If you look at the scrap of paper with very little difference in length when the name is blurred, you will definitely not see anything weird, but if the official who copied it knows it well, he will definitely be able to tell the difference. Fan Xian saw that Yang Wanli's paper was pasted with a short piece of paper, and his mood became very good for no reason. He shook his head with a smile, and couldn't help asking: "Even if it was picked out, but when transcribing, how can I do it?" make a mark?"
The official next to him smiled a little embarrassedly, knowing that this newly promoted celebrity still didn't understand the rules, Xiaoyi replied: "Master Fan, as long as you work hard on the strokes of certain characters when transcribing, then The adults who approved the papers will naturally understand."
Fan Xian suddenly realized, and praised: "In this way, even if the adults who approve the papers don't know who they are, as long as they know they are the right ones."
"Yes, my lord." The official of the Ministry of Rites replied very politely, but in his heart he felt that this young man with shocking talent didn't even know these old rules in the officialdom.
Who knows that at this time Fan Xian was also secretly scolding these people for being stupid. If the officials of the Qing Kingdom were not too arrogant, this old rule full of loopholes could have been followed for so many years. of readers to do something.
Of course, he also understands that the reason why the entire bureaucratic and powerful organization has always acquiesced to this method is because in this matter, regardless of whether they are political opponents or not, they have all acquiesced to this method of dividing watermelons. None of the officials dared to cause more trouble.
In fact, Donggong and those elders, even the prime minister, had other means to arrange this matter, but they all found him by coincidence. On the other hand, apart from Prime Minister Lin, the other parties all had to see what kind of attitude Fan Xian had.
Fan Xian's attitude is actually very simple: fuck you. After all, not everyone is as idle as Fan Xian, after all, not everyone has a good father like Fan Xian, the Iron Fan Princess Niu mother.
After a busy night, Chun Wei, who could determine the lives of countless scholars, finally drew a sign of rest. Rubbing their sleepy eyes, many officials gathered in the main hall, listening to the speech of Mr. Guo Youzhi, the chief executive officer of Chunwei this time, Minister of Rites.
After some uninspired rhetoric and lies about collecting information for the country, Guo Youzhi waved the lower-level officials away in a bit of distress, then looked kindly at Fan Xian and said, "Master Fan has worked hard these few days."
"Don't dare." Fan Xian forced himself to smile and said, "Your Excellency dare not speak bitterly, let alone the officer is young."
Guo Youzhi smiled and said: "Everyone has worked hard." In fact, several senior officials present at this time knew what the inside story of the Chunwei was, and it was not only Guo Youzhi and the two instructors who benefited from it, even Fan Xian didn't know about it. In the past few days, someone had already sent a share of the silver he deserved to Fan's residence. That amount is actually more terrifying than the half-year income of Danbo Bookstore.
After several days of examinations, the entire examination hall was filled with a foul smell of yellow and white things. Fan Xian stood on the stone steps, covered his nose with his hands, and took a last look at the dark examination hall. A satisfied smile appeared on his face. He has been in this world for many years. He only knows that he wants to live, but he doesn't know how he should live. It wasn't until he made up his mind to do this that he realized that being a good person in the universal sense feels It's really good.
Of course, good guy doesn't mean pedantic nice guy.
Officials from the three ministries had already collected the test papers, and under the leadership of the Huangmen eunuch in the palace, and under the protection of the Ouchi guards and the Secret Agents of the Overwatch Council, a group of people walked through the almost white night sky of Kyoto to the Taixue. Within a few days, the batch of test papers with dubious names will be reviewed, and then the top three candidates will be drawn up, and then sent to the imperial palace for examination, so as to judge the champion, second place, and third flower this time...
Fan Xian left the stinking examination hall, and there was already a carriage from the Fan Mansion waiting at the gate. After getting into the carriage, he took the towel handed over by Fujiko Jing, wiped his face indiscriminately, and asked a little tiredly, "Does father have any opinions on my actions?"
"No." Teng Zijing moved his injured thigh and replied softly: "It's just that the master seems a little unhappy. I always feel that the young master should inform the prime minister in advance, and the scope of this matter is too wide. If you really provoke public anger, I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult for Xiang Ye and the old man to protect you."
Fan Xian smiled and didn't say anything. He thought that there was an Overwatch Council behind him, and more importantly, Chen Pingping had Wang Qinian tell him that His Majesty was going to rectify the administration of officials this year, and he was just following the trend. It is estimated that Chen Pingping is scolding herself for causing trouble on the surface at this time, but in her heart she is secretly happy that she finally has a reason to do it.
Fan Xian just provided a reason to the Overwatch Council, and then the Overwatch Council put this reason in front of His Majesty for the emperor to make a decision. As for the crown prince and Ning Cairen, Fan Xian had other arrangements. When he was aliasing before, no matter whether it was the East Palace or the first prince's entrusted person, Fan Xian chose a few talented and learned names to hide for a little protection. , can be regarded as an explanation to the other party.
