After the voice fell, the two soldiers carried the box and circled the field.
"Please see, gentlemen, the order written by His Majesty is affixed to this box. It is still intact."
"The title has not been revealed."
After Li Si finished speaking, the two soldiers put the box down, and the box stirred up dust.
Then, Li Si went there in person, stood in front of the box, and opened the box.
A stack of paper was taken out from it. On top of the paper was a title printed with a woodblock.
The title was given by the First Emperor himself.
One box contains test questions about the way of government, and the other box contains test questions about the way of the battlefield.
Li Si asked the soldiers to distribute the test papers one by one, and he stood in the center with a serious expression.
"This topic was proposed by Your Majesty. There are many of you, so please go through this first."
He waved his hand, and a big cauldron was lifted from a distance.
"The time is one and a half hours."
After finishing speaking, Li Si sat at the front, and the soldiers around him didn't make a sound, just stood there.
Many people sitting there had blank looks on their faces.
What is this solution?
But this method...
It's quite novel.
After everyone started writing, Li Si sighed inwardly.
I don’t know what Chen Ke does with all these fancy things.
Moreover, Chen Ke, who should be here most now, does not appear here.
Li Si looked at the center of the field. There were people sitting in the middle of the field, with calm expressions on their faces.
Some of them looked particularly familiar to Li Si.
Zeng Lu, Shi Xuanni, Meng Qiu.
These three people are from Confucianism, and they were discovered when they were checking the applicants.
But at that time, both the First Emperor and Chen Ke decided to let them in to see what they wanted.
At this time, Chen Ke, who was being remembered, was in another place.
This is a winding river, and the water flows bit by bit in the distance. A figure wearing a green shirt is lying on the bank of the river.
Chen Ke walked over slowly, his expression and demeanor were calm.
The man lying by the river held a small wine bottle in his hand, with a carefree look on his face.
It was Yan Kong.
Hearing the footsteps, Yan Kong did not look back, but said calmly: "Are you here?"
Chen Ke smiled slightly and sat beside Chen Ke casually.
"I am coming."
"Didn't you invite me to come at this time? Why do you ask me this question again now?"
After hearing this, Yan Kong laughed at himself: "It's nothing."
"I just thought that at this time, Chen Shaofu should be in the literary competition."
"I didn't expect that Mr. Chen would actually accept my invitation and come here to chat with me."
Chen Ke didn't care about the dirt on the ground behind him and just lay there half-way.
The bright sun was shining high in the sky, and everything was shining in front of him.
Everything seemed so peaceful.
"Idle person?"
"I see that among this Confucian family, you, Yan Kong, are the only ones who don't look like idlers."
"Tell me, what's the matter with inviting me here this time?"
Hearing this, Yan Kong sat up straight. He looked at Chen Ke, his eyes as bright as the sun.
"Master Chen, there is something I don't understand. I wonder if Master Chen can help me?"
Chen Ke nodded slightly.
Although the two were enemies, Chen Ke knew about Confucianism's plan and naturally knew that Yan Kong would not make a mistake at this time.
Sometimes, a free and unrestrained person is the most terrifying existence in the world.
He can fall out at any time, explode at any time, and say no to the world at any time.
But once there are shackles and restraints on this person, then this person will not explode easily.
And now Yan Kong is exactly like this.
Yan Kong looked at the confident and indifferent Chen Ke, and for a moment he didn't know where he was going to ask.
He was silent for a moment, and then he said: "Chen Shaofu, is there really nothing to resolve the feud between you and the Confucians?"
Yan Kong is still a wanton young man.
He thought of this and asked this question.
Chen Ke was a little more experienced than Yan Kong. He looked at Yan Kong and said it straightforwardly.
"The key to the matter is not me, but Confucianism, right?"
Yan Kong lowered his head and remained silent.
He understands this matter, just as Chen Ke said.
Chen Ke looked at Yan Kong who lowered his head and continued: "I have no enmity with the Confucians. It was the Confucian Mr. Chun Yuyue who first instigated and framed me."
"And in order to protect myself, and even more so for revenge, I told what Mr. Chunyu Yue did."
"In this case, Confucianism and I will have enmity."
"After that, I thought I understood the matter, but Mr. Kong Xian ordered Chen Chang, a scholar from the Doctor's Palace, to impeach me."
"And I wrote a "Book of Remonstrance to the First Emperor's Favor of the Young Master Chen Ke", so I could not resist again. "
"After that, although Chen Chang's death was nothing in Mr. Kong Xian's heart, I'm afraid the hatred between me and the Confucianists has gained another layer."
Chen Ke looked at Yan Kong calmly.
"Yan Kong, you can't ask me to lie down on the chopping board and let the Confucians slaughter me."
He laughed mockingly.
"You and I don't have this kind of friendship, and I don't owe Confucianism anything."
"You have a school of Confucianism called Gongyang."
"Gongyang Ru said: The hatred of ten generations can still be repaid."
"Now, the hatred between me and you has not only lasted for ten lifetimes, but not even for one lifetime. How can I not repay it?"
Yan Kong became even more silent.
His meeting with Chen Ke this time was out of excitement, and he wanted to seek a result out of anger.
But he never thought that the "cause" was not in Chen Ke, so how could he find a "result" in Chen Ke?
After a moment, Yan Kong sighed.
"Master Chen, you are right."
"only....."
"Confucianism does not pose any threat to you. On the contrary, it is overwhelmed by you."
"Can't you stand up high and reconcile with Confucianism?"
Yan Kong said with some reluctance: "Now that the Qin Dynasty is dominated by you and Prime Minister Li, why bother the Confucians?"
Chen Ke raised his eyebrows, somewhat confused.
In fact, in Chen Ke's heart, he believed that Yan Kong should be a gentleman.
A wanton young gentleman.
Therefore, he chose to come to the meeting.
But he never thought that Yan Kong was not a gentleman, he was just an ordinary person.
Thinking of this, Chen Ke straightened his body.
He looked at Yan Kong and said, "Yan Kong, what you said made me confused for a moment."
Chen Ke sneered.
"I have a few questions for you."
"If you can answer these questions of mine, I will raise my hand as you wish."
"how?"
The distant wind blew gently across the river, causing some waves.
Yan Kong raised his head and no longer looked like the boy he used to be.
"what is the problem?"
"Excuse me."
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