()"Jiang Shangshu. ”

"The minister is here!" Jiang Kai was extremely excited at the moment, even though he had been a scholar of the Ministry of Rites for many years, but at the time of each Wenju exam, looking at the four hundred bamboo sheds in front of the Ruilong Palace, and the students who were already sitting according to their numbers at the moment, Jiang Kai's heart would always set off a wave in his heart.

Once upon a time, he Jiang Kai was also one of those students. Once upon a time, he also worked hard to write for this last leap of the dragon.

Although in that session, he lost to Liu Shijie and only won the list, but as a traditional scholarly family, he finally did not embarrass the Jiang family. After more than ten years of conscientious work, he finally got to the position of secretary of the Ministry of Rites.

According to the rules, in today's Wenju Palace Examination, the Son of Heaven was the chief examiner, and the Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites and the Dean of the Hanlin Academy were appointed as temporary angels to inspect the examination room on behalf of the Son of Heaven and supervise the entire examination.

"If you're ready, let's get started. "Emperor Mingxuan is wearing a five-clawed golden dragon purple and gold robe today, wearing a heavenly official, and before the tributes have entered the field, he personally offered incense to the sky and splashed it on the square in front of the palace with water. As a symbol of the rule of heaven on behalf of the world, pray for the students who came to the exam today to bless them with the title of the gold list.

"Your Majesty, everything is ready, and the minister will go to announce the start of the exam. Jiang Kai bent down and saluted, held the jade plate in his hand, and nodded to Tang Mingchuan, the dean of the Hanlin Academy on the side. These two old acquaintances, who had a good relationship in private, walked together to the outside of the hall.

"Summoned by heaven, holy golden words. The 27th year of Mingxuan's liberal arts palace examination officially began. The parties quickly returned to their positions and performed their duties. After all the students prepared their pens and ink, and after a stick of incense, they took the mandate of heaven to open the dossier and officially began!" Jiang Kai cleared his throat and said loudly, although his voice was not loud enough, but he insisted that he would not let the herald do it for him.

Today is the Jinluan Palace Exam, and all the students who take the exam are protégés of the Son of Heaven. But in the same way, as an angel of the Chin Cha, he is also an important figure in the future life of these lifters. Teaching is a teacher, and recognition is Bole. He, Jiang Kai, finally wants to do Bole again!

"Hehe, after so many years, I still love to be in the limelight. Tang Mingchuan was happy, looking at the old friend in front of him for many years, he couldn't help but feel sorry in his heart. The man was dressed in a dark shirt, and his hair, eyebrows, and beard were all white. If you walk on the street on weekdays, I am afraid that many people will regard him as an "old fairy" with fairy wind bones......

Strictly speaking, in fact, the real Bole of the hundreds of students present at this time should be Tang Mingchuan. After all, in the two-day test questions, only ten of them could finally enter the Ruilong Hall to accept the test of the Son of Heaven. And the rest of the people have to be thrown into his Hanlin Academy, and after continuous study and examination, they will be recommended to different departments of the imperial court.

However, after all, the old friend is proud, and Tang Mingchuan is not easy to disturb his interest. It's just that he still can't understand why Jiang Kai, who has always been elegant and steady, is like a different person at this time.

"Today's weather seems good, it's just a little hot. Nangong Ming was grinding the ink while looking at the sky outside the bamboo shed. Although each bamboo shed is prepared with a low table and the four treasures of the study. However, this ink grinding still has to be completed by the students themselves, after all, ink grinding is also a kind of knowledge, and people with different minds grind out different inks, and then write articles that naturally have a big difference in appearance.

This is also an integral part of the Great Qianwen test, watching people grinding ink can know the person's cultivation, the same way, seeing the word as seeing the person's truth, first of all, is whether the hand has a good-looking color.

In addition, every student has to sit on the ground to write articles on the low table, and if it takes a long time, it will naturally cause back pain. Moreover, during these two days, only some rice porridge will be provided as a food to satisfy hunger.

In doing so, we want to see if these young people, who have read poetry and books, have a healthy body in addition to their knowledge. Unless they are particularly outstanding, the royal family should not serve as sick seedlings.

Of course, the students' porridge is made from the imperial dining room with selected pearl rice, venison, egg whites and more than a dozen precious medicinal herbs. Daqian is prosperous and powerful, if you only give the students some white porridge to drink, it will damage the royal face......

"I don't know if the porridge at noon today is appetizing. Dongfang Yao also looked relaxed, and while grinding the ink, he was actually thinking about lunch......

Although the above two people are relaxed and leisurely, it does not mean that all the students in the entire square are like this. On the contrary, many people are excited, nervous, or irritable. Among them, there are those who scratch their ears and cheeks, those whose legs tremble, and those who can't hold the inkstone in their hands and spill the already inked ink on the table.

"Alas, it is said that scholars are useless, and I can't imagine that this is the case every year. Tang Mingchuan, who was pacing in the field, sighed slightly, the students may have the great perseverance to study hard and not be discouraged, but this appearance is indeed strange. If such a person is allowed to serve the court alone in the future, it will be unsatisfactory.

