Cui Qiao walked to the window and looked down at the scholars in the room. Until the end, he didn't see anyone abandoning the exam. Update faster xs520.
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He twirled his long beard, and the light became darker and darker. Da Xixun sat for a while, muttering "Xiang Ling Gu Xi", suddenly thought of something, and stood up.
“Cui Shangshu, you are brave, you are doing it openly...
Cui Qiao didn't look bold, and her face became more and more gloomy. She waved her hand and stopped what Da Xixun was about to say.
“Come this way.“
The two of them avoided others and walked to the side. Da Xixun whispered: "I just remembered that Xue Bai's father's name was Xue Ling, but the saint promised Xue Bai a head."
"Have you received the imperial edict?" Cui Qiao asked, "I have never received an imperial edict naming him as the head of state."
Da Xixun's eyes widened and he said in surprise: "You haven't just entered the officialdom, so what's the use of sophistry?"
"It's just a year late. He's only seventeen years old, so why bother?"
“But the right minister agreed to him.
Cui Qiao said: "Someone will bear the consequences of this matter. You can ask the right minister again."
“I will...
Da Xixun had just started to move, but after thinking for a moment, he glanced at Cui Qiao doubtfully and did not ask who was carrying the "someone was carrying it".
As long as someone is responsible, it is the easiest way for him to say that he does not know the name of Xue Bai's father.
Then there’s no need to ask, I don’t see anything in this question.”
The two of them said no more and turned back to the pavilion.
Chen Xilie sat cross-legged and seemed to be asleep; Yang Guangxiang did his duty faithfully and was still watching everything happening in the examination room for Yang Zhao, but did not notice anything unusual.
The leakage of time gradually drained away, and gradually it came to You time.
“Boom!“
"Winding!"
With the sound of a bell, Tianbao's seven-year Spring Examination came to an end, and the officials began to collect the papers.
The title of the poem in each paper is "Provincial Examination of Xiangling Drum and Silde", word for word.
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To the north of the Court of Rites, the third test of the Ming Jing Ke was about current policy. Du Wulang put down his pen and let the clerk take away his paper. He was stunned for a moment, feeling empty and confused.
He felt that his answer was average, and it was normal to fail, and it was justifiable to win. If he could win the Ming Jing at the age of seventeen, it would indeed be considered a good achievement. If he couldn't, there would actually be no regrets.
Rubbing his chubby face, he regained his smile and packed his things, especially the inkstone given by Xue Sanniang.
After leaving the examination room, I saw Yang Xuan yawning from a distance.
“How did you do on the exam?”
“It’s not bad.” Yang Xuan said, “I wrote my name and filled in some words, so it’s not too confusing.”
“Do you still know about ‘道白’?”
“Haha, I learned hundreds of words in one year in order to win the exam.”
Yang Xuan seemed to have just woken up, and then he regained his energy. He put his arms around Du Wulang's shoulders and said, "Come on, come with me to Dongshi to grab the land! Damn it, there are several ditch heads in Chang'an who have joined Wang Zhun's friends. It's called Xing or something, I don't recognize that word, you come to be my military advisor. The whole book is 520.????"
“Well, your grandfather has become a minister of the country, so he should know something better.”
Du Wulang got out from under Yang Xuan's arm and ran away.
"Give way and let the five sons of Chunwei pass by."
Squeezing through the crowd, he ran dozens of steps south and passed by the South Courtyard of the Ministry of Rites. From a distance, he saw Xue Sanniang. Across the crowd, she was standing behind Liu Xiangjun, looking so demure.
For a time, everyone else lost their color in Du Wulang's eyes and became like a tide, but she was the only one who stood out.
“Sanniang!”
He waved his hand and pushed towards that side, paying no attention to the conversations of the people around him.
There were sighs and sighs everywhere. Nearly three thousand people from all over the world gathered in Chang'an. Every year, only a hundred people were admitted to the Ming Dynasty, and only about 20 people were admitted to the Jinshi. Most of them came to serve as companions.
