Sheng Zhiyao stuck out her tongue and closed her mouth to stop making a sound.

Everyone in the hall answered for nearly two incense sticks, and finally it was Sheng Hanmo's turn.

Old Marquis Sheng patted Sheng Zhiyao's head: "Look at your eldest brother."

Sheng Zhiyao nodded and looked out intently.

Sheng Hanmo answered the questions in detail, his thinking was clear, he quoted classics, and his writing was brilliant, and even some of his classmates next to him couldn't help but praise him.

Seeing this, Old Marquis Sheng touched his beard with relief, and then looked at the rest of the students.

"Look at those guys."

Looking in the direction pointed by his grandfather, Sheng Zhiyao found that several of the plainly dressed teenagers lowered their heads one after another, not as glamorous as the ones on the left, and they looked like poor students.

In this case, why did grandpa tell her to watch them? Is there anything wrong with their answers?

Thinking of this, Sheng Zhiyao straightened his ears.

I saw Sheng Hanmo finish answering the question and bow deeply to the emperor.

The emperor waved his hand and motioned for him to stand down, and then the few students from the poor family stepped forward to answer questions.

Sheng Zhiyao observed carefully and found that each of them spoke very concisely, but in one sentence.

But even so, those candidates who were a little more prominent in their family affairs still dismissed, and even deliberately interrupted them and asked a bunch of tricky and outlandish questions.

Those from less advanced backgrounds were more modest and cautious, and their answers were slower, but each time they were incisive, attracting the attention of others.

Sheng Zhiyao looked thoughtful, and suddenly had an idea, and pulled the sleeve of the old marquis Lasheng: "Grandpa, are those protégés in your court all poor students?"

Old Marquis Sheng nodded: "You girl is very smart, it is true, they are all students who are looked down upon by those dignitaries and nobles in the capital, but I appreciate it very much."

"Does that grandpa think that a poor student is more suitable to be an official?"

Old Marquis Sheng glanced at the students and muttered, "No! Those who are dedicated to being officials and achieve wealth and nobility are not suitable for being officials, and those who are dedicated to the common people are suitable."

"And how do you tell?"

Old Marquis Sheng raised his eyebrows: "Look at their attitude in answering questions, of course, it also depends on their state of mind in the future."

Hearing this, Sheng Zhiyao came to her senses and nodded, "I understand! Keeping the original intention is the right solution, right?"

"Yes."

After answering questions in front of the palace, the emperor asked the students to wait outside the hall, and the old marquis Sheng walked to the screen with him.

"I didn't let them get it this time, otherwise those good seedlings would be wasted!" Old Marquis Sheng said with emotion.

"Yes! I like all those kids, and if you look at their clothes, they must be the best outfit!"

"Not really." Old Marquis Sheng nodded in agreement, and then asked, "Does Your Majesty have any arrangements for them?"

"Of course, but I'll have to be wronged for a while."

Hearing the helplessness in the emperor's tone, Sheng Zhiyao asked curiously, "Grievances?"

The emperor smiled and said, "Do you think that these poor students really entered the official career just to become officials?"

Sheng Zhiyao frowned: "Otherwise, what are they doing here?" It's not going to be idle, is it?"

"Of course not."

"Ten years of hard study, isn't it just to be nominated for the gold list?" Sheng Zhiyao's face was full of seriousness.

The emperor shook his head and smiled: "There are many people who study hard in the cold window, but there are very few who can really be officials."

"Uh......"

"Do you know the difference between the Hanmen and the official family?" The Emperor asked with a smile.

Sheng Zhiyao shook his head.

"The poor family is not like the rich family of the eunuchs, and it takes more effort than ordinary people to climb up. Their origins determine that their career path is extremely difficult. But this does not mean that students from poor families are unwilling to take a career path, on the contrary, people from poor families have strong ambitions and ideals in their bones, and as long as they have the opportunity, they will work hard. In this pre-palace test, they not only have to show

His talent also has to prove that the poor family is not out of nowhere."

"Grandpa Huang means they just want to change their fate?"

"Yes, if a child of a poor family wants to pursue a career in office, he needs to obtain enough merit in exchange for the opportunity to be promoted, but this is not easy, especially since they do not have family support. The so-called poor people are actually poor people who have no backing." ap.

"But even so, if he wins these in the end, it doesn't mean that he can change his fate." Sheng Zhiyao blinked in confusion, "Just like they want to be officials, but the court will still be excluded by those official eunuchs, and even suppressed and difficult to promote, what's so good about this?" Maybe he has been an official for a lifetime, but he will only be a nine-grade sesame official until he dies."

The emperor smiled: "Silly girl, how can there be such an easy thing to change their fate in this world, but in this way, they have the qualifications to enter the imperial court as officials, and as for whether they can grow into pillars in the future, only they know."

"Anyway, I don't think it's a good deal, it's better to use this knowledge to do something else, maybe it will be famous."

Although Sheng Zhiyao was persuading the emperor, her tone was full of regret.

"You!" Old Marquis Sheng scolded with a smile, stretched out his hand and rubbed her hairy head, "You are still too tender, there are many things in this world that are more tempting than power, not to mention that everyone thinks like you, and they don't enter the court as an official, won't your imperial grandfather be bored to death."

Sheng Zhiyao blinked, and suddenly blessed his heart.

"Who's bored? I quarrel with those old immortals every day, and it depends on who gets angry to die first to see Hades, how can I be bored." The emperor said with a snort.

"Well, grandpa, you are like-minded, one loves to fight, and the other loves to quarrel."

Old Marquis Sheng laughed: "Just each other."

"Okay, Sheng Lixin, can you accept those poor students? Give me the right word."

Old Marquis Sheng put away his smiling face and said solemnly: "Since Your Majesty has sent them, the minister will definitely do his best to teach them, as for what they can do in the future, it can only depend on their creation."

"I believe in you."

The emperor stood up: "It's not early today, so you can go back first!"

Old Marquis Sheng nodded: "The minister will leave first."

Seeing the two leave, the emperor sighed and called Gonggong Cui: "Yanmo."

"Yes, the emperor has thought about it?"

"Well, later, you will go to announce the holy decree, and then privately summon those students from the poor family, and let them go to the Shenghou Mansion quietly at night."

Grandpa Cui nodded: "The slave remembers."

In the imperial study, the emperor stared at the holy decree on the table, and after a while, he whispered: "I have already given them a chance, as for how far they can go, it can only depend on their creation."