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Fang Qiao hurriedly pushed forward. He was ranked 34th in the Etiquette Examination, which was relatively higher.
Entering the palace from the south gate, the candidates were led directly to the Guanwen Hall by the gate envoys. They were surrounded by soldiers from the Imperial City guarding and watching. There were also supervisory censors watching beside them. No one dared to do any rude behavior.
They didn't dare to look up. They each looked at the road under their feet, stared at the heels of the person in front, and walked quickly forward.
Along the way to the Guanwen Hall, the palace Shao music echoed from the Guanwen Hall. Emperor Yang Jian had not arrived yet, but the examiners of Jinke were already waiting in the hall in advance, including Wang Junlin, the chief supervisor.
Under the supervision and guidance of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, two hundred Gongsheng students lined up in a square formation in the center of Guanwen Hall. The three people in the lead were the three who ranked highest in the Ministry of Rites examination.
Several whips sounded and the music stopped. Under the order of the etiquette officer, all the examiners and candidates, without exception, knelt down and quietly waited for the arrival of the emperor. Wang Junlin's eyes were like lightning.
One by one, they paused for a moment on the thirteen poor men, and nodded slightly to Fang Qiao as a greeting. This made Fang Qiao even more certain that it was Qin Anhou's credit that he and others were able to go to high school.
After Fang Qiao and Wang Junlin looked at each other, they did not dare to look any further. In the silent hall, he lowered his head and studied the bricks and stones on the floor of the hall. Although they were fired bricks, they were filled with color.
With its dark metallic luster, it’s no wonder that there are rumors that gold bricks are used to pave the palace floor.
If it was the Han Dynasty, the hall would have been paved with floors, and slippers would be required to enter the hall. But after the Southern and Northern Dynasties, the etiquette of the Northern Zhou Dynasty had begun to change. Now, you can already wear boots when walking in the hall.
A series of footsteps finally came from the front.
It's not noisy, it's neat, it starts quietly and ends quietly.
Then the ceremony officer raised his voice and gave orders, half chanting and half singing.
Kneeling three times and knocking nine times.
Bow down to Yang Jian, the current emperor of the Sui Dynasty and the emperor who nominally rules over hundreds of millions of people.
As we bowed together, we could all look at the people in the palace. But they were far away and the light was dim, so we couldn't see what Yang Jian looked like sitting on the royal couch.
However, there were three other people standing on either side of the emperor, namely Gao Ying, Zhou Chengyan and Wang Junlin.
After a series of etiquettes that had been taught by the etiquette officer in advance, the candidates could finally take their seats. Under the guidance of the chamberlains, they were already in their seats within a cup of tea.
Then the test questions, written by Yang Jian himself, came out.
'The wise kings of ancient times sought virtuous people and listened to them; they chose good things and carried them out. The law was not enough to be practiced, so it was just changed; the people were not enough to be wise, it was just done... By keeping one's position, one would be safe, and by managing one's wealth, one would be rich.
By forbidding transgressions, one listens; by punishing sins, one obeys; by interfering with ghosts and gods, one feasts; by following barbarians, one is restrained; by the above rule, the sun, moon and stars will have their order; by the following rule, the birds, beasts, grass and trees will have their nature... I am up and sleeping at night,
I have a lot of heart, but I don't know the reason for this. I will tell you what I heard... I will not hide what I saw.'
The test questions that Yang Jian wrote in person were hundreds of words long, and were essentially one sentence: You can speak out and speak out about local administrative shortcomings.
Obviously, Yang Jian came up with this title after careful consideration. Although there is nothing surprising, it is a proper title.
Wang Junlin stood behind Yang Jian, secretly estimating the time, and found that almost all the candidates were a little nervous. Many of them kept taking deep breaths, trying to calm down the nervousness and excitement of meeting the emperor for the first time and completing the decision in front of the emperor.
Soon everyone had put down their pens and started writing furiously. Yang Jian walked slowly in the hall, followed by Gao Ying, Wang Junlin and Zhou Chengyan.
When the emperor saw the emperor coming and the candidates wanted to stand up and salute, they would be stopped by Yang Jian. He came to see the candidates take the exam, not to disturb the exam.
Yang Jian's eyes passed over each paper. Whenever there was a conclusion that made his eyes shine, Yang Jian would stop for a moment and write down the name of the candidate.
But from front to back, and from back to front, Yang Jian didn't find many papers that could make him stop, and his face couldn't help but look a little ugly. When Gao Ying and Zhou Chengyan saw this, they couldn't help but secretly complained, sweating, and secretly cursing these aristocratic family members.
You can't send some people with real talents and learning.
At this time, Yang Jian walked to Fang Qiao, who was writing without any distractions.
Yang Jian didn't want to disturb Fang Qiao's writing, so he was just going to take a look at it twice before leaving. But when his eyes fell on the test paper, he couldn't move his feet. He stood for a long time, finishing the completed work from beginning to end.
After reading part of it twice, he slowly nodded again, turned back to Gao Ying and Wang Junlin, and Zhou Chengyan said coldly: "Finally, I found someone who can still look past it."
Gao Ying and Zhou Chengyan quickly claimed that "I have neglected my duty," while Wang Junlin followed behind without saying a word, looking incomprehensible.
The paper submission speed for the palace examination is much faster than that for the Ministry of Rites examination. No matter what, no one dares to let the emperor wait until after the third watch.
