Chapter 147:
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The Little First Grand Secretary in My House
- Jia Mian De Sheng Yan
- 1919 characters
- 2021-03-01 08:17:27
On the day of the palace test, at the dawn of the morning light, three hundred tributes gathered in front of the palace gate.
These new tributes wore brand new robes, crowned boots, and waited quietly with bright faces. Because the temple test is only ranked, unlike the uncertain future when going to the meeting, everyone is very relaxed. When they meet, they all squabble with each other. There are many people around the outstanding person.
After the trial, the three hundred tribute of this subject will be in the same year in the same subject. Naturally, there must be more friendships before they can act cheaper.
But Xue Tingyan had no one around this member of the Huiyuan. With him as the central point, a two-meter vacant space was clearly visible. It was obvious that he was isolated. Everyone tried to meet him when he tried before the change. Proud situation.
But in less than a month, the treatment is from heaven to earth, in fact, it is also a tribute to the exam, naturally different from the past. They had the same subject in the same year, and naturally had the same teacher. After passing the previous teacher, these tributaries also had some understanding of the situation in the middle of the DPRK. Naturally, Xue Tingyan said that it is not an exaggeration to say that everyone is a ghost.
Mao Badou and Li Datian wanted to be with Xue Tingyan, but unfortunately Xue Tingyan had explained them before coming. Even the two chose another house and moved away from Jinger Hutong.
A guard guarding the gate of the palace came over and let the new tributaries avoid the side. The crowd was puzzled, and they saw a blue official car not far away.
Shortly afterwards, the official sedan stopped not far away and walked down from above a civilian officer wearing a lark's complement, which was a Sipin civilian officer.
The arrival of this civilian official kicked off, and then more and more official sedan walks came. The official sedan just stopped and got an official from above, and then hurried to the back, just to make way for the people behind.
There are also sedan chairs and horses, civil officials sit in sedan chairs, military officers ride horses, and the court rules.
The Gong students watched with admiration and envy the grown-ups wearing different colors of official uniforms, especially those wearing vermilion official uniforms, which attracted countless envy.
The vermilion official uniform should be worn by members of the third grade and above.
Drumming sounded on the tower above the palace gate, and these officials stopped talking immediately. The gate of the palace was wide open, and the military and military officials entered, and the back disappeared into the deep palace gate cave.
A low voice came from the crowd, mainly to say what would happen if one day, Xue Tingyan sighed and sighed aside, somehow, there was a feeling of vicissitudes.
Almost a quarter of an hour later, two ceremonial officers walked out of the palace gate. The first is to preach the rules that should be paid attention to after entering the palace, and the other is to let Gongsheng line up.
Xue Tingyan was in the front, and the other 299 tributes were behind. Headed by Xue Tingyan, the three hundred tribute of Xinke went to the palace gate.
Out of the palace gate, you can see the Jinshui Bridge, which radiates a golden light in the morning light, and the Taihe Gate towering high. Passing the Taihe Gate is the three halls of the outer court, headed by the Taihe Hall, followed by the Zhonghe Hall and the Baohe Hall.
The place where they conducted the temple test this time was in Baohe Temple.
Because there were guards standing on both sides of the Yongdao along the road, these new tributaries seemed very cautious, holding the test basket in their hands, and went all the way to the Bohol Hall without squinting.
Many princes and ministers had been waiting in front of the Bohol Hall, and the new tributaries stopped in front of the palace. Waiting for a while, until the palace music sounded, a bright yellow Jiacheng Emperor appeared on Dan Han.
Three kneels and nine knocks, shouting long live long live long live long, then the new tribute divided into two rows to enter the hall.
This is the moment that the world's scholars look forward to the most. The Emperor Linxuan made suggestions and the Tribute to the Golden Palace was tested. Since then, the Dragon Gate has been unusual, and since then has been a student of the emperor.
In Baohe Hall, there have been rows of test cases, similar to the Kang table, with tables and no chairs. After each test case, only a cushion wrapped in light yellow flannel was placed.
Although it is a hall test, the Holy Test does not supervise the test. It is the superintendent Xu Shoufu of the cabinet of the scholars of the Imperial Academy of Hanlin Academy, and the minister of the courtesan Tan Liang, the minister of the household, Yang Chonghua and others.
This proctoring lineup is strong, no less than the Jiuqing proctoring that I would have tried before.
Xu Shoufu held the hall test questions that he had received from Jiacheng Emperor. After personally opening the seal, the officials of the courtesy department issued them one by one, along with the examination papers of the hall test.
