The examiners were awesome and could decide the fate of any examinee.
But when the examiners were actually marking the papers, they only had one feeling, and that was nausea.
There were only six examiners in total, and the main examiner didn't really participate in marking the papers. There were only five examiners in total.
The capital was a large examination area, and there were about 3,000 people taking part in the examination. On average, each examiner had to mark 600 papers.
The key was that 99% of the examinees' essays were very ordinary.
This was especially so for the policy theory. The idea was very repetitive, and even the words and sentences were very repetitive.
Maybe 50% of the essays were carved out of the same mold.
It was like tasting food.
Whether it was Sichuan cuisine, Hunan cuisine, or Cantonese cuisine, as long as you tasted three to five mouthfuls, you would be satisfied. After all, those who could participate in this level of the exam, unless they were super bad students in the Imperial College, had some ability.
But if you tasted 500 to 600, how would you feel?
Would you vomit after eating it?
Some of the essays were stronger, and after reading a few, you would become numb.
It was like Sichuan cuisine. The taste was heavy, and it was amazing when you first entered the mouth.
But if you ate too much, your entire mouth would go numb, and your sense of taste would degenerate.
Thus, the marking of the papers in the examination courtyard was extremely dull.
Clap clap clap clap clap …
Don't misunderstand, it wasn't that someone was having sex. After all, not everyone was like Lunatic Lan.
They were dropping the papers.
When the examiners were marking the papers, as long as they didn't like it, they would read ten lines at a glance. Then, they would put the paper back into the envelope and throw it on the ground.
That's right!
They really threw it on the ground. That was why it was called dropping.
Of course, from a procedural point of view, there was still a chance for these papers to be passed.
This was because there was still a reexamination and cross-marking.
But that was only in theory. In reality, once the papers were dropped, there was basically no chance for them to make a comeback.
Then, were the papers that were thrown on the ground unjustly?
99.9% of them weren't.
No matter what the examiners were like, they were definitely of a certain standard.
And this time, because of the existence of a heavenly genius like Zhu Hongping, Enke had basically eliminated the possibility of cheating.
How many people were accepted for the Enke City Theory Exam?
There wasn't a fixed number, but normally, it wouldn't exceed 100.
One out of 30.
According to the unspoken rule, ninety percent of the exam papers had to be thrown away in the first round.
Therefore, every examiner knew in their hearts that only one out of ten would be selected in the first round.
"Pa Pa Pa Pa …"
Test papers were thrown to the ground one after another.
The atmosphere was depressing.
This group of examinees was getting worse with each batch.
Although these words were not spoken, it was written all over the examiners' faces.
The chief examiner this time was the Right Assistant Minister of the Ministry of Rites.
He was also reading the papers.
This assistant minister was even more ruthless. He read ten lines at a glance, and the slightest mistake would result in the failure of the book.
Pa pa pa pa …
After throwing out more than thirty sets, he finally left one set on the table on the right.
This Assistant Minister was ranked third 20 years ago. His standards were definitely top notch. He only needed to take a look at the essays and poems of the examinees to know if they were up to standard.
That was why the imperial examinations were so difficult.
A one-in-a-hundred talent had been eliminated in the Regional Examinations without even having the chance to go on stage.
One in a thousand geniuses could barely make it to this examination hall.
And if one wanted to get into high school, it would be one in a thousand.
Within the capital city, including the counties under its jurisdiction, there were about 3.5 million people. On average, there would be a test every three years, and a hundred people would be selected each time.
It was even harder than Peking University or Tsinghua University.
This Assistant Minister was extremely fast. He kept flipping through Zhu Hongping's exam papers.
Of course, this was out of his eagerness to see a talent, and also because he wanted to suck up to the Prime Minister.
He could be considered to be on Zhu's side.
Of course, he would not usually cheat.
There was no first place in literature, and no second place in martial arts.
Literature was subjective. As long as there was no phenomenal work, it would be difficult to have an authoritative first place.
Under such circumstances, one's reputation was extremely important.
Zhu Hongping's talent was well-known throughout the world. He was definitely the best in the capital.
