As we all know, the imperial examination can be roughly divided into three stages: the rural examination, the joint examination, and the imperial examination. The first person in the rural examination is named Jieyuan, the first person in the joint examination is named Huiyuan, and the first person in the imperial examination is named Zhuangyuan. Winning the first place three times in a row is called the top three in a row.
Because the difficulty is too high, there is only one such person in ten thousand. Since the imperial examination system was established, it is rare to win three yuan in a row.
After all, examiners are also human beings, and they have their own likes and dislikes. No matter how good the candidate's literary talent is, he or she will not like it if he doesn't like it. The reason why the examiner didn't brush him off the list is because of his beautiful handwriting.
Therefore, in addition to the ink in the belly and the strong foundation to withstand the test, a large part of the reason for those who win the three yuan in a row is luck and the ability to figure out the examiner's mind.
Guild Hall.
It is also called a test hall, not for that matter.
Due to the joint examination, candidates from all over the country gathered in the capital. Except for the local candidates in Shuntian Prefecture, the rest had to arrive several months in advance, and even set off directly after the provincial examination.
Not only was he tired from the journey, he also had trouble with his accent. In a capital where he was not familiar with, he was inevitably bullied by the shopkeepers.
Later, when many officials and businessmen saw that their fellow villagers were being bullied, they funded the purchase of real estate for the candidates from their fellow townsmen to live in. This is how guild halls emerged.
Of course, part of the main reason is that most of the scholars are from ordinary families and are not provided with a place to live, so they can only sleep on the streets.
After all, this is a capital city, land is expensive, there are no dilapidated temples to stay in, and poor scholars can only sleep on the streets.
In a clubhouse at the moment, a group of candidates from the same hometown gathered together to chat, and as they talked, they mentioned a recent major event.
The imperial court didn't know what kind of madness they had, so they punished most of the officials in the court, beat them to the bottom, and sent them to remote places to work as minor officials.
Those who are guilty should be punished now, and those who are not guilty, let’s talk about Chen Zhizhi’s mess with Guizi more than ten years ago. In a word, you will not be allowed to stay in the capital as an official.
Then, an imperial edict was issued, and the prisoners in the prison were gently handled and returned to the court.
For example, Fu Tianchou, the well-known Minister of Rites, was not only reinstated to his original position, but also entered the Eastern Palace and became the prince's teacher.
Although he has no real power, he is still in charge of the Ministry of Etiquette as before, but after all, the crown prince and grand master are from a first-class official position, plus a sword that will not kill the faint emperor at the top and the sycophant minister Shang Fang...
Well, he is so full of imperial favor that other officials say he cannot be offended.
Half of the vacant official positions were filled, and for the other half, the emperor used the old officials in the capital who were idle at home and asked them to report their duties again, barely running the paralyzed capital.
This group of people are all losers in partisan struggles, and few have good reputations. Most of them, apart from having good-looking beards, also have strong eccentricities.
It’s better to use them than me!
This is the thinking of many candidates for the National People's Congress. They don't understand why the emperor let go of capable people and promoted a group of old antiques who are about to die. If it is a party struggle, this group of officials who were dismissed came from all factions, and each suffered heavy losses, but no one was seen.
Pie is the winner.
Could it be that the emperor was intimidated by the huge power of the civil servants, so...
That's not right. I heard that the emperor beheaded several eunuchs and commanders who were close to him in the same night, which made him feel terrible pain.
"The details in the court are too profound. I'd better not think about it. I have some gossip. This time, Mr. Fu, the Minister of Etiquette, is in charge of the overall situation. Let's go back and read the articles written by Mr. Fu. This is
valid reason."
"Your news is out of date. "Fu Shangshu Wenlu" was sold on the street yesterday, and I happened to buy a copy."
"What a coincidence, I also bought a copy."
"..."
The candidates took out the "Fu Shangshu Wenlu" in their arms one after another. After comparing it, they were shocked to find that the version was actually different and not from the same bookstore.
It's really a bad thing. I can only say that he is worthy of being at the feet of the emperor. Two of the ten people are officials, and the remaining eight are all related to each other, and all of them are well-informed.
"Damn it, if this happens, we will lose our advantage!"
"It would be great if I could meet Mr. Fu and ask for a word."
"Don't be ridiculous, how much money do you have, can Mr. Fu sell you calligraphy?"
"How can you... how can you peddle about scholar matters... it's an insult to politeness!"
I don’t blame the candidates for trying every possible means. It’s because everyone has learned well and knows the importance of pleasing the examiner.
This examination was presided over by the Ministry of Etiquette, and the emperor appointed Fu Tianqiu to be in charge of the overall situation. Whether the candidates from various places and the Imperial College could go to high school, squeeze into the 300 places, and conduct the final palace examination all depended on his expression.
Just as he was talking, there was a sudden commotion outside the guild hall. A scholar ran into the room with a face full of ecstasy and slapped his hand on the table: "Master Fu, the Minister of Rites, is here. The sedan is parked at the entrance of our guild hall."
"No, why is the Minister of Rites coming to our guild hall?"
"Which virtuous brother is from a prominent family, deliberately looking down on others, please stand up. If you have offended me many times before, and I am not talented, I am willing to spend all my family wealth. I will be the host of Lichun Court tonight. Please virtuous brother... listen to a little tune."
.”
"..."
No one answered. A group of people stared at each other, and they all said that their ancestral family was poor. It was okay for Nang Ying to Yingxue. It was okay to have a relationship with the minister of the dynasty. Selling himself to the minister's house and becoming a book boy was a shortcut.
