President Hou Wenqing sat in the first place. He looked in his 40s with a beautiful beard, and he looked righteous.
He is a scholar of the Hanlin Academy and is a jinshi in the 24th year of Chengtian. This time, thanks to the grace of Emperor Jiacheng, he is appointed as the president of the Jiyouke Examination in the 9th year of Jiacheng.
Sitting a little down on his right side is Jiang Sizhou, the right servant of the Vice President's Officials Department. This person is older than Hou Wenqing, but he is sitting next to him. This is also because in the past, examiners were only divided into masters and deputy, and did not distinguish between high and low by official position.
After more than a dozen room examiners entered with the examination papers, the door of Hengjian Hall was closed.
It is clear that the sky is clear, but the hall is brightly lit.
This closure means that it will not be reopened until the end of the grading. In the days that followed, nearly 20 adults ate, drank and drank here. Fortunately, this Hengjian Hall was quite large, but there was no shortage of space.
There are twenty table cases in the hall, the first one is a big case, and the lower right side is the big case of the vice president. The bottom two rows are each with nine long cases. The examiners of the eighteenth room, the chief vice president, gathered together.
All the exam papers were exchanged with each other, among which the Spring and Autumn Room was exchanged with the Spring and Autumn Room, and the study room was exchanged with the study room.
The papers of Peng Baoyi's Spring and Autumn Examination Room were handed over to Sun Yuhai. Because the Spring and Autumn Examination Room still had a single room, the two moved out a part and exchanged some with another examination room.
When everything could be settled, Hou Wenqing, who was standing behind the first major case, said solemnly: "You have been an official for many years, and you have been paid by the king. Don't forget your roots. You should not favor personal feelings, not bribe, and take scholars impartially."
Usually, such things are said on such occasions. As for whether anyone listens, or even more, whether the person who speaks listens, only God knows.
However, on the scene, everyone still bowed their hands in salute, and said, "Follow the teachings of the adults."
Then sit down and read the papers.
This sitting down may be a day, during which at most I get up to drink tea, eat, go to the toilet, or rush.
There is an internal offering room in Hengjian Hall, which is exclusively for these examiners to drink tea and drink, and arrange three meals a day. Even at night, they still read at night with the lights on, and until the CEO intervenes, they look like they are conscientious and conscientious.
During this period, it was natural that the room examiner would recommend the papers. Peng Baoyi and Sun Yuhai were adjacent to each other. After seeing him recommend the papers several times, one of them was highly praised by the chief and deputy examiners, thinking that it must be the one he liked.
It seems that this time Huiyuan will come out of his room. Being able to become a Huiyuan, no matter how bad it is, is also a legend. This will be a network of contacts for him in the future, and he will naturally be happy in his heart.
After a few days like this, all the examination papers were reviewed one by one, and a total of 300 main papers and 30 backup papers were taken. These 30 backup volumes are actually just in case. Generally, if there are no other mistakes or omissions in the first 300 copies, they will not be included in the 300, and will only be filled in the sub-list.
The deputy list, also known as the Mingtong list, rose during the Yongle period of the previous dynasty. Those who can be listed on the Mingtong list are also considered tributes, but they are called deputy tributes. Opportunities are generally regarded as tasteless by ambitious people. However, there is a wide range of choices for deputy tribute, and you can still go to the next meeting, and of course you can choose to be assigned as an academic officer. For example, most of the professors and decrees of a certain prefecture or county were born in deputy tribute.
At this time, all the internal and external curtain officials of the Jiyou Branch will gather together in a hall, the hall is brightly lit, and everyone is waiting.
Eighteen room examiners are browsing the 300 main papers, arranging names for this meeting.
When I mention this, it is necessary to talk about the grading standards in the exam, because vegetables and radishes have their own preferences, and not everyone likes an article. From the examiner all the way to the hand of the president, it will be handed over by five or six people, level by level. Each examiner will leave his own opinion on the examination paper, and these opinions are generally represented by 'circle', 'dot', 'vertical' and 'cross'.
If the test paper is recommended, it will post its own comments on the recommended test paper.
Among them, the 'circle' is the best, the 'dot' is the second, the 'vertical' is the second, and the 'fork' is the last stream.