Although he did not participate in the previous examination, he had answered a set of questions at home, and a few examiners had even marked it for him.
In the end, if Zhu Hongping had participated in that examination, he would definitely have gotten first place.
The previous autumn examination was last year, when Zhu Hongping was sixteen.
The previous autumn examination was four years ago, when Zhu Hongping was only thirteen. Although he did not participate, he had answered the papers at home after receiving them.
A few examiners had also marked it, and he had gotten first place.
In other words, Zhu Hongping had gotten first place in the provincial examination at the age of thirteen.
At that time, he had become famous. Not only did the examiners say that he would get first place, even the Monarch had said, "My family has a thousand-mile colt."
The Monarch was very kind to the Zhu family, and even treated the children of the Zhu family as his own. He was also very biased towards Zhu Hongping.
Therefore, the previous two autumn examinations' champion was extremely unhappy, and felt like he had been screwed.
Zhu Hongping, what do you mean by this? If you want to participate, then participate. If you don't, then don't interfere.
You took the exam at home, and then handed it to the examiners to mark, but in the end, you would not be listed on the list.
What do you mean by this?
Are you showing off?
In the end, everyone said that if Zhu Hongping had officially participated in the provincial examination (provincial examination), he would definitely have gotten first place.
In other words, the previous two years' Top Scorers were not legitimate.
In fact, this was also a kind of expectation.
After all, the Zhu family's descendants were favored by the heavens. If you participated in the imperial examinations and got first place, even if you did not cheat, others would think that you cheated.
Zhu Hongping took the exam at home, and could have gotten first place twice, but in the end, he did not.
In that case, when he came for the third time and got first place, it would be justified, and no one would dare to say that he cheated.
Moreover, it could be said that he did not cheat.
Zhu Hongping was the Prime Minister, and yet he had suppressed his own grandson for two years. Was this not fair enough?
Therefore, this time, Zhu Hongping was determined to get first place.
And the examiner was happy to oblige. However, there were more than three thousand examination papers, and it would not be easy to pick Zhu Hongping's.
The marking of the examination papers continued in such a depressing manner.
Apart from the clapping sounds, there was almost no other sound.
There was only a very rare chance.
Only then would an examiner see a good essay, and then call the other examiners to share it.
Similarly, this kind of essay would basically get into the top ten.
It would only appear once every few hours.
"Good, good …"
Suddenly, one of the examiners slammed the table, startling everyone.
One of the examiners' hands trembled, and the examination paper in his hand fell to the ground.
He wanted to pick it up. After all, the essay on this examination paper was not bad, and it could get into the first round.
The assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites said, "Is the essay that fell to the ground good?"
Examiner B said, "Not really good, but it's not bad."
The assistant minister of the Ministry of Rites said, "Then let it fall."
And so, some unlucky person fell to the ground.
This examiner from Hanlin Academy could be considered the first deputy examiner of this subject.
"Examiner, colleagues, please put down your examination papers and look at this examination paper. It's absolutely amazing, absolutely amazing!"
Then, the first deputy examiner took the examination paper to the examiner's table.
Immediately, the other examiners put down their examination papers and crowded over.
They only took a glance.
Everyone exclaimed in their hearts: Finally found it.
This was Zhu Hongping's examination paper. The handwriting was all too familiar, and they could tell at a glance.
In fact, not only the examiner was looking, but all the examiners present were looking.
On one hand, they wanted to flatter the Zhu family, but more importantly, they wanted to dig for treasures and see who was the luckiest.
Then, the examination paper was in the hands of the examiner, and the five examiners behind him gathered together to mark it.
"Good, good …"
"Zhu Hongping gongzi is really a genius. Out of ninety questions, he actually got eighty-eight correct. Out of thirty questions, he actually got twenty-nine correct. What a genius!"
"There are a total of one hundred and twenty questions, and in the previous imperial examinations, how many questions were answered correctly?"
"One hundred and fifteen, in the imperial examinations fifteen years ago, the top scholar at that time, Zhang Zixu, is now the Chief Clerk of the Heavenly North Province Governor Office."
