I remember the top ten names on the red list. Looking further down, the names are very unfamiliar, and there don't seem to be any historical celebrities.
The work of the Ministry of Personnel is very detailed. It conducts a comprehensive evaluation of each Jinshi's files and examination results, and makes different appointment orders accordingly, along with suggestions discussed by the Ministry of Personnel. I read these documents carefully.
Just a few adjustments have been made to the personnel who enter the Ministry of Commerce. Try to have a Jinshi from every place to work in the Ministry of Commerce. Economic development needs to be carried out in various places simultaneously. These twenty people can return to their respective places after they are successful.
My hometown has been a blessing.
While I watched, I enjoyed Quanjiu's shoulder massage.
When I saw Fan Fenjin, the 58th candidate, I thought of the poor older candidate that day. Could it be him?
"Jiu'er, this Jinshi is very perseverant, look at it."
Quan Jiu picked up the memorial and read: "Fan Fenjin, a 42-year-old native of Putian, Fujian Road, has participated in the joint examination eight times. His personality is upright and pedantic, and his family is poor. He makes a living by the needlework of his wife and eldest daughter.
This time, the Ministry of Civil Affairs appointed him as the Collector of the Ministry of Commerce, with the title of Sixth Grade."
"Eight times in a row. The best time of my life has been spent studying for exams. I am like a contemporary Fan Jin who passed the exam."
"Well, the official family." Quan Jiu asked, "I just don't know what Fan Jin is in the exam?"
I smiled and said, "Well, this is a story I heard before. It tells a story about a student who studied hard for decades and finally passed the exam in high school. However, on the day when the exam was released, he went crazy after learning that he had won the exam.
I’ll tell you in detail when I have time.”
"Well, it sounds very interesting. This imperial examination does have advantages and disadvantages."
"Haha, Jiu'er, it's rare for you to have such insight. When Shen Yiqiu arrives, I will make careful plans for this university and open up more paths for students all over the world."
"The ideas of the official family are always unexpected. When my father was still alive, he also talked about the shortcomings of the imperial examination, but he always regretted that there was no good solution. Today, the official family's initiative to create a university has actually pointed out the disadvantages of the imperial examination for scholars all over the world.
There is a clear path, Jiu'er, Jiu'er also thanks the officials for her father."
I suddenly felt a little wet on my face: "Jiu'er, you..."
"Ah, Guanjia, Jiu'er missed her father and couldn't hold it back for a while, Guanjia, no wonder." Quanjiu's pretty face was filled with tears, and she reached out to wipe away the tears that fell on my face.
"Jiu'er." I grabbed Quan Jiu's little hand, turned around and held her in my arms, whispering, "How can I blame you?"
"Guanjia." Quanjiu put her arms around my neck and shouted in a low voice.
I looked at Quan Jiu with pity, and saw two lines of obvious tears on her fair and tender face, and felt an inexplicable pain in my heart. I don't want to see women shed tears, especially my own woman, just like Le Lingshan back then. I always thought
, Men should not make their women cry. I lowered my head suddenly and kissed Quan Jiu on the face, instantly kissing away the tears on her face, "Jiu'er, my dear, you are my woman, and I treat you every day.
If you don't care enough, I shouldn't make you cry."
"Guanjia, Jiu'er, Jiu'er, I..."
Quan Jiu seemed a little excited and speechless. Her lips met mine and pressed tightly against mine.
My heart trembled, and I suddenly felt two different breaths running around uncontrollably in my body. I felt a vague pinprick pain in many joints, and my thoughts immediately began to become confused.
"Hisugi, I will never make you cry again."
"Husband, I know, I remembered a past incident and couldn't help it."
"Since it is the past, let it pass. Now that I am here, I will not let the woman I love shed tears. I will kiss your tears away for you."
"Brother, you are so kind."
"Guan Jia, I love Jiu'er." Quan Jiu murmured while kissing her.
Lingsugi and Quanjiu are two women from different time and space intertwined.
I hugged Quan Jiu and responded deeply to his sweet and passionate kiss.
In an instant, I couldn't seem to remember where I was, and I felt that time and space were out of order. I took off Quan Jiu's clothes a little savagely, as if I had become the dissolute and unscrupulous Prince Zhao Yu again.
