The provincial examination was half a month away.
Xiao Mo and Bai Ruxue stood at the entrance to the village, each carrying a small bundle on their back.
Facing them was the village chief and his family.
"Chief, are you sure you won't give it a try this time?" Xiao Mo asked the village chief.
The village chief was also a Scholar, so he was naturally eligible to take the provincial examination.
"Forget it, forget it." The village chief shook his head. "I'm already fifty years old. I'm not going to bother. Even if I went, it would just be a waste of money on travel. I'd rather use it to buy Ying'er a few nice outfits. Xiao Mo, you focus on your exam. We'll be waiting for your good news."
"It's okay if you don't pass, either. Look at your chief here—he's been taking it for decades and has never passed. As long as you want to, you can always try again in the future. If it really doesn't work out, you can do what he did and open a private school. You can scrape by."
