Chapter two hundred and twentieth: fame is empty
Late at night, in a room in a government office.
"Mr. Wang, 84 people who won the provincial examination list have already written the book, but there are still three people who have not written it for a long time. The governor has asked when to write it." An official walked into the room and asked Wang Qian.
Hearing the official's words, Wang Qian frowned slightly, then waved his hand and said, "Tell the governor that there will be another stick of incense, let him wait."
"Okay, the official will go and talk to the governor now." The official bowed and left the room.
After the official withdrew, Wang Qian turned to look at the others and said, "What do you think of the top three? Tell me."
When he heard what Wang Qian said, he immediately fell into silence in the field, and hesitated.
But the silence was broken before it was broken.
An official walked up and bowed to Wang Qian and said, "Mr. Wang, the top three A are 36, Ding 53, and C5. Now we only need to rank among these three people.
Among them, A Thirty-six has outstanding literary talent and extremely accurate grasp of the meaning of the classics. Their strategies are even more clever and more desirable. But he has one weakness, that is, his sharpness is revealed and he has too many treacherous thoughts.
Among the other two, Ding Wushisan is very talented in writing, and the answers to the classical meanings also opened my eyes. However, the strategy theory is a little different from the other two, and he is a little young and energetic, which is too natural.
As for the person Bingwu…”
Speaking of Bingwu, the official hesitated for a moment and hesitated: "This person's explanation of the meaning of the classics is very good. The five-character and eight-rhyme poem is refreshing, and the strategy theory is not bad. However, in his strategy theory, the view of the heroes using martial arts chaos and bans, he is sorry that the officials do not agree with it.
After all, this view is too shocking. Nowadays, warriors in the world have never had the idea of martial ethics.
So although it is extremely wonderful, it is unrealistic and even worse than Ding Wushisan.
The lower officials believe that A is the first place in 36, C is the second place in 55, and D is the third place in 53."
Wang Qian nodded slightly and then said, "In other words, if Bing Wu is not flawed in this question, then should he be Jie Yuan, right?"
Hearing what he said, the other officials hesitated and nodded one after another.
"Then the flaw is your own thoughts?" Wang Qian's face gradually became serious, and then he snorted coldly: "Pediatric, do you know that this exam should be fair. What do you want to do if you impose too many of your thoughts on it?
I have also read this article of his strategy. There are reasons and results in the latter. It is clearly written. You tell me that you deny this work just because you think you can't succeed? Yes? Hum?"
As soon as Wang Qian finished speaking, he glanced at everyone coldly.
When other officials saw him, they felt cold sweat on their foreheads, which was indeed their problem.
Seeing their reaction, Wang Qian's expression was slightly slower, nodded, and then said, "Whether you can do it, it doesn't matter if you say it, I don't matter if I say it. You have to do it before you know it. And based on the answering ideas of this paper, the causes and consequences, and the literary talent, there is no problem.
That's it. B5 is Jie Yuan in this provincial examination, Jia 36 second, Ding 53 third, and the remaining seven people are Ya Yuan in this provincial examination. What do you think?"
"Yes." The officials nodded one after another.
"Then everyone, let's open the name and copy the roster." Wang Qian waved his hand and said.
"Yes." Everyone agreed.
Then the three papers were kept in the paste were revealed, revealing the names of Li Si, Zhang Yuan and Qin An.
After revealing the names, someone wrote the names of the three people on the list in turn.
"Li Si..." Seeing the number one name on the list, Wang Qian frowned slightly. He remembered that he had heard his niece say that the one who accompanied her was a scholar named Li Si.
As he thought of this, he had a strange thought. If this person was really Li Si who came with his niece, he would be destined to be. Then, in the future, he would be betrothed to him with his niece and use this as a bond, and perhaps he could support each other in the court.
But Wang Qian did not express any of this in his heart. After all, Li Si is not qualified now and needs to become a Jinshi.
"It's a bit troublesome." Suddenly, a sigh came from the side.
But the sigh came out, and no one else could hear anything, as if he hadn't heard it at all.
At this time, the middle-aged Confucian scholar who heard the sigh stood up and turned to the pale man beside him and said, "I need your help this time."
"A trivial matter." The pale-faced man shook his head, then took out the bamboo tube and tapped it gently.
"Do!" A crisp sound rang in the room.
After the sound rang out, the people in the field immediately froze and remained motionless, as if time had stopped.
After seeing the person in the venue not moving, the middle-aged Confucian scholar smiled slightly and bowed to the pale-faced man.
Then he walked to Li Si's paper, stretched out his hand, and placed it in the air.
As his hand stretched out, test papers with Li Si's name flipped one after another, and then the names written on it began to twist and gradually became the word Zhu Jian.
Then he walked to the roster, used the same trick again, and changed the first place to Zhu Jian's name.
"Okay." After doing all this, the middle-aged Confucian scholar turned around and nodded to the pale-faced man.
Seeing him nodding, the pale-faced man nodded, and then he beat the light gong twice...
"Dong...Dong..."
When the first knock was knocked, everyone in the field showed a confused look in their eyes, as if they were half asleep and half awake.
When the second knock was knocked, the confused look in the eyes of the people in the field dissipated and they immediately woke up.
After waking up, everyone was busy with their own things, as if nothing had happened just now.
"Zhu Jian..." Wang Qian looked down at the name on the list, frowned slightly, then pondered for a while, and whispered: "Good literary."
He was a little confused, always feeling something was wrong, as if he had forgotten something, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
And I just heard the sound of a call update. You should know that the call update was only finished before.
"This person has some wisdom." The pale-faced man said lightly.
Hearing his words, the middle-aged Confucian scholar nodded and said, "The City God has paid attention to him. If there is no accident, this person will become a City God."
"Yes." The pale-faced man showed surprise, and then nodded.
"Let's go, now that the provincial examination has been completed, I should report to the City God." The middle-aged Confucian scholar said.
Then the two of them came out through the wall and disappeared.
Chapter completed!