Chapter 567 What can King Wu do

After writing, Wang Ping'an put the pen on, waved to the master of the exam, Wailang, and said, "Take it and write a comment to the adults!"

The examiner Wailang opened his mouth and couldn't close it any longer. He thought to himself: "It's so satisfying, it's all done with a stroke of his pen? At least you can turn over the paper and show it out!" He held the test paper in his hand and presented it to the Minister of Rites.

The Minister of Rites rubbed his forehead and thought to himself: "If this method of plagiarism is used, it is estimated that the Jinshi exam will be completed in two days, and the speed of grading the Chuangye Examination is the best!"

He spread the test papers on the table and looked at them carefully. In fact, when Di Renjie answered the questions, he had paid special attention. He had read them roughly, and his poems were just fine. The current affairs theory was written well, and his level was far superior to other scholars. He did not look like an article he knew about the test questions on the spot and wrote on the spot.

Even if he thought with his feet, he understood that Wang Ping'an must have leaked the test questions and told Di Renjie in advance thesis topic. Otherwise, it would be a joke. Even if he, the Minister of Rites, could not have made such a good article within the same time.

But what can I do? Who asked Xiao Di to have a good brother? Who asked the emperor to go to inspect and praised Di Renjie in public! The emperor had already commented and said it was eye-catching. If others didn't say it bright enough, wouldn't they be lying!

After reading the paper once, the grammar is smooth, there are no typos, and there are no traces of correction. The Minister of Rites is just a good person. He picked up his pen and wrote three words under Wang Ping'an's comments, which is wonderful and wonderful!

After writing, the examiner Wailang was sent back to Wang Ping'an for reading.

Wang Ping'an read the comment and smiled: "Sir, we heroes have the same views as each other. They all think that this test paper is the best test in the undergraduate degree!"

The examiner Wailang's mouth had just closed for a while and opened his mouth again, and he kept grinning until his cheeks, thinking to himself: "After only reading this test, I said this is the best!"

The Minister of Rites smiled and said, "What the prince said is very true. Even the emperor said the brilliant paper is naturally the best."

Pointing to Haohaohao and Miaomiao on the paper, Wang Ping'an said: "Our comment is this. Let's talk about it, how will Master Chu write his comment?"

The Minister of Rites blinked and thought to himself: "Where can I guess? Lord Chu will not scold us for being careless in the criticism of the case, it will be great!"

Wang Ping'an said: "He must criticize it, it's so good, so wonderful!" As he said that, he laughed.

The Minister of Rites curled his lips and thought to himself: "Nonsense, I want to follow your wishes. Could it be that Lord Chu also wants to follow your wishes? He is the real master. You are just like me, just two foils!"

As soon as he pressed his mouth, he said with a smile on his face: "It must be so, Lord Chu will definitely comment like this."

The two of them said a few words before they looked at other test papers again. Wang Ping'an was very good at doing things, and he didn't have to spend any money anyway. He should give him good comments and put the rankings forward, so he must mention them. He ordered someone to find Qiu Tingxuan's test paper, and took a look at it and shouted: "Okay, this test paper is also good, reasonable and well-founded, and every word is a rare masterpiece!"

After he finished praising the poem, he picked up his pen and wrote the comments, which were written just now. After he finished writing, he asked someone to send it to the Minister of Rites.

The examiner Wailang had closed his mouth and was not surprised by the fact that he was not surprised by his honor and disgrace. He calmly presented the paper to the Minister of Rites.

The Minister of Rites thought to himself: "Is it another person you want to take care of? If you take care of this method, the quota of Jinshi is not enough for you to take care of. You might as well write a comment alone. I will grind you ink."

After he opened the test paper, he started reading it. After a while, he nodded and said, "Yes, the two poems and essays are just the same, but this strategy is not necessarily inferior to the one just now. I believe that this scholar named Qiu has also participated in the disaster relief in Xuzhou, right?"

The paper clearly stated Qiu Tingxuan's hometown. He knew at a glance that this was Wang Ping'an's fellow villager in Xuzhou.

Wang Ping'an said: "Yes, he has also participated in the disaster relief work in Xuzhou. He empathized with it and knew the suffering of the victims, so the article he wrote naturally has a good idea. What do you think about this policy?"

The Minister of Rites thought to himself: "Even if you don't take special care, this person can win." He asked again: "Is this person a descendant of a famous scholar?"