From time to time, you can always see people throwing their pens on the ground and swearing angrily.
"No more exams!"
“Well, if you want to make a future, go to a border town, if you can bear the bitter cold.”
“If a man learns calligraphy and swordsmanship, why should he fear the bitter cold in order to gain merit? If he fails in this subject, he can just ask for a recommendation to serve under General Gao.”
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Thinking lightly, there are many heroes who want to surrender to the Anxi army...
Du Wulang squeezed through this group of people, and there were still people in front of him cursing. How has this examination room not revealed the topic? "
“Isn’t it just a matter of gossip? There are also people who have lost their fathers and do not honor their filial piety, even if they want to get a job and get married, they don’t even have the dignity to do so.”
“Are you talking about Xue playing cards? I heard that his grandfather is not dead and has shown up.”
“If you don’t talk about Xue playing cards, wouldn’t Yang be literate? ‘My grandpa is a high-ranking official, and I can win the exam if I can read.’
"Just accept your fate, you have no family background and you are not shameless enough. You will never win in your life. Only occasionally can some dialogues with joy come out. The most talented and famous heroes of the world often gather together. "Zhongwen! Here... the study room,
I will introduce you to Qian Zhongwen, a great talent from Qian Dynasty and a great talent from Wuxing. Don’t forget that he is young, but his poetry and prose are outstanding.”
“I’ve met Brother Wenfang, Brother Zhenyi, don’t say this. This is my first time in this subject, I just came to get acquainted with him.
“How about poetry?”
“Brother Zhenyi, I didn’t do well in the previous exams. But today’s poem, describing scenes and emotions, is what I’m best at.
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Young Qian Qi is very confident about today’s poem title. He doesn’t know how to describe it, but Li Qiyun and Liu Changqing who are chatting with him have already met more acquaintances.
"From Yi, brother Dafu. Come and introduce to you, Li Jiayou and Li Congyi, the Li family of Zhaojun, who is quite famous for poetry, and this one.
“Brother Gao Sanfifu who wrote "Yan Xing Ge"! I have long admired his name!"
Gao Shi called out to Du Wulang when he passed by. He hurriedly said hello, passed them, and ran all the way to Xue Sanniang.
He did not forget to greet Liu Xiangjun first, and then touched the heads of the Xue brothers.
“How did Wulang do in the exam?”
“It doesn’t matter how you do in the exam, as long as you pass or fail, you just have to obey fate.” Du Wulang asked, “Are you worried?”
Xue Sanniang's eyes dimmed as soon as she heard this. She didn't know what to say about her worries. She didn't know whether she should say that she was troubled by the return of her grandfather, or that she was worried about the marriage. The whole book??????????.??
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“It’s okay, I’m just worried that you won’t do well in the exam.”
“We? Oh, by the way, where is Xue Bai?”
Du Wulang looked back and found Xue Bai easily, and quickly said hello.
When Xue Bai saw them, he just waved his hand to let them go first, and he turned around and headed east.
“Something happened again?“
Du Wulang keenly realized that something was wrong and quickly chased after him.
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Daozhengfang, Fengwei Building.
Xue Bai climbed all the way to the attic, and Du Miao hurriedly greeted him.
Perhaps they were too connected with each other. Although Xue Bai's face was calm, she still asked: "What happened?"
“Go in and say.”
The two people's hands naturally held each other's hands. Later, when they saw Du Wulang hurriedly followed into the courtyard, the two people naturally let go of their hands and stopped entering the house. They stood leaning against the railing.
“The title of the poem is taboo,” Xue Bai said.
Du Miao turned pale and asked, "Did you give up on the exam?"
"No."
“How can you not give up the exam?! It’s too late before the results are released. We have to ask the examiner to cancel your paper.”
Xue Bai actually knew the impact of breaking a taboo, but he didn't feel it that deeply. Not to mention that his father's name clearly appeared in the title of the poem. Even if it was just a homophony, it would be considered a taboo. This would be difficult for him to understand in later generations. So, the consequences of breaking a taboo.
It is also difficult for modern people to understand.
