Liao Zhen is simply a reckless man, everything is urgent! It was supposed to take three days to hand over a splendid article to the scholars to brew comfortably, but it was only over in half a day, so that many scholars who were accustomed to being slow and rational did not finish answering when they struck the gong and closed the scroll.

There are so many questions, even a teacher like Liu Botao can only finish writing, and the ink is still slightly wet, but for other scholars, this test paper is torment, but for him, it is simply a pleasure, and these test questions are simply the essence of his work for many years.

If he hadn't brought his seal, he would have even wanted to put his personal seal on the roll.

The gong kept ringing, and one by one the candidates were either depressed or surprised, and they went out of the palace with all kinds of life with the guidance of the sergeant of Liaozhen.

Mixed in the crowd was full of comfort, Liu Botao had just walked to the door, but he was caught off guard by a Beijing master wearing a golden embroidered robe next to him, and he was full of respectful hugs and fists.

"Student Li Guoyong, meet the elders!"

To be a master, you have to have the eyesight, looking at this brother's dress and bearing, it is estimated that he is at least a child of a family, and it is likely to be a noble family, of course, it may also be a child of a eunuch, but no matter which one is a big man, Liu Botao hurriedly hugged his fists and returned the salute with a flattered heart.

"Childe is polite, in the next ink officer, how dare you take on the title of the eldest child."

"Heroes don't ask where they come from, so why do the elders say this?"

Still smiling, the noble son is not arrogant at all, and the two of them, Dong Gongzi, who is serving Liu Botao, shook his head enthusiastically, this Li Guoyong also glanced left and right, tried his best to lower his voice, and leaned his face over slightly.

"From this question, can't the older people see the preferences of the regent today? The regent was born in the Liaodong military, the most pragmatic, the least like the literati flashy, different from the previous dynasties, the younger brother has had the honor to travel to the Dongjiang River, where the employment is four books and five classics can be rough, but the work requires a board and a glance, the more people who can do things, the more they can be reused!"

"That's it, what Jiangnan geniuses, leaders of the Restoration Society, those old pedants who have studied the scriptures and history are worthless!"

"Looking at the elderly, it should be an old knife and pen that has accumulated years! The younger brother's house is stable in Dingbian Bofu, if you don't give up when you are old, you can still look at the cold house to sit in your spare time, and the younger brother is also eager to ask you for a lesson or two!"

"Thank you for your love, when you are free, you will definitely come to the door to disturb one or two!"

The two of them hugged their fists and said goodbye, watching Li Guoyong walk towards the next scholar he was looking for, Liu Botao's pace couldn't help but slow down, he didn't think of these when he answered the question, but now, he was excited.

He, an old ink official who has failed more than ten times in the imperial examination, also has the opportunity to be an official in the imperial court and be an upright official!

Just as he was thinking about it, there was an angry and disrespectful voice on the other end.

"Uncle Liu, young master, I'm here! Come over to me!"

The two scholars bent over and waited tremblingly, their noses were not noses, their faces were not their faces, and Dong Shiyun was chattering there with a black face.

"Vulgar Warrior! Savage people! What are the indiscriminate exam questions, not ruling the world with the way of a saint, it is just some rude and trivial things! This kind of court can't last long!"

"Oh, young master, be quiet! Be quiet!"

Startled, that little bit of caution was left behind, Liu Botao hurriedly took three steps and made two steps over, and hugged his fists sadly.

"This is Jingshi, in case Jinyiwei hears it......"

"What about Jinyiwei? Doesn't the world speak of justice? ”

is still that indignant look, the voice is even a little louder, the grandson of the Jiangnan Confucian is open slap and shouted angrily, Dong Shiyun's words really resonated, and a large group of scholars from nearby also shouted indignantly.

"This boy is right! How can you not govern the country in the way of a saint!"

"It's an insult to me and other scholars to take the exam!"

There is an ancient saying in China, called Xiucai rebellion, ten years later, this group of sour Xiucai was still angrily complaining and roaring there, and followed behind the palace gate coldly, and came out with a few brocade guards wearing flying fish robes, while looking at the crowd, while holding a pen and ink, it seemed that he was still recording something in a hurry, I don't know which scholar glanced back, and instantly became out of power, and he covered his head with his big sleeves and turned away. Just like the noisy class director suddenly arrived, thousands of gossiping and talking about the scholars instantly scattered, covering their heads and looking embarrassed, making people think that they were just released prisoners.

They all say that they don't blame the public, and now that they don't have the public, it seems that they are really moving, and this Dong Dagongzi has also become impotent, and he can't stand his face, and he can't stop turning around and roaring.

"Qiankun is clear, the truth is not unreasonable?"

However, the voice has become a lot quieter, he knows his young master too well, Liu Botao is eyes are bright, and the two scholars pulled up one of Dong Shiyun's sleeves, "hard" pulled the indignant, and muttered Dong Dacai, who also left the palace gate in embarrassment.

