Wu Shangshu couldn't help but feel happy and quickly saluted the officials to express their gratitude.
Official Zhao Ji helped Wu Shangshu, who was about to take charge of this year's provincial examination, to help him.
"Wu Qing, please come up quickly. As soon as the test questions come out, Wu Qing will be stationed in Gongyuan. I hope that you will take good care of this imperial examination and select more talented people for the country."
"The officials can rest assured. I will work hard and not dare to betray the emperor's favor."
Official Zhao Ji nodded with satisfaction and handed back the list of test questions to Wu Shangshu.
Xuanji asked about Wu Shangshu's views on the Jinke Provincial Examination.
As someone who had experience in being responsible for provincial examinations, Wu Shangshu naturally would not be stingy with his words.
He bluntly talked about the difficulty of the Jinke Provincial Examination, which was the group of officials and officials who were preparing to take the other exams.
Among the candidates in today's civil service examinations, there will probably be many officials and officials, depending on what kind of temperament and virtue those people have.
Everyone in Tokyo knows very well that by then, unpredictable things may easily happen, whether outside or inside the examination room.
The official Zhao Ji had an expression that said, "I feel sorry for you." He patiently listened to Wu Shangshu's chatter and nodded frequently.
After listening to Wu Shangshu's remarks, Zhao Ji, the emperor of the Song Dynasty, was just and strict.
In order to ensure that this provincial examination can be completed safely and smoothly, he decided to strengthen the security work of Gongyuan.
"Furthermore, I will transfer the imperial class to go directly to Gongyuan to help Wu Qing's family control the discipline of Gongyuan."
"Besides, Yang Jian..."
"My slave is here."
"I will ask you to inspect the Gongyuan at the appropriate time, so that those officials and officials will understand that I am keeping an eye on them.
To avoid accidents in this provincial examination with an unprecedented number of officials’ children participating, it would damage the discipline of our imperial examinations in the Song Dynasty, which is an important place for recruiting scholars.”
After hearing what official Zhao Ji said, Wu Shang wrote with joy, but he also felt that something was inappropriate.
"Guan family, will this violate the rules of Gongyuan being closed? After all, once Gongyuan is closed, no entry or exit is allowed..."
Seeing Wu Shangshu's troubled expression, the official Zhao Ji smiled considerately and explained in a gentle tone.
"It's okay, I sent Yang Jian, and naturally I won't let him leave halfway.
He will stay in Gongyuan and will not leave until the end of the imperial examination. In this way, he can only enter but not leave.
Not only has it avoided the possible leakage of test questions, but also avoided criticism from the government and the public. I wonder what Wu Aiqing thinks?"
After hearing this, Wu Shangshu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"The official sage, since Yang Zhongguan can only get in and out, then there won't be any problem."
And this time so many officials' children can take part in the provincial examination by passing the shady special examination.
Just thinking about the backgrounds of those disciples, coupled with the complaints made by Chen Shilang, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Etiquette, who was in charge of the special examination, and himself, was enough to make Wu Shangshu's scalp numb.
Fortunately, nowadays, the officials must also feel that the other-side trial operation they did before is a bit shabby.
Therefore, we decided to make up for it. With the official's close confidants entering Gongyuan to control the situation, who else would dare to do anything wrong?
In this way, he is equivalent to having a physical-level Shang Fang sword in his hand, um... a living one with missing parts.
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Seeing Wu Shangshu's brows dancing with joy and thanking him profusely, Zhao Ji comforted him for a while, then with a happy smile on his face, he watched Wu Shangshu go away.
Yang Jian's face looked a little dark at this moment, and he looked straight at the back of Wu Shangshu.
I thought that in the next three days, I might be squatting in that smelly tribute courtyard.
He stayed under the same roof for three days and three nights with a group of scholars who were always happy to look down on him as a eunuch.
Yang Jian even wondered if it was because the official family had been swayed by the old liar team before and he was still holding a grudge, so he deliberately made himself suffer.
"Yang Jian."
The sudden call from the official made him startled and he hurried forward.
"My servant is here, what orders does the official have?"
"Give me the inkstone, quickly." Zhao Ji, an official, strode to the desk, picked up the expensive purple hair pen and shouted.
Soon, the Emperor of the Song Dynasty wrote down the examination questions for this year's Jinshi subjects that he had just prescribed.
After observing with satisfaction that there were no mistakes or omissions, Zhao Ji was very satisfied that he had a very smart and excellent mind.
Yang Jian looked at these test questions in confusion and asked in a low voice subconsciously.
"Guan Jia, could this be..."
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Zhao Ji glared at Yang Jian unhappily, which frightened Yang Jian's heart and quickly shut up.
Zhao Ji looked at these test questions and narrowed his eyes to think.
After a long while, he whispered to Yang Jian. Yang Jian's expression changed a lot when he heard the official's explanation.
Not long after hearing this, he was sweating profusely and could only brace himself and nodded repeatedly.
It wasn't until he took the order, left the palace gate, and walked far away that he looked back in the direction of the main hall.
Thinking of the official's instructions just now, I sighed helplessly.
Although the official didn't say anything explicitly, Yang Jian only needed to think about it with his flexible mind and easily came to a conclusion.
The officials really wanted to artificially create the miracle of "Gan Luo was chosen as prime minister in twelve, and Gao Zhang was elected in eleven."
However, no matter how the officials want to operate, as a confidant eunuch beside the officials, naturally I can only rack my brains to find a way to complete the official's entrustment.
But when I think about it, as a famous person in the official family, even if the important officials in the court see me, they have to treat me well.
However, the officials actually asked themselves to do these things for the sake of that little kid Gao Zhang.
It really made Yang Jian extremely angry, but he was helpless.
Zhao Ji, an official, now put his hands behind his back and began to walk around and think about it again.
This can be regarded as my best effort, and I have made preparations for Gao Zhang, his beloved disciple.
As a result, Zhao Ji felt that Gao Zhang's chance of passing the imperial examination and the provincial examination was at least 80%.
If Gao Zhang was not admitted in the end, he would have no choice but to follow the example of his ancestors.
If some of the unsuccessful candidates are allowed to take part in the palace examination, at that time, won’t it be up to me to have the final say?
These three tricks are equivalent to a troika, protecting one's beloved disciples. If you don't win the Jinshi, it would be unreasonable.
As the famous and subjugated emperor who had the most tricks in the Song Dynasty, he was very proud of his resourcefulness at this moment.
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Gao Zhang had already received the "Analects of Confucius" from Master Hunjun and understood the other party's hint.
I slept very well for several days in a row. I got up every morning, went for a run, did aerobics, and played a few rounds of ball with my father.
During the day, the most I can do is take out "The Analects of Confucius" and review it carefully.
In my free time, I squatted in the backyard and watched the Gao family's servants with superb footwork and extraordinary skills playing ball there.