Quanjiu tried his best to cater to me, and kept stroking my body with his hands. His breath gradually became thicker, which increased my desire. Is this madness for Quanjiu, or despair for Lelingshan? I am Zhao Yu,
Or Huyan? I can't tell, and I don't want to tell. I just feel that my brain is in chaos, just like the situation when I just traveled through time, as if I am about to collapse.
Is it the dragon's breath that's flowing?
So, what is another breath?
Fortunately, these two breaths are very weak, and I can still bear the pain of acupuncture.
One moment I thought I was holding Quan Jiu, the other moment I thought it was Le Lingshan, and occasionally it turned into Fang Ling. I was in a trance, over and over again, and after a long time, I fell asleep in a daze.
I don’t know how long it took, but I heard someone say in my ear: “Guan family, it’s time to get up.”
"What time is it?" I turned over and asked.
"What time is it? It's half past midnight, so we have to go to court early."
"Morning?" I suddenly remembered that I am the emperor and have to go to work. Hey, it seems that the emperor is really hardworking.
I got up and put on my clothes and said, "Jiu'er, you can sleep a little longer. I'll go to court first."
Quan Jiu was lying on the bed, looking exhausted but smiling sweetly: "Well, the official family, Jiu'er knows."
In the afternoon, the weather gradually improved, and the long-lost sun also showed a little smile.
"Xiao Qi, first go to Shifeng Commercial Bank to pick up Miss Fang, and then go to see the martial arts exam."
The archery and horse examination of the martial arts examination is held at the imperial guard station, which is where the Young Guard recruits for the first time.
"Miss Qiu'er is here too."
Fang Ling smiled and said: "Yes, brother, Sister Wang stays at home every day, so I asked her to come out with her."
"Qiu'er has met Mr. Huyan." Wang Qiu'er said with a slightly red face.
"Well, let's go and have a look together."
Fang Ling smiled and said: "The weather has improved in the afternoon, which is very suitable for watching a fist fight."
The exam is divided into two parts, one is the archery and horse riding test, and the other is the martial arts competition. The test on bow and horse riding and archery has been conducted in the morning. In the end, nearly 300 candidates passed the test. These qualified candidates will take part in the martial arts test in the afternoon.
Those who get the top 64 in the test can advance to the martial arts examinations of literary examination, art of war and strategy.
According to the rules, as long as they win two games in a row, they will pass, and the players who pass will go into the qualifying round.
When we arrived, the qualifying round of the martial arts test had ended. The sixty-four qualified contestants were drawn for the qualifying round. The ranking of the martial arts examination was based on a comprehensive evaluation of three aspects, among which the proportion of strategy and theory of war was
The most important. The number of people who can win the title of martial arts is set at 30 this year, which is half less than the civil examination.
The venue for the martial arts qualifying competition is similar to today's arena, there are two in total.
I found a venue far away from the examiner and with fewer onlookers, and started reading.
Fang Ling felt strange why he didn't go to a busy place to see it, but Fang Ling didn't ask any more questions.
There are three examiners in each venue, sitting on the front edge of the ring. One of the examiners stood up and shouted: "The first round of the Group B martial arts qualifying competition has begun. In the first match, candidate Tao Peng vs.
Jiang Xiaoliang. Both parties are not allowed to intentionally seriously injure their opponents, let alone kill them. Violators will be disqualified from the exam. The one with the fewest marks on his body or the one who knocks his opponent to the ground within one stick of incense wins. Start."
The two candidates whose names were called walked onto the stage, each holding a stick with a piece of cloth stained with white ash at both ends. The two nodded in greeting, then unfolded the sticks and fought together.
Fang Ling stood next to me, acting as my commentator. Fang Ling was articulate and an expert himself, so he spoke eloquently. Fang Ling's knowledge of martial arts was indeed extraordinary. Even Yuan Ji next to him nodded frequently.
The sticks came back and forth, and Tao Peng was clearly superior in skill and quickly won without counting any points.
Listening to Fang Ling's explanation, even Wang Qiuer, who was not familiar with martial arts, watched with interest.
The game went very quickly, and before we knew it, we had reached the end of the first round.
"The last match of the first round of Group B, candidate Shi Yuqi versus Zhou Wenping."