"Hehe, old soup, not really, look over there. Speaking of Kai in a comfortable mood, stretched out his hand to guide the bamboo shed of Gong Ming, only to see that the handsome young man not only grinded the ink to the color and lustre, but also the brush on the inkstone was placed just an inch above the ink, no more, no less, as long as you reach out to hold the pen can be the fastest full of ink.

"Well, that's good, that one over there looks good. Tang Mingchuan nodded slightly in the direction of Nangong Ming, and stretched out his hand to point to another bamboo shed dozens of zhang away.

"That horn should be a green dragon, tsk, it's actually the Haw Par Battalion standing guard himself, and this square is surrounded by the elite soldiers of the Haw Par Battalion. Aren't we traitors who are so wicked, do we use such a force to mobilize the people?" Dongfang Yao had nothing to do, and simply observed the defense forces in the square......

In the middle of the Yuanmen of the Imperial City, a four-zhang drum was desperately beaten by two soldiers with a tiger's back, which was to tell the whole world that the auspicious time had come, and Daqian, the most powerful country standing on the road of chaos, was finally about to usher in another Wenqu Xingjun......

When the drum stopped, a distant bell rang in the imperial city and even on the highest Guiyan Pagoda in Daqian. This Fang Hongzhong is called "séance bell", which is the founding emperor of Daqian who collected all kinds of precious metals in the world and smelted them for two whole years. Not only is the sound of this bell long and loud, but everyone who hears the bell has a sense of calming and awakening.

Therefore, every festival or important celebration, this bell will ring three times in the morning and evening of the same day, and it will be struck with all its strength by a special person to show that the emperor of heaven is mighty and powerful and overwhelms the Quartet.

Except for important incidents, the bell is almost never rung at random. But today, it is the time when it is famous all over the world, in order to shock the small people who are ready to move and plan to disrupt the order of the literary examination, and to stabilize the minds of the nervous students so that they can do their best to take the exam.

"Open the file, send silk paper!" Jiang Kai sat on an official table outside the Ruilong Palace, his hand was startled, and he opened his mouth and said loudly.

In order to prevent test takers from cheating, the tributes are strictly checked before entering the test, and no resemblance to paper is allowed on them. Otherwise, they should be disqualified from the examination for the crime of seeking opportunities and speculating. This kind of thing has not happened before, if you are disqualified at this juncture, I am afraid that you will even have the heart to die......

The four teams of powdery-faced little eunuchs took a stack of test papers from the hands of the officials of the Ministry of Rites, and then held them in their arms and ran quickly to the bamboo shed that belonged to them. In order to prevent the officials from revealing the test questions in advance, the test papers have already been printed with a riding side seal letter, and they can only be opened after the Son of Heaven personally looks at them. This was then given to the eunuchs who were in charge of distributing the papers. In this way, the ceremonial officials only dismantled and the eunuchs only issued them, making it as seamless as possible.

"The grain roads in the world, the sea is a drop in the ocean, and the cultivator must have his field!" Dongfang Yao started to write without thinking about it after receiving the silk paper that belonged to him.

Daqian's literary system has always been free and regular, and all the exams before the palace examination are all written by the government, and the students answer them. Even if it is a spring boudoir, she also draws the topic by virtue of her luck, and then carries out an argument for it to explain her own opinions and advice. Last time, Dongfang Yao drew a topic about the way of rice and grain.

However, when it comes to the Jinluan Palace Examination, it will only be distributed to them a piece of eight-carat silk paper, and students can write whatever they want, and they have to set up their own questions, and then explain their own views, solve problems, argue, conclude and put forward their own opinions to share the country's worries.

Therefore, rather than saying that the palace examination is a subject that tests the scriptures of the students, it is better to give the scholars of the world an opportunity to advise the emperor and be willing to live for the people.

"The sharp weapon of the country, the banknote is the road, the sky and the earth are big, and the world is connected!" Nangong Ming closed his eyes and thought for a while, and finally slowly grabbed the wolf hair in his hand, and gently touched the silk paper in front of him, and an ink that seemed to be the beginning of a lotus flower jumped into his eyes......

"The scholars are equal, all are the people, the official system can be changed, for the country and the people!" Wang Linyuan's eyes were dull, but there were bursts of spiritual light in his mind. He came from a poor background, and there was no one in his family except his mother, but the poor life did not wear out his desire to study. It's just that from childhood to adulthood, whether it is his love with Miss Liu or his uneasy scientific research road, he has been bound by his own Shu clan.

If he was born in a scholar clan, he would have been smooth sailing, he would regret it, and he would hate the injustice of the sky. But he never gave up the ideal in his heart, and he believed that with his tenacious heart, there would be a day when the clouds would be cleared.

Therefore, he, who was already sitting in the center of the Great Cadre, finally waved away the past in his heart, held the pen in his hand, and waved it......

At this moment, an auspicious aura seems to rise from the four hundred bamboo sheds, today's students, tomorrow's pillars. Every one of them is to make suggestions for the country with what they have learned, they may be for their future careers, and they also have a heart for the world.

This is the mission of the students, for the sake of the 100,000 people, everyone can eat, have clothes to wear, even if they are tired and die on this Jinluan Treasure Palace, what does it matter?