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "Of course, his father is the founder of Xuzhou Daru and Xiantong Academy, and my mentor Qiu Wenpu!"

The Minister of Rites came out loudly and said with a smile: "It turns out to be Mr. Qiu's son. No wonder he could write such a good article, full of beautiful paper!" He picked up his pen and said: "Pick one in a hundred!" After writing, he asked someone to return the test paper to Wang Ping'an.

Wang Ping'an was very polite and put Qiu Tingxuan's paper under Di Renjie's paper, Xiao Di first and Xiao Qiu second.

He also asked the examiner Wailang to pick out a group of people he needed to take care of. This time he looked at it carefully. After reading it, he thought to himself: "Actually, they are all good, not as bad as they imagined. Could it be that they also guess the questions of the middle school entrance examination?"

It is better to travel thousands of miles than reading thousands of books. If you just answer questions based on your imagination, it is difficult to write well even if you have a high literary talent. But if you have experienced something personally and write a strategy based on something as the topic, even if the text is worse, the arguments and arguments are often in place. For policy arguments used in exams, these are basically enough.

Wang Ping'an wrote the comments this time, and only wrote them a little better, which could not be considered too much care, but he still asked someone to take these papers to the Minister of Rites.

There are also papers, why are there so many people to take care of? The Minister of Rites was very unhappy and very unhappy. If you take care of this method, then don’t just use articles to pick up scholars and directly restore the Nine-level Zhongzheng system. That’s all, you can’t compare who is more talented and learned, but only who is more official!

The establishment of the imperial examination system is to abolish the nine-rank Zhongzheng system. It cannot be said that if the old man is a big official, his son can become a big official. This is not only unfavorable to the country, but also unfair to the people.

The Minister of Rites is an important member of the country. Even if he flatters Wang Ping'an, there is a limit. It is impossible to slap Wang Ping'an's butt, and his own hands will be swollen!

After gritting his teeth, the Minister of Rites spread out the papers with a expressionless face. After reading them, he said, "The article is written fairly pertinently. But, how to say it, it is not eye-catching enough, and it can only be considered as a perfect match."

When he picked up his pen, he wrote a comment again, but it was still good. Finally, he left Wang Ping'an the last fig leaf, without slapping the table on the spot. But although it was good, it was not so good that when he saw his comment, he would think that he would point out the feeling of these people. The Minister of Rites handed over the final decision to Chu Suiliang. If Chu Suiliang also said that these papers were good, then he had nothing to say, giving Wang Ping'an a little last little face, and following the main intention, he pointed out these people.

After finishing the work, the Minister of Rites asked someone to return the paper to Wang Ping'an.

Wang Ping'an has always paid attention to his expression and knew in his heart that if he wants to be angry, he would turn against me. Yes, I, as the deputy examiner, made up the numbers. He is the real scholar who has learned to choose talents for the country. I can't do the word fairness, but he is trying hard to do it!

After looking at the comments of the Minister of Rites, he thought to himself: "I don't plan to save face for me anymore. However, don't worry about not having the chance to slap the table. I will give you a chance to slap the table hard!"

He also asked the examiner Wailang to take out three copies of the papers, which were the three people given to him by Li Ke, and they were all the three people who were used to frame him after Changsun Wuji's opponent.

After spreading out the three papers, Wang Ping'an didn't even read them. Before the Minister of Rites slapped the table, he started to take a photo and shouted: "Oh, a good article, it's so good. This article is written without saying anything, just one word, okay!"

When he picked up his pen, he shouted: "For this paper, you need to give a good review, you have a quick mind and unparalleled intention. For this paper, you need to give a good review, you have a great talent and unparalleled power. For this third paper, you can write everything in everything and make you feel deafening." After writing, you asked the examiner Wailang to show the paper to the Minister of Rites.

The Minister of Rites was furious and almost picked up the inkstone on the table and hit Wang Ping'an's head. Is there any ending you, you have seen shameless people, you have never seen such shameless people, you have done this, it's too much!

The master's master's hands were trembling. There were only a few Jinshi places in total. Such a method of care cannot be used. Even if the prince comes in person, there are too many people who can take care of the law. Is this still an exam? You are allocating officials yourself. Is it your family who runs the imperial court?

The muscles on the face of the Minister of Rites twitched. He lived in his sixties and was an official for his whole life. He had seen countless shameless things, but today he understood one thing. There is no shamest, only shameless!