It is more delicate than the previous test papers, but it is a booklet made of white rice paper with several layers. It is more than one foot long and four inches wide, and it opens on both sides for a total of more than ten. The first page is for candidates to fill in the name, place of birth, age and within three generations. Below the booklet is the main text of the test paper, with a straight red line on it, which is the same as the exam.
The temple test only takes one question, the current policy, which is the so-called Golden Temple shooting strategy.
This policy writing has format specifications, for example, it needs to use the subject to the subject to hear, and the end to use the words such as the right. And when it comes to countermeasures, whenever the emperor is mentioned, he must write up two lines, and the line before the head up must be written from the beginning to the end, without spaces.
If the format is not correct, you will have to fall into the top three if your article is written in a small-scale manner.
In response to this, the tribute is not without a way, that is to count the numbers next to each other and make a good draft. Of course, the draft should be in accordance with the specifications, otherwise there may be more or fewer words. It is time to look up and there is no way to look up, but the line is missing from the beginning to the end. It is too late to regret it. Too.
Xue Tingyan took the exam once in his dream, and naturally knew it well.
He opened the yellow paper placed on the test case, which read a line of words-
Ask the emperor's government and the emperor's heart.
There was no sound in Baohe Temple, only the sound of paper turning and the rustling of writing.
There is a dragon chair empty at the top, and several proctors are sitting on the lower sides.
A lot of Gongshi have already started to make questions, but Xue Tingyan looked at the yellow paper in front of him and didn't know what he was thinking.
In fact, Xue Tingyan didn't know what he was thinking. He seemed to think a lot, but he didn't seem to think about anything. A frame of pictures flashed in front of me, and there were dreams and reality, which merged into multi-colored colors, so that he could be fascinated.
"Old Yang Ge, why did you say that Gongshi sat there and started to be stupid?" Zhao Liangyu, the secretary of Hongyun Temple, asked Yang Chonghua. The two just happened to be sitting in the same place, one on top and the other on the bottom.
Yang Chonghua looked up and looked at the past, and immediately chuckled, said: "You probably haven't seen him, he is the same as Xue Tingyan who has made Wu Ge sick at home."
"It was him ..." Zhao Liangyu murmured.
"As for why he didn't write a question, Wu Gelao also asked once before the test. According to this son, he was dull and he was nervous every time he ended, so he likes to play belly drafts first."
Yang Chonghua's tone was a little teasing. Zhao Liangyu smashed his mouth, not knowing what to say.
It ’s okay if it ’s dull in nature, but it ’s five yuan in hand. If the first prize in the temple test is six yuan and first, it ’s the second person in the world. This kind of person is dull, not afraid to be a joke.
It's really a joke, but it's probably a story about Wu Ge's old jokes. Zhao Liangyu was so energetic that he didn't say much, and turned his head to drink his own tea.
It was not until the candidates in the hall got up and used the toilet to drink water that Xue Tingyan began to write down his name, birthplace and other information. Then she put down her pen and got up to go to the toilet to eat. The palace test cannot help but these, from the early exam to the evening, if you do n’t eat or drink, you are not allowed to use the toilet, I am afraid that everyone ca n’t stand it.
Not only can't help but there is also a tea room for the candidates to drink water, and some palace cakes are distributed for consumption. Xue Tingyan ate the cake with tea in the tea room, and Fang Jing returned to the temple.
At this point, he has already thought about the crux of his heart. The reality is different in dreams. In his dreams, he is a fledgling, he can do everything, but in reality he has only one way to go.
Since there is only one way to go, I still want to hide what the edge is, naturally what the Jiacheng Emperor thinks, just do what you want.
Xue Tingyan sat down cross-legged again in front of the test case, dipped the pen in ink, and wrote two lines on the manuscript—
"Right to:
Lin Yuyu, the emperor of the court, must also have a manager's real affairs, and then he can restrain the crowd, intricate, and even rule the Han martial arts. With the principle of Zhen Zhilong.
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Today, the big problem is poverty, the poor is the black, the poor is the thief, and the military is invincible, and the source is not frugal ...
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Chen Wen:
One person a day, the heavens have the grace of over-breeding, but can not take care of the world. The monarch has the right to rule, but he has to bear it. Therefore, those who have been through the matter, the law of Wu Tian. Use is the place of residence, then the position of the day; the position of the head of the department is the day of the day; the people of the rule are the day of the day; the city of the capital is the day of the day.
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The minister did not recognize taboos, and acted sternly, trembling with fear, and fell to the ground. You are right. "