"Avoiding the exam will only delay a year, but committing a taboo will delay your reputation and future for a lifetime. Give up the exam. Someone is bound to target you for this matter. If you do it so blatantly, you are simply seeking death." Du Miao said: "We will kill this person.
I’ll win another title next year.”
At this time, Du Wulang was running up the stairs.
Du Miao took this opportunity to stick to Xue Bai and comforted him softly: "It's okay. We will get rid of anyone who dares to block your way."
It’s okay, it’s a single-plank bridge, so it’s normal for it to sway.
Xue Bai then hugged Du Miao and let go before Du Wulang climbed up to the pavilion.
"There must be someone who can instruct Cui Qiao and convince a minister of rites. This person is very powerful. The sage will give me a chance.
He is very courageous to dare to be so blatantly rebellious."
Ge Nu? Li Heng? Zhang Si? Zhang Ting?"
"It would be better to be Genu, but probably not. Genu has suffered a lot at my hands several times, and he doesn't dare to attack me when my holy love is strong. Besides, I haven't provoked him recently."
Du Wulang had already rushed to the side. He didn't understand what he was saying, but he didn't bother him. He just stood aside to watch so that no one could overhear.
“There are several possibilities.“
Du Miao said, "Look," she looked at him a little as if he was in the way, and analyzed it carefully.
Don’t underestimate the power behind those vendors who sell white Teng paper and Jizhu. A piece of Bai Teng paper can be sold for hundreds of dollars, which even the court can’t afford. Jizhu is a powerful weapon for aristocratic families to control the examination room. It has a price. No city. Jinke Hongnong Yang family, Zhaojun Li family, Qinghe Cui family all have a large number of disciples to apply for the exam. For example, your friend Li Jiayou is the successor of the famous Prime Minister Li Qiao, and Cui Rong, Cui Qiao's father, are both the four friends of the article. "How many prime ministers who entered the imperial examination and became officials are their disciples. Not only do you want a top scholar, Yang Dang also wants three places. Also, Yuan Zai has gone too far in his campaign."
It is true that Yuan Zai is very capable, but his method of building reputation among the poor family does seem a bit greedy. This matter was done under the banner of Yang Yan, and everyone knows that Xue Bai is the guest of the shogunate of the Yang Party, and even the bamboo paper is his made,
The aristocratic family feels threatened, and it is indeed possible to force Cui Qiao to teach Xue Bai and Yang Dang a lesson.
In other words, Cui Qiao did this partly because of this pressure.
"It should be more than that." Xue Bai said: "If so, they won't just target me, they will use other methods to get rid of me and all the three places we want."
“You’ll have to look at the results of the rankings to find out. If you fail the rankings first, it will be a threat to those poor people who have taken refuge in Yang’s party.”
"yes."
“There is another possibility that Dong Gong or Zahu wanted to prevent you from joining the officialdom. The question is, how did they convince Cui Qiao?” Du Miaosi paid, saying: “After all, they wanted Cui Qiao to go against the holy will...
When Xue Bai heard this sentence, his mind moved and he pondered: "If so, wouldn't it be so contrary to the holy will?"
“The sage has promised you a promise.”
“But I didn’t say what year I was elected. In the eyes of the saint, does he really care if I won the exam one or two years later at my age? This incident just taught me a small lesson.”
Because you want to get high in the rankings, the saints think you are too crazy? In addition, someone comes in... The saints may not necessarily acquiesce, but they insist that the saints will not be very angry."
Xue Bai said: "If it is just that simple. But this matter also involves Xue Ling, then the rumors that he is dead may not be a coincidence."
“Cui Qiao must know the inside story.”
“He is an important official of the imperial court and cannot be investigated.”
“Check Zhang Si.” Du said: “She wants to find Xue Ling, maybe she might know something.”
“Does she still gamble?“
Du Miao's eyes flashed with coldness, and she said calmly: "Can you quit?"
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As Du Wulang listened to their conversation, he became increasingly uneasy. Finally, he asked, "What's wrong with Xue Ling?"
