Gongyuan.

Xie Qian seemed a little uneasy, and his heart was tied to the palace.

However, the position of the chief examiner is of great importance, so Xie Qian dared not neglect it.

But this subject is a bit strange.

This strange feeling is very strong...

How strong is it? Xie Qian discovered that the answers he answered was perfect for dozens of papers.

This kind of perfection definitely does not mean that reading the article can make people amazed.

Instead, he found that you couldn't find any mistakes in almost every of these dozen test papers.

You can't applaud their running scripts, but they are upright and meticulous.

There is no typo in the whole text.

You should know that many candidates have only one day and are in a hurry to take the exam, so they occasionally have one or two typos. In fact... the examiner can understand it.

But these articles, without saying typos, don’t even have a trace of modification.

Of course, this is not the most important thing. Their problem solving is just right and can be said to be free to be released. After that, the questions, the stocks, the two stocks, the three stocks, and each paragraph, even the examiner who is picking in the exam can't find any problem.

Xie Qian is a talented person, after all, he is the top scholar.

But when he saw such a "neat" answer, he was a little confused.

Have a group of monsters emerged from this year's candidates?

All candidates have different knowledge and talents, and even emotions, good or bad. Because of this, examiners can read the nervousness of each candidate's answer sheet or the freedom behind some good articles.

But here, Xie Qian didn't read a little bit of emotion. He tried hard to pick some mistakes, but found that these articles were model essays. They should not be written by candidates at all, but eight-legged articles used to teach their children to read after countless revisions.

Xie Qian couldn't help but take a breath.

In fact, other examiners also found problems.

It's like they discovered something weird, because in their opinion, the test paper should not be perfect, and even if they spend a day doing the work, there will be loopholes.

So some people put in full force, hoping to find some flaws from this article.

More than a dozen examiners studied for a few days, but they didn't find any mistakes.

What's scary is that every word used in the article, even every rhyme, is just right, just like this word should be used here, even if the word used in the article is like this, there will never be any confusion.

The examiner Deng Yi was transferred from the Ministry of Rites. He was a second-class Jinshi in Chenghua. After trying hard to find the mistake, he found that he had failed. So he found Xie Qian and put the article on his desk: "These articles are too sophisticated. Xie Gong, this is no longer like an article written in one day, but like a piece of eight-legged essay. After countless people's additions and modifications, it was finally completed. Xie Gong, do you think there is a problem behind this?"

Xie Qian looked at Deng Yi: "The test questions were only thought out when I was about to take the exam. I never told anyone before playing the cards. If there is a problem, the problem will lie with me."

Deng Yi was startled: "The officials have no intention of doubting Xie Gong. Xie Gong is honest and unaware of anyone in the world."

Xie Qian was really not worried. Some people accused him of cheating. On the one hand, he was a Grand Secretary of the Cabinet and the chief examiner of this time. The person who could bribe Grand Secretary of the Cabinet was not born yet. Secondly, he was known for his integrity and integrity. Of course, the most important thing is that he believed that His Majesty would trust him unconditionally.

Xie Qian was silent for a moment: "Actually, if you don't say it, I will find it strange. In the past few days, I have deliberately asked everyone to review the papers a few more times. It is precisely because of this. If one or two such articles were published, it would be fine. After all, there are really such terrible masters in this world."

Deng Yi was silent: "I don't know what Mr. Xie has to do?"

Xie Qian smiled bitterly: "What else can you plan? These articles, which one is published, are perfect. The only disadvantage is that they feel...feel... By the way, my feeling is that their articles do not have any style."

Deng Yi nodded, "Yes, Mr. Xie's sentence has no style and is too accurate."

Xie Qian said again: "But, have you forgotten?"

"..." Deng Yi looked at Xie Qian, puzzled.

Xie Qian said lightly: "The original intention of the Eight-Legend Essay is to make words on behalf of the saints. How can you have your own ideas when making words on behalf of the saints?"

Deng Yi looked surprised, as if he suddenly thought of something.

Yes, the so-called eight-legged essay is to speak on behalf of the saint. In other words, when scholars do questions, they do not use their own tone, but use the tone of the saint to explain the topic.

In this way, these articles are the real eight-legged essays. On the contrary, all eight-legged essays before were not enough to make a statement for the saints. This is because other articles, whether good or bad, are inevitably added to the emotions of the candidates.

