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Volume 1 Anchang City God Chapter 234 Result

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    Although most of the questions were expected, and Yang Yun was quite confident, how could he dare to be careless when it related to his future future?  Quickly grind the ink, roll out the white scroll, ponder for a moment, and then start writing.  £à£à There are a lot of blank test papers on the seats, so you don¡¯t need to consider every word, which saves time. You just need to verify it again at the end and copy it to the test paper.  Yang Yun was immersed in the sea of ??questions composed of classics and history, thinking hard, and before he knew it, the sun was in the middle.  "It's noon! Let's take a break for dinner!" It wasn't until the invigilator's voice came that Yang Yun woke up unconsciously. At this time, he looked at the desk and saw that there was an extra bamboo basket beside him. He thought it was from a clerk.  Let go, indulge yourself in the article, and you just discovered it now.  When I opened it, the aroma of food hit my face, and my stomach growled.  ????????????????????????????????????: There are several scallion pancakes placed in the basket. They are baked slightly golden and exude an alluring aroma, making people salivate.  This basket is relatively small. Apart from the scallion pancakes, it only has a few steamed buns and a pot of water.  Yang Yun knew that farmers and scholars were weak and would easily get into trouble if they ate greasy food, so the examiner only took these exams.  Because he was sitting in the cubicle, he didn't know what the other scholars were like, and Yang Yun didn't care about it. He figured that the time was enough, so he stopped writing and started to have lunch. It was still early for the end. If he didn't eat something now, he would be hungry in the afternoon.  I'm dizzy and don't even have the strength to lift a pen. How can I take the exam?  Yang Yun¡¯s own family is not rich either. He went through a hard time when he was young. He doesn¡¯t think these dry biscuits and steamed buns taste bad, but he doesn¡¯t know who the real family members are.  How do you feel about it?  After eating and taking a short rest, Yang Yun returned to intense writing.  It¡¯s afternoon.  Although the wind is sunny and sunny, it is still winter and it still feels a bit chilly.  Yang Yun was finishing answering the questions on the Mingsuan Sutra and was about to copy it when he saw several civil servants passing by in a hurry. Not long after.  He turned around again, still carrying someone, and his face was pale.  Looks like a scholar.  "I'm afraid it's because I'm weak, and I'm anxious to take the exam. I don't need lunch. It's still winter. Although there is sunshine outside, it's still cold. How can I bear it? Alas What a pity! What a pity!" Yang Yun watched the government officials pass by,  There was a complex look in his eyes. If he were here before, he would probably end up like the scholar who was sent out of the examination room.  "Alas, things in this world are so wonderful" Yang Yun sighed, and then his eyes turned back to his own test questions.  "After answering the Ming Calculation Section, this time's test paper is all finished. Next, just check if it is correct, and then copy it" Yang Yun checked his test paper, and when he saw that the answers were correct, he made a few more changes.  I read it through a few times, then nodded and started copying.  Yang Yun himself was already outstanding in calligraphy, and now he needed guidance from his uncle. He knew that the marking officer might not be able to read every paper carefully, so he wanted to show off his skills in calligraphy to attract attention.  Every stroke of this painting is made of iron and silver hooks, which is very flavorful.  After Yang Yun finished copying, he spread out the paper and saw that the handwriting was neat and neatly arranged. It was even neater and clearer than what was printed in the bookstore journal. "With my word, as long as the invigilator doesn't intentionally target it, there is no reason to miss it"  " He read it again, and halfway there, he heard the voice of the invigilator: "The time is up! Sir, stop writing!" Yang Yun was startled, and when he raised his head, he saw that the light was dimming, and it turned out that it was already evening unknowingly.  .  "Scholar appears! Those who return the writing will be disqualified on the spot. Don't make a mistake!" Yang Yun followed the flow of people and walked out of the government office. A few wailing sounds could be heard occasionally. Those were the soldiers who were forcibly staying.  The sound of the scholar driving away made his forehead tighten, giving rise to a feeling of sadness as if the rabbit had died and the fox had died.  The moment he stepped out of the gate of the government office, Yang Yun looked back at the vermilion gate and the gold plaque: "I wonder when, Yang Yun, will officially become the owner of this place?" There is no imperial examination in the Daqian world, and no one feels comfortable looking back at the gate.  If there is any unlucky thing, it is probably because they imitate Yang Yun and are reluctant to leave the government office - the place for the imperial examination will inevitably change in the future, and it will be difficult for them to step into this place except to be convicted or become an official.  At this time, there were many vendors gathered outside the government office. Some of them even brought simple tables, chairs and benches and set up stalls to sell food.  Although Yang Yun had eaten at noon, he was still hungry after writing so hard, so he came to a stall selling vegetarian chicken noodles, ordered a bowl of vegetarian chicken noodles, and ate it slowly.  The stall owner is an old man with a simple and honest smile, his big hands are covered with calluses and stained with flour, and his skills are experienced.  This flour seems to be mixed with eggs. The noodles are very fragrant and elastic. Yang Yun eats them quickly and picks up a few pieces of vegetarian chicken. They are also very delicious and the meat is very fragrant.?.  Yang Yun just sat and ate noodles at the noodle stall, looking up from time to time to admire the excited or depressed expressions of the scholars who came out. He felt that the world was full of different things, but it was just like this.  ¡­ ¡­ Although the government examination is over, many scholars are still staying in Jianye, waiting for news.  Amid the anxiety of many scholars, more than ten days passed unknowingly.  In the palace of Duke Wu, Song Yu sat upright and asked Song Si and He Dongming below: "You two are in charge of the palace examination, so you can report the situation so that I can have a better idea" Song Sinai Li Silang  Zhong and He Dongming were the doctors of the Li Bureau, so Song Yu left the imperial examination to them.  Song Si and He Dongming looked at each other, but He Dongming took a step forward and said: "Your Majesty! The imperial examination will end on the 25th. According to Jianye's statistics, there are 1,237 scholars taking the examination, and the rest are  There are a total of 7,796 people in the government, and the total number of candidates is more than 9,000. It is a great event in the literary world" "Today, the examinations in each government have been completed, and the results have been reported by horseback, waiting for the Lord's decision!"  He Dongming said and handed over a list.  Song Yu glanced at the densely packed names on it. These were the talents for this pilot test. Although there were hundreds, they were still a handful for the nine thousand scholars.  Especially Jianye, as a state city, had the most prosperous literary style, the most scholars, and the most fierce competition.  Song Yu briefly browsed the list of Jianye scholars and saw Yang Yun's name. He couldn't help but secretly smile: "This person is destined to me!"  In each government, since the foundation was just being established, most of the subordinates were still thinking about meritorious service and working diligently. Song Yu personally took care of the final state examination, so nothing could go wrong.  Then he said: "I believe in all the princes, so let's settle it like this!" He took out the big seal and sealed it.  Naturally, the previous jade seal of the Marquis of Wu does not need to be sealed. The large seal at this time is a new one, carved from sapphire, and engraved with "Wu Guogong Bao", which is the authority of Song Yu.  Song Si's face was a little solemn, and he said: "Although the imperial examination system can bring in talents, it also has drawbacks. It is really inappropriate for a son from a poor peasant family to become an official in one leap" The implication is that  , I still ask Song Yu to think twice. He is from an aristocratic family, and he is instinctively hostile to the imperial examination system.  "Song Si, do you really think so?" Song Yu asked, stopping his movements.  Although her voice was still calm, Song Si's hair stood up and her palms became sweaty.  Seeing Song Si like this, Song Yu smiled: "Although the scholar's salary is the same as that of a clerk, he does not have an official position. He can only go to the government office to receive a portion of rice and meat every month as a financial aid to support his studies! This is actually not much of an expense.  It has no influence. " "Only when you pass the state examination and become a civil servant can you be qualified to serve as an official. If you don't become an official at this time, the treatment will be the same as that of a classic official. If you become an official, you will be awarded a ninth-grade official status" "A scholar from a poor family studied hard for ten years.  In the year, only those who were selected from nearly ten thousand scholars had the opportunity to serve as officials. In contrast, as long as the disciples of aristocratic families have a shadow and are recommended, they will immediately have an official status of seventh or eighth rank, and even be promoted to fifth rank.  "Huangtang, what does this mean compared to this?" "This public imperial examination system is for the sake of world hegemony and the great cause of our Song family. Song Si, you are also a member of the Song family. Don't you understand this choice?  ?" At the end of the sentence, Song Yu's face turned cold and his voice became serious!  "I don't dare!" Although she didn't know what she was thinking, Song Si immediately knelt down to apologize.  He kowtowed again and said: "My lord is far-sighted and my subordinates were ignorant for a moment. Please forgive me!" "In that case, you go down and complete the imperial examination, do you understand?" Song Yu said, he knew that Song was thinking about this.  There were many aristocratic families standing behind this move, and there were even shadows of the Song and Shen clans, but so what?  If we don't accept children from poor families, how can we find so many talents to govern the place and compete with the wealthy families?  How can we strive to dominate the world and become a true dragon?  This has been decided long ago. Anyone who dares to block it will be wiped out by thunder!  Song Si¡¯s face turned pale and she stepped back tremblingly.  At this time, there was no one to stop him. Song Yu put the big seal on the red mud and stamped it on the list!  Boom!  !  !  "The moment the seal of the Duke of Wu fell, Song Yu's luck surged, and a large cloud of red and white gas emerged, dispersed into strands, and spread all over Wuzhou.  "This is the luck given to the scholars by the State of Wu. White with red, not bad!" Song Yu secretly thought to himself, to use his own material strength to reward talents, he naturally needs to consume his luck, especially for the first time in the imperial examination.  The greater the resistance in doing things, the more luck is needed, but it is not without rewards.    When Song Yu opened his eyes, he saw that as the luck of awarding scholars declined, a little bit of red and white aura emerged from all over Wuzhou, feeding back to his own luck.  Although this energy was small, it was dotted and continuous, and there were even gold and cyan in the middle, which made Song Yu feel very happy.  "Among the poor farmers, there must be talents! Now that I have obtained the lost pearl, it is a great kindness!" With this luck coming in and out, not only did he not lose money, but he made a lot of money. Song Yu's eyes also showed a hint of joy.  The red and white Qi is nothing to Song Yu now, but every time a green-gold talent gets one, his Qi will increase. Now that they are all in the urn, how can Song Yu not be happy?  (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature. The novels will be better and updated faster!
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