After a while, the servant opened the way, and Fu Tianchou walked in with his two daughters.
"Student XXX has met Mr. Fu!" xN
A group of candidates tried their best to announce their names as loudly as possible, but everyone was very loud, so Fu Tianqiu didn't hear any of them clearly.
He frowned and glanced at the candidates. None of them had similar temperament and body shape. He frowned and said, "Fellow students, which one is Cui Hongjian?"
The Fu sisters shook their heads slightly. They had seen his face and were sure there was no Cui Hongjian here.
"..."
Everyone looked at each other, and one of them pointed to the inner room in the corridor: "Brother Cui Xian is studying in the room, I will call him out right now."
"No need, I'll go find him."
Fu Tianchou straightened his clothes and went straight to the inner room of the guild hall, leaving behind a group of dumbfounded candidates who were thinking about Cui Hongjian's background, and actually let the Minister of Rites willingly give up his identity.
Is he the emperor's illegitimate son?
No, the Minister of Rites is already the prince's teacher, so there is no need to make such a grand ceremony when meeting an illegitimate child, unless...
I understand, Cui Hongjian is the illegitimate son of the Minister of Rites. Today I came to find my relative, and by the way, I leaked the test questions.
…
"Are you Cui Hongjian?"
Fu Tianchou looked at the confused Cui Hongjian with a slight disappointment in his eyes. He was not the person he was looking for.
The Fu sisters are also full of disappointment. They have the same name but different people, so they are happy in vain.
"Student Cui Hongjian, pays homage to Lord Shangshu."
Cui Hongjian put down the "Records of Fu Shangshu" in his hand. He was right in front of him, and he was still reading the rubbish records. He was just confused in his mind. Why did such a great official come to him for nothing? Could it be that he was still an emperor?
illegitimate child?
Disappointed in his heart, Fu Tianchou couldn't help but turn around and leave. He tried to say something like 'study hard', 'show your talent', 'I'm optimistic about you' and so on.
The Fu sisters didn't want to stay, so they turned around to leave. When they passed by the door, they happened to miss Xiaoshuang, who came in with tea.
The latter was dressed as a scholar, but his arms and legs were thin, and the two ounces of flesh on his chest were not tied up. Fu Yuechi was quite frustrated and muttered: "This scholar, who seems to be poor but has a pretty maid with him, is far worse than that one."
Already."
There was an embarrassment in the room. Fu Qingfeng pulled his sister and told her to stop talking nonsense.
When his character was questioned, especially in front of the examiner, he had to explain everything. Cui Hongjian said decisively: "Miss, I misunderstood. Although Miss Xiaoshuang is a maid, she is not my maid. I brought her to the capital."
She rushed to take the exam to help her find her son."
"Oh, is there such a thing?" Fu Yuechi became interested and wanted to hear Cui Hongjian continue to say.
After a while, several people in the room stared, realizing that something was wrong.
"Did the Liao Wenjie you mentioned carry a red sword with him and a mask on his face?"
"There is no mask, but there is indeed a red sword, and there is also a red umbrella."
Cui Hongjian's eyes widened and he asked: "May I ask, Lord Shangshu, if the 'Cui Hongjian' you are talking about has a bearded man named Yan Chixia next to him. He is fierce and treats everyone like a tiger.
Saying bad words to each other?"
"Hiss, hiss"
Right!
"That's weird. Brother Jie didn't commit any crime, so why did you borrow my name?" Cui Hongjian looked bored again and couldn't think of the reason.
Fu Qingfeng thought for a while and roughly understood the reason. Liao Wenjie borrowed Cui Hongjian's name not because he was sinister, but because he had a deeper meaning.
Just listening to Cui Hongjian's story about Wumenju, Fu Qingfeng felt that something sounded familiar. Thinking about it carefully, there were even paintings. Isn't this a replica of Miss Xiaoqian!
The difference is that Cui Hongjian and Mochou had a marriage and even worshiped heaven and earth, while Liao Wenjie directly sent Xiaoqian to reincarnation and ended his bad relationship with his own hands.
He must have said that people and ghosts have different paths, but he still lingers on it in his heart. In this case, it is not difficult to understand what Cui Hongjian's name means.
"Three years later there will be no place to live..."
Fu Tianchou secretly nodded and prepared to let his two daughters go away in three years. If Liao Wenjie still dared to leave without saying goodbye, he would dare to marry his daughter off.
"You're a grown man, and you're about to take the exam, so why don't you have someone else's maid by your side? I'll take care of it for you!"
Fu Yuechi's eyes were shining, and she stared at Xiaoshuang without blinking. She was as smart as she had found a way to break the situation. She was thinking about taking Liao Wenjie's maid with her, and was she afraid that the other party wouldn't come to her?
"ah!?"
The black vortex reversed, Liao Wenjie sat cross-legged on the carpet, raised his hand and looked at... a handful of wolf hair in his hand.
What do you mean? Why is there only hair left on such a big three-black animal?
He remembered clearly that he slapped Sanhei down, then grabbed the hair on the back of his neck, and a black vortex hit him, and then...
"If it is pulled down hard, it will probably hurt a lot!"
Liao Wenjie felt a chill on the back of his neck. Since Sanhei didn't bring him back, he couldn't be named Sanhei. He was just an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf. Whether it hurt or not had nothing to do with him.
It makes sense when you think about it.
He got up and walked to the bathroom. He hadn't taken a good bath for a long time, so he would take a longer bath today.
"This hair, whether long or short, can be parted in the middle like big brother Tiancan!"
There is a reward from the leader of "I really can't read anymore", more updates...will be made up (*/＼*)