Zhang Zixu, another genius of the Zhu family, was only thirty-nine years old this year, and had already become the Chief Clerk of the Governor Office. His rank was almost the same as Zhang Chong's, but he was ten years younger than Zhang Chong.
It was really a coincidence that both of them had the surname Zhang, but they were not related by blood.
"It's true that the new generation surpasses the old. This Zhu Hongping has broken decades of reliable records. She's even better than Zhang Zixu."
Books and calculations were rarely used in the Great Yan Empire's imperial examinations.
Moreover, it was a classic case of scoring fifty points.
If one did not get more than sixty out of a hundred and twenty questions, it meant that one's basic knowledge was very poor. No matter how good one's essays and poems were, one would still fail.
As long as one got more than fifty percent of the questions correct, one would pass. Any higher score would not be of much use.
Therefore, most examinees would not waste too much time and effort on studying. The cost-effectiveness of studying was too low.
Zhu Hongping answered a total of 117 questions correctly. He was indeed a genius.
The first deputy examiner smiled and said, "This record will be unshakable for at least ten years."
The fifth deputy examiner said, "Perhaps the next generation of the Zhu family will be able to break this record."
The crowd did not respond.
Although everyone is flattering the Zhu Clan, you are flattering them too much, you are flattering them too much.
Since the scriptures and calculations were not important, everyone just praised him a little and let it go.
The important part was the essays and poems that followed!
The first paragraph of Zhu Hongping's' On the Feudal System 'had already shocked the examiners.
Impressive.
She was indeed a descendant of a prestigious family.
She was indeed daring.
Not only was her point of view clear, but she was also brilliant.
"Good, good, good …"
Initially, the Assistant Minister of Rites was only reading silently. However, he could not help but read aloud.
It was simply too well-written.
The point of view was clear, the meaning was deep, the sentences were stunning, and the allusions were accurate.
It was definitely a good essay.
It swept away the depressing atmosphere in the room.
The atmosphere in the room seemed to have been lifted.
That was the charm of a good essay.
It was like a beauty pageant. There were a bunch of mediocre women who scored seventy points in the front. The crowd was drowsy when a ninety-point beauty suddenly appeared. The crowd immediately became excited.
"Who would've thought that this essay was written by a seventeen-year-old?"
"Genius, an absolute genius!"
"To be honest, I've been studying essays for many years. I was also ranked fifth in the second rank. However, I might not be able to write this essay as well."
"So enlightening, so enlightening."
After reading the essay, the examiners started to read Zhu Hongping's poems.
Zhu Hongping chose to use a wild goose for his poems and a roc for his prose.
They had thought that his essay was excellent and that his poems would not be on the same level as his.
However, they did not expect his poems to be even better.
After the examiners finished reading, they felt like they were eating ice on a hot summer day.
Good poem, good poem.
Good poem, good poem.
"This examinee's policy theory is satisfying to read. His poems are even more so."
"We shouldn't have read his script so early. How are we going to continue with the grading?"
"Yes, yes. The other examinees are too far behind him. After reading his essays and poems, and then looking at the other examinees, it's like eating delicacies from the mountains and seas before going to the streets. It's hard to swallow. "
The examinees lamented.
After reading such a stunning essay and poem, they felt like they had entered the time of a sage.
They would not be able to get it up in the short term.
"The absolute number one, fully deserving of it!"
"Definitely number one!"
Then, the examiner solemnly put the script back into the envelope and drew a circle around it with a red pen.
The remaining five examiners stepped forward and drew a circle around it.
This meant that all six examiners had the same attitude. This person must be selected.
Of course, the circles were smaller than the previous one.
Why? Because your rank was lower, your circle would be smaller.
Although the results were not out yet, everyone had already decided that Zhu Hongping was definitely number one.
The examiner said, "Let's take this opportunity to rest. Have some snacks and let your brain rest."
"Okay, okay."
The examinees stopped grading.
"Bring it in!"
The door opened a little, and snacks were brought in from the outside.
They were all very exquisite.
There were either glutinous rice balls or silver lotus seed soup.
