"After ten years of hard work and no one asking, he became famous all over the world in one fell swoop." Zhao Buwei sighed.
For most scholars, it is a dream to go to the palace examination, because as long as you are qualified to enter, it means that you are only one step away from the end of your studies.
The main reason is that in the spring of this year, cheating occurred. Although it was discovered in advance and did not cause blood poisoning, the exam was also postponed.
After a series of examinations, 500 people were selected, and now it is the last examination in the spring of this year: the palace examination!
It has been some time since the examination ended. Five hundred students were admitted to the imperial examination. Today they will enter the palace and do the questions directly in the main hall.
"There are 500 Gongsheng students this year, but it is impossible to admit all of them into Jinshi. The maximum selection is about 300, or more. If you select less, it is possible to select only 200. But as long as you enter the palace examination, you may be selected.
Admission, how many people wouldn’t envy such an opportunity?”
Thinking like this, Zhao Buwei walked to the rockery, where there was a pavilion located on a high place. When he stood and looked out, he could vaguely see the outside.
Zhao Buwei climbed to a high place and looked into the distance. Sure enough, he saw the approaching team, which was now far away and heading towards the Imperial City.
There were less than a hundred people in the crowd, old and young. Zhao Buwei's eyes were a little blurry. He had taken a test.
"It's a pity that I don't have this opportunity." Zhao Buwei also has a reputation. He is a civil servant. In other words, he has a reputation as the mastermind of Prince Qi's palace.
Living in Prince Qi's palace and working as a mastermind may seem like a good thing, but it's actually not as good as being from a formal family background.
A Jinshi was born and became a county magistrate. Although it depends more on family background, connections, luck, and talent, as long as he doesn't make a big mistake, there is always a fifth-grade magistrate.
When a man plots his plans, unless the King of Qi ascends the throne, he will never see the light of day.
Even if King Qi ascends the throne, the mastermind will most likely not end well because he knows too much.
Zhao Buwei was a little confused. When he was in his thirties, he took the last one hundred and sixty taels of silver from his family and tried again at Longmen, but in the end he still lost his reputation.
Zhao Buwei was resentful at the time and felt that there must be fraud. But as time went by, he gradually realized that he owed three points of heat.
"That's all, it's over, what else are you thinking about?"
Zhao Buwei regained his clarity and thought secretly: "It has come to an end before, but can the emperor just let it go?"
The root cause of his hesitation was that the emperor seemed to have changed his mind again.
King Qi doesn't have any chance at all.
"Sure enough, destiny cannot be seen clearly and the path is unknown." Zhao Buwei smiled to himself: "When I looked at history, I always felt that the predecessors were hesitant and hesitant, and they were not heroes."
"Now I understand that it was because we knew the result, so we all acted in hindsight."
“It’s so difficult to make a choice when you really don’t know the future!”
"The King of Qi has made a decision, where is the grandson?"
Imperial City·Hongwen Hall
Led by the Chief of the Ministry of Rites, five hundred tributes entered through the Meridian Gate and saw the palace towering high. The guards in the passage all had sabers hanging on their waists and stood like nails, looking solemn.
This kind of solemnity in the Nine Layers Forest made the excited tributes freeze for a moment. They were still whispering but there was no sound. When they arrived in front of the temple, they stopped. This was all explained in advance. No one acted out of character on this occasion. They just waited and waited.
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After a while, I saw an official from the third rank exiting the hall. I knew at a glance that he was the Minister of Rites. He walked to the south and stood in front of everyone. He said loudly: "According to the Holy Order!"
"Long live!"
The tribute servants knelt down on the ground and were so silent that they could not even hear a cough. Seeing this, the Minister of Rites smiled with satisfaction and said: "You enter the palace in order, and you must not lose your etiquette!"
"Yes!" Everyone kowtowed, stood up and bowed to the main hall. Then they slowly climbed up the steps and saw small tables in the main hall. Eunuchs were rushing back and forth to check the four treasures of the study.
