The much-anticipated Spring Festival Competition is about to begin!
This spring, due to the addition of Yan Shifan, it should have attracted more attention. But what makes Yan Shifan extremely depressed is that the hot spot is not with him.
Among the candidates who came to Beijing to take the exams and the outstanding talents selected from various places, the one who talked about the most was not Yan Shifan, but Xiao Feng. They talked about it one after another, and the outside world said that Long Live was opened to commemorate the Great Tomorrow Master, and the scholar Enke was added!
There are a few arrogant and self-reliant scholars who have always been unlucky and failed to win the exam. Their talents were not recognized and they were resentful. They thought that the examiners of the provincial examination were ignorant and ignorant.
It would be very different if I were an examiner who knew how to take the exam, and he would definitely be able to discover my talent! But how can such a good thing happen? If you can't win the exam, you won't be able to participate in the Spring Festival!
But things are different now. Because of Xiao Feng, Long Live opened the Xiucai Enke and allowed localities to recommend outstanding talents to participate in the examination. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
Therefore, these selected talents are almost blowing the wind to the sky. The first thing they did when they came to Beijing was to go to the Shishi Temple, burn a stick of incense devoutly, and pray that Xiao Feng could bless them in the fairy world.
Yan Shifan's self-esteem was severely hurt. Damn it, I am the most talented person in the world, but I am not the best? And the person who stole my top status was actually Xiao Feng, that damn ghost!
A dead Xiao Feng has more traffic than a living Yan Shifan! This is a huge insult to Yan Shifan!
But he was helpless - you can control me, but can you also control who the audience likes to watch?
Therefore, Yan Shifan's only way is to actively prepare for the exam and prepare to be the top scholar, and then he will naturally gain both fame and fortune. Xiao Feng is dead, no one is causing trouble, and it is very possible for the official to be reinstated!
With a beautiful vision for the future, Yan Shifan entered the examination room. He cheered up and finished the three articles in a colorful way. Then he returned to Yan's Mansion with great satisfaction and told his father that there should be no problem with becoming a high school member. It all depends on how happy he is during the imperial examination.
The imperial examinations in the Ming Dynasty were divided into four levels, namely the college examination, the provincial examination, the general examination and the palace examination.
Those who pass the academy examination are regarded as scholars, but they have no special title.
Those who passed the rural examination were awarded the title of "Jie Yuan", and Comrade Tang Bohu received this title.
Those who pass the examination will be considered as tributes, and the first person will be called "member". Becoming a tribute scholar meant you had one foot in the officialdom, because the palace examinations in the Ming Dynasty basically did not eliminate tribute scholars.
The last level is the palace examination presided over by the emperor himself, which is specifically designed to test the graduating tributes. This examination is not a knockout competition, but a ranking competition. It only ranks the rankings to facilitate the allocation of work.
After ranking, the Gongshi became Jinshi, which is an official. The state is responsible for the distribution, and the appointment is the cadre establishment.
And the first place in this palace examination is the "number one scholar". Please note that the ranking in the palace examination has nothing to do with the ranking in the general examination. If the emperor sees it right and promotes the last person in the general examination to the top prize, it will not be considered an illegal operation.
Therefore, Yan Shifan believed that his talent could pass the "membership" examination, but he was not sure whether Comrade Jiajing would still be angry with him because of Xiao Feng's death, but would not let him be the number one scholar.
This requires Yan Song to play some emotional cards: Boss, you see, Xiao Feng is dead, and we have to live together in the future. Just share some of your feelings for the old minister with my son and let him become the number one scholar.
Jiajing was actually conflicted in his heart. He had been thinking about this matter since the first day of spring. If Yan Shifan becomes a "member", the question is whether he should choose him as the number one pick.
Come on, when Xiao Feng was alive, the two of them were fighting like black-eyed chickens. Xiao Feng died for the Ming Dynasty. As soon as he died, he ordered Yan Shifan. It would make people think that the emperor was too ruthless.