Alcohol was out of the question. Even the osmanthus wine could not be eaten.
They were afraid that they would drink too much and make a mistake.
As they ate, one of the examiners asked, "Did any of you read a blank script?"
The examiners all shook their heads.
The examiner said, "When I was patrolling the exam hall, I found that Madman Lan sleeping on the table, so he probably handed in a blank script."
Another examiner said, "I also saw it."
"This Madman Lan only wrote for a while in the first exam, then slept for the rest of the time."
"Let's see who's unlucky enough to draw this Madman Lan's script. I hope it's not me."
"Whoever draws it, immediately throw it on the ground, then go take a bath and change your clothes. Perhaps you can redeem your bad luck."
"Do we need to find a Qing Chuan 'er to truly change our luck?"
"That's fine. But please send Qing Chuan 'er to the examination hall."
Dirty jokes were everywhere. No matter how high an official's rank was, no matter the occasion, it was hard to prohibit it.
"His Majesty should already know about the exam hall by now. If he knows that Madman Lan was sleeping from start to finish, he will probably be furious."
"That's for sure. This Lunatic Lan's head will probably roll to the ground, and even those ten beggars will die as well. Why bother?"
"Shen Lang has really let down His Majesty's favor and trust."
"Being pampered and arrogant, being pampered and arrogant."
"His Majesty has really made a mistake, really …"
Hearing that everyone's words were getting more and more out of hand, to the point that they were already talking about the Monarch, the examiner suddenly coughed.
Everyone immediately stopped talking.
After eating, the examiner said, "Rest for another half an hour, then continue to mark the scripts."
… …
The Monarch was indeed furious.
He received the news as soon as the exam ended that Madman Lan slept in the exam hall for three whole days.
And even when he wasn't sleeping, his soul was still in the air. There was basically no exam at all.
Just a little bit more and the Monarch would have directly issued an order to arrest Madman Lan in the Ning government and secretly kill him.
"Shen Lang, you bastard. How much did I trust you? Is this how you repay me? "
"Weren't you extremely smart before? How did you become so blind now, to find such a bunch of trash? "
"Bastard, bastard!"
"It's fine if you embarrass yourself, but you made me embarrass myself along with you."
The Monarch was so angry that he stopped eating.
"Li Sun, bring Shen Lang in, bring him in …"
However, just as Li Sun was about to step out of the door, he stopped him.
"Forget it, we'll talk about it after the results are released."
"After the marking, immediately go to the examination hall and get me that Madman Lan's script. If it's really a blank script, immediately kill him."
Li Sun nodded.
If this Madman Lan really handed in a blank script, then he deserved to die.
This wasn't just looking down on Shen Lang, it was also looking down on the Emperor.
His Majesty only gave you this chance because he trusted Shen Lang. For the sake of you bastards, how much damage has His Majesty's reputation suffered?
Not only did you not do your best, but you also handed in a blank script while sleeping. This kind of wanton and shameless person, if you don't die, who will?
"How's the negotiation with Chu?" The Monarch asked.
This negotiation was a complete tug-of-war.
It had been more than a month, but not only was there no progress, it was even regressing.
There was a rule in the State of Yue that eunuchs were not allowed to meddle in politics.
But Li Sun often organized the memorials for the Monarch, and sometimes the Monarch's eyes hurt, so he asked Li Sun to read it to him.
But Li Sun was still very cautious. He didn't answer directly, but took out the memorials of the relevant officials and handed them to the Monarch.
"If you don't want to read it, read it yourself," Ning Yuanxian said.
After reading it, Li Sun said, "Your Majesty, the negotiation is not going well. Chu State not only refuses to admit their mistake, pay compensation, and withdraw their troops, but also wants us to pay compensation, saying that the State of Yue started the war without authorization."
Hearing this, Ning Yuanxian almost exploded with anger.
The King of Chu, you old bastard, where do you get your confidence?
I've already signed an alliance with the State of Wu. The Su Clan's rebel army has already been annihilated by me. The one who has obtained complete victory is my State of Yue.
Now you dare to ask for an exorbitant price? Are you crazy?
