"Nonsense!"

Chen Pingping muttered something and cursed, and the leaders of the Supervision Yuan at the table watched the dean lose his temper with some fear. Chen Pingping tore off the blanket on her knees, coughed twice, her gray hair was messy without a trace of beauty, and said: "The rules in the courtyard are very clear, and we can't interfere in the affairs of the palace, unless Your Majesty orders it." ”

The leader of the four places, Yan Ruohai, shook his head with a wry smile and said: "It's just a pity, I have investigated the fraud in the imperial examination in the past, but this kind of thing happens in the Gaomen compound, and we have insufficient manpower, so it is difficult to find the thread." This time, I got the names of these people, and it was not difficult to find out the officials behind the matter, but I didn't expect that it would implicate the East Palace. ”

The speech inside the Supervision Yuan has always been extremely bold and spicy, except for the supreme loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor, these spy leaders don't care about the people next to them at all.

Chen Pingping pushed the wheelchair to the window, the gray hair and the black cloth on the window were very distinct, and he said coldly: "This Lord Tisi's life is really good, His Majesty decided last night to investigate the fraud case in the field this year, and he gave such a gift." ”

Yan Ruohai was also extremely curious about the Tisi who had never met before, and he didn't know how the other party could get those lists, so he replied softly: "I should have checked it a long time ago." ”

"Hmm. Chen Pingping waved her hand and asked these subordinates to go to the various mansions to arrange and prepare for a big move after counting, but she left Yan Ruohai behind, and after a while, she said coldly: "There are many people who know the identity of the Tisi, so this matter cannot be kept secret at all, and His Majesty still wants to save some face for the prince, so let's not move the people over there in the East Palace." ”

"What about the prime minister?" Yan Ruohai suddenly had a flash of inspiration, guessed the identity of Tisi, and couldn't help but be a little shocked and speechless.

Chen Pingping squinted at him: "Since you know who he is, of course you know that his father-in-law can't move no matter what." ”

"Actually, none of these people can move. Yan Ruohai smiled bitterly: "In addition to the crown prince, one is a nobleman in the palace, one is the prime minister, and the other is a patriarch of the Privy Council. ”

"Hmm. Chen Pingping snorted from her nose and said: "These three lines must be moved, but don't chase them to the root, otherwise the government and the opposition will be shaken, and even Your Majesty will not be able to end." These courtiers may have guessed that it is impossible for His Majesty to rule the officials of the world because of the fraud in the scientific field, so they have been so bold all these years. ”

He suddenly laughed, but his smile was a little cold: "But they didn't expect that there are still people in the world who are even more daring than them, and they actually sold so many people with one backhand." ”

Yan Ruohai frowned and said: "Fan Tisi's move is very inappropriate, how can it end up offending so many nobles at once?"

"He's giving the topic to the old man to do. Chen Pingping's face didn't know whether it was angry or frenzied, in short, he wasn't in a good mood, "He knew that the old man wouldn't let him stand on the cusp, and the reason why he gave this list was just to tell me, he didn't want to be led by the nose, and asked me to help deal with it!"

Yan Ruohai didn't dare to answer, but he was even more shocked in his heart, what was the relationship between that Si Nanbo's eldest son and Dean Chen, why did he dare to act like this? And looking at the adult's expression, it seemed that he was really ready to do what he wanted.

Chen Pingping regained her composure, and suddenly laughed, but the laughter was a little sharp and ugly: "It's interesting, it's really interesting." ”

Yan Ruohai asked curiously, "What is the benefit of Fan Tisi doing this?"

"There are always weirdos in this world who don't do things for their own good. Chen Pingping didn't know what she thought, and her face showed a rare look of respect, this kind of look, Yan Ruohai hadn't even seen it when the dean mentioned His Majesty.

"Please show me, what level can you go to in this investigation field fraud case?"

Chen Pingping raised her head slightly, and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty thinks that the Guo family has been in charge of the Ministry of Rites for a long time. ”

"Understood. ”

"There is no one at the moment, Mu Tie is not smart enough, so you will take the lead in this matter. ”

"Yes. ”

――――――――――――――――――――――――― chūn has entered the third round, Fan Xian picked up a warm wet towel and wiped the corners of his eyes, and found that he was indeed a little tired in the past few days, and his eyes were more droppings, so he couldn't help but stand up with a wry smile and stretch his waist, and then looked carefully at the students who were sleeping on the table, thinking that even he was an examiner was so hard, and these students were even more pitiful.

Today is the last day of the chūn 闱会考, and Fan Xian has been in the examination hall of the Ministry of Rites for several days, although the family often sends some awakening things and food, but his body and jīng god are also extremely tired. He yawned, walked to Yang Wanli's side, and took a closer look, these days, he found that this student named Yang Wanli was honest and ruthless, and the things in his clothes were really motionless, and he couldn't help but be a little happy.

