The entire Imperial College was completely silent and no sound could be heard.
Emperor Yanfeng had obviously expressed his feelings and wanted to take this chance to intimidate all the officials. He also wanted to unite the hearts of the emperor and his subjects, making them one.
After a moment, Emperor Yanfeng revealed a smile and sat back down, "I've lost my composure. Directorate, bring out the name list. "
Daoist Ling Yun immediately came forward with the name list in his hands. Emperor Yanfeng raised his vermillion brush and wrote a few words behind Qin Mu's name, "From today onwards, he's the disciple of the Son of Heaven." After saying that, he closed the name list and returned it to Daoist Ling Yun.
Emperor Yanfeng looked at the young patriarch and said, "Grand Chancellor, selecting the scholars was originally your responsibility. I've overstepped my authority and chosen for you, what do you think?"
The young patriarch smiled, "Your Majesty is wise and has great talent and strategy, it's Great Ruins' fortune."
Emperor Yanfeng laughed loudly and shook his head repeatedly, "Flattery, you're flattering me again. Alright, let the scholars continue to compete. "
The directorate of Imperial College received the order and let the scholars continue to compete. There were still a few primary school scholars that hadn't finished their examinations and they were also tested in front of Hall of Supreme Learning. Daoist Ling Yun was still the examiner.
Even if Daoist Ling Yun wanted to go easy on those descendants of high officials and nobles, he couldn't do anything about it. After all, everyone present was a strong practitioner with sharp eyesight. If he tried to do anything, he would be seen through!
This examination only ended in the afternoon and there were people who were happy and people who were worried. Especially for the scholars of Imperial College, the competition was even crueler and harsher. Those who could enter Imperial College could be said to be one in a hundred!
There were only five places left for the primary school scholars. Those who were from reputable families had profound knowledge after all, surpassing the disciples of humble families. Among these five scholars, only Si Yunxiangt had successfully passed the examination and became an imperial scholar of Imperial College.
The other four people were all from reputable families.
It wasn't that the scholars from humble families didn't work hard, it was just that their resources were limited.
Primary schools and universities taught the same martial arts, spells, and swordsmanship. No matter how well they practiced, they would not be able to break through this barrier. On the other hand, other than practicing what was taught in primary schools and universities, the aristocratic families also practiced the supreme arts passed down in their families, their ancestors, and their sects. Their families also had the guidance of experts. Therefore, the proportion of scholars from poor families was not high.
Qin Mu saw this and thought to himself, "If this goes on for a long time, I'm afraid the upper echelons of Eternal Peace Empire will eventually be controlled by the power of the prestigious families and sects. The disciples of humble families will never be able to stand out and be high up in the imperial court. In this way, the country would not last long. Emperor Yanfeng has the heart to change, so I wonder if he can change this situation? "
In such a situation, the ruler would always be the ruler, and the hierarchy would solidify. Among the rulers, there would inevitably be some forces that would grow bigger and bigger, and with more and more resources, they would eventually become a cancer of the Empire.
When the poor scholars revolted, the malignant tumor would take the opportunity to stir up trouble, and the collapse of the empire would only be a matter of days.
After the examination ended, the directorate would arrange their residences. As long as one became an imperial scholar, they would have their own residence in Imperial College. This place was called Scholar's Residence, and it was where the scholars lived. Every scholar had a courtyard with two entrances and two exits. The imperial scholars lived in their own residences on normal days, and there was everything they needed in their residences. There were also servants to take care of the household chores, cooking and washing clothes, so the scholars didn't have to worry about the trivial matters of life.
If it was a family with status, they could even bring their own servants or maids. Qin Mu had nothing, so he naturally didn't have these trivial matters.
"I wonder if I can bring Hu Ling 'er over as well? After the matters here are settled and I've met Patriarch, I'll go and bring her over. "
Qin Mu looked around, and the jade peak where Imperial College was at was much bigger than what he had seen. There were mountains within mountains and caves within caves. Other than Hall of Pure Yang, Hall of Azure Yang, and Hall of Supreme Learning, there were over a dozen palaces and even Floor of Heavenly Records.
Floor of Heavenly Records was the place where books were collected, and there was a secretarial supervisor. As the name implied, the two words' secretary 'meant to look after the books of secrets. The books in Floor of Heavenly Records were the classics of all the sects in the empire. They were hidden in the floor and were looked after by the secretarial supervisor.
Qin Mu stopped to take a look and saw people coming and going in Floor of Heavenly Records. Most of them were imperial scholars, and there were also disciples of the imperial family.
"Young Cult Master, how do you feel after coming all the way here?"
An old voice came from his back, and Qin Mu turned around to bow, "Patriarch."
The one who had come was the young patriarch. Even though he had the appearance of a young man, his voice was very old. He smiled, "No need to be so polite."
Qin Mu composed himself and said, "Along the way, I saw the situation in Yankang Kingdom and it gave me a huge impact. My heart couldn't calm down."
The young patriarch's interest was piqued, and he walked forward, "Oh, tell me about it."
Qin Mu followed his footsteps and talked as they walked, "Along the way, I saw the signs of great prosperity in Yankang Kingdom. Paths, skills, and divine arts were used by the people every day, and there were new changes every day. Drought, rain, floods, and clouds, it was almost a miracle. There were flying ships in the sky and boats on the ground. Alchemy was also used in the daily lives of the people, and it was a miracle. Even though Yankang Kingdom was in turmoil, it wouldn't last long. After that, it would become incomparably powerful! "
The young patriarch brought him to a lake on the mountain and stood beside the lake. The jade willow trees beside the lake gave shade, and he asked curiously, "Between the sects and the country, which do you think has a better future? From what you're saying, you believe the sects can't be enemies with the country? "
Qin Mu nodded and said, "The primary schools, universities, and imperial college have already confirmed that Yankang Kingdom is the biggest sect in the world. The other sects are all primary schools and universities of this sect, providing scholars to Yankang Kingdom. How can these sects compete with Yankang Kingdom? "
The young patriarch sat down and there were two sets of fishing rods on the shore. He gave one to Qin Mu and the other to himself. He threw the bait into the water and said with a smile, "However, the world is in chaos today. Many sects took the opportunity to rebel, and a single spark started a prairie fire. On top of that, the Yankang National Preceptor is heavily injured. I see that Yankang Kingdom is in imminent danger, and the country could be destroyed at any time!"
Qin Mu also threw the bait into the water and laughed involuntarily, "Patriarch, you're tricking me, right? The Yankang National Preceptor is nothing more than loosening the reins to grasp them better, and wants to take the opportunity to wipe out all the opposing forces in the world. This can't be hidden from me, and naturally, it can't be hidden from patriarch. "
The young patriarch looked at the surface of the lake with a calm expression. After a moment, he said, "Not only are you loosening the reins to grasp them better, you're also missing a trick of injuring yourself to gain the enemy's confidence. The Yankang National Preceptor is indeed heavily injured, and his injuries are very serious. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to fool all the sects in the world. "
Qin Mu jumped in shock and cried out, "The Yankang National Preceptor did it himself?"
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