"The King of Chu, you old bastard, is advancing in order to retreat?" Ning Yuanxian asked.
Li Sun was silent.
It was related to the national affairs, so Li Sun didn't have to say anything.
Ning Yuanxian narrowed his eyes.
A month ago, the King of Chu was very soft. Why did he suddenly become so tough?
Not only did he refuse to admit his mistake, pay compensation, but he also refused to withdraw his troops?
In other words, the State of Yue still had several fortresses in Chu State, and they still occupied three or four miles of the State of Yue's territory.
Did the King of Chu really want to start a war with the State of Yue?
Impossible, absolutely impossible.
Although the State of Yue couldn't afford to start a war with the State of Yue, neither could the State of Chu.
"How's the situation in The South Kingdom?" Ning Yuanxian asked.
Li Sun still didn't express his opinion. Instead, he took out the memorials of General Zhu Lin and read them out after reading them.
Of course, if it was a secret memorials, the Monarch wouldn't let Li Sun read them. Even if Li Sun was allowed to read them, Li Sun wouldn't read them.
The Monarch was a lazy man. He had overstepped the rules in many ways, so he, Li Sun, had to stick to them.
"It's quiet in The South Kingdom." Li Sun said after reading the memorials, "But General Zhu Lin's memorials and Princess Ning Luo's memorials both said that they sensed a sense of uneasiness."
Ning Yuanxian frowned.
It seemed that Chu State had some connection with Prince Jin, the King Of The South Kingdom.
"Send an order to speed up the negotiations. We must make Chu State compromise as soon as possible. We must make them withdraw their troops."
"It's necessary for the King of Chu to admit his mistake, but we can reduce the compensation. Just a symbolic 500,000 gold coins, which will be paid over three years."
"That's the bottom line!"
Li Sun said respectfully, "Yes, Your Majesty!"
… …
A moment later, the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel entered the study.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
The Monarch Ning Yuanxian said directly, "The position of the Governor of Tianxi Province has been vacant for a long time. As the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Personnel, do you have a candidate in mind?"
The Minister of Personnel said, "Zhang Chong is the most suitable candidate."
Ning Yuanxian said, "I don't have time to play riddles with you."
Zhang Chong refused to be the Governor of Tianxi Province and fell out with the Crown Prince. This matter has been widely spread. As the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Personnel and one of the Prime Ministers of the Secretariat, don't pretend that you don't know anything.
The Minister of Personnel thought for a while and said, "What about Zhang Zixu, the Chief Clerk of the Governor Office of Tianxi Province?"
Ning Yuanxian frowned and asked, "Is there no other candidate?"
The reason why he frowned was not because he was dissatisfied with Zhang Zixu.
In fact, the Monarch liked this person very much. He used to be the Zhuangyuan, and now he was a third-rank official at the age of 39.
But he was also a loyal supporter of the Crown Prince.
Of course, this was not a big deal. The Governor of Tianxi Province must be a loyal supporter of the Crown Prince, so that Zhong Yao in the north could be balanced.
But the Minister of Appointments is not an official of the Zhu Clan, and the person you are recommending is someone from the Zhu Clan. What do you want me to think?
Won't you worry that you, as the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Personnel and the third in command of the Secretariat, are on the same side as the Zhu family?
Although Ning Yuanxian trusted the Zhu family and even relied on Zhu Hongzhu, he still did not want the Zhu family to control the court.
The Minister of Personnel said, "Your Majesty, I have no selfish motives."
These words, he said it openly and openly.
He really had no selfish motives.
In any case, the Governor of Tianxi Province must be a loyal supporter of the Crown Prince. Since Zhang Chong did not want to be the Governor, Zhang Zixu was naturally the only suitable candidate. As the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Personnel, why should I recommend someone else as a foil?
Almost all the four Prime Ministers of the State of Yue had their own personalities.
And this Minister of Personnel was born of a rich and noble family. He was loyal, but he was also not willing to be tactful.
Ning Yuanxian nodded and said, "I understand. You may go."