And the ranking is based on these judgments. If there are multiple test papers at the same time that are all 'circles' and cannot be distinguished from top to bottom, then the CEO needs to come up with an idea. Of course, twenty examiners can read it again and make a new judgment.
The three hundred main volumes were quickly divided into several piles, among which the comparable ones were placed separately, and the higher-ranked ones were already ranked.
There are dozens of papers that are comparable to each other, and they are divided into upper, middle and lower grades. At this time, the room examiners already knew which papers came from which room, and naturally they were red-faced because of the ranking.
In the first place, Hou Wenqing placed several papers in front of him. These papers were all circled, representing the first class, and now the first class had to list names. Seeing that the competition was in full swing, he laughed a little: "Okay, you guys, if you really can't tell the difference, just read it again. Look at me, I don't have a lesser length here, and I haven't seen the competition like yours."
There is a lot of humor in these words, and it can be seen that he is in a good mood. In fact, it is normal for him to be in a good mood. Seeing that he has filled out the list today, the list will be released tomorrow. After the list was released, there were 300 more disciples out of thin air, and they were naturally happy.
But the room examiners are different. They can point to more than 20 candidates in a room, and naturally care about the ranking of the room they are in.
After muttering in his heart, he seemed to realize that he had lost his demeanor. The painting styles of the following room examiners have changed suddenly, although they are still arguing, in the end they are no longer as noisy as Caishikou as before.
The world only knows that these court officials are all majestic, but they don't know that they are like this in private. Civil officials like to quarrel the most, arguing in the courtroom, and arguing in the government department and yamen, and everyone is used to it. Don't look at the quarrel at the moment, see you next time after the quarrel, and still smile and salute each other, just pretend that this has never happened.
Soon, the room examiners had already released the results, and Hou Wenqing had already rated the scores of the test papers.
No one raised any objections, after all, he was the president. If the CEO can't be the boss, what can be the CEO
After the ranking is completed, the draft list is filled in, and the examiner fills in the red number of the admission test paper on the draft list according to the ranking.
After the draft list is filled out, the inner and outer curtain officials must gather together to unpack the scrolls. After checking the Zhu ink scrolls one by one, they will open the seals, and write the candidates' names on the Zhu scrolls and the candidates' admission rankings on the ink scrolls. Finally, according to the ranking, the candidates' names and places of origin are filled in on the main list.
When the first-place exam paper was opened, everyone looked at each other in dismay, because the candidate's name was somewhat unfamiliar.
Wu Wenxuan? Where is this sacred
While the examiners who went to the exam were studying the examiners for this meeting, these people were actually studying the examiners, so they were somewhat aware of the few that were in the limelight.
"It seems that this time there is an unpopularity." I don't know who said that.
Hou Wenqing stroked his beard with a smile, and said, "Since ancient times, it has not been all those who are in the limelight who have gained a false reputation.
These words had some meaning, and everyone present knew what Hou Wenqing was talking about. Without him, all of them are a few examples that are in the limelight this time, and two of them have fallen behind.
"What Mr. Hou said is very true." Someone echoed.
As for the people below who did not speak, their eyes flashed and they remained silent.
Although this time Huiyuan is a little-known person, it is a little surprising. In the end, people are also worthy of their name, and naturally no one has any objection.
After filling out the draft list and the full list, the examiners dispersed.
They can't leave the Tribute Court yet, and they can only leave after the Ministry of Rites will send someone to pick up the test paper tomorrow.
Hou Wenqing returned to his room, followed by a man dressed as a scribe.
This clerk was also one of the surveillance officials. He followed Hou Wenqing for surveillance, but judging from his appearance, he seemed to be familiar with Hou Wenqing.
"My lord, but there is no omission, right?"
Hou Wenqing shook his head.
The person immediately breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "In this way, it is easy to explain to the old man."
In the ninth year of Jiacheng, the second day of March.
It was the day when the Ministry of Rites released the list, and before dawn, someone was standing guard in front of Shuntian Gongyuan.
Although after the list is released, there are people who announce the good news everywhere, but at such times, many people still hope to see themselves famous on the list with their own eyes.
