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Chapter 18 (3)

Shen Shiyun diligently stepped forward and beat her back, and smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you are the least qualified to say such things. Those who can participate in the palace examination are all elites who stand out from previous sessions. Every candidate has to study hard for at least ten years. When they answered the papers in the palace, they hollowed out the ink in their stomachs and tried their best. They were exhausted. This is not counting. The future career promotion is still unknown, and their destiny is in the hands of the examiner. It is not comparable to the emperor today and the emperor in the future, and there is no worries. You don't have to think about anything. As long as you sit with them on the dragon throne, your mentality is too leisurely. If you still complain, you will be a little unreasonable to those candidates."

Fulin smiled and said, "It's true, have you learned to say sarcastic? It's not hard to carry the load. If you really want to help me share the burden, it's better to help me finish this big stack of test papers, and be honest." Shen Shiyun said, "Okay." He reached out to take it. Fulin held her hand and pulled her into his arms, and said, "Don't make trouble. I'm joking with you. The imperial physician has also instructed you that you must rest during pregnancy and not be tired. But I have agreed in advance that I will drag you to help you when you are in the next palace examination, unless you are more angry and get pregnant with Longsi."

Shen Shiyun smiled and said, "You don't have any jokes. Besides, a few test papers are not considered a heavy physical work and cannot be tired. Do the emperor dislike me for not having enough knowledge?" Fulin said, "Okay, you are not afraid of being tired, but our son is not enough. Do you have the heart to exhaust him?"

Shen Shiyun said with a funny look: "He is not born yet, this is called "Nine Day". I really think about it. Well, does the emperor care about his concubines or your dragon son?" Fulin said: "Is my son your son? From your tone, is he eating the jealousy of his own flesh and blood? Don't worry, I will not care about you in the future." Shen Shiyun smiled and said: "You ask me for the advantage, I won't follow it."

Fulin said, "I am the emperor, and you have to rely on it if you don't follow it!" Feeling this sentence revealing a momentum of dominating the world. For the first time, I realized the might of being an emperor, and then I developed the passion and ambition to achieve great things, guide the country, and create great achievements. I was very happy and couldn't help laughing. Although Shen Shiyun was accompanied by laughter, there was a hint of alert in her smile. Then she said, "If you don't sharpen your sword, you will rust if you don't need it for a long time, don't you worry about your son being dull after birth?" Fulin said, "Your little mouth really makes me helpless. Do you dare to curse the future prince?"

Shen Shiyun is well aware of everything being appropriate. She is too rebellious and can easily make things worse. She pretends to be obedient and said, "Okay, you can just sit by and watch. Isn't it okay? According to the current system, copywriting is all about routines. You just need to distinguish the advantages and disadvantages in the selection of words and sentences and highlight the intention. Although it has some constraints on candidates, it greatly saves the time spent on paper markers and improves the efficiency a lot."

Fulin sighed: "So, how can we choose a good official with real talent?" After that, he started to read it. The title of this exam was "On the political affairs of emperors and the rise and fall of all dynasties". At first glance, it was relatively limited and easy to enter, but because the scope was too broad, it was too broad and it was very easy to fall into the clichés and it was extremely difficult to turn to the past. After half of the stack, it was all clichés, which made people drowsy.

Fulin sighed, and Shen Shiyun comforted: "In the past few years, wars were frequent, and a large number of pillars of the country were devoted to military affairs. It is not easy for the rest of the elderly, weak, women and children to seek peace and make their own lives. It is rare that there are still Confucian scholars who keep writing and writing. They are dedicated to studying the books of sages. The quality is inevitably worse and worthy of forgiveness."

Fulin looked unhappy and said, "It's not that the quality is poor. I think it's because of the talented people in the Central Plains who are intimate and do not want to be my official in the Qing Dynasty."

Shen Shiyun said: "That's that they don't know the current affairs. You think that those nerds are powerless and rely on a pen. They mourn their hometown and only know how to do some anti-poems and lyrics below. What kind of climate will they have? They will be regarded as a rebellion by the court, and will eventually lead to a whole family's execution, which is not worth the loss. It is better to get a good exam and become an official in the court. Then you can directly submit memorials to advise. Your Majesty, you are kind and wise, and you will adopt measures to benefit the country and the people, and it is much more cost-effective to him. If you don't even see these simple principles, you are just mediocre and mediocre, and you will not regret it." Fulin smiled bitterly and said: "I'm afraid that those people are not as smart as you."

After turning a few more pictures, the two of them lit up at the same time. The full text of this volume is written in neat small regular script with one centimeter square. The page of the volume is pleasing to the eye. The whole volume has 14 folds, each folded six lines, totaling more than 3,000 words. It elaborates on strategies to improve administration and promote the country and govern the country. It advocates "firmly established first" and "real politics will continue to promote" so that the world can be peaceful and happy. Although it is consistent with the eight-legged essay framework, it is true in the details, just like two people talking to each other, and the other is tempted and he is gradually convinced by him. Every time I read a sentence, I can't help but nod. Some ideas support it coincide with Shen Shiyun's timely mentioning it. At first glance, I really feel like I have a long drought and rain.

Fulin smiled and said, "This is also interesting. This person is known as yours." In order to show justice, he took out this volume and placed it on the side and read the few remaining copies roughly. However, with a first-class base, several vulgar articles were naturally unsightly. Then Shen Shiyun took the pen and ink, and Fulin personally mentioned the six words "First A, No. 1" at the beginning of the volume with a red pen, and put a large seal on the lower end. The two selected some of the other answer sheets that were more prestigious. The first two were respectively designated as "No. 1" and "Tanhua" according to the rules, and the order of the top seven of the second grade was officially designated.

