If you look at the paper with a very small difference in the length of the name, you will definitely not see anything strange if you look at it, but if the official who copied it knows it, you will definitely be able to distinguish it. Fan Xian watched Yang Wanli's scroll being pasted with a short piece of paper, his mood became excellent for no reason, he shook his head with a smile, and couldn't help asking: "Even if you pick it out, how do you make a mark when you copy it?"

The official beside him smiled a little embarrassed, knowing that this new celebrity still didn't know much about the rules, Xiaoyi replied: "Lord Xiao Fan, as long as you work on the strokes of certain characters when transcribing, the adults of that batch of volumes will naturally understand." ”

Fan Xian suddenly realized and exclaimed: "In this way, even if the adult who marks the paper doesn't know who it is, as long as he knows that it is the right person." ”

"Yes, sir. The official of the Ministry of Rites replied very politely, but in his heart he slandered this young man with a world-famous reputation, but he didn't even know these old rules in officialdom.

I don't know that at this time, Fan Xian also secretly scolded these people in his stomach for being stupid, if it weren't for the fact that the officials of Qingguo were too arrogant, this kind of old rule full of loopholes could be followed for so many years, and it was impossible for him to take advantage of the loopholes to do something for those real scholars.

Of course, he also understands that the reason why the entire bureaucratic elite has always acquiesced to this method is because in this matter, whether political opponents or not, have already acquiesced to this method of dividing watermelons, and no one in the system dares to cause more trouble except for madmen.

In fact, Donggong and those elders, and even the prime minister had other means to arrange this matter, but they all found him together, firstly, because Ju Zhonglang was in charge of the obfuscation, which was an important step in the link, and on the other hand, except for Prime Minister Lin, the other parties had to see what kind of attitude Fan Xian had.

Fan Xian's attitude is actually very simple: fuck you. After all, not everyone is as idle as Fan Xian, after all, not everyone has a good father like Fan Xian, the iron fan princess Niu's mother.

After a busy night, the chūn闱, which was able to decide the lives of countless scholars, finally drew a sign of rest. Many officials rubbed their sleepy eyes and gathered in the main hall to listen to the lecture of the president of the chūn this time, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, Guo Youzhi.

After some uninspired rhetoric and lies for the country, Guo Youzhi waved his hand a little embarrassed to let the lower-level officials disperse, and then looked at Fan Xian kindly and said, "Lord Xiao Fan has also worked hard these few times. ”

"Don't dare. Fan Xianqiang slapped the god and smiled: "Adults don't dare to say bitterness, not to mention that the lower officials are young." ”

Guo Youzhi smiled and said: "Everyone has worked hard. In fact, several high-ranking officials present at this time understood what was going on this time, and it was not only Guo Youzhi and the two masters who benefited from it, but even Fan Xian didn't know that in the first few days, someone had already sent his deserved share of silver taels to Fan's mansion, and that amount was even more terrible than half a year's income of the Library.

Fan Xian stood on the stone steps, covered his nose with his hands, and finally glanced at the dark examination hall, a very satisfied smile appeared on his face, he has been in this world for many years, he only knows that he wants to live, but he doesn't know how he should live, until he makes up his mind to do this, he finds that it feels really good to be a good person in the universal sense.

Of course, a good guy doesn't mean a pedantic good old man.

The officials of the three ministries had already gathered the test papers, and under the leadership of the eunuch of the Yellow Gate in the palace, and under the protection of the Ouchi guards and the secret agents of the Supervision Yuan, the group passed through the night sky of Kyoto that was about to turn white, and headed for Taixue. Within a few days, this batch of examination papers will be reviewed after the transcription of the name, so as to draw up the top three candidates, and then send them to the Imperial Palace for examination, so as to evaluate the champion, Tanhua, and the list of eyes this time...... Fan Xian left the stinking examination institute, and there was already a carriage from the Fan Mansion waiting at the gate of the courtyard. After getting into the carriage, he took the towel handed over by Fuji Zijing, wiped his face indiscriminately, and asked a little tiredly, "Does my father have any opinions on my approach?"

"Nope. Fuji Zijing moved his injured thigh and replied softly: "It's just that the master seems to be a little unhappy, and I always feel that the young master should inform the prime minister in advance, and the scope of this matter is too wide, if it really provokes the anger of the public, I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult for the master and the master to protect you." ”

Fan Xian smiled, didn't say anything, thinking that there was a supervision institute behind him, and more importantly, Chen Pingping asked Wang Qinian to pass on the word, His Majesty was going to rectify the rule of officials this year, and he was just taking advantage of the situation. It is estimated that Chen Pingping is scolding herself for causing trouble at this time on the surface, but in her heart, she is secretly cool and finally has a reason to do it.

Fan Xian just provided a reason to the Supervision Yuan, and then the Supervision Yuan put this reason in front of His Majesty Xià and let the emperor make a decision. As for the prince and Ning Cairen, Fan Xian had other arrangements, when he was confused before, whether it was the East Palace or the eldest prince's trustee, Fan Xian chose a few names that were talented and learned, and protected them a little, which could be regarded as an explanation to the other party.

