When Xu Chen walked out of the Jingzhao Mansion, the sun was still slowly climbing in the eastern sky.

"Big brother!"

Lu Hao Wang Ce greeted him and hurriedly asked, "How is it?"

"Yes!"

Xu Chen said solemnly.

"Huh?"

The two were shocked.

"I'm going to go back to the shower and change my clothes!"

Xu Chen said seriously: "You don't know how smelly it is!"

Lu Hao and Wang Ce glanced at each other, and it was difficult to hide their confusion.

Xu Chen didn't bother to care about them, then turned around and said loudly to a group of students: "Everyone, if you are not busy, it is better to go back with me, the soup pool has just been built at home, just to wash away the turbidity." ”

The literati of the Song Dynasty were precious, and the imperial examination in the Ming and Qing dynasties was the only way to enter the office.

But Tang Shi is different!

Due to the imperfection of the imperial examination system, the annual admission rate is extremely low, and the power of the family is strong, even if students from poor families can successfully enter the officialdom by relying on the imperial examination, the future is still slim.

For this reason, learning to climb has almost become the survival instinct of the poor students in the Tang Dynasty, from obtaining the recommendation of the Taishou to the "line scroll" after entering Beijing

The students fully demonstrated their skillful communication skills.

In fact, this is not a fixed system created by flexible compromise.

The imperial examination system was created in order to dilute the control of the wealthy families on the political power, but everything has a process, and the process of new things wanting to replace the old forces is even longer.

For a relatively period of time, the wealthy family was still strong, although it could not abolish the imperial examination and restore the Jiupin Zhongzheng, but it could use its existing strong power, or directly let the children of their own clan participate in the imperial examination, or win over potential poor students, so as to ensure the family's infiltration of the regime.

Although Xu Chen is only a fifth-grade official, he is standing behind him as the prime minister, not to mention these "slow reactions" at the moment

The students are actually not the elite of this year, and they have to accept it if they have the heart to cling.

Therefore, Xu Chen's shouting easily ignited the enthusiasm of a group of students.

"It's so hard to be so gracious!"

"This ...... How embarrassing!"

"Brother Xu has already broken the bank, it's time for all of us to thank Brother Xu!"

…… Xu Chen responded with a smile: "It's okay! Meeting is fate, I am the same year as you, and helping each other is a matter of internal affairs!"

"Good, good, great!"

"What a watchman!

"Brother Xu Gaoyi, if you refuse again, you will not be a son of man!"

…… Behind Xu Chen, Lu Hao and Wang Ce glanced at each other again, and sighed lightly in their hearts: "Don't you want to be fooled so easily!"

Naturally, it's also a joke, the two of them are not stupid, they know that these people are so excited and there is no lack of contrived gestures, of course, it is not the so-called friendship of the same year, but Xu Chen's statement makes them hope, the hope of wealth!

So, Lu Hao also stepped forward and interjected: "You guys go to the house to repair first, today the teacher is convening a literary meeting in the house, inviting Chang'an celebrities, if you are interested, why don't you go with us later!"

These students didn't recognize Lu Hao, but they called Xu Chen "big brother" only after hearing him

also understood his identity, and at this moment, he naturally understood the "teacher" in his mouth

who it is?

Suddenly, the scene was quiet for a moment, and the sound of heartbeats one after another converged, followed by the sound of swallowing saliva, and it took a long time before the sound of heavy wheezing diffused.

One by one, their eyes became hot, as if they could melt the blood of this winter day.

The words are incoherent, and the mind is even more chaotic.

"Good ......"

"Go, go!"

"That'...... Then we're going to ...... Let's go!"

The whole person became cramped, looking left and right, his eyes were full of urging, and he wanted to run quickly, but he seemed to have forgotten how to run.

The Prime Minister's literary meeting, the recommendation of the Prime Minister's disciples, and the information that I have heard intermittently about this year's scientific examination, as well as the undergraduate main examination that has appeared in front of me, the Prime Minister of the current dynasty, Chen Xilie...... Such an opportunity is a scene that they have never seen in their dreams.

When Chen Xilie walked out of Jingzhao Mansion, he stopped, just looked at Xu Chen here, and didn't say anything for a long time.

After a long time, he suddenly sighed: "That's it, if you can't get this batch, you will give it up!"

Xu Chen's methods are not clever, and so is Xu Fan, but sometimes he doesn't need to be so clever, and a random punch from a master is enough.

When Xu Chen, Chen and Xilie left with their own huge teams, those who were "called"

And the people who rose up were gone.

Although the expected high tide did not appear, it was enough to observe the-for-tat confrontation of the high-ranking officials of the imperial court up close, and it was enough for them to carry out countless organizational processing and descriptions after the dinner.

When the gate of the Jingzhao Mansion became deserted again, the eyes gathered around also took it back.

"The family's control over the court has never relaxed, and this time the remnants of the prince's family are unwilling to sit still and try to die. In fact, in the final analysis, it is still a conflict between the family and the imperial power, the emperor wants to centralize power, and does not want to compromise with the family in everything, and the family members can only compete with the emperor again and again in order to maintain their status, the turmoil in the south was like this before, the things of the other day were like this, and now it is also like this!"