The afterglow of the sun fell on the Qianqing Gate brilliantly, and before turning to the corner, Liu Botao couldn't help but glance back, and his heart became hot.

Scholars! Be an official!

…………

is also the same as getting off work, after the central government and subordinates finished handling today's official affairs, Mao Jue got into the carriage before sunset, and said goodbye to the palace garden, which symbolizes the power of the world.

"Humph!"

It seemed that Mao Jue was aesthetically tired, and watching his son get out of the carriage with a fart, the old man snorted coldly, turned around and brushed away with disdain, but the helpless smile of Shen, who had been waiting here with him for more than half an hour, betrayed him.

Seeing that even the King of Liao needed to please Bajie's back, Mao Jue could only smile wryly and shake his head.

First went to the main hall to ask the old man to say goodbye, and then Mao Jue came to the backyard briskly, a month, it has become much more lively here, except for Adeliana who doesn't know whether she is weak or really can't leave, the rest of the princess has all arrived, the meal distribution system of the high-ranking family is not established here, in addition to the joy of still nursing the child, a few quasi-princesses are holding hot meals upward, piling up a large table, Mao Jue's eldest daughter, is also a bright big Yu'er who is cute and drooling at the big plate of chicken legs on the table, and at the end of the table, Chen Jiao dignified her hand is tied in front of her skirt, with a warm smile.

"Daddy is back, eat!"

Seeing Mao Jue come in, Mao Yu couldn't wait to grab her little hand to the hot chicken leg with a milky voice, stuffed a small mouth full, and looked at the plain clothes with an extremely helpless slap on her head.

"It's so delicious now, you don't look like a lady at all, you can't grow into a big fat man when you grow up, who will marry you?"

"That's not, if you want to marry my Mao Jue's daughter, the team must not be lined up from Jingshi to Shanhaiguan! Yu'er, don't listen to your mother, you can eat whatever you want!"

pinched her round little face dotingly, Mao Jue laughed and said, this little girl is also unceremoniously, her little mouth is full, and she is dotting her little brain.

"Young master, you are so used to her, how will you go out in the future!"

Yan's mother's image collapsed, Su Yi helplessly chopped her feet, laughed dryly, and Mao Jue turned her head to Chen Jiao again, and asked curiously.

"What about Xingjian? Why didn't you see him? ”

"I followed his grandfather to read "Spring and Autumn" in the room, saying that he was not coming to eat!"

When he heard this, Mao Jue suddenly had a headache, I don't know why, his eldest son just couldn't get close to him, either avoiding him, or seeing him with a straight face.

"Or, the concubine called him?"

Looking at Mao Jue's bitter gourd face, Chen Jiao couldn't help but ask with a helpless wry smile.

"Forget it, he'll be happy! Doesn't this kid like reading? Tomorrow I will go to the palace and get a few volumes of the Yongle Canon in my collection. ”

Beautiful women are a symbol of men's rights, but there are too many women, which is also a kind of trouble, especially Mao Jue can't do Chongzhen completely treat his woman as a fertility tool and plaything, and finally sat down, wearing a big red flower on his head, and the coupling-colored kimono is like a big butterfly.

Again, Mao Jue smiled bitterly and beckoned: "Who bullied our little princess?" Why does it look like this? Tell your husband, don't be angry, I'll help you clean him up!"

"Where does the little woman dare to be angry! But begging others to be yellow, let a few fox spirits get out, and it will already be Amitabha! ”

Coquette? What's going on?

Confused, Mao Jue looked around for help, but he was also full of helplessness, Suyi's little hand pointed to the left, Chen Jiao's little hand pointed to the right, and looked at the two eyes suspiciously, Mao Jue suddenly understood again.

The charm of the man is great, but it is also a burden, not to mention in Shenyang, there is an emperor Taiji and a child daughter-in-law Yuntu, in this courtyard, on the left side lives the nine princesses of the Ming Dynasty, Princess Zhu Yujun of Changping, and on the right there is Wu Sangui who does not know where he died, Chen Yuanyuan, one of the famous Qin Huai Bayan, and today there is not only one Chen Yuanyuan, in the examination room, Mao Jue can see clearly, this girl hooked up with two white-skinned and beautiful girls to pretend to be men to participate in the imperial examination, and flattered herself. One of them.

Mao Jue plans to follow Li Yuan's path, first set up the prince as the emperor, use his name to level Jiangnan, and then turn around and have a Zen concession, which is the most in line with the most correct way to win the country in the minds of scholars, so Zhu Yujun must also marry, think about this little girl is pitiful enough! Seeing his father force his mother and sister to death, and suffering so much, and finally having to marry him as a marriage tool, he has taken pity on her in history, and he shouldn't have left her out in the cold these days.

But it's not today, facing Chiyohime with a black face, Mao Jue is vulgar arch mouth and threw a flying kiss over.

