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Although most of the topics are expected, and Yang Yun is also confident, but it is related to the future future, how dare he be careless?

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There are a lot of blank test papers on the seat, but there is no need to consider the words, which is very labor-saving, as long as you verify it again at the end and copy it on the test paper.

Yangyun was immersed in the sea of questions composed of a subset of scriptures and histories, meditating and pondering, and before he knew it, the sun was in the middle.

"It's noon! You can rest and eat for a while!" It wasn't until the invigilator's voice came that Yang Yun didn't wake up, and when he looked at the table, he saw that there was already a bamboo basket next to him.

When I opened it, I felt the smell of food, and my stomach was growling.

I saw a few scallion oil dry cakes in the basket, roasted slightly golden, exuding an attractive aroma and making people salivate.

This basket is relatively small, except for scallion pancakes, there are only a few steamed buns and a pot of water.

Yang Yun knew that the farmer was weak and prone to accidents if he ate greasy things, so the examiner only took these.

Because sitting in the cubicle, I don't know what the other scholars are, and Yang Yun doesn't care about this, he thinks that the time is enough, so he takes a break and begins to eat lunch - it's still early to finish, and if he doesn't eat some now, he will be dizzy with hunger in the afternoon, and he won't even have the strength to lift a pen, so how can he talk about the exam?

Yangyun's own family is not rich, and he has lived a hard life when he was young, and he doesn't think the taste of these dry cakes and steamed buns is not bad, but he doesn't know how those real family members feel the taste.

After eating, take a short break. Yang Yun threw himself into the tense writing again.

In the afternoon, although the wind and sun are beautiful, it is still a little chilly in the winter.

Yang Yun is finishing answering the question of the name calculation scripture and is waiting to be transcribed. I saw a few scribes and servants, hurrying by, and after a short time, they turned around again, and carried a person, with a pale face. The appearance of a scholar.

"I'm afraid it's because I'm weak and anxious for scientific research, so I don't need to eat, it's still winter, although there is sun outside. But it's still cold, how can you stand it? Alas...... What a pity!"

Yang Yun watched the official walk by, and a complicated color appeared in his eyes, if he was here before, I am afraid that the fate would be the same as the scholar who was sent out of the examination room.

"Alas, the things of the world are wonderful...... Yang Yun sighed, and then turned his eyes back to his own test questions.

"Finish answering the Ming Arithmetic Section. This time, the examination papers are all completed, and the next step is to check that they are correct. Copy it again and ......"

Yang Yun checked his test paper, saw that the answers were correct, changed a few more inappropriate places, read through it a few times, nodded involuntarily, and began to transcribe.

Yangyun himself is outstanding in calligraphy. Now I have to be instructed by my uncle, knowing that the grader may not be able to read each paper carefully. It is especially necessary to show kung fu in calligraphy and attract attention.

One stroke at a time. All of them are iron painted silver hooks, which are very tasteful.

After Yang Yun finished transcribing and spread out the volume, he saw that the handwriting was neat and neatly arranged, and it was even more neat and clear than the one printed in the bookstore, "With my words, as long as the invigilator does not intend to target it, there is no reason to fall into the eyes......"

I watched it again, and halfway through, I heard the voice of the invigilator:

"The hour has come!

Yang Yun was stunned, raised his head, and saw that the light was faint, and it turned out that it had arrived in the evening unconsciously.

"The scholar is on the scene! The writer will be disqualified on the spot, don't make a mistake when you wait!"

Yang Yun followed the flow of people, walked out of the mansion, and occasionally heard a few crying sounds, which was the sound of the soldiers driving away the soldiers who were forcibly stayed, and he couldn't help but tighten his forehead, giving birth to a feeling of sadness for the death of a rabbit and a fox.

At the moment of stepping out of the gate of the mansion, Yang Yun looked back at the vermilion gate, and the golden plaque: "I don't know when, I, Yang Yun, can officially become the master here?"

There is no imperial examination in the world, and the people do not feel that there is any bad luck in looking back at the door, but they are mostly learning from Yangyun and are reluctant to give up on the government -- in the future, the place of the imperial examination will inevitably be changed, and it will be difficult for them to step into this place except for being convicted of crimes or becoming officials.

At this time, outside the government office, there were many hawkers, some of whom brought simple tables, chairs and benches, and set up small stalls to sell some food.

Although Yang Yun had eaten at noon, he was still hungry after writing hard, so he came to a stall selling vegetarian chicken noodles, ordered a bowl of vegetarian chicken noodles, and ate it slowly.

The stall owner is an old man with a sincere smile, a pair of large hands covered with calluses, stained with flour, and a sophisticated craft.

In this flour, it seems that there are eggs mixed with it, the noodles are extremely fragrant and elastic, Yang Yun ate it quickly, and picked up a few pieces of vegetarian chicken, which is also very flavorful and full of meat.

Yang Yun sat on the noodle stall and ate noodles, occasionally looking up, admiring the expressions of the scholars who came out of the crowd either excited or depressed, feeling that the world was varied, but that's it.

......

Although the government examination is over, many scholars are still staying in Jianye, waiting for news.

