Hong Qian broke into a big house, which was the main battlefield for marking the papers, and there were many people who were busy reading the papers.

"Mayor Hong, why are you here in person?"

Xiao Zhiyuan, the vice president in charge of this place, saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly stepped forward.

"Bring all the papers up, I'm going to go through them again. ”

Hong Gan's face sank like water, found a chair, and sat down on his own.

Xiao Zhiyuan was displeased, he was a member of the Academy of Literature, and he was not directly under the jurisdiction of Hong Qian.

Re-reading the test papers, this is a great distrust of them, Panlong Town has not happened for a long time.

"Take all the rolls and let Mayor Hong look at them. ”

Xiao Zhiyuan waved his hand and commanded in a deep voice.

When the personnel who read the case file heard this, they all felt very unwilling, and Hong Qian's move completely disrupted their deployment and added a lot of trouble.

However, when Mayor Hong Qian came in person and Vice President Xiao spoke, how dare they disobey, so they had to sort out the test papers and present the sorted test papers to Hong Qian.

"Mayor Hong, there's no need for this, right?"

Zhou Tong and Cai Lun rushed over together and spoke out to dissuade them.

"How can you be careless in selecting talents for the country?"

Hong Qian didn't raise his head, replied, and began to reread the test paper.

Zhou Tong pursed his lips, he knew that Hong Qian's move must have a purpose, but it was not easy to refute it publicly.

Hong Qian's speed of reading the papers was very fast, and he glanced at each paper roughly and quickly put it aside.

The examiners looked at each other, and they could all see that Hong Qian must be looking for someone's papers.

But who can alarm Mayor Hong's big driver, and he is so unscrupulous and does not shy away from suspicion.

"Mayor Hong, among these candidates, there are no old people?"

Cai Lun is half ridiculous, half serious.

Hong Qian kept his head down and read the papers, and he didn't reply to Cai Lun at all, which made him feel extremely angry and embarrassed.

"Lord Cai, the joke is too big, Mayor Hong is dedicated to the public, this is a well-known thing. ”

Zhou Tong played a round field next to him.

One test paper after another, was constantly put aside by Hong Qian.

As Hong Qian's face became more and more heavy, the room seemed to be pressed by dark clouds, and it was extremely solemn.

Xiao Zhiyuan was shocked and angry, and secretly sneered: "I don't think you can find fault, how can it end?"

After a short time, Hong Qian finished reading all the test papers, pressed his hand on the table, and said nothing.

"Mayor Hong, is there a problem?"

Xiao Zhiyuan couldn't get angry, but he couldn't help but provoke Hong Qian.

As soon as these words came out, all the marking personnel in the field couldn't help but applaud in their hearts.

Zhou Tong glared at Xiao Zhiyuan fiercely, this kind of behavior will seriously affect the relationship between the Academy and the town.

"There are 640 candidates, together with the examination papers of the preliminary top 10, a total of 612 and 28 examination papers, where did they go?"

Hong Qian's voice was not loud, but it was like thunder, resounding in everyone's hearts.

Xiao Zhiyuan's body was shocked, and his originally confident expression suddenly changed color, and he was secretly frightened: "Could it be that the problem is in the twenty-eight test papers?"

"Take those discarded rolls. ”

Xiao Zhiyuan commanded stubbornly, completely losing his composure just now.

The marking staff was busy for a while, and it took a long time to find a stack of test papers in a corner.

Zhou Tong glanced at Xiao Zhiyuan angrily, no matter whether Hong Qian could find out the problem or not, this was a big mistake in the reading of the literary academy.

Xiao Zhiyuan's heart was full of a sense of wrong, for many years, all the papers that were submitted too early were regarded as discarded papers, and the final review had long become an unwritten practice, and there had never been a mistake.

Hong Qian took the twenty-eight test papers and flipped through them step by step, again only looking at them.

Xiao Zhiyuan paid careful attention to the side, and found that these scrolls were blank in many places, and his heart was hanging, so he let go a little.

Suddenly, Hong Gan's churning hand stopped, and his expression was full of excitement and joy.

Xiao Zhiyuan was stunned, and he noticed at a glance that the scroll was densely written, and the handwriting was as elegant and handsome as a dragon and snake.

This is Yang Can's font, Hong Qian can recognize it at a glance, these days, he has been holding the "Spring Scene" every day to ponder, even in his dreams, how can he not be familiar?

A faint scent of ink wafted out from the test paper, filling the entire room in a moment, Hong Qian sniffed deeply, and felt extremely useful.

"Is it the fragrance of pen and ink?"

The faces of everyone in the field changed, they had never heard of it, the pen and ink were fragrant, and they could stay for so long.

"Let's go. ”

Hong Qianru found a treasure, carefully held the volume, turned around and left.