No, Yan Shifan is so arrogant that even if he is ranked "second in the rankings", he will feel it is a huge shame. Xiao Feng is already dead, and Yan Song, the old scapegoat, is still looking at him eagerly, and he seems a bit too much.
And while he was struggling, he didn't know that a huge surprise was coming to him.
The coffin board moved so quietly that the guards patrolling the temple didn't hear it. But the veteran who scrubbed the "Fairy Word Stone" had sharp ears and eyes developed through professional experience, so he heard it really clearly.
The old Taoist then thought that rats had entered the tomb. In order to prevent Xiao Feng's feathers from being desecrated by rats, the old Taoist opened the stone slabs of the tomb and went down to the tomb to catch mice.
Then the old Taoist saw that Xiao Feng's coffin board had been pushed away, and Xiao Feng was standing on the ground stretching. He was so frightened that he fainted.
Xiao Feng pinched the man's middle and pinched the tiger's mouth, but it had no effect. Finally, Xiao Feng gave Lao Tao two big blows and beat him awake.
The old man looked at Xiao Feng tremblingly, then touched Xiao Feng's face with his hand, and pulled the skin on his face. It took him a long time to accept this fact.
"Oh my God, did you use some method to fake your death? What are you trying to do? Everyone in your family has hanged themselves!"
Xiao Feng was startled: "Who, who hanged himself? Was it successful?"
"Your wife! We didn't succeed and were rescued!"
"Where did I come from, madam?"
"I married you after you died, Miss Liu Xueer, now Mrs. Xiao!"
"How can she get married even if I'm dead! Wasn't it a scripted drama that I saw before? Can we really get married holding a spiritual tablet?"
"Of course. Not only did Mrs. Xiao get married holding the spiritual tablet, but it is said that you also held the bride's hand when you got married! So there is no arrangement, and no one knows!"
"I'm getting married? Why should I get married?"
"You are marrying into the Zuixian Mansion. The head of the family is Miss Liu, and you are the husband-in-law of the Liu family!"
"I'm dead, so why...what kind of mess is this!"
Then both of them fell silent, digesting the reality of this world that was difficult to accept. I don't know which one is more difficult to digest, the old Taoist feeling about Xiao Feng's resurrection from the dead, or Xiao Feng's inexplicable loss of his virginity.
In the end, it was Xiao Feng who cheered up first and patted Lao Dao on the shoulder: "Don't tell anyone about my survival. Keep it a secret for a few days."
The old Taoist looked at him in surprise: "Why, this is a huge happy event! Don't worry, it's already a surprise enough that you are alive, there is no need to create any more surprises!"
Xiao Feng smiled, feeling that his face was a little stiff after not smiling for a long time: "I do plan to give someone a surprise, just listen to me. It's not a big deal, just bear with it."
The old Taoist said in his heart: It is very big and cannot be tolerated. But he still nodded obediently, and quietly protected Xiao Feng from changing his clothes and leaving the World View.
In order to prevent cheating in scientific examinations, some academic officials are temporarily mobilized from various places every spring to maintain order in the examination room and verify the identities of local candidates.
Because there were also outstanding talents participating in this exam, there were more people than usual. The examiners were so busy checking the candidates that they were dizzy and with their feet in the air.
Zhang Juzheng was also called by Xu Jie to help verify the identity of the candidates. He barely drank a sip of water all morning and his mouth was dry. After finally waiting for all the candidates to enter the venue, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned around to pick up the already cold tea. , intending to drink it all in one gulp.
Then he was tapped on the shoulder, a somewhat familiar voice, very soft, with a little smile.
"Sir, the students are late, is it convenient?"
Zhang Juzheng spilled half of the tea in his hand and all of it on his clothes. He turned around angrily and prepared to show his official power.
"Who is so ignorant of etiquette! I..."
The tea cup in Zhang Juzheng's hand fell out of his hand, and the remaining half of the tea spilled on his clothes. Xiao Feng reached out to catch the tea cup to avoid possible cup fall.
