When the bell rang at the end of the literary test, all the test papers appeared in the review hall. Each test paper was automatically bound into a volume, with the name and number written on the cover. There were six reviewers sitting at the head of the hall, and they were only responsible for the decision-making part.
There are fixed answers to the first two parts of the literary test, so there is no need to bother with deliberation. A few low-level disciples took the magic weapon and scanned it, and the score was automatically obtained.
The six reviewers are all highly skilled, and multitasking is just a basic skill. At this time, each of them had multiple test papers spread out in front of them at the same time. The few were seven or eight, and the most were more than a dozen. The monk even spread out twenty test papers at the same time.
, if it doesn’t take a cup of tea, just change another batch.
In the eyes of these reviewers, grading is not a difficult task. Candidates are only children after all, and it is good if the policy and discussion can be written according to historical facts. There are only a few who can be original, and those who can justify themselves are even rarer.
In the literary test, the performance of the children of wealthy families is obviously much better. After all, they have the guidance of masters and started early. At the same time, the literary test has been conducted for hundreds of years, and many wealthy families know the general test scope. There are many teachers who specialize in it.
You become famous by passing the questions in the literary test. After becoming famous, you will naturally be recruited by wealthy families.
The reviewers were very fast in grading the papers, and it took less than an hour to finish reviewing all the papers.
As he watched, the old scholar suddenly slammed the table and said angrily: "This is nonsense!"
Why are you so angry when you are just evaluating a paper?
The other reviewers looked over and saw that the old scholar was looking at Wei Yuan's test paper, so they reached out and pulled out Wei Yuan's test paper and read through it each.
The young monk tapped the handrail lightly, and while reading the test paper, he said: "The answers to this letter about recruiting talents are quite novel. Well, it is a bit interesting to use people with virtue in order to govern the world, and to use people with virtue in troubled times."
Liu Sigu looked around and said in a deep voice: "The sages have long said that people must be based on virtue. This guy is not from my Confucian family. If he can insist on hiring people based on virtue, then that's it. I will take a high look at him.
But how can one use virtue at one time and use virtue at another? The teachings of saints are timeless, so how can they be swayed from side to side? If such behavior is not punished severely, I am afraid it will be difficult to convince the public!"
A middle-aged Confucian scholar who is also from the Four Saints Academy also said: "Old Liu's words are a bit harsh, but the truth is correct. The regulations encourage people not to use tricks, but it does not mean that they can deviate from the truth and put forward some fallacies. Since this son has something to do with Taichu Palace,
I wonder what Brother Fufeng thinks of the entanglement?"
The Taoist looked at the two Confucian scholars and gradually frowned.
The old Confucian suddenly sneered and said: "There seems to be a lot of involvement in Taichu Palace this year. If my eyes become dim after a while and my writing loses its importance, please don't be surprised, Junior Brother Fufeng."
What the old Confucian said is very clear. This time, five families are vying for three spots in Taichu Palace. As a reviewer, Fufeng Taoist is naturally at the forefront of the storm. Some need to be supported, some need to be suppressed slightly, and some need to be impartial.
The Taoist priest has long been in trouble because of his impartiality and subtlety. If Liu Sigu really makes random changes and ruins the important affairs of the family, the Taoist priest will be the one to bear the punishment.
Therefore, although the Taoist was angry in his heart, he could only remain calm on his face and said: "Justice is what it is."
The old scholar nodded with satisfaction and gave Wei Yuan two sentences of approval: Di B, eight.
In the strategy section, the top frame is twenty, and with this eight points, Wei Yuan is immediately knocked out of the blessed area.
The other reviewers did not say much and continued to correct the papers in their hands. After a while, the summary of each department was completed, and a line of small words appeared on the stone tablet:
Wei Yuan, Di Jia, 19.
This nineteen points is added to the scores from the previous two parts. Wei Yuan scored ten points in the first two parts of the literary test, which no one can do anything about. Wei Yuan finally got nine points in the policy review twenty points, totaling nineteen points.