"You continue to read the papers, don't be mistaken. ”

Zhou Tong's black face sank, and the people who read the papers on the field were all in their hearts, and they quickly nodded yes.

Hong Qian trotted all the way back to the quiet room just now, sat down with a solemn expression, and began to read from the beginning.

In the past and present, Hong Qian read from beginning to end, but he didn't find a single omission or mistake, and he couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised.

Originally, Hong Qian was very optimistic about Yang Can, but he didn't expect that Yang Can was much better than he imagined, you must know that this set of test questions contains a wide range of questions, is extremely difficult, and can get full marks, and it is extremely rare in the entire Great Qin Empire among previous candidates.

Zhou Tong's face is not good, you must know that this priority right to read the file has always been, but it is exclusive to the Academy of Literature, and Hong Qian is obviously unruly.

However, at this moment, the Academy of Literature had a handle in Hong Qian's hands, and Zhou Tong could only endure the unhappiness.

Hong Qian couldn't put it down and watched it repeatedly, and his face showed a look of joy and admiration from time to time, which made Zhou Tong look at it in his eyes, and his heart was as uncomfortable as a cat scratch.

After reading the first volume, Hong Qian was silent and handed the volume to Zhou Tong.

Zhou Tong took it in his hand, only glanced at it twice, and couldn't help but exclaim loudly: "I'll go, there are such geniuses in the world!"

The more he looked down, the more surprised Zhou Tong became, he never imagined that the small Panlong Town would have such an amazing and brilliant character.

Hong Qian took the poem written by Yang Can, bowed slightly, and then opened it respectfully.

Cai Lun was stunned on the side, this is a unique action when reading the famous works of the sages, Hong Qian actually respected this candidate to such an extent.

"Song of Righteousness".

Hong Qian only looked at the title, and his body couldn't help but shake, as if the string that had been buried in his heart for a long time was touched by something.

"Heaven and earth have righteousness, and miscellaneous manifolds. The lower part is the river mountain, and the upper part is the sun star. Yu people say Haoran, full of gloom. The royal road is clear, containing and Tuming Court. When the poor festival is seen, one by one, the danqing ......"

Every word was like thunder, resounding in Hong Qian's mind, making his heart completely ignited by blood.

A righteous qi emanated from the bottom of Hong Qian's heart, instantly spread throughout his body, and continued to diverge outward, eager to shout at the sky.

Hong Qian flipped his hand, and a cyan aura continued to hover in his palm, becoming thicker and thicker, forming a cyclone.

Zhou Tong was only stunned and envious, all along, he was the same as Hong Gan, he was the ninefold peak of quenching, but he didn't expect Hong Qian to be one step ahead of him, and his internal strength came out of his body.

"I'm going to make it! I'm going to make the cut......"

Hong Qian shouted with joy, thinking that this life was like this, who knew that the barrier that he had been struggling to break through no longer existed, and he broke through it easily.

In ecstasy, Hong Qian didn't care about anything, sat cross-legged on the ground, looked at his nose and his nose, and then slowly closed his eyes.

Let the true qi flow.

All things in heaven and earth were left behind by Hong Qian at this moment, and he only calmed down and felt the changes in his body's strength with his heart.

"Does it have something to do with that poem?"

Zhou Tong's mind was spinning, and he reacted one step faster, grabbed ahead of Cai Lun, and got Yang Can's "Song of Righteousness".

After only reading the first few sentences, Zhou Tong felt that the righteousness was one after another, and the sea was like a tide, constantly surging towards him, and his heart naturally became inductive.

The strength that was originally hidden in the body was all along with the righteous qi at the moment, as if alive, constantly rushing to the outside.

Boom.

Zhou Tong felt the end of his life, a red light appeared on his dark face, his hands were far away from each other, and each had a black cyclone.

Because Zhou Tong has lived in the Academy of Literature for a long time and often reads the articles of sages, the purity of righteousness in his heart is better than that of Hong Qian.

Therefore, although he was not the first to read "Song of Righteousness", the benefits he obtained were not under Hong Qian's at all, and he was also promoted.

Zhou Tong hurriedly sat down cross-legged on the spot, he had to use the righteous qi he had just gained to consolidate the new realm.

"This poem is so weird?"

Cai Lun ran over, picked up the "Song of Righteousness", and just read two sentences, he felt like a big stone was pressed on his chest, which was very uncomfortable.

"Ahh

Cai Lun screamed and threw "Song of Righteousness" aside, and the expression on his face looked extremely uncomfortable.

"What the hell?"

Cai Lun cursed in a low voice, only to feel the breath in his body, surging wildly, completely out of control.

This is a precursor to going mad.

Cai Lun couldn't care about anything, so he hurriedly sat down in the dark corner of the wall, trying hard to control his breath, his face was sallow, and beads of sweat rolled down.

The same poem, different people, joy and sorrow.