In Hangcheng Mansion, I sat in front of the case and looked around. He picked up the tea he had just brewed, took a sip, and then said: "My colleagues, this is a century-old plan to recruit scholars for the imperial court!"
"I also ask that you all work together, be responsible and responsible, and never bury any talent!"
"Right now, the magistrate is in the capital to report on his duties to the ministers, and the magistrate attaches great importance to the examination!"
"We must not let Master Tongzhi down!"
Jiaoyu looked at the officials who judged the records and said seriously.
Unlike the airborne magistrates, Tongzhi rose up step by step in Hangcheng Prefecture.
His foundation is even deeper. None of the officials of Hangcheng government, big or small, dare to underestimate Lord Tongzhi's influence.
That is to say, the prefect Wang Mingyang is a powerful guy, otherwise no one can really suppress this tongzhi.
However, it was precisely because the prefect Wang Mingyang was so powerful that Tongzhi saw that he could not get ahead, so he naturally thought of taking a post elsewhere.
This time Wang Mingyang went to Beijing to report on his work, it undoubtedly gave his colleagues a very good opportunity.
After all, the imperial examination is an important factor in measuring political performance. Although the task of presiding over the imperial examination fell on Jiao Yu, Lord Tongzhi also participated a lot in this imperial examination.
"Yes, sir!" After listening to the lecturer's instructions, the judges in charge of reviewing the files immediately became busy.
This exam is different from the county exam and is much more formal.
Therefore, the test papers are all anonymous, and the possibility of secret operations is greatly reduced.
It also made the government examination appear more fair.
"Yes, yes, the standard of the candidates this time is pretty good!"
“Much better than before, this article is great!!”
“This article is also very good!”
The judge glanced at the article and stroked his beard happily.
"The virtue of a saint lies in the people..."
"The whole text is subtitled, and the literature and science are explained very clearly. Although the writing style is a bit immature, it is still a rare masterpiece!"
"Especially this word, it has the demeanor of a Jinshi, I don't know who this person is!"
After the examiner said this, he drew a small circle on the name test paper.
This means that he voted in favor of taking this test paper.
Only when the circles drawn on anonymous test papers meet the requirements will these papers be reviewed by officials at a higher level.
This determines the ranking of the government examination and finally determines whether the examination paper is passed.
Whether the scholar passed the government examination.
The test paper soon came into the hands of another examiner, who also glanced at it.
He nodded with satisfaction and drew a circle on the test paper.
When the number of circles reaches a certain number, this anonymous test paper and other test papers are sent for further review.
Generally speaking, after this step of the process.
Those test papers that have been screened out can be said to have been successful.
Unless one of them violates the taboos of the examiner, that is, the edict of this government, or it violates some bigger taboos.
Otherwise, it would be equivalent to the examination paper being passed, and the scholar successfully passing the government examination.
Of course, at this time, Huang Tinghui did not know that his test paper had already been marked with several circles and was sent to the master to determine the final ranking.
For Huang Tinghui at this time, the imperial examination seemed to be no longer so important.
Because what was about to happen seemed to be more important than the imperial examination he was taking.
"Zisong, Zisong!"
"Do you have a way to meet my colleagues?"
Huang Tinghui rushed to the inn anxiously and shook the drunk Li Zisong awake.
"Lord Tongzhi?"
"Senior brother, you think too highly of me. I come from a general family. Don't talk about me, even my father is a head lower than the civil servants!"
"This dynasty relies on civility to control military affairs. It's not like you don't know this!"
Although he drank a lot of wine, Li Zisong's thinking was still quite clear.
"What happened?" Looking at Huang Tinghui's extremely solemn expression, Li Zisong asked strangely.
"What a big deal!" Huang Tinghui said, clenching his fists.
"Where is Li Dingguo and where is Miss Ning?" Huang Tinghui looked at Li Zisong and asked.
"Miss Ning has been visiting the state capital for a long time, and she must be a little tired now!"
"That boy Li Dingguo seems to be practicing his gun in the yard!"
Li Zisong is worthy of being a military commander, even though he drank a lot.
But he didn't get completely drunk.
"Well, sober up quickly!" Huang Tinghui said to Li Zisong, "Come to me later!"
After saying that, Huang Tinghui walked out anxiously.
"Tinghui, Tinghui, what can we do? What can we do?"
Compared with Huang Tinghui, Fatty Gong is even more anxious now.
He is completely confused!
"It's useless to be anxious now. Go and get my carrier pigeon from my room!"
Huang Tinghui went to the state capital to take the exam this time in order to get in touch with Lian'er.
He brought over a cage of carrier pigeons, which are now in Huang Tinghui's study.
"Homing Pigeon?!"
"Okay, okay, okay!" The little fat man was already frightened by the contents of the note, and his seven souls dispersed.
Now, whatever Huang Tinghui told him to do, he would naturally do it without hesitation.
"Yeah!" Huang Tinghui nodded to the little fat man, and he walked towards the courtyard.
As for the little fat man, he turned around and walked towards Huang Tinghui's study.
At this time, in the courtyard.
Li Dingguo, who was holding a silver gun, danced with the silver gun in his hand like a tiger.
Huang Tinghui only remembered that this guy used to use a sword, but during this time he became obsessed with using a gun.
Combined with this, this kid is very interested in Changshan Zhao Zilong in "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" told by Huang Tinghui.
It is not difficult to understand why Huang Tinghui is obsessed with silver guns.
Seeing Huang Tinghui walking in his direction, the boy immediately put away the silver gun in his hand.
His expression was very unnatural, but his attitude was still arrogant.
"Why did you come to me?" Li Dingguo looked at Huang Tinghui and asked.
"Can you go to Ruian County? If the county elder Chen Sizhi is still there, just give this letter I wrote to the county elder!"
"If Chen Sizhi, the county magistrate, has resigned, please give this letter to the government office."
"Go to the teacher's residence, the Lu family, and the Gong family immediately!"
"Be sure to send these letters!"
"It's urgent!" Huang Tinghui's eyes were sharp, and he suppressed the powerful emotions in his chest.
Even Li Dingguo, who had always looked down upon Huang Tinghui, was shocked by Huang Tinghui's gaze.
"What happened?" Li Dingguo couldn't help but ask.
"Ruian County is currently hanging on the tip of a knife and is in danger!"
"Those of us who are close to us may be in danger!"
"I hope everything can be done in time, everything can be done in time!"
Huang Tinghui did not elaborate. He was also shocked by the news revealed in the note and was in a state of confusion.
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Chapter completed!