye Liangchen will then go to Jiangdu and take a boat north. It is at this point that he gets the cheat that changes his life.

But the problem is that he has no money and no pass. Even if Xia Lin starts walking now, it will take two months to reach Jiangdu. In the future, the high-speed rail will only take three hours to reach the 1,500-mile distance, but now this is a gap that many people cannot cross in their lifetime.

Zhang Zhongchun really deserves to die!

"Okay, that's all for today. Remember to come early tomorrow."

At this moment, the housekeeper of the Wang family came over and saw that the work in the kitchen was almost done. He nodded with satisfaction and took out a bunch of money from his pocket and handed it to Zhang Zhongchun: "You must remember that your wages are one hundred coins a day. The extra money is the reward from my old lady. Remember to be kind to me when you go out."

"Yes, yes, yes. From now on, we will praise our old lady to everyone we meet for her unparalleled benevolence and great virtue." The housekeeper didn't understand the flowery words, but when he heard the word "virtue" used a lot, he smiled with satisfaction and turned back. When he reached the door, he turned back and said, "Go to the front and see if there is anything left. Saul Saul, take it back. My old lady doesn't like to see things wasted."

"Okay, I'll go right away. Thank you, ma'am."

Zhang Zhongchun agreed cheerfully, then pushed Xia Lin next to him and said, "Let's go, Daosheng. If you go too late, all the good stuff will be gone."

"You are a scholar after all, you should have some dignity, right?" Xia Lin said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Don't act like a starving ghost."

"Okay, you have some shame. You didn't leave me any of the roast duck from last night, and the lion's head, I..."

"Alright, alright! Oh..." Xia Lin interrupted him: "Let's go, let's go."

After all, the two men were young and strong, so they were the first to rush to grab the food. There was a spare table with basically no food on it, so they went up and took two large basins to put all the food back.

After returning, the two of them cleaned up the food and put it on the table. Zhang Zhongchun put one foot on the chair, stared with wide eyes and stretched his neck to look for the chicken thigh in the rice bowl in the dim light of the candle.

"Strange, where was my chicken drumstick just now?"

"Here." Xia Lin spat out a bone from his mouth: "Does this look like your chicken thigh?"

"Hiss~~~" Zhang Zhongchun lifted up his sleeves and said, "You are such a shameless boy. Your young master was thinking about this, but in the end it went into your mouth."

Xia Lin picked up the water cup and took a sip. "Lao Zhang, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but do you really plan to live like this for the rest of your life? You've been studying for 16 years, working as a handyman and eating swill."

This sudden sentence broke Zhang Zhongchun's defense. He sat back on the chair with chopsticks in his hand, his eyes flickering. But he was not completely stunned. When Xia Lin was about to pick up the lion's head, he was able to block it with chopsticks.

"What can I do? Do you know what those four words in the file mean? I can't take the exam, I can't be an official, and I can only work as a tenant farmer."

"Well, you can't be a monk or a Taoist priest either. You need a good citizen certificate for that."

"Hiss~ You have a really poisonous tongue."

Xia Lin pushed Zhang Zhongchun's chopsticks away and put a lion head into his own bowl. "Just because you can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it. In two months, the Huaiyang College will open. You can find a way to get me a way so that I can take the Huaiyang College entrance examination."

"You? Aren't you going to eat my leftovers?"

"I don't have any files. We can just make it up when we find out." Xia Lin took a bite of the lion's head and got burned. He rolled his eyes and swallowed it. Then he wiped his nose and said, "Eating slop for the rest of your life while I climb to the position of prime minister and erase your promise of never being employed again. Which one do you think is easier for you to accept?"

Zhang Zhongchun thought for a moment and said, "I think I will have to eat swill for the rest of my life. If you can become the prime minister, then I can become the emperor."

"Zhang Shuo, don't you forget how you ended up like this? You can't shut up your mouth, can you?" Xia Lin was furious and pointed at Zhang Zhongchun and cursed, "I'm thinking about your future, what are you doing? Nine Clans Candy Crush? I'm going to get some fire tongs and burn your mouth to make it mute. I shouldn't have saved you when you jumped into the river, so I let you drown and that's all."

"Oh... why are you so angry? There are only two of us in this room." Zhang Zhongchun stroked his chin and frowned, thinking for a while, then suddenly slapped the table and said, "I got it. I have a way to get a pass for us."

"What method?"

Zhang Zhongchun chuckled, his expression showing a rare bit of embarrassment: "Go find my father-in-law."

"Last time they almost locked you up with the dog, and you still went?" Xia Lin waved his hand: "No, no."

Zhang Zhongchun stood up at this moment: "Things are different now. I wanted to save face back then, but today I will let them see the shameless Zhang Zhongchun."

(End of this chapter)