It was quiet at night, but the lights were still on in a side hall.
Sun Yu was sitting at the table, looking at the time from time to time, with a gloomy expression on his face. At this moment, the palace door was suddenly pushed open, and Zhang Sheng walked in.
When Sun Yu saw it was Zhang Sheng, he was immediately shocked and said, "Why are you out of seclusion now? Don't you have to wait until tomorrow's martial arts test to get out of seclusion?"
Zhang Sheng's face looked obviously pale at this moment and he said: "I am always a little uneasy, so I paid a price to leave the test early. Now that the Dao and Literary Tests are over, how is Yuan'er's score?"
"I'm also waiting for the results. They should be out now." Sun Yu called a young Taoist priest and said, "Go and get the results of the Dao test and the literary test."
The young Taoist priest was startled and said hurriedly: "This seems to be against the rules."
Sun Yu's face was stern and he said coldly: "You are trying to push back on such a trivial matter, but you look down on me, Xuanming Palace? If you don't want to go, then I will go get it myself. Afterwards, I will give you a bad rating in this unified examination, so you can
Just wait and work as a handyman for another thirty years!"
The young Taoist priest was so shocked that he did not dare to say anything more and hurried away.
While waiting, Sun Yu gave the essay test questions to Zhang Sheng. Zhang Sheng glanced at it and his expression softened, saying: "Although the essay test questions this time are strange, they are actually not difficult. With Yuan'er's skill, even if he takes
If you don’t get a perfect score, it will be at least twenty-nine or even twenty-eight.”
After a while, the handyman Taoist returned, placed a piece of jade paper in front of Sun Yu, and said: "This is the result of the Taoist literary test. I copied it secretly. Senior Brother Sun, please don't tell others, otherwise I will
I'm going to be kicked out of the palace."
Sun Yu waved the young Taoist priest out, and then handed the jade paper to Zhang Sheng. Zhang Sheng took it and looked at it, and immediately frowned. Sun Yu knew something was wrong, so he came over to take a look.
The first place on the report card is Li Zhi, with a score of 38 in the Dao test and a score of 30 in the Literary test, with a total score of 68. The second place is Bao Yun, with a score of 40 in the Dao test and 27 in the Literary test, with a total of 67 points.
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Zhang Sheng read the names one by one, and did not see Wei Yuan's name until the end of the first page. Sun Yu was also very surprised. There were thirty people on the first page of the list, and Wei Yuan did not even make it into the top thirty. He entered Taichu.
The palace is no longer possible.
Zhang Sheng's face was livid, and he kept scrolling down. After flipping through three pages in a row, he saw Wei Yuan's name. Wei Yuan scored a total of forty-nine points in the essay test, ranking ninety-fifth among all candidates.
Sun Yu frowned. Not to mention entering the Immortal Sect, this score was a long way from Dongtian. At this point, it was meaningless to take the martial arts test or not.
Zhang Sheng calmed down at this time. He carefully looked at Wei Yuan's sub-scores and closed his eyes in deep thought.
After a while, Zhang Sheng just opened his eyes and said calmly: "Even if I only taught him for six months, he would still get more than 19 points in the literary test. The basic luck is just the first level, haha, the second level... good, very good
!Senior brother may not know that Yuan'er's basic luck is only a hair behind mine."
Zhang Sheng slowly put the transcript on the table and said solemnly: "If I, Zhang, take the road test and only get the first grade, will anyone dare to take the top grade?"
Sun Yu didn't know what to say, so he just sighed: "Junior brother, calm down, this, this matter..."
"Since the methods are so despicable, there is no need for me to give them face!"
Zhang Sheng stood up and walked out of the hall. Sun Yu could not stop him, so he could only shout: "Junior brother, what do you want to do?"
Zhang Sheng's voice came from far away in the night:
Chapter completed!