What surprised him even more was that this Yang Wanli was quite talented in his chest, and although he did not show a few sparse comments, and his opinions were not taken in a grand way, he was better than practical, not decorating vanity, and inverted Fan Xian's xìngzi. The return of the anonymous official of the Supervision Yuan also came, this Yang Wanli's family is poor, he has studied in the Quanzhou clan since he was a child, and his results in the township examination are also excellent, and Fan Xian has friends with him to expose cheats, so he can't help but pay more attention.

At this time, Yang Wanli had finished the last test question, and he was looking at any mistakes with a tired face, and he couldn't help but be a little nervous when he caught a glimpse of Lord Xiao Fan coming to his side again.

Although it was in the examination institute, Fan Xian naturally couldn't talk to the candidates, but after Yang Wanli tossed for a few days, his mind was already in a trance, and he actually pinched his clothes with the audacity, and then glanced at Fan Xian pitifully, as if asking the young examiner how he found his entrainment outside the examination academy in the first place.

Fan Xian couldn't help but laugh, thinking to himself that with your talent and learning, can you use these methods? It was not convenient to talk to him, so he just lightly tapped Yang Wanli's futon with his right index finger.

Yang Wanli was confused, looked down, only to see the futon like a black old jujube behind him, and then looked at the satin robe on his body that still showed a noble atmosphere although he was not washed, his heart moved, and he knew how his horse's feet were exposed. Imagine how a candidate who can afford to wear a washed silk caftan would carry such a roll of black futon into the venue.

He couldn't help but laugh innocently.

Fan Xian smiled slightly, made a decision in his heart, and paced back with his hands behind him.

............ It was already night, and the candidates gradually left the Ministry of Rites Examination Institute, and after several tortures, everyone was already unbearable, yawning, sour, and confused. There are still some students who are slow to write and bite the pen, and some students are sleeping under the lamp and clothes, and it is not yet time, so naturally there is no examiner to care about him.

A gong suddenly sounded in the copper camel alley on the side of the Ministry of Rites, and the sound of the gong was crisp, as if to wake up the night sè that was hanging over Kyoto.

"When the time comes, all the students will stop writing. ”

With a shout, the subordinate officials of the Ministry of Rites began to clear the field, and drove the students who were still holding on to the brush outside the courtyard. There was a candidate who was at least in his forties, his hair had turned gray, but the test paper had not yet been completed, and he cried and refused to leave his bookcase.

After a long time, everyone seemed to be able to hear the candidate's muttering, ghostly crying voice, echoing outside the Ministry of Rites Examination Academy.

Fan Xian sighed, but there was no sympathy in his heart - this world, that world is the same, what you can do, what you are suitable for, in fact, depends on your own efforts. It's not that he's an indifferent and ruthless person, it's just that for him, the students' exams are over, and his own exams are over...... But it's just getting started.

At the end of the night, he had to seal the scroll immediately, which was Fan Xian's job, and the president and the two masters were all sitting in the hall, and they didn't dare to leave, waiting for Fan Xian to lead people to complete the two formalities of copying the name, and then they could seal the scroll and draw it.

The bright candle was bright, and there was a busy scene in the second office of the entire Ministry of Rites, outside were dozens of old officials dividing the test papers, sorting them out, and in another small room, Fan Xian was rubbing his temples while watching the two officials of the Ministry of Rites making a name difference.

Before all the test papers are named, they must be sent to Fan Xian first, Fan Xian did not dare to slack off, and carefully looked at the names on the papers, corresponding to the names on the four slips of paper, after a long time, he had already picked out more than a dozen papers from them, and put them on his right hand side unobtrusively.

The two officials of the Ministry of Rites on his side lowered their heads and glanced at each other, knowing that the dozen or so scrolls had been greeted by the big men in the palace.

After finishing the task at hand, Fan Xian beckoned to the two people and signaled to start blurring their names, and the two officials of the Ministry of Rites did not dare to slack off, and quickly began to cover the names of the students on the test papers with paper.

Fan Xian did not shy away from suspicion, watched carefully, and finally found out how these Qingguo officials carried out this kind of thing, it turned out that whenever the paper picked out by himself, when he was pasting his name, the note used would be slightly shorter than the note of ordinary students.

Watching the officials of the Ministry of Rites solemnly paste short notes on the test papers he picked, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, thinking that if Guo Youzhi knew that these test papers were not all invited by the senior officials of the DPRK and the Central Committee, and a few of them were the papers of really talented people he fancied, such as the simple man named Yang Wanli-Guo Lao Pifu would be so angry that he vomited blood?

He didn't know that his small means fell into the hands of the elder of the Supervision Yuan, and Guo Shangshu didn't even have a chance to vomit blood.