The Minister of Personnel kowtowed again and said, "If Your Majesty has no other matters, then I will take my leave."
Then he turned and left.
Looking at the back of the Heavenly Official of the Ministry of Personnel, Ning Yuanxian's mood became slightly better.
There were many mediocre people in his court.
But at the very least, the four Prime Ministers of the Shangshu Platform and the four Commanders of the Bureau of Military Affairs were all outstanding talents, almost all of them were pillars of the country.
Not to mention others, how powerful was Su Nan as the Deputy Commissioner of the Privy Council?
Not only the current generation of the Secretariat and the Privy Council were full of talents, but the next generation was also full of talents.
Zhu Jung, Zhang Chong, and Zhang Zixu were the best candidates for the next Prime Minister of the Secretariat.
What about Shen Lang?
The next Minister of the Secretariat?
No, no, no!
The Monarch Ning Yuanxian shuddered.
If this scum were to enter the Secretariat, then the country would not be a country anymore.
Then, the Monarch thought of the Enke examination and his anger rose again.
"Li En, go to the examination hall and ask about the progress of the marking. See if there are any blank papers. If there are any, immediately remove the seal and see who it is. If it's Lan … Mou, immediately send someone to capture and kill him. "
His Majesty was really impatient. He could not even wait for two or three days. Once he hid something in his heart, he wanted to know the answer immediately.
"Yes!"
Eunuch Xiao Li immediately rushed to the examination hall!
…
Inside the examination hall.
After eating some snacks and resting for half an hour, the examiners began to mark the papers again.
Of course, the time for the sage was over.
But after marking Zhu Hongping's paper, reading the other examinees' essays was like chewing wax.
It was even somewhat unsightly.
In fact, these people's standards were not bad, and their essays were quite good.
But … they were too similar.
It was a written essay with a question. Some people only had such opinions.
Clap clap clap clap …
The examiners kept marking the papers.
Previously, they could get one for every ten, but now they could only get one for every twenty.
It really felt like picking the tall ones out of the short ones.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door.
The examiner said, "What is it?"
The warrior outside said, "Eunuch Xiao Li is here."
Everyone in the capital called him Eunuch Xiao Li, but Li En was not angry. Instead, he liked it very much.
There was Sanli in the palace.
Old Eunuch Li, Li Mu.
Eunuch Da Li, Li Sun.
Eunuch Xiao Li, Li En.
These three were the Monarch's most trusted eunuchs. The group of eunuchs wanted to fight for the little Eunuch Li.
When the examiner heard this, he immediately asked, "Eunuch Xiao Li, what's the matter?"
Li En asked, "Examiners, have you seen anyone handing in a blank paper?"
The examiners smiled knowingly.
His Majesty was still the Majesty everyone knew.
This time, Lunatic Lan was doomed, and he was destined to die a terrible death.
The examiner said, "We haven't read the blank paper yet. Once we do, we will inform Eunuch Xiao Li immediately."
Li En said, "Then I'll have to trouble you all."
Next, Li En waited here, saving him the trouble of running back and forth.
The examiners inside continued to mark the papers.
What followed was still extremely dull and tasteless.
The sound of paper falling to the ground could still be heard.
But at least everyone had a goal in mind.
Their previous goal was to find Zhu Hongping's paper, and this time, their goal was to find Lunatic Lan's blank paper.
Because once this blank paper appeared, it meant that someone was going to die, and it meant that Shen Lang and Ning Zheng were going to be unlucky.
If someone was unlucky, they would be happy.
Not to mention that scumbag Shen Lang.
This time, the ordinary examinees were even more unlucky.
After reading through the slightly less outstanding examination papers, they fell to the ground.
…
Time flew by.
It was already late at night.
It was almost midnight.
The six examiners had been marking the papers for a few hours, and they were really drowsy at this time.
Looking at these similar policies, looking at these pretentious poems, not only did it taste like chewing wax, it also made them want to vomit again.
Tonight, the six examiners had marked more than a thousand papers, and more than 90% of them had fallen to the ground.
It really felt like thousands of horses were silent, and only Zhu Hongping was outstanding.
