"Nonsense table!"
Chen Pingping muttered and cursed something, and the leaders of the Overwatch Council by the table watched the dean lose his temper with some fear. Chen Pingping pulled the blanket off her knees, coughed twice, her gray hair was disheveled and unattractive, and said: "The rules in the courtyard are very clear. We cannot interfere with the affairs of the palace unless His Majesty orders it."
Yan Ruohai, the leader of the four places, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "It's just a pity. In the past, we investigated fraud in the imperial examination, but this kind of thing happened in the high school compound. We have insufficient manpower, so it is difficult to find the thread. Today After getting the names of these people for the first time, it is not difficult to find out the officials behind the incident, but it is unexpected that the East Palace will be involved."
The Overwatch Council's internal speech has always been extremely bold and harsh. Apart from their supreme loyalty to His Majesty the Emperor, these spy chiefs don't care about others at all.
Chen Pingping pushed the wheelchair to the window, her gray hair was reflected against the black cloth on the window, it was very distinct, he said coldly: "The fate of this Lord Tisi is really good, His Majesty just decided last night that this year's investigation will be done." For the fraud case, he sent such a gift."
Yan Ruohai was also extremely curious about the commissioner who had never met before, wondering how the other party got those lists, so he replied softly: "It's time to check."
"Hmm." Chen Pingping waved her hand and asked these subordinates to go to various government offices to make arrangements and prepare for a big move in a few days, but Yan Ruohai stayed behind. After a long while, she said coldly: "There are many people who know the identity of the chief. People, so this matter cannot be kept secret at all, His Majesty still wants to save some face for the prince, so let's not touch the people in the East Palace."
"Then the prime minister?" Yan Ruohai suddenly had a flash of inspiration and guessed the identity of the chief, he was a little shocked and speechless.
Chen Pingping squinted her eyes and looked at him: "Since you know who he is, of course you know that his father-in-law cannot move no matter what."
"Actually, none of these people can move." Yan Ruohai said with a wry smile: "Apart from the prince, one is a dignitary in the palace, one is the prime minister, and the other is a senior member of the Privy Council. Our court has always had a good relationship with the military. , we can't tear up the relationship because of these trivial matters."
"Yeah." Chen Pingping snorted through her nose and said, "These three lines must be moved, but don't chase them to the root, otherwise the government and the public will shake, and even His Majesty will not be able to end it. These courtiers may have guessed His Majesty." It is impossible to rule the world's officials poorly because of the fraud case in the examination room, that's why they have been so bold in these years."
He suddenly laughed, but the smile was a bit cold: "But they didn't expect that there are people in the world who are more courageous than them, and they betray so many people with a single backhand."
Yan Ruohai frowned and said, "Fan Tisi's move is very inappropriate, offending so many nobles all at once, how will it end?"
"He's handing over the topic to the old man." Chen Pingping's expression was either angry or manic, but she was not in a good mood: "He knows that the old man won't let him stand on the cusp of the storm, so the reason why he gave this list is that Tell me, he doesn't want to be led by the nose, and wants me to help deal with it!"
Yan Ruohai didn't dare to answer, but he was even more shocked in his heart. What is the relationship between that eldest son of Sinan Bo and Dean Chen? Why dare to act like this? Moreover, judging from the expression on the adult's face, it seems that he is really planning to follow his strategy.
Chen Pingping regained her composure, and suddenly burst out laughing, but the laughter was a bit sharp and unpleasant: "Interesting, indeed interesting."
Yan Ruohai asked curiously: "What good will Fan Tisi do for him?"
"There are always some strange people in this world who don't do things for their own benefit." Chen Pingping didn't know what to think of, and there was a rare expression of respect on her face. This kind of expression, Yan Ruohai even mentioned His Majesty when the dean never seen.
"My lord, please tell me, what level can I reach the highest level of this investigation?"
Chen Pingping raised her head slightly, and said in a cold voice, "Your Majesty thinks that the Guo family has controlled the Ministry of Rites for long enough."
"clear."
"There is no one at the moment, and Mu Tie is not smart enough, so you will take the lead in this matter."
"yes."
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Chun Wei has entered the third round. Fan Xian picked up a warm wet towel and wiped the corners of his eyes. He found that he was indeed a little tired in the past few days, and his eye gums had increased. Looking at those students who were sleeping on the table, I thought that even I, the examiner, worked so hard, these students would be even more pitiful.
Today is the last day of the Chunwei Examination, and Fan Xian has been in the Examination Court of the Second Yamen of the Ministry of Rites for several days. Although the family often brings refreshment and food over, his body and spirit are exhausted to the extreme. He yawned, walked to Yang Wanli's side, and took a closer look. In the past few days, he found that this student named Yang Wanli was very honest, and the things caught in his clothes hadn't moved at all, so he couldn't help being a little happy .
