The examiners of Gongyuan looked at each other and were speechless for a moment.
Unexpectedly, Fang Zhengyi was so enthusiastic and had such a touching story behind him.
Kobe's experience is heartbreaking.
The story told by Fang Zhengyi was very touching and inspiring, and they also sympathized with the candidates!
But...so what? After all, this is a rule that has been passed down for a long time, even if it is an unwritten rule!
A system that operates stably will not have any impact unless it is touched.
But once you touch it, you won't get any benefits, and it may cause a lot of trouble. No one wants to do such a thing!
That night, not long after Fang Zheng left, all the examiners woke up from their excitement.
About a dozen people came to the door asking for stamps.
The rest of the people are a little more courageous, thinking that if something happens, they don't have to panic too much. If the sky falls, they will be supported by Zhengyi.
No matter how bad it is, Zhang Dongxiang is still there, what does it have to do with me? ! I'm the proctor, so as long as the fists can't hit me, that's fine.
Besides, it’s too shameful to embarrass the candidates. What Fang Zhengyi said makes some sense, just love it!
After all this fuss, everyone was no longer in the mood to do anything and went back to their rooms to rest.
At this time, a dozen examiners gathered around Fangzheng's door, and some of them rubbed their hands in embarrassment.
What they said was indeed upright and upright, but I still had to take this jab, and I couldn't cause any problems after all.
After everyone exchanged looks, someone started knocking on Fang Zhengyi's door.
Fang Zheng opened the door and carefully examined the dozen or so examiners.
He was already prepared in his heart, and he made up a short story that could not blind all these people.
Concepts can be changed with a short story and a few sentences. Unless you know magic, everything always has two or more directions. What you think is right may not be what others think.
It is true that these examiners are all scholars, but most of them are scholars with family backgrounds and may not be able to empathize with some difficult candidates.
But the story just now is not in vain. At least the examiner camp is divided into two parts. The examiner who did not come is obviously biased towards his own group.
As for the people in front of them, they need to work slowly, mainly to reduce the chance of impeaching themselves.
He was not afraid of impeachment, but Emperor Jing often helped him with his affairs... The imperial examination was a serious matter, and he would definitely not be able to hide it when it came to the cabinet.
Won't it cause trouble to my father-in-law? It would be too bad if the favorability points are not improved and a bad impression is left!
The textile factory is still under construction here...I haven't seen the princess in a long time...
Fang Zhengyi smiled slightly: "Everyone, come to me to ask for a poke?"
The chief examiner said awkwardly: "Yes...Thank you, Mr. Fang. I thought about it and found that there are indeed many difficult candidates, but the rules must not be broken! Mr. Fang...that poke?"
Fang Zheng cupped his hands and said, "That makes sense! But I threw it away! Tomorrow I will send someone to buy a batch for you! I'm really sorry, and I hope you can forgive me!"
"I drank too much today and have a splitting headache. I won't entertain you! Everyone, go and do your work!"
After that, the door was closed with a bang! A group of examiners were left looking at each other.
"What should I do? If the poke doesn't come, is he planning to stop giving it?"
"There is no other way. Let's wait until Duke Zhang makes the decision tomorrow... Hey, such a strange thing can happen in the imperial examination. Mr. Fang is really... ancient and passionate."
"let's go!"
Fang Zheng lay on the door panel and returned to the table after everyone had left.
I picked up the pen and silently wrote a list on the paper...
............
The next day, the exam was conducted as usual.
The examiner who asked for prodding last night didn't bother Fang Zhengyi again. After all, it was inconvenient to do things in the Gongyuan, and everyone was not in a hurry.
This thing is usually only useful in the afternoon.
Zhang Dongxiang fainted and slept all night, but he was very energetic the next day.
After sorting out the exam affairs, he immediately called Fang Zhengyi in front of him.
At this time, there were only two people left in the public room.
The two of them were sitting opposite each other. Zhang Dongxiang was no longer excited, but looking at Fang Zheng, who looked like he was okay, he became inexplicably angry again!
He said with an ugly face: "Fang Zhengyi! Last night's business is not over yet, I think you don't need to be an examiner anymore!"
"Just stay here until the imperial examination is over, and I will report it to Your Majesty then!"
"Also, return those pokes and don't let me say it again!"
As soon as Fang Zheng lifted the teapot, he poured him a cup and said comfortingly: "Third uncle, calm down, let's drink tea first!"
"It was my fault last night, I apologize! I threw away the stamp and I have arranged for someone to buy it."
"You, sir, don't remember the villain's fault, just pretend that nothing happened."
Seeing Fang Zheng push the teacup in front of him, Zhang Dongxiang sneered in return.
"Hey, third uncle, let me tell you a story. I have a friend whose surname is Ke Ming..." Fang Zhengyi was about to repeat his old tricks.
Zhang Dongxiang said coldly: "You have a friend named Kobe, don't you? There's no need to make it up. Others don't know you, and I don't know who you are! You have made so many of the unsightly things in Taoyuan County, I I’ve heard about it a long time ago!”
"???" Fang Zheng was dumbfounded.
Damn it! Is it my fault that the county changed the four classic classics and legends I talked about into messy virtues?
grass! Who would have thought that without supervision, the people of Taoyuan County would be so anxious?
I accept the blame for penicillin, but this blame cannot be placed on me! What I’m talking about is all serious stuff!
"Ahem, third uncle, let me tell you about the four original masterpieces I wrote..."
Zhang Dongxiang's expression changed from a sneer to contempt.
you write? Do you also say it with a bookend? He actually wrote four books, and still dares to call the books he wrote among the Four Great Classics?
How shameless!
"Don't interrupt me, this problem is definitely not a small one!"
"You think it's just a simple stamp, but in order to prevent cheating in exams, many rules have been passed down like this for hundreds of years. You can change it if you want! Why?"
Listening to his sarcastic remarks, Fang Zhengyi felt a little more unhappy.
Seeing as you are an old man, why is it not over yet?
"Rules? I think it's tyranny!" Fang Zheng slammed the table hard. "What are the rules!? Before Banshanfang was renovated, people pooped all over the floor! When I went there, the rules had to be changed! Who the hell dares to poop!"