"Taiyue, don't make any noise. Wait until I finish the exam in a few days. I still count on you to help me deliver food."
A foreign examiner next to him turned around and said, "Mr. Zhang, what's wrong? Do you need help?"
Zhang Juzheng waved his hands repeatedly: "No, no, I can handle it!" He kept staring at Xiao Feng, full of suspicion.
As a scholar, Zhang Juzheng does not believe in ghosts and gods, but Xiao Feng is standing right in front of him! Could it be...
Zhang Juzheng pulled Xiao Feng into his room, stared at him sternly, and lowered his voice.
"Xiao Feng is dead! Are you not a demon from the White Lotus Sect, pretending to be a demon with some kind of magic? Admit it as soon as possible, otherwise I will issue an order..."
Xiao Feng said calmly: "Use some means to let the court fall into the hands of good people, and then slowly do good things, it is better than falling into the hands of bad people, right?"
Zhang Juzheng's eyes widened immediately. This sentence was a sentence he had spoken in a secret conversation when Xiao Feng took over the case of the female body in the dry well, hoping that Xiao Feng would take care of Prince Yu.
That day, there were only two of them there, no one else, and he never mentioned this to anyone. At this moment, Xiao Feng retells it word for word, and there is no other possibility.
Zhang Juzheng touched Xiao Feng's face with trembling hands, and then pulled hard. Xiao Feng had a dull look on his face and let him do whatever he wanted.
"Oh my God, are you really coming back from the dead? This is impossible!"
In order to make Zhang Juzheng, a staunch atheist, accept this fact, Xiao Feng told a white lie. After all, he didn't know it himself.
“I don’t know for sure, but I guess it’s because the Paradise Pill has been stored for too long and its efficacy has expired.
So it's not as powerful as expected. It didn't poison me to death, it only poisoned me half to death, and I looked like I was dead. "
After saying this, Zhang Juzheng immediately felt that it was acceptable. He dragged Xiao Feng out in surprise.
"Then what are you waiting for? You don't know that when you die...ah, no, during the time when you were pretending to be dead, Yan Dang's arrogance was so arrogant!
Let’s go into the palace to see the saint now and tell the whole world that Master Xiao is back! Those who are oppressed by the strict Party are not allowed to set off firecrackers! "
Xiao Feng leaned close to Zhang Juzheng's ear and whispered a few words. Zhang Juzheng's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he nodded repeatedly.
"But what if you fail? The imperial examination is not that easy. Although you have extraordinary literary talent, the imperial examination sometimes depends on your fate!"
Xiao Feng nodded and said shamelessly: "I heard that Xu Cifu is the chief grading officer this time, and the chief grading officer has the right to select a share from the eliminated papers. If my fate is bad, it depends on you."
Zhang Juzheng grinned and thought to himself, are you so honest in your fraud?
But he thought about it, if Yan Shifan's fate was bad, he would definitely do something like this. Thinking about it this way, it doesn't matter.
In fact, the imperial court gave the examiner the right to remove candidates. In addition to preventing resentment, it also implies an attitude: Fraud can never be eliminated, so I will simply give you the examiner a chance to cheat.
If you are smart enough and can avoid being found out, then go ahead and do it. If you are not smart enough, be honest, otherwise it will be a serious crime of confiscating your home if you are found out!
Cheating in short-term selection is actually very simple. Although the name is sealed, you only need to agree with the examiner to write a specific sentence at a certain position in the article, and it can be seen at a glance.
As long as your article is well written and you give the examiner a justifiable reason, you will basically not be found out.
Zhang Juzheng was Xu Jie's most admired student. If he asked Xu Jie to choose an unsuccessful paper, the possibility was still very high.
Just when Zhang Juzheng was seriously thinking about how to help Xiao Feng cheat, Xiao Feng smiled and patted him on the shoulder.
"Do you really want to do it? Don't worry, my life has always been very good, and my knowledge is not bad. I won't even be able to pass the imperial examination."
Some people died, but not completely...
