Chapter Sixty-Eight: The Label of the Minister
Although the examination is grand, the emperor is not an invigilator, he should be busy with his own work, and the remaining group of candidates is there, and the officials of the Imperial Examination Department of the Ministry of Etiquette are supervising on the spot.
This kind of exam can take several hours and is quite complicated.
If you really have to keep it all the time, it's also a chore.
What's more, the results will not be released on the same day, and after all the candidates have finished answering, they must be sealed on the spot, and they will be transcribed and judged one by one.
Three days later, the results were available.
When the emperor was leaving, he called the chief manager Qingchi to him and told him something in detail, but no one else heard it.
But seeing that the emperor attached so much importance to his ministers, he was also quite uncomfortable.
In particular, the officials of the Ministry of Rites have always attached great importance to etiquette, and when they saw this, they couldn't help but glance at each other, and they all didn't look at the chief manager as if they understood it.
As soon as the emperor was gone, they began to talk in a whisper, whispering and glancing over from time to time, as if they were afraid of being noticed, and quickly turned their heads away.
When Qingchi saw them like that, he knew that it was nothing more than saying that the ministers and eunuchs could be so proud, and he felt very uncomfortable.
But the emperor's entrustment cannot be left behind, and this group of officials is really unreliable.
It is no wonder that the emperors of all dynasties liked to treat their ministers as confidants, and most of the ministers valued personal honor, which could not be compared with the loyalty of the eunuchs.
When Qing Chi thought of this, he turned a blind eye to those officials of the Imperial Examination Department of the Ministry of Rites and completely ignored them.
The director of the Imperial Examination Department said to Liu Shilang of the Ministry of Rites with a bent face: "Lord Shilang, you have the highest official rank here, so you should explain a few words to the candidates." ”
Liu Shilang looked left and right, it was indeed his highest rank, and he also deliberately glanced at Qingchi, revealing a plausible smile.
After walking around and seeing that everyone was staring at him, Shi Shiran stood up.
"Okay, this official will not shirk.
Candidates, everyone can pass the selection to enter today's system of science and technology palace examination, and they are all dragons and phoenixes among people.
I hope you will be self-conscious, answer well, and don't have the intention of cheating.
If discovered, the official will rob you of your fame and drive you out of the examination room.
I believe that all of you, who are also readers, pay attention to some decency. ”
After speaking, he glanced meaningfully at the chief manager. Everyone else looked over and smiled.
In the solemn atmosphere of the scene, this kind of laughter sounded particularly harsh, as if it was deliberately embarrassing Qingchi.
Although Qingchi didn't mind, he just didn't take him as the chief manager in his eyes when he heard them say so badly.
This was not only a contempt for the archmaster, but also a challenge to the authority of the emperor.
Who doesn't know that he, the chief manager, was single-handedly promoted by the emperor.
Not to mention Concubine Yun, who has always supported him behind his back, these individuals will die.
If Concubine Yun knew that he was being despised like this here, she wouldn't know how to clean up those officials of the Ministry of Rites.
Qingchi's thoughts turned around several times, but it was not easy to attack at the moment, so he could only keep a superficial smile more calmly.
The etiquette can really be described as polite and easy-going, there is nothing to say, and no one can find fault with it.
But I couldn't help but feel uncomfortable in my heart, thinking that I was not the one who was greedy for wealth and nobility, and I could read for a few years, although I was not full of poetry and books, but I could also distinguish between right and wrong, and I knew how to admire the sages.
Now that people think that they are not decent eunuchs, how can they not feel uncomfortable?
Ministers, eunuchs, it seems that these labels have followed them for a lifetime and can never be washed off.
No matter what you do, it won't change people's perception of you.
When I first entered the palace, I knew that foreign officials were mostly contemptuous of the ministers, and now I also scolded Huai in front of him, which is really not a taste.
His psychology slowly changed at this moment, and he used to feel that as long as he did a good job, he would be able to live up to the emperor's favor and be worthy of his conscience;
But now, he feels that only by getting closer and closer to the imperial power and truly winning the emperor's attention and reuse can he let these ministers know how powerful he is.
As for what thunderous means to use, it is not the most important thing, if you really want to leave a good reputation, why do you need to come to this power field to roll?
After a long silence, Qingchi stood up, avoiding the eyes of these people and the sound of everyone's laughter.
He just thought that they were all summer songs, and although they were noisy, they couldn't be around for long.
Why bother with them? If you really want to have a chance, just step on it according to the seven inches.
He walked to the middle of the hall and walked among the students to make his rounds.
The candidates began to answer the questions, the brush fell on the paper, and their thoughts were focused on the exam questions.
No one cared what anyone said, and no one cared if there was a single eunuch in the temple who was sad.
Qingchi clenched the dust whisk in his hand, as if the wishful knot tassel on the dust could bring him comfort.
The tassel is actually quite ordinary, but the opal tightly clasped on it was brought back by Hua Shao from Bai Zhiguo.
Even if everyone is like this, Hua Shao is still the sincere Xiaolu.
As soon as he thought of Hua Shao, Qingchi's heart soothed.
No matter how cold this world is, there are still people who love him, so it's worth fighting, it's worth fighting, and it's worth living once.
Qingchi walked a few steps, and saw that the person in front of him was very familiar, the back, the figure, it was really familiar, and it couldn't be more familiar.
He held the unhappiness in his heart and wanted to get over, but the moment he walked over, he still turned his head to stare at him.
At this glance, his breathing quickened.
That person is a flower demon Langjun, and he still has a cat's eye on his forehead, which pierces his eyes brightly.
It turns out that this cat's eye is not my own;
It turned out that in Hua Shao's heart, he was just "one of them".
He felt the air so cold that it pierced straight into his chest, and his entire ribcage was about to shatter.
His heart was uncomfortable, and he couldn't do anything, so he could only watch him answer the questions there, and go further in the bright future.
Yes, take it a step further, and the two are more compatible.
He took a few steps back and stepped into the shadows of the temple, as if he had been a lightless presence all along.
And that flower demon Langjun, with a burning face and a recommendation from the minister, is really amazing.
Thinking of this, he suddenly gloomy, how did this flower demon Langjun get the recommendation?
Could it be that he is going back to his old job?
Once the thought starts to flip, there's no way to stop.
Kiyochi doesn't care about the situation of the Hanalang Society, but once he heard someone say that there is a son named Hanayu-kun.
He began to pay attention, and he had an intuition in his heart that Hua Shao gave Hualang Club this name because of this person.
Now that he sees that eye-catching opal, he understands that Hua Shao is thinking about this flower demon Langjun when he goes to sea, what is his affection over the years?
When he felt sorry for himself, tears fell unconsciously.
It was cold, and when the tears crossed his cheeks, he began to wake up.
What do you want to do with this? His Majesty's account has not yet been settled.