"As for what you ask me, what can I think, I am just an examiner. The examiner decides whether to accept the article based on the quality of the article. Wherever these articles are placed, they are qualified to be admitted. Not only that, they are also fully regarded as model essays... No matter how I look at it, they must be on the list."

Deng Yi smiled bitterly: "The officials are just worried that there will be rumors outside."

Xie Qian said: "If these articles fail, all these articles, whether those on the list or those who fail, need to be made public. If such articles fail, they will attract countless people's rumors. It doesn't matter, as long as there is no cheating, everything else is not what you and I think about."

"The official understands."

Xie Qian lowered his head, looked at the article on the desk, and smiled bitterly.

Why……

This list may...become arousing fierce discussions from all over the world again.

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Zhu Houzhao brought the bowl into the silkworm chamber. In this silkworm chamber, after a surgery, the Tatars gradually recovered lay flat, with his "waist" on the side.

This is the fourth Tatar.

Except for the first one who died of death, the other three were pretty well-deserved.

Zhu Houzhao then realized that there were blood vessels in the body, so he specially made a hemostatic forceps to stop bleeding. Not only that, alcohol has a great effect. During the operation and later treatment process, timely disinfecting their bodies with alcohol can greatly increase their chances of survival.

Of course, the incision is also very important when performing an operation. The incision must not be too large, otherwise the bleeding will not be stopped. Therefore, he only needs to make a small cut, and on the basis of this small cut, he will complete the removal of his waist.

There are many things to pay attention to when sewing wounds. The stitching does not have to be fancy, it is better to be simple and straightforward.

The postoperative silkworm room is also the key, so people should not come in easily. After a few days, the injured area was bandaged and the person gradually became awake, so it was almost done.

Of course... the choice of timing is also very important. It is best to do surgery in winter. Under low temperatures, the success rate of the surgery is very high, and the chance of postoperative maintenance is much higher.

When he held the knife for the first time, Zhu Houzhao was still worried and always thought it was extremely difficult, but now, while he was eating noodles rustlingly, he looked down at the patient's subsequent recovery.

The recovery is pretty good, and it will be a good idea to dig coal in the future.

He finished the noodles and the surgery he was going to do today was of great importance and was a real intestinal paralysis.

Having intestinal paralysis is almost like death, so anyone who has this disease has almost bought a coffin and prepared for funeral.

When I learned that I might have some help, the instinct of survival immediately gained the upper hand.

The patient's name is Qian Xian, an ordinary small vendor. He has almost eaten anything in the past two days, but he drank some porridge, then washed it clean and tied up in the next silkworm room.

Zhu Houzhao had enough food and drink, and then went to the disinfection room next to him.

Here, there is a strong smell of alcohol.

However, Zhu Houzhao has become accustomed to it.

Fang Jifan, wearing goggles and masks, had been waiting here for a long time. As an "assistant", Fang Jifan was a little miserable. He had to be responsible for cleaning and disinfecting, waiting for the uncle Zhu Houzhao to come.

Zhu Houzhao stood still. In order to prevent the anesthesia of Shrimp Soup from being poor, after Qian Xian took Shrimp Soup, Fang Jifan directly stuffed his mouth with a towel.

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan cooperated very well.

Zhu Houzhao took the lead and said: "Knife."

Fang Jifan handed the disinfected knife on it.

Zhu Houzhao was familiar with the path, quickly pointed and slashed her hips around her, and easily slashed her.

Qian Xian, who was anesthetized, seemed to feel the pain, shuddered, woke up, and then made a whimpering sound.

He is here to treat the disease, but... why do you feel like this is killing people, and you are the kind that doesn't leave a whole body for him?

If a dying person wants to survive, this is instinct. But even if he cannot survive, he hopes to keep a whole body, so that he can have a complete body when he is reincarnated in the next life.

He began to struggle, but unfortunately he had already been tied up tightly.

Zhu Houzhao lowered her head and didn't even look at him.

But Fang Jifan whispered the sweat on his forehead: "Don't make trouble, be careful to cut off the lifeline at the same time."

“…”

The world is quiet.

Although Qian Xian was still whimpering and wanted to scream, at least he did not struggle.

Zhu Houzhao said to the other party Jifan: "Hemostatic forceps."

Fang Jifan quickly delivered it to him.

Zhu Houzhao, who was behind the goggles, had no trouble in his eyes. He probably stopped bleeding. Then, he put out some of the "waist" clamps. This waist was obviously much worse than the Tatars. The Tatars' waist was very fresh, and it would be better not to mention this waist.

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