For an hour and a half after that, Wen Qi sat in the examination room distractedly. When dusk approached, when the officials of the Ceremony Department in the Confucius Temple began to collect the examination papers, he realized that he still had some methods of cheating in the examination room.
Display it.
But Wenqi had no regrets at all, because he felt that if his guess was accurate, then he had already lost.
Therefore, whether those means are used or not is no longer important.
"Two good brothers, let's go have a few drinks to celebrate?"
After the examination, Jie Ziyu smiled and invited He Xinxian and Wen Qi.
After all, the three of them were seated next to each other for two consecutive rounds of exams. Could this be destiny?
He Xinxian originally wanted to refuse due to the strict family rules, but through the contacts before the two rounds of exams, he realized that Wen Qi and Jie Zizi were both talented students, so he rarely agreed.
He even invited Tang Ju: "Brother Tang Xian, why don't you go with us?"
It's no wonder, after all, since King Rui Zhao Hongzhao left Wei State and went to Qi State, the "Ya Feng Poetry Society" has been disbanded. After all, He Xinxian could not suppress those disciples who also came from the famous local families in Daliang.
For example, He Song, who was teased by Zhao Hongrun and accidentally called Zhao Hongrun "Dad", was the grandson of He Mei, the Minister of Civil Affairs, and his family background was not inferior to that of He Xinxian.
My friend Zhao Hongzhao went to Qi State, and the Yafeng Poetry Club also broke up. He Xinxian worked as a scribe in the Hanlin Office day after day, copying books and compiling history every day. He was inevitably depressed, so much so that he met several people today.
His talent and scholarship were no less than his, so he inevitably had the idea of reopening the Yafeng Poetry Club.
"This... being respectful is worse than obeying orders." After a slight hesitation, Tang Ju accepted He Xinxian's invitation. After all, he had worked as a clerk in the Ministry of Rites for three years, so he naturally knew that He Xinxian was the eldest son of He Yu, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites.
It was not because he was following the trend, but because He Yu, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, had treated him well in the past three years.
To be fair, the officials of the Ministry of Rites are among the best among the six departments of the imperial court in terms of literary talent and moral character. The only ones who can compare with the Ministry of Rites in this regard are the Hanlin Department and the Imperial Censor.
But it is a pity that all the bachelors in the Hanlin Office have bad tempers. Although they are honest, they are inevitably aloof and stubborn. They are really not the material to be an official. They can only do academic work in the Hanlin Office; while the Yushijian is because he is
"Yanguan", hence the name
It lowered the evaluation. After all, the six departments of the imperial court were most afraid of the Yushijian. The nature of the Yushijian was aloof. His attacks on you were called "sparing admonitions", and you calling him back was "slander". Therefore, the officials in the DPRK saw that
The officials of Yushijian basically walked around.
In comparison, although the Ministry of Rites is also difficult to deal with, its evaluation is much higher than that of the Hanlin Office and the Imperial Censor.
After some discussion, He Xinxian, Tang Ju, Jie Ziu, Wen Qi and others decided to go to a restaurant in the city to have a few drinks. On the one hand, they would keep in touch with the candidates and on the other hand, they would discuss the draft drafted by a certain Prince Su.
Crazy Volume B.
Thinking of the insane Examination Paper B, candidates such as He Xinxian, Tang Ju, and Jie Ziu, who were usually quite conceited about their intelligence and talents, couldn't help but feel their hearts sinking.
Because there were some test questions in Paper B, they didn’t even bother to answer the questions, they didn’t even understand the questions.
For example, the last question of the bonus question is to calculate the age of the mother and son to guess where the "father" is.
Oh my god!
Can arithmetic problems be used as fortune tellers?
It has to be said that He Xinxian, Tang Ju, Jie Zigou and others were all frightened by this question.
They were very doubtful that there was an error in this question, but if they thought about it carefully, how could something as big as a test paper go wrong?
In other words, there is a mystery in it that they have not understood.
Therefore, a few people decided to go to the restaurant to have a good discussion and brainstorm ideas. Anyway, they are all geniuses with photographic memory. Even though Volume B was collected, those questions were still clearly remembered in their minds.
"Brother Zhao, are you thinking about that question too?"
Seeing that Wen Qi was silent, Jie Ziyu asked curiously. He was surprised to find that Wen Qi's complexion looked a little bad.
"What's wrong with Brother Zhao?" Jie Ziyu asked with concern.
Wen Qi shook his head. He was not thinking about the topic on Volume B. What he was thinking about was his bet with Prince Su Zhao Hongrun.
Of course, it is difficult to explain this kind of thing in public, so Wenqi followed Jie Zizi's words vaguely, indicating that he did not understand several questions on Volume B.
As a result, the interest of the remaining people became even higher.
However, when they arrived at the gate of the Confucius Temple, they saw Wei Jiao, the chief of the clan guard of Su Wang Zhao Hongrun, standing beside a small alley outside the wall of the Confucius Temple.
When he saw Wen Qi, Wei Jiao waved to Wen Qi.
Knowing that he couldn't escape, Wen Qi, under the astonished gazes of Jie Ziu and Tang Ju, handed over his hands to a few people and apologized: "Brothers, please wait for a moment. I... have some things to deal with. I will be back in a moment.
.”
He Xinxian was not surprised by this. After all, as the son of He Yu, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, he had actually recognized Wen Qi during the preliminary examination in March, but he just didn't make it public. Because he heard that the name was
Wenqi's students were recruited by a certain Prince Su.