After the matter came out, Fan Xian wanted people to feel that he was not partial to any side of the government when he did this, but was just a pure literati, based on some sour obsession, he made a " Noble" and crazy decision.
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In the next few days, the situation in Kyoto was calm. Now that Fan Xian had leaked the news, the hidden powers of the Overwatch Council began to cooperate. At least until the list of the top three was released, there was no shocking news in the officialdom, and finally the top three was decided. The people that Fan Xian stuffed in secretly were not picked out. It was obvious that in the Taixue and the Ministry of Rites, there was the eyeliner of that scary old man, Chen Pingping, who secretly helped Fan Xian hide.
As for Guo Youzhi's high-ranking officials, perhaps because they had done too much fraud in the examination hall in the past few years, and they had big masters like the Eastern Palace as their backers, so they obviously didn't pay enough attention, and they didn't see such an obvious problem.
On February 22, the spring branches on both sides of the road are gradually unfolding, and the birds on the branches are forming happy pairs. It is the best time of spring full of joy. In the inn not far from Taixue on the west side of Kyoto, students from all over the world who were waiting for the news gathered downstairs in a panic. All my mind was on hearing the news.
"Nothing." A student from Shandong Road smiled wryly and shook his head, "I guess this time it's still nothing."
"Brother Jialin, why did you say that?" The student sitting next to him had a slightly dark complexion. It was Yang Wanli who had eye contact with Fan Xian in the examination hall.
He is from Quanzhou, and often makes a living by the sea, which is very different from those gifted scholars who were born in a wealthy family and spent the first half of their lives in the school. It can be seen that he was in a very relaxed mood. He took a chopstick of old aldehyde soaked peanuts from the table and ate them. The writing is extremely wonderful, and after reading it a few days ago, everyone was full of praise. As for the younger brother, he is not good at this, and his writing skills are not good enough. Although he is confident that he is enough, he definitely has no chance of being on the list."
That Cheng Jialin is from Shandong Road, and this is the third time he has participated in the exam. He said with a wry smile and said in a low voice, "Don't you and I not know about these things? There are only so many people who take each subject. How many are entrusted by the officials, how many are appointed by the palace, and how many students are selected by the Taixue. People like us who come from other places may be famous in their hometown, but what are they in this capital? Even if the court wants to find a few Talented people act as a foil to block the mouths of the world's scholars, and there are a lot of famous people in Beijing to choose from, so it's never our turn."
Another scholar on the wine table had a thin face, he didn't look like a lucky person, maybe he drank too much, and he couldn't vent his depression, so he spoke very boldly, and sneered: "Brother Jialin's statement is right, I think It’s better not to pass this imperial examination in the future, lest the two of you have to waste so much money on travel expenses. What kind of bullshit will try, it’s just that the high-ranking officials in the court are picking dogs for themselves!”
Cheng Jialin's complexion darkened, but then he was slightly frightened, and advised: "Brother Ji Chang, keep your voice down, if you let the spies of the Overwatch Council listen, don't tell us about your career and my official career, I'm afraid you may even have problems with your life. "
That brother Ji Chang, surnamed Hou, is also a weird person who doesn't like to follow the path of the powerful. Although he is famous in Beijing for his talent and has always been as famous as He Zongyu, but because of his sharp mouth and temperament, he has always been a little lonely. Hearing my friend's worrying words at this time, I couldn't help laughing and said: "Although the Overwatch Council is terrifying, how can those spies look down on you and me, little people? If they are really powerful, why don't they keep an eye on the fraud cases in the examination room?" ?”
Yang Wanli shook his head and said: "Although the Overwatch Council has always had a very bad reputation, it is indeed extremely useful in supervising the administration of officials."
Hou Jichang waved his fingers and said, "How can there be an innocent person in the official family? If you put your hope in the Overwatch Council, you are not seeking skin from a tiger."
Yang Wanli retorted: "Officials are also selected from among the scholars, how could they be all bad people, I think..." For a while, he couldn't find a person with a clear name among the famous officials in the capital, so he couldn't help being a little hesitant. Then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "I think Master Fengzheng Fan Xian is an excellent official."
The two friends beside him naturally knew that Yang Wanli was caught by Mr. Fan in his clothes, and they couldn't help laughing in unison: "It turns out that if you pass the exam, you will be a good official. It's really easy to be a good official."
The three of them chatted and laughed a few more times, and as the wine got drunker, they inevitably began to curse in a low voice for the abuses in the imperial court, and then went back to the front. If the Overwatch Council is really willing to thoroughly investigate the abuses, the atmosphere in the examination room may really improve.
At this moment, they suddenly heard a commotion outside the inn, and the three of them stood up curiously, listening to a scholar shouting ecstatically: "The case of fraud in the examination room has occurred, and Guo Youzhi, Minister of the Ministry of Rites, has been taken from his post and sent to prison!"
Boom! Spring thunder exploded over the capital, and a burst of fresh spring rain fell on the students inside and outside the inn.