She was like a crane in a flock of chickens.
Prime Minister Zhu Hong was thinking too much. His grandson's first place was completely justifiable. The previous two imperial examinations were all in vain.
The gap between him and the other examinees was obvious.
There was no doubt who would be first.
The main examiner said, "Everyone, please work hard for a while. When the third watch arrives, we will officially end today's marking. Everyone go to sleep, and we will continue tomorrow morning!"
"Yes!"
"Yes!"
The examiners were overjoyed.
Today's torture was finally over.
Next, they would kill time, wait for the night watch to arrive, and then have a good sleep.
Otherwise, they would really vomit.
The first examiner from Hanlin Academy was already about to fall asleep.
His eyelids were already struggling to keep up, and he really couldn't take it anymore.
Almost mechanically, he tore open the paper and took out the paper.
If his nose was sensitive enough, he would have been able to smell a faint fishy smell in the paper. Without a doubt, this was Lunatic Lan's paper, the only one with a fishy smell.
The examiner began to look at the questions in front of him.
He instinctively skimmed through them, because he knew these answers by heart.
Then …
He suddenly trembled in shock.
No way!
Is this a ghost?
All 90 questions were correct!
Is he crazy?
What kind of freak is this?
Out of the 90 questions, 10 of them were extremely rare. They were there to make people get the answers wrong.
Zhu Hongping was a genius, but he only got 88 questions right and two wrong. This was already a record that had been set for decades.
He actually got all 90 questions correct?
Next, the first examiner's drowsiness disappeared.
Because he realized that this person also got all 30 questions correct!
This is crazy, crazy!
What the hell!
The first examiner drank a cup of strong tea, focused his attention, and began to read the policy theory of the paper.
Because it was useless no matter how good one was at reading and calculating. As long as he got more than 60 questions correct, he would be considered to have passed.
The most important thing was the policy theory and poetry.
The first time, he read it quickly.
Then, he felt his hair stand on end!
Where … where did this genius come from?
This' On the Feudal System 'was actually written so well.
No, no, no.
It could not be described as good.
It could not be described as "amazing" either.
Was it enlightening?
No, these comments had already been given to Zhu Hongping.
I want to take all of them back and put them all into this policy paper.
A policy theory that was not seen in a hundred years.
It was the pinnacle of writing.
Zhu Hongping's policy paper was outstanding, but it paled in comparison to the one in front of him. It was clear who was better.
He should have read the policy theory a few times, ten times, or even eight times.
However, the examiner couldn't wait to see the examinee's poem and prose.
He hoped that the candidate's poem was not bad to be able to write such an outstanding policy theory.
He did not even need to be good. As long as his poem was 80% as good as Zhu Hongping's, he would be able to take first place.
But!
The examiner had just read the first line of 'Autumn Goose'.
His hair stood on end, his scalp went numb, and even his heart was pounding.
Those who abandon me, yesterday's days cannot be kept; those who disturb my heart, today's days are full of worries.
Such a beautiful sentence did not seem to be written by a mortal.
Then, he finished reading the rest of the poem.
His entire being was numb from the shock.
Then, he finished reading 'Roc's Ode'.
That one was majestic, that one was deep, and that one was magnificent.
It was a masterpiece that was not seen in a hundred years.
This, this was not a poem that could be written by a mortal.
This, this was an immortal.
Crazy, crazy!
Where did this genius come from?
No, where did this freak come from?
Zhu Hongping's first place was gone!
The paper in front of him was the true first place, the absolute first place.
Undisputed first place.
Anyone who dared to put him in second place was either blind or black-hearted!
He took a few deep breaths.
This was because the first examiner felt like he was drunk and felt a little dizzy.
"Cough, cough!"
"Everyone, Zhu Hongping will not be the first place."
"The paper in my hand is the first place. No matter where or when it is, it will always be the first place!"
"If anyone dares to put him in second place, I will barge into the palace."
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Note: Today's two chapters were over 15,000 words. I had insomnia last night and a headache today. My limbs are weak after writing this chapter. Please support me. I hope I can sleep well tonight. Sob sob!
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