The results of the grand examination will not only be announced in Chang'an, but also in the hometowns of candidates who have passed the examination, and their families will be notified.
It can be said that after ten years of hard work, no one asked about it, but once it became famous, it was known all over the world.
Therefore, whether students can pass the exam is really important to the students. Therefore, the heated discussion after the exam continued for many days and did not dissipate.
The restaurants and some elegant places in Chang'an City are as popular as ever.
When Wang Yuanju returned to the inn, the shopkeeper was pulling his little abacus behind the counter. He stopped and said with a smile: "Yuanju, the test is over?"
The latter accepted the favor and said sheepishly: "Shopkeeper, I'm going to find some work with others and find a way to raise enough money for the store. Don't worry, I won't leave Chang'an until the store money is settled."
"No, no, no, Yuan Ju, don't get me wrong, that's not what I meant." The shopkeeper said quickly, "I have already said that you can live here with peace of mind."
"I'm ashamed." Wang Yuanju bowed his hands and thanked him sincerely.
He comes from a poor family, his parents are still alive, and he has two younger sisters. They are both still young. It can be said that his life is very hard. He also needs to scrape together pens and inks for daily study. This time he went to Beijing to take the exam. The family gave him all their money, and he ate hard steamed buns along the way.
Thinking of the ruined temple when he was about to arrive in Chang'an, Wang Yuanju was moved in his heart: "Shopkeeper Zhuo, Yuanju will remember this kindness in his heart."
At that time, the innkeeper was rushing back to Chang'an from a family visit. He met Wang Yuanju who was taking shelter from the rain in a ruined temple. At that time, he was still carefully nibbling half a black steamed bun, holding a letter in his right hand, and studying hard. After some conversation, he returned to Chang'an and took him in.
But when he heard what he said, the innkeeper's heart moved, but he waved his hands repeatedly on his face: "It's just a matter of hands, it's just a matter of hands, what's the point of talking about kindness."
"By the way Yuan Ju, how did you do in this exam?"
"It's hard to say, but I hope it pays off."
...
After the Chang'an exam, all the scholars did not leave, but were all waiting for the results to be released.
The imperial court also acted quickly. After sealing the document, it immediately began to be cross-reviewed by Zhangtai Pavilion and the Ministry of Rites, achieving absolute fairness and justice.
The Academy of Literature is affiliated to Zhangtai Pavilion.
Although Dong Shu was the examiner, he was also marking the papers in person. Not long after, an official submitted an examination paper and said, "Sir, look at this..."
"What's wrong?" Dong Shu frowned slightly, not understanding what the officials meant. Zhangtai Pavilion was full of great scholars, and if someone was thrown into the place casually, he would be at the level of the dean of an academy, and he would not be able to approve it. A test paper?
But after taking a closer look with doubts, he couldn't help but hissed: "What a big gesture, this candidate."
All examination papers are sealed, and no one knows who it is, but it is a broad treatise that not only covers politics and people's livelihood, but also has a far-sighted view of the military.
Seeing this, the official said, "This person writes fluently and is talented, but the content... I dare not review it, so please make your decision."
Dong Shu pondered slightly and said: "What His Majesty said about Lamrim, isn't it just that you can write whatever you want? Don't look at the content of what he wrote, but focus on the main points of the article and the perception of the policy."
He raised his eyes and asked, "Based on the article alone, what do you think?"
The official thought for a moment and said seriously: "The writing is excellent, the momentum is extraordinary, and the discussion is clear."
"Isn't that the end of it?" Dong Shu said: "There is also this handwriting. The writing is really beautiful and pleasing to the eye."
After saying that, he no longer hesitated. He picked up the pen and circled it with a red nail. Good handwriting will also get extra points.
Because it is a cross-review, after Zhangtai Pavilion has completed some reviews, it will be sent to the Ministry of Etiquette at the same time.
The examination paper soon arrived in Yan Ming's hands.
"Good calligraphy!" The latter also praised it, then after thinking about it for a moment, he also circled "A".
During the cross-review process, Yan Ming rarely criticized Zhang Tai Ge. Generally speaking, when someone criticizes A and B over there, they will follow suit here because they all think it is indeed a good article.
Of course, there are some exceptions. For example, when a B2 is awarded over there, a C may be given here.
"Look at this article. Although it is well-crafted, it is flashy and unrealistic. The text is not on topic and the words do not convey the meaning. How did Zhangtai Pavilion give Yi Er? Mr. Dong is so confused..."
Yan Ming shook his head and circled C.
In this way, the marking process lasted more than half a month, and after sorting it out, it was roughly completed.
On this day, the top ten test papers were sent to Xiao Yuan, and the top three were designated.
During lunch, Xiao Yuan also brought these examination papers to Lu Yunyan's bedroom and studied them with his wife.
There is no doubt about the top ten jointly given by Zhangtai Pavilion and the Ministry of Rites.
In terms of talent and learning, Queen Lu was born into a royal family and later became Queen Xuan. She was not only proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also had extraordinary political foresight.
"How did you get it here?" Lu Yunyan was slightly confused.
"Wang sister is better at learning than me, please help me." Xiao Yuan said with a smile.
"Tch, I don't have the ability to write poems while drunk in a brothel. In terms of talent and learning, who can compare with Brother Wang." Lu Yunyan curled his lips.
"Hey, you will remember it for the rest of your life, right?" Xiao Yuan put his arm around Qi Xiang's shoulders and joked.
Lu Yunyan gave him an angry look and then began to examine it carefully.
"This Wang Yuanju is so awesome."
After a moment, she breathed softly, then read the papers carefully, and nodded slowly: "All his test papers are indeed worthy of A-1, and the handwriting is also beautiful."
Then he looked at Xiao Yuan: "Brother Wang, this last piece of Lamrim was also given to Zhangtai Pavilion and the Ministry of Rites. What do you think?"
"A." Xiao Yuan said concisely and to the point: "What does Sister Wang think?"
"Congratulations, Brother Wang." Lu Yunyan said with a smile, "This is the only one with full armor."
Xiao Yuan had carefully read the examination papers of these ten people, and he knew what they were doing. The couple had been busy for a while, and they basically had the same opinion.
In the end, Xiao Yuan determined the top three.
Sichuan and Shu, Wang Yuanju.
Yangzhou, Zhang Jie.
Yuzhang, Ren Qitang.
Among them, Zhang Jie received an A grade in each volume, and only Lamrim received a B grade.
Ren Qitang was rated A-level in Lamrim and the rest, but only received a B-2 in poetry and fu.
And Wang Yuanju is in full armor.
These are the top three, but the top pick, second pick, and third overall pick have not yet been determined. The final advice from the three of them is still needed.
After finishing his business, Xiao Yuan put away the examination paper and held Lu Yunyan's little hand.
The latter also leaned lightly on his shoulder and said gently and tenderly: "Brother Wang, God has been good to me and allowed me to find my beloved. I just want to stay with you like this and watch the child grow up... ..."
But before she finished speaking, Xiao Yuan reached out with his right hand and picked her up.
Her tender words below were interrupted and turned into a soft cry: "Brother Wang, what are you doing..."
The two people's names have become accustomed to each other and have not changed.
Xiao Yuan didn't say anything, kissed her on her delicate face, and walked to the bed with her in his arms.
"You're going to be immoral during the day again." Lu Yunyan pinched him, her cheeks turned red.
Xiao Yuan chuckled, leaned over and kissed her. His hands began to move up his waist, grasping the softness.
She is still so beautiful, her beautiful eyes are blurry and charming.
"Brother Wang..."
"kindness?"
"Husband..."