What surprised him even more was that this Yang Wanli had a lot of talent and learning in his chest. Although the few remarks were not done in a subtle way, and his opinions were not in a grandiose way, the victory was practical and not ostentatious. Fan Xian's temper. The report from the unnamed official of the Overwatch Council also came. This Yang Wanli came from a poor family. He studied in Quanzhou Ethnic Studies since he was a child, and his grades in the local examination were also excellent. Fan Xian and him also had an acquaintance with exposing fraud, so he couldn't help but pay more attention. Some.
At this time, Yang Wanli had finished the last test question, and was looking tiredly to see if there were any mistakes. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Mr. Fan coming to him again, and he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.
Although it is in the examination institute, it is naturally impossible for Fan Xian to have a conversation with the candidates, but after a few days of tossing around, Yang Wanli's mind was a little dazed, and he boldly pinched his skirt, and then looked at Fan Xian pitifully. With a glance, it seemed that he was asking the young examiner how he found out about himself when he was outside the examination institute.
Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, thinking that with your talent and learning, is it necessary to use these methods? It was also inconvenient to talk to him, so he just lightly tapped Yang Wanli's bedding with his right index finger.
Yang Wanli was confused, and looked down, only to see the quilt that looked like black jujubes behind him, and then looked at the silk and satin gown that was not washed for several days, but still exuded a noble air. How did the horse's feet show up? Just imagine how a candidate who can afford to wear a washed silk gown would enter the arena with such a roll of black bedding.
He couldn't help laughing naively.
Fan Xian smiled slightly, made up his mind, and walked back with his hands behind his back.
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It was already night, and the examinees gradually left the examination institute of the Ministry of Rites. After several days of torture, everyone was already exhausted, yawning, smelly all over, and looked bewildered. There are still some candidates who are slow to write and are still biting their pens at their desks, while some students are sleeping under the lamp with their clothes on. It's not time yet, so naturally there is no examiner to take care of them.
Suddenly, a gong sounded in Tongtuo Lane beside the Ministry of Rites. The sound of the gong was crisp and clear, as if it wanted to wake up the night covering the capital.
"The hour is up, all students hold their pens."
With a shout, the officials under the Ministry of Rites began to clear the venue, and drove the students who were still holding on to their brushes out of the courtyard. There was an examinee who was at least in his forties, his hair was already grey, but he hadn't finished the test papers. He cried and refused to leave his desk. In the end, he was brutally kicked out by several officials of the Overwatch Council.
After a long time, everyone seemed to be able to hear the candidate's ugly voice, like a ghost crying, echoing outside the examination institute of the Ministry of Rites.
Fan Xian sighed, but there was no sympathy in his heart—this world and that world are the same, what you can do and what you are suitable for actually all depends on your own efforts. It's not that he is an indifferent person, it's just that for him, the exams for these students are over, while his own exams... have just begun.
On the night of the end of the Spring Festival, the papers had to be sealed immediately. This was Fan Xian's job, and the president and the two instructors both sat in the hall and did not dare to leave. They were all waiting for Fan Xian to lead the others to finish. These two formalities are copied with aliases, and then the scrolls can be sealed and marked.
Candles were brightly lit, and the entire second yamen of the Ministry of Rites was busy. In the outer room, dozens of old officials were dividing and sorting the test papers. In the other small room, Fan Xian was rubbing his temples while looking at the two officials of the Ministry of Rites. It's being named.
All the test papers had to be passed in front of Fan Xian before their names were affixed. Fan Xian did not dare to neglect, carefully looked at the names on the papers, and made correspondences with the names on the four slips of paper. After a long time , he had already selected a dozen papers from it, and put them on his right hand unobtrusively.
The two officials of the Ministry of Rituals on his side looked at each other with their heads down, knowing that the dozen or so papers had greeted the important figures in the inner palace.
After finishing the task at hand, Fan Xian waved to the two people, signaling to begin to paste their names. The two officials from the Ministry of Rituals did not dare to neglect, and quickly began to cover the student's name and place of origin on the test paper with paper.
Fan Xian didn't avoid suspicion, he watched carefully, and finally discovered how these officials of the Qing Kingdom did this kind of thing. It turned out that for all the papers he picked out, the paper slips used when he smeared his name would be different. It is slightly shorter than the slips of paper with vague names of ordinary students.
Seeing the officials from the Ministry of Rites solemnly pasting short notes on the test papers he picked out, Fan Xian couldn't help laughing, thinking that if Guo Youzhi knew in the future that not all these test papers were invited by the high officials of the court, how many of them would be there? The assignments are the papers of the really talented people I like, such as that idiot named Yang Wanli-Will Old Man Guo be so angry that he vomits blood
But he didn't know that Guo Shangshu might not even have the chance to vomit blood if his little method fell into the hands of the boss of the Overwatch Council.