Xue Bai was not in a hurry and said, "If you don't do it, it will affect your marriage."
“Huh? What can I do?!”
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At the same time, Li Linfu heard about Da Xijun's voting report. Because Xue Ling was insignificant and his subordinates were stupid, he forgot his name at first. However, I think Cui Qiao wants to teach Xue Bai a lesson, which is not a big deal."
Li Linfu’s face showed no expression of indifference or gloating about his misfortune.
Because he is the prime minister first, and he hates changing his orders without his permission.
The reason why he agreed to Xue Baizhong's first prize was not because he lost to Xue Bai, but because he followed the sage's will and did not allow anyone to dare to go against it or even change the sage's mind.
Those who could bypass him and change the saint's mind had their names written down by him, and most of them had been crossed out.
“Alang, Cui Qiao is here.”
“He was smart enough not to wait for the truth before sending someone to look for him.”
Li Linfu retreated to Xi Xun, and sent people to scold Chen Xilie, and then summoned Cui Qiao to see him.
Everyone is wearing purple robes, and Cui Qiao's family background is so famous that even Li Linfu removed the screen and welcomed him in person.
“The right minister is too solemn, I can’t bear it... I really can’t bear it.”
What else can Mr. Cui not take care of?"
Cui Qiao looked bitter and said straight to the point: "I'm here today to give an explanation to the Prime Minister."
Li Linfu knew as soon as he heard this that the matter was not as simple as Cui Qiao dealing with Xue Bai without authorization.
“Many people came to me and asked me to stop Xue Bai from winning the ranking and teach him a lesson.”
“Who is there?”
“In addition to several prominent families who hope to have disciples on the list, a few princess consorts who have a grudge against Xue Bai, and Duke Zhang of Shangzhu Kingdom...Under the heavy pressure, I really have no choice but to do anything.”
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There is a luxurious house on the bank of Qujiang River, which is a secret gambling house.
Ever since Da Xi Yingying left the support of King Shou, she became a slave betraying her master in the eyes of powerful gamblers. Her gambling house has plummeted, and now there is a new gambling house to attract the powerful.
Zhang Si gambled all night, and only yawned in the early morning. When he returned to his mansion in a carriage and passed Xiuzheng Square, suddenly, there was a sound of slapping outside the carriage.
“Who doesn’t open his eyes?!“
Zhang Si immediately got angry and opened the curtain to look, only to see four strong masked men holding big sticks beating her guards.
At this surprise, she couldn't help but be shaken out of her wits, and exclaimed: "There is someone coming! Where is the patrol...ah!"
A big man had already reached into the car, grabbed her hair and dragged her out.
Don't touch me! I'll give you money...
“Who told you to come to our sworn brother?!”
“Ah! What?” Zhang Si was stunned, “Who?”
“Xue Ling, who asked you to find him?!”
Zhang Si couldn't help but be surprised. He didn't expect that Xue Ling, who was begging for nothing, would have such a desperate friend. He couldn't help but said: "He...he owes me a thousand guan."
“Looking for him just because of this little money?!”
“This little money? I...I...
“Hey, this bitch doesn’t tell the truth, so she’s in trouble!”
No! Please...I am telling the truth, he really owes me a thousand dollars...
“Fart! We are having a great time in the mountains. You stupid bitch can spread the word and trick my brother into returning to Chang’an?”
“No, no...my husband came up with the idea. He was drinking with his friends. When he talked about it, someone came up with a way...
What I said is real!"
“Which friends?“
"Many people." Zhang Si couldn't remember, and cried: "We are all friends with ministers, princes and princesses, just those people... They should be the princess's consort who has trouble with Xue Ling's son, my son
I was so drunk that night that I don’t remember anything.”
When she said this, one of the four big men said: "Ah, by the way, her sister is the Crown Princess. If the Crown Prince wants to find my brother, just kill her!"
“Prince? I’m scared to death. I’m going to die!”
"No!" Zhang Si was shocked and cried: "It's not the prince! It's just a matter of owing money, really!"