In the anxiety of many scholars, more than ten days passed unconsciously.

In the mansion of Duke Wu, Song Yu was sitting in danger and asked Song Si and He Dongming below: "The two of you are presiding over the palace examination, and you will report the situation, so that the prince can have a ...... in his heart."

Song Sinai is a servant and He Dongming is a Li Langzhong, and Song Yu handed over the imperial examination to the two of them.

Song Si and He Dongming glanced at each other, but He Dongming took a step forward and said: "The government examination is over on the 25th, and Jianye has counted 1,237 candidates for the examination, and the rest of the prefectures have a total of 7,796 people, and the total number of candidates for the examination exceeds 9,000, which can be called a grand event in the literary world......

"Today, the reading of the papers of all the governments is over, and the results are all reported by Kuaima, waiting for the lord's decision!" He Dongming said, and handed over a list.

Song Yu glanced at the dense names of people on it, these are the talents of this pilot test, although there are hundreds, but for the nine thousand scholars, it is still a minority.

In particular, Jianye, as a state city, has the most prosperous literary style, the most scholars, and the most fierce competition.

Song Yu glanced at the list of Jianye talents, and saw Yang Yun's name, and couldn't help but smile secretly: "This person is destined for me!"

He himself lacks skills, the regime was established, and major events came, so he could only delegate the power of election to the provinces, anyway, the foundation was just established, and most of his subordinates still wanted to make meritorious contributions and work diligently, and Song Yu personally checked the final state test, and there was no fork.

Then he said: "I believe in the princes of all provinces, so let's make it this way!"

Take out the seal and put it on it.

The previous Wuhou jade seal, naturally do not need to be sealed, at this time the big seal is a new system, carved with green jade, engraved with "Wu Guogong Bao", is the power of Song Yu.

Song Si's face was a little dignified, and he said: "The system of awarding officials through the imperial examination, although it can introduce talents, but it also has drawbacks, the son of a poor peasant family, he will become an official in one leap, it is really in......appropriate" The implication of the words is still to invite Song Yu to think twice, he is a member of the family, and he is instinctively a little hostile to the imperial examination system.

"Song Si, do you really think so?" Song Yu asked, stopping his movements.

Although his voice was still flat, Song Si's cold hair was upside down, and his palms were sweaty.

Seeing Song Si like this, Song Yu smiled: "Although Xiucai is treated the same as a priest, he has no official position, and he can only go to the official office every month to receive a portion of rice and meat as a support for studying! ”

"Only after passing the state examination and becoming a lifter, can you have the qualifications to go out, and if you don't go out, the treatment is the same as the history, if you go out, you will be awarded the official ...... from the nine grades."

"The scholars of the Hanmen have studied hard for ten years, and they have been killed from nearly 10,000 scholars, so that they have the opportunity to serve as an official, in contrast, the children of the family, as long as they have a shadow and are recommended, they will immediately have an official body of seven or eight grades, and they can even go straight to the five-grade Huangtang, compared to it, what is this?"

"This public imperial examination system is for the hegemony of the world, for the great cause of my Song family, Song Si, you are also a member of the Song family, don't you understand this trade-off?"

In the end, Song Yu's face turned cold, and his voice was violent!

"The subordinates don't dare!" Although he didn't know what to think in his heart, Song Si immediately knelt down and pleaded guilty.

Then he kowtowed and said, "The lord is far-sighted, and he is ignorant for a while, and I ask the lord to forgive his sins!"

"In that case, you will go down and do a good job in the imperial examination, understand?" Song Yu said, he knew that there were many families standing behind Song Si's move, and there were even shadows of the Song family and the Shen family, but what about this? If you don't accept the children of the Han family, how can you get so many talents to govern the place and compete with the big families? How can you dominate the world and achieve the true dragon?

This is a decision made for a long time, and whoever dares to block it will only be swept away by thunder!

Song Si's face turned pale and he retreated tremblingly.

At this time, no one stopped him, and Song Yu printed the big seal with red clay and printed it heavily on the list!

Rumble!!!

At the moment when the seal of Wu Guogong fell, Song Yu's luck was greatly boosted, and he saw a large cloud of red and white qi coming out, scattered into wisps, and sprinkled all over Wuzhou.

"This is the luck that Wu Guo gave to the talents, white with red, not bad!"

Song Yu secretly thought to himself, to reward talents, to use his own material strength, naturally need to consume luck, especially the first imperial examination, the resistance is very great, and the more luck is needed, but this is not without returns.

Song Yu opened his divine eyes, and saw that as the luck of Feng Xian Xiucai fell, a little bit of red and white qi came out from all over Wuzhou, and it was fed back to his own luck.

Although this qi is small, it is dotted and continuous, and there are even gold and cyan in the middle, which makes Song Yu very happy.

"Among the poor farmers, there are talents in the fruit! Now the pearl is my gain, great goodness!"

This luck is in and out, not only did he not lose, but he made a big profit, and Song Yu's eyes were also slightly happy.

The red and white qi is nothing to the current Song Yu, but the blue and golden talents, every time they get one, they can increase their qi, and now they are all in the urn, how can they not make Song Yu happy?

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