The system of Dazheng was inherited from the previous dynasty.
First, five hundred people are selected from the tens of thousands of candidates who came to the capital. These five hundred people are tribute scholars. During the palace examination, two to three hundred people will be selected from the five hundred people. These two to three hundred people are the serious Jinshi.
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For others, it doesn't matter. At most, because the title of Gongshi is more pleasant, they can be more qualified to enroll in the academy or even the Imperial College, and they will continue to take the Chunwei Continuation Examination next year.
Such selection is certainly cruel, but this is the national system.
Yu Lufangxi was among the five hundred people. He followed in and stood at first, waiting to be assigned tables and chairs.
Fang Xi didn't look very nervous. This was not because he had confidence, but because he had no confidence.
People around were whispering, and Fang Xi also whispered to Yu Lu: "I am originally ranked 498, but I am afraid that I will be eliminated this time."
Before Yu Lu could cheer him up, because some of the people who came in spoke in low voices, the etiquette officer warned: "Don't make any noise, otherwise you will be expelled from the palace!"
Fang Xi immediately fell silent and did not dare to say any more.
Others also stopped talking. In an instant, the five hundred people even breathed softly, and the surrounding area suddenly fell silent.
"Come in!" As the ceremony officer shouted again, five hundred people filed in.
When they entered, the table had been set up, but they were still standing and did not sit down.
"The Emperor has arrived"
"The great grandson has arrived"
At this moment, after hearing three quiet blasts of whips in the palace, and then the sound of drums and music, and two consecutive shouts, the tributes and courtiers present held their breaths and concentrated more and more.
In the middle aisle, several people passed by. It seemed that the emperor was old and in good condition today. He walked in slowly.
Although the eunuch accompanied him carefully, he did not reach out to help him.
The person who followed him in was the grandson, or he was young, with a graceful demeanor, eyes that looked like lacquer, wearing a beaded crown, and a smile on his lips, which made people feel happy when they saw him.
The hall fell silent, followed by the sound of the emperor taking his seat with his sleeves rolled up.
"Bai" the ceremony officer shouted again.
"Long live!" Five hundred people kowtowed to the mountain and shouted.
The emperor glanced at him indifferently and said leisurely: "If you are flat, I will give you the grandson's seat."
Yu Lu raised his head slightly, glanced around, and saw everyone below. The only seat next to the dragon chair, on the side of the steps, was the seat given to the grandson.
Crown Prince, Crown Prince, with the word "Jun", can really tell the difference from ordinary princes and grandsons at this time.
"Thank you, Your Majesty." The grandson looked calm and walked over, gently holding his knees with his hands and sitting upright.
"I can't see any gaps." Yu Lu knew something inside, and was concerned about the interaction between the grandson and the emperor.
He actually couldn't see the problem between the emperor and the grandson at all. Could it be that the emperor and the grandson were both secretive people, so no matter what they thought in their hearts, they didn't show it on the surface?
After the extremely dangerous things happened before, he did not believe that there was no problem at all between the emperor and the grandson.
If you have a problem, but don't show it at all, I'm afraid it may not be the blessing of harmony.
Just as I was thinking this, the whole hall fell silent again, full of solemnity, and I heard the emperor speak.
"I am only a human ruler, and I am entrusted with the command of heaven to rule hundreds of millions of people. I must first live a happy life for them, so that they can have peace of mind, and then I will fulfill my responsibilities as parents and people. I have no regrets."
The emperor spoke slowly, word by word, but without any stagnation. His voice was tired and old, but it was surprisingly attractive to the ears. Everyone could hear it. It was filled with the confidence and majesty brought by the supreme power.
"But I have a weak virtue, so I don't know how I can lead to Yao and Shun, so that disasters will not occur in the world, the people will have enough food and clothing, follow the way and return to transformation?"
"Every disciple or scholar who understands principles and understands others, and if there is anyone who can help me, he should directly state what he saw and heard and prepare a description in the article. I will read it personally and do not be afraid or hide it."