In a teahouse not far from Jingzhao Mansion, there are three people sitting on the seats along the street, the young man is heroic and extraordinary, with a thick layer of calluses on his hands, but at this moment he is holding a pot, dancing lightly, and the action of cooking tea is extremely skillful, without the slightest fireworks.

"I can't imagine that the young general's skills in cooking tea are so skillful!"

The middle-aged scribe who had just been talking eloquently took the teacup handed by the young man and drank it leisurely.

The young man handed another cup of tea to the fat man on the other side, and then smiled humbly: "Mr. Song praises falsely, Chaoying's heat is still a little worse, Master Yan is the real tea ceremony, if Mr. Song goes to Fanyang, he can taste the true meaning of the tea ceremony!"

The man known as Mr. Song slowly drank the tea soup, glanced at him, and said with a faint smile: "You are indeed a little short of the fire!"

Hearing this, the fat man sitting opposite this person laughed and said: "Mr. Song is a cheerful person, so I won't go around the corner!

"Now that I am in charge of the land of the two towns, I am really powerless, if Mr. is willing to come, I will meet him!"

While speaking, An Lushan, who was abnormally fat, actually made a move that went against common sense!

I saw An Lushan's body sitting upright slowly leaning forward, and the fat on his belly was immediately squeezed and deformed and overflowed to both sides, and the unusually loose robe on his body was propped up, as if it would crack in the next moment.

When An Lushan's head hit the floor, his legs were still cross-kneeled, and there were two more bulging pieces of fat on both sides of his body, which looked like a toad.

Xiao Yan, who was watching in the dark, looked shocked, and immediately couldn't help but chuckle: "It's really like a toad!"

Even Mr. Song, who was sitting opposite, was stunned, looking at An Lushan, who was trembling opposite, and his heart was terrified!

"This An Lushan is really a character!"

After a while, An Lushan trembled more and more, his oily forehead became red, and beads of sweat the size of beans overflowed like water.

"So that you don't have to be like this!"

An Lushan wanted to raise his head and salute again, but his body was too expensive, and he was already weak, so he had to try to keep his head down, and said with difficulty: "I hope Mr. agrees! If Mr. doesn't, I will die of exhaustion here!"

Mr. Song smiled helplessly: "Okay! I agreed!"

"Really?"

An Lushan was overjoyed, and got up, but unexpectedly flashed his waist, grinning in pain, but the joy on his face couldn't be stopped.

"Good, good!"

Ignoring the pain, An Lushan pushed away the guards who came over, and said to Mr. Song with a smile: "Mr. Lao Fu went home to clean up, the military order is in hand, we are going out of the city today!"

"In such a hurry?"

Mr. Song was slightly startled.

"There's no way!"

An Lushan smiled bitterly: "You can't go without generals in the army for a day, I came back to Chang'an in secret, outsiders don't know, if you don't go back quickly, once you let the barbarians see the empty hole and cause a big disaster, I will die and can't redeem it!"

"Okay!"

Mr. Song nodded slowly.

An Lushan and the others immediately paid the bill and left in a hurry.

Xiao Yan then stepped out, looking at the distant carriage and pondering.

Beside him, a young man of about the same age turned his head and asked, "Brother Yan, An Lushan has been working all day for such a sour man?

"How do I know!"

Xiao Yan glanced at him and said lightly: "It's necessary for you to touch the bottom of this down-and-out scholar!"

In the carriage that went away, Mr. Song looked at An Lushan and said with a little deep meaning: "Fanyang, Pinglu and Lu are vast and sparsely populated, except for more than 100,000 soldiers and horses, the people are less than 10,000 households, and the people's livelihood is not as good as that of a county in the Central Plains.

"Huh!"

An Lushan smirked: "Fan Yang Pinglu is located in the frontier, and the barbarians are the most cunning and abnormal, and I can't handle it alone!"

"Humph!"

Mr. Song sneered: "There are no outsiders here, if Lord Jun doesn't even have the courage to speak, what is the use of recruiting him?"

"There is Zhuge Wolong's talent below, and he can't help that muddy Adou!"

"Presumptuous!"

Shi Chaoying said angrily.

An Lushan stared at Mr. Song with a pair of small eyes, deep and terrifying, and Mr. Song still stared at him with a cold smile on his face.

Suddenly, An Lushan laughed and said quietly: "I have been to this Chang'an City many times! Every time I come and go in a hurry, I have never experienced the prosperity ......of this prosperous world."

said, laughing at himself: "But also, I am just a Hu man who is messing around in the frontier, and I can't enjoy this prosperous era of the Heavenly Dynasty." ”

"But...... People's hearts will always change!"

"Originally, the existence of a god was nothing, and those things that were out of reach could be obtained as long as you worked hard. ”

"That'...... Why don't I go and get it?"

After speaking, the carriage was quiet, Shi Chaoying's eyes were already red, and a satisfied smile finally appeared on Mr. Song's face.

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