The imperial examination always starts early and ends early.
By afternoon, Yang Jian had returned to the back hall to rest, and the last candidate finally handed in his test paper.
Next, it was time to mark and mark the papers again, but Yang Jian did not want to leave this work to Gao Ying and Zhou Chengyan anymore.
But before Yang Jian could think of a candidate, the old eunuch Du Luoge, the commander-in-chief of the Hou Guanfu, came to report that someone was secretly colluding with the scholars in the capital who had not passed the exam in order to cause trouble.
Yang Jian was shocked. He had just ordered Du Luoge to quickly investigate the matter. Zhao Shuliang, the commander of the palace guard in charge of the palace, hurried over again. He reported to Yang Jian that thousands of scholars gathered outside the south gate of the imperial city and sat in silence.
Without moving, he handed over the Wanyan Book.
Since ancient times, the people have not fought with the officials, and the poor have not fought with the rich. However, under the overall planning of Wang Junlin and the joint efforts of the old intelligence organization Nighthawk inherited from the Northern Zhou Dynasty and the newly established intelligence organization Ghost Eye, the first in the history of the Chinese dynasty
The sit-in, in which mainly members of poor families complained about injustice to the court and the emperor, was successfully held. This event is destined to be recorded in history.
The so-called Wanyan Book is actually evidence that Gao Ying, the chief examiner, Zhou Chengyan, the deputy examiner, and Wang Junlin, the chief supervisor, engaged in favoritism and malpractice in the autumn imperial examination.
More than a thousand people sat in front of the imperial city gate. They were all dressed up as scholars in various long robes. Everyone held a book of ten thousand words in their hands. Under the leadership of "Xu Jingzong" who sat at the front,
They read the contents of the Wan Yan Book over and over again in unison, with solemn faces and solemn expressions.
This kind of thing has never happened in all the dynasties. From the emperor Yang Jian to the civil and military officials and the palace guards guarding the palace gates, as well as hundreds of thousands of people in the capital, everyone was stunned and surprised.
After Yang Jian read the Wanyan book, he was so angry that he smashed everything around him.
Zhao Shuliang, the commander of the palace guards, did not know how to deal with the current situation, so he ordered his soldiers to surround more than a thousand poor people and separate them from the more and more people in the capital who gathered to watch the excitement.
The gate of the imperial city was opened, and "Xu Jingzong" had arrived at the city gate. He was fearless in the face of swords, guns, swords and halberds. He handed over the ten thousand words book that he had scattered long ago to the palace guards and asked them to present it to the emperor.
He returned to the middle of the scholars and knelt down at the front, continuing to read loudly the contents of the Wan Yan Book about favoritism and malpractice.
In the Guanwen Hall of the Imperial Palace, the palace examination has just ended. Wang Junlin, Gao Ying, and Zhou Chengyan were resting in the inner hall, waiting for His Majesty to arrange errands. Two hundred high school candidates were enjoying the meals provided by the palace while waiting for the results of the palace examination.
Gao Ying got the news about the poor disciples sitting quietly in front of the imperial gate almost at the same time as Yang Jian. Du Luoge even got a copy of the Ten Thousand Words Book and handed it to Gao Ying right away.
After Gao Ying saw it, his body was shaking and his face was flushed. He stood up suddenly, turned around and looked at Wang Junlin, with a look of disbelief on his face and wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then he staggered and fainted.
passed.
Zhou Chengyan was shocked when he saw this scene. He didn't pay attention to how the chamberlain next to him rescued Gao Ying. He took the Wanyan Book from Gao Ying's hand and looked at it twice. His face turned pale and he fell to the ground.
Wang Junlin glanced at the two of them and went directly to see Emperor Yang Jian.
As far as Wang Junlin knows, the student movements in Chinese history have never had good results. In the Song Dynasty, when the literary style was at its peak, student leader Chen Dong did not get the results he wanted, let alone the subsequent public letter.
The rulers would not accept such coercive opinions, let alone the Sui Dynasty, which had the most distinct hierarchy between nobles and civilians.
There are more and more poor scholars in front of the south gate of the imperial city. Scholars who have received news or received books with ten thousand words are coming over with indignation. The common people have also changed from the mentality of just watching the fun to a kind of
With a solemn look on his face, the vendor's hawking voice became much quieter, and even the ranger, who was still unobstructed, also lowered his voice.
The square in front of the imperial city gate is already crowded with people. The Chinese people's habit of watching the excitement has existed since the Sui Dynasty. People came from all directions and blocked the roads in all directions. They didn't understand these scholars who seemed to be from ordinary families.
What do they want to do? They don’t know how significant the things these scholars do are, and even to some extent, they are fighting for the interests of the common people. They only know that it is fun and exciting, and some smart people even hold bamboo baskets on their heads.
The street loudly sells various dried fruits, which are essential foods for watching the excitement.
The grief and indignation in the hearts of these poor scholars who failed the exam could not be increased. Wang Junlin just sent the collected evidence to them through the hands of "Xu Jingzong", and then with a little provocation and guidance through "Xu Jingzong", he now had a thousand
A scene in which many poor scholars gathered together to sit quietly in front of the palace to petition for the project.
Wang Junlin clearly calculated the reactions from all aspects, especially Yang Jian's reaction. He believed that with Yang Jian's imperial mind, he might be furious at first, but after calming down, he would only take advantage of the situation to do something that he had always been difficult to do, but he