Chapter 307
Chapter 307
The man acted like a knight-errant, and said: "If you dare to knock on the Dengwen drum... I will help you poor people with this stick! Let the rich and powerful see that we poor people also have hard bones!"
Xue Renyi, who was already drunk, smashed the wine glass in his hand: "I, Xue Renyi, read the books of sages anyway, how can I bow down to the powerful?! I'm going to beat Dengwengu! Even if I give up my Fate, but also seek justice for me and other poor students!"
After Xue Renyi finished speaking, he picked up the jug on the table and poured it down in one gulp.
Xue Renyi's classmates quickly stood up and persuaded Xue Renyi, saying that it would be a big deal to come back next year.
But Xue Renyi said: "The rich and powerful only cover the sky with their hands. It is not uncommon to see favoritism, corruption, corruption and dereliction of duty. These years have intensified. See for yourself... It is getting harder and harder for the sons of poor families to come out! The rich and powerful bow their knees, this huge state of Jin... will no longer have a place for poor scholars! If you still have blood, come with me!"
After all, Xue Renyi walked towards the palace gate with anger and passion.
At this time, Wen Zhenkang, a Hanlin scholar who had already passed on the list of seven people in the metropolis without knowing it, and the deputy examiners sorted the strategies and theories of the palace examination, and took the top ten before the emperor and the crown prince.
After the emperor read an article, he handed it over to the prince for comment.
Although the prince's talent is a little mediocre, he can still understand the good and bad of the strategy and theory.
After reading Dong Changyuan's paper, the prince's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly handed it to the emperor respectfully: "I think... this article is clear in terms of strategy and theory, and has unique insights. .”
The emperor nodded and put Dong Changyuan's paper aside.
Seeing Qin Lang's paper, the emperor seemed to be interested, he looked at Qin Lang's paper seriously...
Qin Lang is a model of the family's children that the emperor personally praised. The emperor still has hope for Qin Lang, hoping that Qin Lang can give him a good face.
After reading Qin Lang's paper, the emperor smiled, nodded and put Qin Lang's paper with Dong Changyuan.
Afterwards, the emperor also read the papers of Lu Xiang's two grandsons, holding them in his hand for comparison... Wen Zhenkang said with a chuckle, "These two papers are not only brilliant in writing, but also analyze the current situation, often hitting the key points, very powerful! If Wei Chen wants to have two children with such extensive knowledge, he must let them take the imperial examination separately, and Lu Xiang asked the two brothers to take the scientific examination together, isn't this a competition between his own family and his own family!"
The emperor couldn't help laughing when he heard this, and looked at the prince: "Eggs can't be put in the same basket. We, Xiang Lu, who has been in the court all his life, seem to have forgotten..."
Speaking, the emperor put the papers of Lu Yuanqing and Lu Yuanbao together with Qin Lang and Dong Changyuan.
The emperor picked up Chen Zhaolu's policy again, and read it carefully: "There is a demeanor of Chen Taifu between the lines, Chen Zhaolu...isn't this the grandson of Chen Taifu?"
"Your Majesty has good eyesight!" Wen Zhenkang smiled and bowed to the emperor, "I think Taifu Chen was the number one scholar back then, and Taifu Chen's son, Zhongshu servant Chen Pingxing, was also the number one scholar. Also won the number one prize, if it is really like this...it will be a good story for our Jin country."
Hearing this, the emperor thought for a while and picked up Dong Changyuan's paper: "I really think... among the ten papers, this is called... Dong Changyuan's theory is the best."
In fact, after all, the emperor felt that the standard of Gongsheng students in this imperial examination was not as good as before.
Wen Zhenkang hurriedly catered to the emperor: "Your Majesty has a unique eye! What you said is right! However... the ten proposals that can be presented to His Majesty are the most outstanding in this imperial examination. No matter how His Majesty decides, these ten Young talents naturally want to serve His Majesty."
The emperor nodded, feeling that what Wen Zhenkang said was right.
In the emperor's study, several people from the monarch and his ministers discussed for several hours, and finally decided on the ranking of the gold list.
In order to continue the good story that Chen Taifu's ancestors and grandchildren were all champions for three generations, the emperor selected Chen Taifu's grandson Chen Zhaolu as the champion.
Lu Xiang couldn't help but give Lu Yuanqing the second place.
Dong Changyuan's strategy was excellent, and the emperor heard Gao Demao mention that Dong Changyuan was a gentle and jade-looking young man with a very eye-catching appearance, so he appointed a Tanhua, the first in Qinlang's second-class biography.
The remaining six people were sorted by the crown prince, and the rankings were given, and Lu Yuanbao ranked second in the second class.
The third place in the second class is occupied by a poor family, Wu Anbang is fourth in the second class, Zhang Ruohuai is fifth in the second class, Lin Chaodong is sixth in the second class, and Wang Chengyu is seventh in the second class.
When the ranking of the gold list was finalized here, Wen Zhenkang and the assistant examiner had just come out of the main hall with a long sigh of relief, when they heard the thunderous drums coming from the direction of Wudemen in the distance.
Wen Zhenkang suddenly thumped in his heart, what happened this year? The Dengwen drum, which has been silent for hundreds of years, rang frequently. Could it be the princess of Zhen Guo again? !
No matter who it is, it's definitely not a good thing when the Dengwen drum sounds.
Wen Zhenkang turned his head and looked into the hall, fearing that the emperor might have another headache.
Sitting on the dragon chair, the emperor who had just picked up the teacup to drink tea suddenly heard the sound of Dengwen's drum, and was so startled that the hand holding the teacup trembled, and the tea splashed a little.
The emperor was so irritable in his heart that he wished to remove the Dengwen drum.
A Dengwen drum is placed there, and I am afraid that several generations of emperors have not heard it a few times. It is good to come to him... This has been uneasy since last year, so let people take a breather? !
The prince was also taken aback, subconsciously thought of Bai Qingyan, and felt that now that Bai Qingyan belonged to his sect, he should come to ask him for something, instead of beating drums to upset his father.
The emperor put the teacup on the table heavily, and shouted angrily: "Gao Demao, go and have a look!"
Gao Demao hurriedly hugged Fuchen, and ran towards the outside of the hall with small steps.
"Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock on the drum for such a big deal, so as not to let Zhen'an live!" The emperor thought of Bai Qingyan's forced death of King Xin, and he became more and more annoyed. He picked up the teacup Hit the ground hard.
The eunuchs in the entire hall knelt together, trembling.
Even the prince was so frightened that he knelt down and begged the emperor to appease his anger.
"If it's Bai Qingyan this time, I... really can't tolerate her!" When the emperor said this, he gritted his teeth with murderous intent.
The prince originally wanted to intercede for Bai Qingyan, but when he looked up and saw the emperor's hostile face, he quickly lowered his head and said in a low voice, "It will definitely not belong to the princess, the emperor has already given the princess a great gift." , the princess will not know how to advance and retreat."
The emperor sneered and made no comment.
Today's third update came a little late, mainly because I didn't slow down... Oh my god! The bald author Jun must be so old that he still can't adjust, woo woo woo...
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