Xu Yan has a good grasp of the rhythm of the hospital examination.

The three articles were written at an appropriate length, almost using the time cleanly.

This avoids the embarrassment of waiting for a long time for the exam to end.

Compared with half a year ago, Xu Yan is obviously more mature in dealing with the imperial examination now.

After the college exam, Xu Yan and a group of candidates left the school.

Since there is only one test in this college exam, it means that candidates only need to wait quietly for the results.

Chen Maoli obviously did well in the exam, and after returning to the inn, he took the initiative to play chess with Xu Yan.

Xu Yan is also happy to accompany him, and he is idle anyway, and he has nothing to do to kill time.

You should still relax after a high-intensity exam.

"Brother Shixian, I heard that Li Chunfang, the champion of today's department, wrote a green word, which won the favor of the Son of Heaven, and he has been transferred to Xiyuan to listen to it. Virtuous brother doesn't practice? ”

Chen Maoli said mysteriously as he fell.

Xu Yanzhi felt that he couldn't cry or laugh.

When I first met Chen Maoli, I didn't feel that he had the attribute of gossip.

"I can't write such a thing."

Xu Yan shook his head.

In fact, it's not that Xu Yan can't write, but he feels that there is no benefit.

Qingzi is also what Emperor Jiajing likes.

And now it is the twenty-sixth year of Jiajing.

Even if Xu Yan Jiajing was admitted to the Jinshi in the 29th year, according to the rules of the Ming officialdom, he had to observe the government for a few months, and then he would either be elected as a Jishi or be released.

Needless to say, he was selected as a gentleman, and he directly interned at the Hanlin Academy for three years. After coming out, he may not be able to move his nest, maybe he will have to continue to hone in the Hanlin Academy for three and five years, which is called carving.

You have to have at least seven or eight years of experience when you go out, right?

This has been going back and forth for more than 30 years.

And Xu Yan clearly knew that the Jiajing Dynasty was only forty-five years.

Even if he has worked in Jiajing for more than 30 years to become a powerful yamen, it is impossible to rise to the top.

To be precise, Xu Yan's golden period of career should be in the Longwan period.

In other words, it is too wasteful to invest in Emperor Jiajing.

Jiajing Dynasty is just the starting point of his career, and it is absolutely nonsense to really think about what to enter the cabinet at the age of thirty to worship the prime minister.

"Brother Yi Shi is too modest. Qingzi is difficult to say, and simple to say. ”

Chen Maoli swallowed and spitted at the mouth, "Brother Fool has also done some research recently and discovered a lot of tricks. ”

Xu Yanxin said that this Chen Maoli is really good at drilling, but now that it is the college exam, is it too early to practice writing green words in such a hurry?

Seeing that Xu Yan was silent, Chen Maoli didn't care, and told his own experience.

I have to say that Chen Maoli still put a lot of effort into it, at least compared the green words of Xia Yan, Yan Song, and Li Chunfang, and summed up what they had in common.

"Brother Luqing, how do you know so much?"

It stands to reason that although these words are not hidden, they should not be heard by a mere child.

Seeing this, Chen Maoli leaned over and said mysteriously: "Brother Shi Xian doesn't know, there are people above me." ”

Xu Yan suddenly realized.

Cixi County is indeed a big county of culture and education, it is really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and any child has a background in the court.

Thinking about it, Chen Maoli is from a scholarly family, and it is not impossible for someone in the family to be an official in the court.

"Today's saints love green words, if you want to have a smooth career, you naturally have to practice, and the foolish brother has to do it as a last resort."

Xu Yan still agrees with this sentence.

Qingzi is a means to get close to Emperor Jiajing.

Looking at the Jiajing Dynasty, is there any powerful minister who does not write green words?

As long as you are willing to do practical things after writing green words, it is good, and I am afraid that those villains who can only slap the horse steal from the high position.

Xu Yan is not a corrupt Confucian, he doesn't have so many moral habits, and the ability to do things is what he thinks is the most important thing.

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Zhang's house.

Zhang Yinian was very comfortable lying on the bed, listening to the report of the steward Zhang Han.

"Young master, according to your instructions, the scribe who copied the scroll has done something to ensure that Xu Yan does not know Chinese."

Zhang Yinian yawned very lazily, nodded and said, "You did a good job, and after the deed is completed, reward the scribe with some more silver." As for you, Young Master Ben won't treat you badly. ”

"Thank you young master, thank you young master!"

Zhang Han kowtowed like pounding garlic.

Zhang Yinian snorted coldly and said, "Xu Yan, I will let you return the things you took from me!" ”

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Ningbo Fuxue.

In the public house, more than a dozen scribes were copying the test papers without stopping.

Because of a decision made by the Great Grandmaster, they had to do so much more work for nothing, which was really infuriating.

Moreover, many of them are basically the clerks of the government and have been forcibly seconded.

Except for a meager subsidy, there is basically no oil and water to be fished.

Who wants to do this kind of thankless thing?

But complaining is complaining, and the work still has to be done.

It doesn't matter if it's the prefect or the academic administration, they can't afford to offend, at most they complain a few words behind their backs.

One of these scribes behaved a little strangely.

He didn't rush to copy the test papers, but rummaged through a pile of test papers to find something.

This stack of test papers are all candidates from Minglun Parish, and they haven't had time to be named.

There are only a few dozen test papers, and it is not a hassle to rummage through them.

Soon he pulled out the scroll he was looking for.

This volume was made by Xu Yan, the head of the government examination case, and the scribe did not show a happy look after he got it, but took the volume away and sat on the seat, dipped it in paste and pasted the name first.

His name was Wu Feng, and he was a scribe in the ceremonial room.

Although it can be regarded as eating imperial grain with an iron rice bowl, Wu Feng's life is very poor.

There is an old mother to support, and the wife died early and a pair of children to pull.

The days are hard.

Wu Feng worked two jobs for a living.

In addition to working for the yamen, he also copied books for the bookstore.

Although movable type printing is now commonplace, there are patrons who prefer manuscripts.

Taste is a very mysterious thing.

Life is difficult, and what makes Wu Feng even more painful is that there is no hope.

Until one day, the housekeeper of the Zhang family found him and gave him fifty taels of silver, asked him to do some tricks and feet on the test paper in the courtyard, and then paid him fifty taels after the matter was completed.

Wu Feng's instinct was to refuse, but the temptation of a hundred taels of silver was too great.

With this money, his wife and children will be able to live a good life, and they will no longer have to go hungry.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Wu Feng finally agreed.

As long as he doesn't know what he's doing, no one will find out at all.

It's just a pity that this student from Dinghai County, named Xu Yan, has a ruined future.

But after all, it was a person who had nothing to do with him, and Wu Feng's guilt quickly disappeared.

All he had in his eyes was the extra fifty taels of silver after the deed was done.

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