After everything was finished, Shen Shiyun smiled and said, "Congratulations to the emperor. I am curious and want to see who this soulmate is named." At that time, in order to prevent the candidates from cheating, they still followed the "mi-feudal system" established by the Song Dynasty, and sealed the candidates' names and hometowns and replaced them with special symbols. In fact, such as mi-feudal seals, transcriptions, etc., in the late Northern Song Dynasty, they were just a formality.

Fulin smiled and said, "Before the day of singing, the examiners were not allowed to open the seal privately, but for you, I can only break this old rule." While scratching the seal, he said, "These scholars are locked in the room all day long and have little contact with the outside world. Therefore, before passing the exam, most of them are not famous. Even if they read it, they may not recognize it." Shen Shiyun pulled Fulin's sleeve and smiled and said, "I just want to see it. Although I have a thousand cups of wine, it is not easy to ask for this confidant."

The demolition of the seal was very fast. Soon, Shen Shiyun saw that the candidate was "Tang Yuancheng, a native of Chang'an, Shaanxi Province". She still remembered that before she entered the palace, she disturbed the government and escorted cannons to the battlefield to assist in the battle. The leader of Kongtong took a dangerous robbery in Chang'an, and once took the young man hostage, and later rescued him for Li Yijie and Chu Menglin. Thinking of the various things that happened when the five people were together, and remembering the first meeting of Chenxiangyuan, her heart was in a mess, unclear and complicated. She smiled and said with a forced smile: "It's a coincidence that I can't make a book. This candidate is indeed my old friend."

After talking about the general situation, Fulin also felt it happened and smiled and said, "It turns out that there is still this twists and turns. You saved my top scholar. What kind of reward do you want?" Pretending to ponder for a while, he said, "Yes, after I summoned ten new Jinshis and filled out the gold list, a grand ceremony will be held in the Hall of Supreme Harmony, and officially announced the ranking. Why don't you go with me and meet this soulmate and old friend? What do you think?"

Shen Shiyun was in power once, and her status was not the same as before. Everything was based on profit. The people she came into contact with were all relying on the high branches she had clapped and did not take the friendship in the past. But she could see that Fulin's proposal was not good enough to sweep away the emperor's pleasure, and pretended to be happy and clapped her hands and smiled: "It's great, I thank the emperor." Seeing that she was satisfied, Fulin really liked it and smiled: "It's too late today, I will stay in Yinxue Palace. Don't worry, I will send someone to report it to you." Shen Shiyun responded with a smile, and the two went into the bed to embrace each other.

The Yinxue Palace has not been peaceful recently. Since Luo Jin has known Jiang Liechen, he always wanders around the well if he has something to do, hoping to see him again. She once boasted about Haikou, saying that she would be able to steal confidential information within a few days, but Shen Shiyun stayed in the hall all day long and could not find a good opportunity. She was unwilling to accomplish anything and carefully read all the books left by Jiang Liechen. The clues of the incident have formed a clear context in his mind, and he has prepared enough paper and pen again. According to the original text, one stroke at a time, and his father-in-law copied it in a neat way.

This made her suffer. She was worried during the day and became suspicious. So she lie on the bed with her eyes wide open every night and stayed up until midnight. She thought that Shen Shiyun should be asleep. Then she gently put on her clothes and lit the candle to copy. Whenever she heard a little noise, she immediately blew out the candle, sat in the dark and listened with her ears, and dared to continue. After many days of successive days, she had to sort out all the major events. This perseverance alone was enough to be amazed.

However, after she decided to act as a meticulous work, her relationship with Shen Shiyun became increasingly alienated and she no longer had the same intimacy as before. Half of it was because she stood in a different position with her, she was ashamed and afraid, and on the other hand, she was no longer interested in her affairs. Fortunately, Shen Shiyun was busy with the death of the witch, so she didn't pay attention to her various abnormalities.

On this day, Luo Jin sneaked into the kitchen again and came to the courtyard. Suddenly, she heard a few faint sounds from the bottom of the well. She was overjoyed and rushed to the front and shouted, "Is there anyone? Is there anyone inside?" After hearing a * response for a long time, Luo Jin shouted anxiously: "Wait, I'll pull you up now!" Looking around, there was nothing available around, she turned around and ran into the kitchen, picked up a piece of thick hemp rope in the corner, returned to the edge of the well, tied one end of the rope to the nearby tree trunk, held it alternately, and threw the other end into the well. Soon she felt her hands tight, and then sank down slightly. Luo Jin hurriedly pulled it hard. As expected, someone was stepping on the stairs of the well wall, grasping the rope, and climbing up with difficulty. His whole body was covered with blood and mud. He didn't know whether it should be called a blood man or a clay man, and his hair covered his entire head and face. As soon as he left the well, he fell to the ground.

Luo Jin quickly supported him with his eyes and hands, saying, "You... how could you be so hurt?" He hugged him with heartache, lay on his back and choked up. However, when he heard the man's throat laughing blurredly, Luo Jin was suspicious, pushed him away with both hands, and pulled his hair away from his face. After careful examination, although the man's face was covered with blood, he could barely identify the general appearance. He immediately exclaimed: "Hu Wei? Why... how could it be you..." Hu Wei squeezed out a weak smile and said, "Miss Jin, it turns out that you care so much about me."

Luo Jin was embarrassed and jumped backwards. Thinking of her bold move just now, her face turned red and she said in surprise: "I... who... who cares about you? You have been missing for so long, I thought you had died long ago... No... No..." Unexpectedly, the more anxious you became, the more I couldn't explain it. Seeing that she rushed over and hugged her just now, her concern was overwhelming, and it seemed that it was sincere. She only felt anxious and forgot about her for a moment. After reacting, she felt shy and smiled and said: "This matter is hard to describe, but it's a long story..."
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