"Brother Wen, go ahead. I'll wait for you here." He Xinxian said with a smile: "By the way, I would like to say hello to His Highness Prince Su."
Wen Qi glanced at He Xinxian for a few times in surprise, then nodded, and walked towards the alley under the surprised gazes of Jie Ziyu and Tang Ju.
In that alley, there was a carriage parked, which was the carriage of Prince Su's Mansion.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun was sitting in the groom's seat, watching Wen Qi walking towards him with a smile.
"His Royal Highness King Su."
When Wen Qi walked up to Zhao Hongrun, he cupped his hand.
"Well." Zhao Hongrun nodded, then said with a smile: "Let's talk about it after we get in the car."
After hearing this, Wen Qi said: "I have made an appointment with He Xinxian, Jie Ziu and Tang Ju to have a drink at a restaurant in the city."
"Oh?" Zhao Hongrun was stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay, let me just say it here." After saying that, he looked at Wen Qi with a smile and asked, "Wen Qi, do you admit defeat?
?”
Seeing the confident look of His Highness Prince Su in front of him, Wen Qi could not help but feel a little guilty.
But then again, if he was fooled just like this, then he would not be Onsaki.
So, Wen Qi pretended to be surprised and said: "Why did I lose? In my opinion, the loser is His Highness Prince Su."
After hearing this, Zhao Hongrun laughed, and then he looked at Wen Qi up and down, and said with a smile but not a smile: "Today, the King of Japan just learned that you can actually write such tiny handwriting. It's amazing, amazing!"
Wen Qi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.
In his heart, there was still a trace of luck, thinking that His Highness Prince Su could not see through his trick.
But Zhao Hongrun's words broke the only trace of luck in his heart.
"What kind of small print?" Wen Qi said pretending to be confused.
Zhao Hongrun was not angry when he heard this, and said kindly: "Of course it's the small characters written on the inside of the pole in the palace... Wasn't that written by you?"
After hearing this, Wenqi pretended to be shocked and said: "Your Highness, please don't make false accusations against good people."
Zhao Hongrun looked at Wen Qi with a half-smile, and then chuckled and said: "Wen Qi, we were in the examination room just now. After I visited those palaces, you seemed uneasy, and finally went to the palace again.
Make sure those poles are still there...Are you surprised that I didn’t confiscate those poles?”
"..." Wen Qi pursed his lips and said nothing.
"Do you want to know why?" Zhao Hongrun leaned forward and then said mysteriously: "It doesn't hurt to tell you. There are two types of paper A in this examination. You answered one type, and the other questions
My answer is another one. Let’s just say that this time I will try, but
Your A test paper is completely different from others... In other words, your correct answer will be the wrong answer in the hands of other test takers. Therefore, as long as you compare it afterwards, I will know what it is.
Who has used your answer?"
"..."
Hearing this, Wen Qi's eyelids twitched involuntarily, and at the same time he secretly cursed the insidiousness in his heart.
It has to be said that even he did not expect that His Highness King Su would actually set a trap on his examination questions at first.
However, after a moment of panic, Wenqi quickly calmed down.
Because he felt that those test takers who saw his answers would not be stupid enough to copy the wrong answers, which meant that His Highness Prince Su in front of him still did not have enough evidence to prove that he had cheated.
However, at this moment, Zhao Hongrun seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Are you thinking that those test takers are not so stupid as to copy the wrong answers...right? Hahaha, they will copy
of……"
"..." Wen Qi looked at Zhao Hongrun in confusion.
At this time, Zhao Hongrun said with a smile: "By the way, let me introduce someone to you. Maybe you already know him."
After saying that, he lifted up the curtain of the carriage and saw an examiner behind the curtain smiling and arching his hand towards Wen Qi.
"You... you..."
Seeing this person, Wen Qi was shocked and speechless, because this examinee was clearly the student named Xie.
Suddenly, he seemed to understand something and pointed at Zhao Hongrun and Xie Xuezi in disbelief.
"Brother Wen, I'm sorry." The Xie student said with a sneer on his face: "His Royal Highness Prince Su personally asked me for a favor, how could I dare to refuse... I'm sorry, sorry."
At this time, Zhao Hongrun also introduced: "This student Xie is a descendant of the Liang Kingdom. He came to Daliang every time in Hongde's 16th year, 19th year, and this year... Well, I will try a three-day tour... You
I don’t even recognize this person.”
"His Royal Highness King Su is really disrespectful." Xie Xuezi said with a wry smile: "Your Highness, how can you understand the suffering of having several evil women in the family..."
However, before he finished speaking, Wen Qi interrupted him: "Even so, His Highness King Su is not the winner. It is not surprising that the answers are similar."
"Oh, you are really..." Zhao Hongrun shook his head, and then said seriously: "You two have different test papers. If you don't copy the answers, how can he write a completely different test question from yours?"
Do you have similar test questions?...You tell me."
"I..." Wen Qi was suddenly speechless.
After a while, he said angrily: "This doesn't count! ... Changing my test papers and paying off the test papers is cheating!"
After hearing this, Zhao Hongrun said with a smile: "You can cheat, why can't I cheat?"
Wenqi was speechless.
This was so reasonable that he was speechless.
"...A soldier never tires of deceit, Mr. Mr., my king's retainer."