We must not continue like this. If we don’t stop it, he will definitely do something even more excessive. Let’s just stop it!

The examiner Wailang put the paper on the desk of the Minister of Rites and quickly stepped aside. He saw that the two deputy examiners had to be pinched together, so he had to stay away quickly to avoid a fire in the city gate and harming the fish in the pond.

The Minister of Rites looked at these three test papers with anger, and it would be fine if he didn't read it, but he became even more angry. This is also a good article? It's full of flattery, or a low-level one. If it's a good article, what would a bad article look like?

He picked up his pen and shouted: "How can I get this kind of article? The prince is not old, but he is dizzy? This paper is nonsense, this paper is nonsense, this paper is nonsense, this paper is purely nonsense!" After writing, he slapped the pen on the table and glared at Wang Ping'an.

The eyes of the Minister of Rites were full of anger, which meant: "Since you are shameless, I will not give you any more face!"

Wang Ping'an also stared at him and said to himself: "Thank you, you must not give me this face. If you give me this face, I will really have to find a place to cry!"

He pointed to the Minister of Rites and shouted, "Ye, you dare to give these three papers such comments, but you didn't change it quickly. If you don't change it, I will tell His Highness the King of Wu that you are unfair to review the papers!"

Ah, it turns out that it was the one who the King of Wu asked you to take care of. No wonder you worked so hard! The Minister of Rites slapped the table and shouted: "What can the King of Wu do? Even if you sue the emperor, I will not change it!" In anger, even the lower-ranking officials stopped claiming themselves, and even called themselves as theirs.

Wang Ping'an jumped up and said, "What can King Wu do? You said this. Do you dare to say it again?"

The test examiner Wailang next to him thought to himself: "It's been pinched, it's really pinched! It's so beautiful. You two swung your chair and smashed each other to see who's harder!"

Wang Ping'an and the Minister of Rites were like two cockfighting cocks. Suddenly someone said outside: "Prince, where are you inside?" His voice was hoarse, and he was a little eunuch.

Wang Ping'an immediately put down his cockfighting posture, smiled and said, "I'm in the house, what's the matter with me?"

The Minister of Rites closed his eyes, stabilized his mind, and his expression gradually returned to normal. Since the young eunuch came, it means that the emperor was looking for him. They had a big argument on the first day of the papers. Even if this matter could not be hidden, they had to inform Chu Suiliang first, and not let the emperor know directly.

"Can the villain come in?" The little eunuch walked in while asking, without any intention of stopping.

Wang Ping'an smiled and said, "It was the emperor who asked you to come. Is there anything wrong?"

The little eunuch came in and said with a smile: "Prince, the emperor said you are going there. I want you to accompany him to soak in the hot springs, but you can soak in Xingchen Soup!"

Xingchen Soup is an imperial hot spring. Only important officials can soak with the emperor, and others can only soak Shangshi Soup.

The Minister of Rites sighed in his heart and called Wang Ping'an, but he didn't call himself, but he was the one who did his job impartially!

Wang Ping'an turned out of the table and said, "Okay, I'll go now." He turned around and bowed to the Minister of Rites, and said with a smile: "Sir, I'll ask you here, thank you for your hard work."

The Minister of Rites stood up with a very "luxury" smile on his face, and said, "I'll leave it to the officials here. Please give it to the prince and the prince, so as to relieve fatigue. The officials will send you out of the hall." As he said that, he came out from behind the table and was about to send Wang Ping'an out.

Wang Ping'an hurriedly said, "Okay, sir, you are too polite, I'm really embarrassed."

The two were full of politeness, and the Minister of Rites still sent him to the door.

The examiner Wailang stood behind blankly, looking at their warmth, and sighed in his heart: "Look at me, I was like two cockfighting just now. In a blink of an eye, I became so intimate that I was like a relative of my parents. I changed my face faster than reading a book... Alas, how could I become a high-ranking official? If someone else had changed me, who could make my face so fast? From this we can see that the faster the face becomes, the bigger the official is!"

Wang Ping'an followed the little eunuch to Xingchentang, and he asked, "Why did the emperor think of asking me to serve him?"

The little eunuch smiled and said, "I didn't think of it... Of course I remembered the prince. The emperor valued you!" After a pause, he said, "That's the matter. Master Ma's neck hurts. I want to ask you to scrape him. If you mention it to the emperor, the emperor asked the villain to come and find the prince."
Chapter completed!