After the matter came out, Fan Xian wanted people to feel that he was not biased in any side of the government or government, but just a pure literati who made a "noble" and crazy decision based on some kind of sour obsession.

After the ――――――――――――――――――――, the wind and waves in Kyoto were calm, now that Fan Xian had broken the news, the hidden forces of the Supervision Yuan began to cooperate, at least before the top three list was released, there was no terrifying news spread in the officialdom, and in the end, the top three, those people that Fan Xian secretly stuffed in were not eliminated, it was obvious that in Taixue and the Ministry of Rites, there were the eyeliner of Chen Pingping's terrifying old man, who was secretly helping Fan Xian hide.

And Guo Youzhi's high-ranking officials, perhaps because they were too comfortable with fraud in the scientific field a few years ago, and they have big masters such as the East Palace behind them as backers, so they obviously don't pay enough attention, and they don't see such obvious problems.

On the 22nd of February, the chūn branches on both sides of the road gradually spread, and the birds on the branches are in pairs, which is the best time for the joyful chūn. In the inn located not far from Taixue on the west side of Kyoto, students from all over the world who were waiting for the news gathered downstairs in a panic, and there were no drinks and dishes on the table, because these students had no intention of eating or drinking at this time, and put all their minds on inquiring about the news.

"No play. A student from Shandong Road shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I guess it's still no drama this time." ”

"Brother Jialin, why did you say this?" The student sitting next to him had a slightly dark face, it was Yang Wanli who had made eye contact with Fan Xian in the examination hall.

He is from Quanzhou and often makes a living by the sea, which is very different from those talented scholars who came from a noble background and spent the first half of their lives in the study. It can be seen that his mood is extremely relaxed, he took a chopstick of old vinegar soaked peanuts from the table and ate it, chewing it, and said vaguely: "Brother Jialin is a famous figure on Shandong Road, and he wrote a great deal of color in one hand, and everyone was full of praise after reading the first few rì. As for the younger brother, he is not good at this, and he can't do it in writing, although he is confident that Ruomu County is enough, but it is definitely impossible to be on the list. ”

That Cheng Jialin was from Shandong Road, and this was the third time he had participated in the examination, and he smiled bitterly and lowered his voice and said: "Don't you know these things yet? There are only so many people in each subject, a few of the senior members of the DPRK and the Central Committee, a few in the palace, and a few students from the Taixue. People like us who come from other places may have some fame in our hometown, but what is it in this Beijing? Even if the imperial court wants to find a few talented people to serve as foils in order to block the mouths of the world's scholars, there are also a large number of famous people in Beijing to choose from, and it will not be our turn. ”

Another scholar on the wine table had a thin face, and he didn't look like a blessed person, maybe he had drunk too much, and he couldn't get rid of depression in his chest, so he spoke extremely boldly and sneered: "Brother Jialin said it well, I think it's better not to take the exam again after this imperial examination, lest the two of you waste so much money for travel expenses." What bullshit will try, it's just that the high-ranking officials of the DPRK and the central government are picking dogs for themselves!"

Cheng Jialin's face darkened, but then he was slightly afraid, and advised: "Brother Ji Chang's voice is quieter, if you let the secret agents of the Supervision Institute listen, don't say what your career is, I'm afraid that even my net worth will have a problem." ”

That Brother Ji Chang's surname is Hou, and he is also a strange person who does not like to take the path of power, although he is famous in Beijing, and has always been as famous as He Zongwei, but because of his sharp mouth, that xìngzi, he has always been a little lonely, at this time, listening to his friend's worried words, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Although the Supervision Yuan is terrifying, how can those secret agents look down on you and me? If they are really powerful, why don't they keep an eye on the fraud cases on the field?"

Yang Wanli shook his head and said: "Although the reputation of the Supervision Yuan has always been extremely poor, it is indeed extremely useful in supervising the governance of officials. ”

Hou Jichang waved his finger and said: "How can there be a clean white man in the official family? If you hope for the Supervision Yuan, wouldn't it be a plot with the tiger." ”

Yang Wanli retorted: "Officials are also selected from among scholars, where can they be all bad people, I think ......" For a while, he couldn't find a person famous for his name among the famous officials in Kyoto, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, and after a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and said: "I think Taixue Fengzheng Fan Xian is an excellent official." ”

The two friends beside him naturally knew that Yang Wanli was pulled out by Master Xiao Fan in his clothes, and couldn't help but laugh in unison: "It turns out that if you finish the exam, you will be a good official, and this good official is really simpler." ”

The three of them talked and laughed a few more words, and the wine gradually rose, and they couldn't help but start scolding the shortcomings in the court in a low voice, and then pulled back to the previous If the Supervision Yuan was really willing to thoroughly investigate the fraud case, the atmosphere in this field might really be able to improve.

At this moment, they suddenly heard a commotion outside the inn, and the three of them stood up curiously, listening to a scholar roaring in ecstasy outside: "The case of fraud in the field has been reported, and Guo Youzhi, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, has taken his post and been imprisoned!"

Boom! chūn thunder resounded over Kyoto, and a fresh chūn rain fell on the students inside and outside the inn.