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Outside the southern wall of the Ministry of Rites, more and more young talents gathered.

The young talents who have seen the scope of the spring exam questions did not leave immediately. Now there are many students outside the southern wall of the Ministry of Rites, which happens to be a place to make friends.

Zhao Wujiang smiled with a smile on his eyes, gently swept across the young talents, and felt in his heart.

"Mr. Zhao, your age is similar to these students, but I entered the court early and did not have the opportunity to participate in the spring examination to show my talents..."

Lin Ruhai, the Minister of Personnel, looked at these energetic students and recalled the difficulties he had when he first entered the official career.

He failed the exam twice, and only made it on the list for the third time. He even made a lot of money and had to rely on a lot of connections before he entered the Sixth Department of the Shangshu. Then he climbed up step by step, reaching the current position of Minister of Personnel, with strong power.

Zhao Wujiang smiled:

"If I pass the imperial examination, it will be difficult.

I don’t know anything about Confucian classics, Taoism and academics..."

Lin Ruhai felt the noise of the students around him talking, and nodded to the polite people from time to time. He just thought Zhao Wujiang was humble, so he shook his head and smiled:

"Mr. Zhao, you can die in Chao Wen Daoxi, have you heard of such familiar words? Could it be that you have never heard of them?"

"I've heard of this..." Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows slightly and joked:

"I know the way to your house in the morning, and I will beat you to death at night...

I still understand this principle.”

Lin Ruhai was stunned, and then saw Zhao Wujiang's expression. He knew that he was joking about himself. He did not feel any grudges, but laughed happily.

He had a grudge against Zhao Wujiang, who had confronted and even humiliated him slightly, but he had been an official for many years and knew that there was no eternal enemy, only eternal interests.

Now the atmosphere between him and Zhao Wujiang can be eased, so naturally he feels like him. In his opinion, this is the basis for the two to cooperate more in the future.

"Uncle Lin, it's rare to be so happy today. My nephew dared to ask you for a poem to encourage us, hoping that my uncle will fulfill it."

A respectful voice sounded among the students. Lin Ruhai looked sideways and found that he was the descendant of an old friend, called Chen Shuwen, and he was also one of the candidates who will participate in the spring exam next year.

Chen Shuwen looked respectful and approached Zhao Wujiang and Lin Ruhai under the gaze of the crowd.

The reason why he spoke like this was actually the result of touching the abacus in his heart.

Lin Ruhai, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, had seen him several times in his father's study. He knew that this Secretary of State was knowledgeable and now appeared outside the southern wall of the Ministry of Rites. In his opinion, he must have come in place of the Minister of State of Rites.

He saw that Lin Shangshu and the man around him smiled brightly, and knew that Lin Ruhai was in a very good mood now, so he took this opportunity to make a request and let Lin Ruhai write a poem.

How could anyone refuse such an opportunity to show his saints in front of someone?

With the knowledge of the Minister of Personnel, the poems he wrote would not be bad. As long as he, Chen Shuwen, took the lead in complimenting, it would inevitably arouse compliments from other students, and Secretary Lin would definitely be happy at that time.

Then, the person who makes suggestions will also be rewarded and may be directly recommended to the court. After all, Shangshu Lin is in charge of the Ministry of Personnel and is well-known in the court.

Lin Ruhai narrowed his eyes slightly. Of course he could write poetry, but how could he do it in just a few breaths or a few cups of tea?

Does he not want to think? Now that he has been thinking in front of such a student for a long time, wouldn’t he lose face? But how can he do it without thinking?

He looked at the eyes of the students, and his left hand, which was behind him, became tighter and tighter. At the same time, he became nervous and wanted to punch Chen Shuwenbangbang twice.

How could he not understand Chen Shuwen's little thoughts? But now he is already on fire.

What should I do? Lin Ruhai exhaled slowly, his eyes turned, and his brilliance suddenly appeared, and he looked at Zhao Wujiang, who was as gentle as jade.
Chapter completed!