"What nonsense? Chiyo, when you are all old and yellow, your husband and I will not be a bad old man that no one wants! Well, wow, come to incense, don't be angry! I'll kick out a few vixens in a while, do you think so? ”

In an instant, in the midst of the smiles of the sisters, Chiyo's little face was ashamed of Cheerilee, and a vegetable leaf that was not angry skimmed over.

"Death! Yu'er is still here! You're not afraid of teaching bad children!"

"It's not bad to teach, it's not bad, it's not bad! Daddy is the best! In the future, Yu'er will also find a husband like Daddy!"

Waving the chicken leg bones with a milky voice, the father's little padded jacket hurriedly helped Mao Jue distinguish it, and immediately caused the whole table to look at each other, and a few seconds later, in addition to the helpless plain clothes, a few girls covered their mouths and laughed.

Mao Jue himself was also a face like a bitter gourd, shaking his head sadly.

"Jade! Choose a husband in the future, but don't choose a big carrot like your father! Be sure to choose a single-minded one! It's good for you alone! If he dares to find another woman, beat him half to death and kick him again, you know? ”

It's really a complete double standard, seeing that Yu'er was holding the chicken leg again and nodding in confusion, several princesses were speechless for a moment.

…………

When Mao Jue was busy with family affairs, his subordinates were not busy, and in the sighs of those officials, the Ministry of Rites came to work overtime all night, once again showing the efficiency of Dongjiang.

If it was the previous Ming Imperial Examination, the exam would have to take three days, review, preview, and try to delay the time for the candidates and scholars to go to the relationship, which would take more than a month, and when the list was released, it might be possible for two months to pass.

But this time, Enke, on the third day after the exam, the papers of the six thousand scholars have been approved, and early in the morning of the third day, in the city-wide notice, the emperor list was released.

It is really an unprecedented opportunity, 6,000 candidates for the exam, as long as they finish answering the papers, they are not so bookish, not so cynical, and even less idiotic, some of them have political potential, all of them have been admitted, and this time it is also a record since the opening of the Ming Dynasty, and more than 880 Jinshi have been admitted at one time.

There is no way, Mao Jue is too short of officials, the old man Zhu who established the Ming Dynasty is too careful, and there are only 20,000 officials in the country, which has led to a large number of local rights being seized by local clans.

A county with a population of tens of thousands or even tens of thousands, just a county order, a county magistrate who doesn't care about things, and a county lieutenant with more than a dozen servants, can you manage it?

Looking at the future generations, a town will have a town mayor, a town high-ranking official, a lot of departments such as the town security office, the cultural office, the water conservancy office, and a lot of other departments, although Mao Jue can't manage it so carefully, but he must take back the real power of the county-level unit.

Now not to mention Jiangnan, for the north, this is an unprecedented opportunity, and thanks to Li Zicheng, in his Dashun army, most of the northern family forces were defeated by him and died, it is the time to establish strict rule, to achieve this goal, a large number of officials are needed!

Not hundreds, thousands, but thousands!

It is also derived from this policy that a large number of scholars are extremely excited to gather in front of the dense list to find their names, some are ecstatic and shouting, some are kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, and some are several times in a row, and then sit on the ground in despair.

"Childe, no!"

The eyes of the two Tsing Yi scholars were spent, and they searched for it four times in a row, and finally they shook their heads back with disappointment, looking at the dense crowd, Dong Shiyun's face was angry Tie Qing, don't look at the arrogance in his mouth, for the official position of Daming, he was still extremely eager for it, full of resentment, the grandson of the Jiangnan Confucian roared angrily.

"Black list! Governing the country is unfair! Don't use it! The face of the dead country! Hmph!"

"Uncle Liu, let's go!"

Not only is he lost, Liu Botao's heart is also full of loss, although he has tried not to think about it in the past few days, but the expectation is still wrapped around his heart like a poisonous snake, but now he has looked for his name several times, but he still has nothing, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment, and the disappointment is also haunting his mind.

The strength of his whole body seemed to be drained, and he didn't know how to help when his Western glasses were crooked, Liu Botao was weak, and he walked out with his two arms in a tone like Dong Shiyun's dog.

Sure enough, even in the era of the regent, officials are not something that people like themselves can hope for!

But just when Liu Botao was full of disappointment, the sound of the gong suddenly rang out violently, and in the beating of the gong and drum, more than a dozen officials of the Ministry of Rites walked out with big red flowers and led the horses, shouting loudly at the crowd of scholars and scholars gathered at the gate of the Gongyuan.

"Hand-picked by the regent, Wu Juncai, the champion of Liucheng! Liu Botao of Shaoxing! Tanhua Jingshi Li Guoyong! You are all in the crowd, please show up quickly!"

In an instant, Liu Botao felt like a thunderbolt on him, full of disbelief, he turned his head tremblingly! Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!