Although most of the questions are expected and Yang Yun is confident, he is concerned about his future, so how dare he be careless?

Hurry up the ink, spread out the white roll, and after pondering, he started writing.''

There are a lot of blank test papers on the seats, and there is no need to consider every word, which saves effort. Just verify it again in the end and copy it onto the test paper.

Yang Yun was immersed in the sea of ​​topics composed of classics, history, and collections of literature and literature. He pondered hard, and before he knew it, the sun came to the center.

"It's lunch time! You can rest and have a meal for the time being!" Yang Yun woke up unconsciously until the invigilator's voice came. At this time, he looked at the table and saw that there was a bamboo basket next to him at some point. He thought it was placed by the civil servant, and he was immersed in the text, and he had just discovered it now.

When I lifted it up, a refreshing smell of food came to my face, and my stomach was also roaring.

I saw a few dried scallion cakes in the basket, which were slightly golden and exuded an attractive aroma, which was seductive.

This basket is relatively small, except for scallion pancakes, there are only a few steamed buns and a pot of water.

Yang Yun knew that the peasant scholars were weak and were prone to problems when they were eating greasy foods, so the examiner only took these.

Because she sat in the compartment, she didn't know what other scholars were like, Yang Yun didn't care about these things. As the time was enough, she stopped writing and started using mid-salt meals - it was still early to finish. If she didn't eat some now, she would be so hungry that she was dizzy in the afternoon and didn't even have the strength to pick up the pen. How about the exam?

Yang Yun's family is not rich. He lived a hard life when he was a child. He thought these dry cakes and steamed buns tasted bad, but he didn't know how the real families felt.

After eating and taking a short rest, Yang Yun was devoted to writing nervously again.

In the afternoon, although the weather is sunny, it still feels a little chilling in winter.

Yang Yun finished answering the question of the name calculation and was about to copy it when he saw several civil servants and yamen runners walking by in a hurry. After a while, he turned around again, and he was still holding his own face, his face pale and a scholar.

"I'm afraid it's because of my weak constitution and a hurry to take the exam, so I don't need to eat in Chinese. It's still winter. Although there is sun outside, it's still cold. How can I stand it? Alas... it's a pity!"

Yang Yun watched the yamen runners pass by, and a complex look appeared in his eyes. If he had been here before, he would probably end up like the scholar who was sent out of the examination room.

"Oh, the things in the world are so wonderful..." Yang Yun sighed, then his eyes turned to his own test questions.

"After answering the Ming Cunning Subject, all the test papers were completed this time. Next, check that they are correct and copy them..."

Yang Yun checked his test paper. Seeing that the answer was correct, he changed several inappropriate places. He read it through several times, and nodded and started copying.

Yang Yun himself has outstanding calligraphy, and now he has received guidance from his uncle. He knows that the reviewer may not be able to read every test paper carefully, and he specifically shows his skills in calligraphy and attracts his attention.

All these strokes are made of iron and silver hooks, which are very interesting.

After Yang Yun finished copying and spreading the paper, he saw that the handwriting was neat and arranged neatly, which was even more neat and clear than what was printed in the bookstore. "By my word, as long as the invigilator does not intend to target it, there will be no reason to lose his eyes..."

I read it again, and halfway through, I heard the sound of invigilating the exam:

"The time is here! The scholar stopped writing!"

Yang Yun was stunned, raised his head and saw the light rays. It turned out that it was already evening before he knew it.

"The scholar appears! The writer will be disqualified on the spot. Don't make mistakes on your own!"

Yang Yun followed the crowd and walked out of the government office. Sometimes he could hear a few crying sounds. It was the sound of the soldiers forcibly staying away. His forehead tightened, and he felt a bit sad about the death of a rabbit and fox.

The moment he stepped out of the government gate, Yang Yun looked back at the vermilion gate, with a golden plaque: "I don't know when, can I, Yang Yun, officially become the master of this place?"

There is no imperial examination in the world of big-minded people, and everyone does not think that looking back is unlucky. Most of them are learning from Yang Yun and reluctant to leave the government office. In the future, the imperial examination venues will inevitably be changed. Apart from being guilty or becoming officials, it is difficult for them to step into this place.

At this time, there were many vendors gathered outside the government office, some even brought simple tables, chairs, benches, and stalls to sell some food.

Although Yang Yun had eaten it at noon, he was still hungry until now, so he came to a stall selling vegetarian chicken noodles, ordered a bowl of vegetarian chicken noodles, and started eating slowly.

The stall owner is an old man with a simple smile, his big hands are covered with calluses and flour, and his craftsmanship is sophisticated.

The flour seems to be mixed with eggs. The noodles are very fragrant and elastic. Yang Yun ate them very quickly and picked up a few pieces of vegetarian chicken. It is also very delicious and full of meat.

Yang Yun sat in the noodle stall and ate noodles. Sometimes he looked up and admired the excited or depressed expressions of the scholars coming out, and felt that the world was full of things, but that was the case.

...

Although the government examination was over, many scholars still stayed in Jianye, waiting for news.

With the anxiety of many scholars, more than ten days passed without realizing it.

In the Duke of Wu's Mansion, Song Yu sat upright and asked Song Si and He Dongming below: "You two presided over the house examination, so that the situation could be reported so that I can have a clear idea..."

Song Si was the doctor of the official department, and He Dongming was the doctor of the official department. Song Yu gave the imperial examination matter to them.

Song Si and He Dongming looked at each other, but He Dongming took a step forward and reported: "Report to the lord! The 25th day of the palace examination, Jianye counted 1,237 scholars who took the exam, and the remaining governments had a total of 7,796 scholars. The total number of scholars who took the exam exceeded 9,000, which was a grand event in the literary world..."

"Today, the review of each government has ended, and the result is that it is reported by a fast horse, waiting for the lord's decision!" He Dongming said, and handed over a list.

Song Yu glanced at the dense names of people on it. These were the scholars who took the exam this time. Although there were hundreds, they were still a minority for the nine thousand scholars.

Especially Jianye, as a prefecture city, has the most literary style, the most scholars, and the most fierce competition.

Song Yu browsed the list of Jianye scholars and saw Yang Yun’s name, and couldn’t help but smile secretly: “This person is destined to be with me!”

He was unable to separate himself. When the regime was first established, all major events came, so he could only delegate the power of election to various prefectures. Anyway, the foundation was first established, and most of the subordinates were still thinking about making contributions and working diligently. In the final state examination, Song Yu personally checked it, so he couldn't make any fork.

Then he said, "I believe in the Lords of all the prefectures, so let's make a decision like this!"

Take out the seal and cover it.

The jade seals of Wuhou in the past naturally did not need to be sealed. At this time, the large seals were made of green jade and engraved with the "Treasure of Wu Kingdom", which were bound by the authority of Song jade.

Song Si's expression was a little solemn, and he said out: "Although the system of imperial examinations and awarding officials can introduce talents, it also has its disadvantages. It is really inappropriate for the son of a poor farmer to become an official in one go..." The implication was that Song Yusansi was asked, who was a member of a noble family, and instinctively became a little hostile to the system of imperial examinations.

"Song Si, do you really think so?" Song Yu asked, stopping his hand.

Although the sound was still dull, Song Si's hair was falling and his palms were sweating.

Seeing Song Si like this, Song Yu smiled: "Although the scholar is treated like a lieutenant, he has no official position. He can only go to the government office to receive a portion of rice and meat every month as a support for his study! This is actually not a cost and has no impact."

"Only after passing the state examination and becoming a juren can you be qualified to become an official. If you do not take office at this time, your salary will be equivalent to the history of the rituals. If you take office, you will be awarded the title of the ninth rank of official..."

"A poor scholars studied hard for ten years and broke out from nearly ten thousand scholars, so they had the opportunity to become officials. In comparison, as long as the children of aristocratic families are under their guise and recommended, they will immediately have a seventh-rank and eighth-rank official position, and can even go directly to the fifth-rank Huangtang. Compared with this, what is this?"

"This public imperial examination system is for the sake of the world's hegemony and for the great cause of our Song family. Song Si is also a member of the Song family. Do you still understand this choice?"

At the end, Song Yu's face turned cold and his voice was harsh!

"I don't dare!" Although I didn't know what I was thinking, Song Si immediately knelt down and apologized.

He kowtowed again and said, "The lord is far-sighted and his subordinates are ignorant for a while. Please forgive me!"

"Since that's the case, you go down and do the imperial examination well. Do you understand?" Song Yu said. He knew that Song Si had many aristocratic families behind this action, and even the shadows of the Song and Shen clans. But what about this? If you don't accept poor families, how can you get so many talents to govern the place and compete with the aristocratic families? How can you fight to dominate the world and achieve a true dragon?

This is a decision that has been made long ago. Whoever dares to stop it will be wiped out by thunder!

Song Si's face was pale and he retreated with trembling.

At this time, no one stopped him. Song Yu printed the big seal with red mud and sealed it heavily on the list!

boom!!!

Just as the seal of Duke of Wu fell, Song Yu's luck was greatly boosted, and a large mass of red and white aura appeared, dispersing into strands, sprinkling all over Wuzhou.

"This is the luck that Wu Kingdom gave to the scholars. It's good to have white and red!"

Song Yu thought to himself that to reward scholars, if you want to use your own material strength, you will naturally consume luck, especially the first to be the imperial examination. There is great resistance to doing things, and the more luck you need, but this is not without rewards.

Song Yu opened his divine eyes and saw that as the luck of awarding scholars declined, a little red and white aura emerged from all over Wuzhou, feeding back to his own luck.

Although this aura is small, it is dotted and continuous, with even gold and blue in the middle, which makes Song Yu feel very happy.

"There are talents in the poor farmer's family! Now the pearls are obtained by me, and they are great kindness!"

Once this luck comes in and out, not only does it not lose, but it makes a big profit. Song Yu's eyes also contain joy.
Chapter completed!