In Jing'er Hutong, it was lively at this time.
Because they are very confident in Xue Tingxiang, which means that at least one of the three can win, even Mao Badou and Li Datian are happy.
"Ting Yuan, hurry up, if it's too late, the Gongyuan side won't be able to squeeze in."
"If you can't squeeze in, you can't squeeze in. Anyway, if you hit it, you hit it. If you don't hit it, you still miss it even if you go so early." Xue Tingyan said Shi Shiran.
"It's a little strange for you to say this. How could I hear a bit of dejection? Could it be that you, Xue Jieyuan, also felt uneasy in your heart?" Mao Badou teased.
"You must have heard wrong."
In the end, it was too late, because Zhao'er three had to go too. The reason was Lin Yanran's suggestion, Zhao'er and Xue Tao'er agreed, so they simply handed over the shop to Chen Xiulan to watch, and the three packed up and went out with their men.
But women's homes are more busy, and it is rare to go out, so naturally they have to dress up. Zhao'er didn't pay much attention to this. Recently, she was taken by Lin Yanran and Xue Tao'er, and she also had a bit of a woman's attitude of being a person who pleases herself.
The three men waited until their faces turned black, and then the three women stepped out of the door in bright clothes.
I have to say that this dress is still useful, the three are equally divided, each with its own beauty. The three men immediately changed their faces, especially Mao Badou, who was particularly unpromising, and immediately leaned over to hold Lin Yanran's little hand, smiling straight at Lin Yanran like a pig.
"These Badou are really worthless!" Xue Tingxiang whispered, turned to Zhao'er but said, "You look good in this suit."
"Really good-looking?" Don't look at Zhao'er as an interrogative sentence, but in fact, her brows have already been raised.
Finally, a group of six people, plus a child, went out together.
The child was naturally Hong'er, and he still stayed in the back basket and let his father carry it. It is estimated that there are not many candidates in the world who look at the list like Xue Tingxiang.
Sure enough, when he arrived in front of Shuntian Gongyuan, it attracted the attention of many people.
When Xue Tingxiang and the others arrived, the list had already been released, and the gate of the Gongyuan was so crowded that the needle could not be inserted.
The group sighed and sighed, and finally Mao Badou was ruthless, asking Xue Tingxiang to put Honger down, and the three men squeezed in together.
In the crowd, people squeezed out from time to time, flying all the way and running wildly, it was obvious that it was an Annunciation.
Others were crying for their father and mother, scolding the heavens and the earth, and some were a lot of age, their beards were white, and they cried like a tearful man, and squeezed out of the crowd.
Hong'er asked curiously, "Mother, what happened to this grandpa?"
Zhao'er touched his son's face and whispered, "This grandfather is sad, so he will cry."
"Then what happened to him?"
"… "
In the crowd, Mao Badou and the three struggled to get to the front.
In fact, Mao Badou is still very powerful. With his physique and strength, he is truly an existence that is avoided by humans and gods. He finally got to the front, and went to pull Xue Tingxiang and Li Datian.
The three of them stood still, ignoring the low cursing and scolding around them, and started watching from the beginning along the Xing Bang.
When he saw the words 'Jiaxing, Wu Wenxuan' written on the first line, Xue Tingxiang was stunned on the spot. Naturally, he didn't look down, but Mao Badou and Li Datian called him, and he woke up.
Mao Badou's face was weird, a little angry, a little depressed, and a little hesitant to say anything.
The anger and hesitation were all for Xue Tingxiang, because he quickly scanned it from beginning to end and didn't see Xue Tingxiang's name at all.
As for the depression, it was because of himself, and he didn't see his name, including Li Datian.
In the end, the level of the two is here, Mao Badou has no certainty that he will definitely win. He once estimated to himself that he should become a jinshi, but he did not know when. It may take several exams, or it may take decades.
But Xue Tingxiang didn't win either, which made him very unbelievable. From the husband to the teachers and uncles of Beilu Academy, everyone thinks that Xue Tingxiang is slightly better than Chen Jian. It makes no sense that Chen Jian won the champion, and Tingxiang doesn't even have a jinshi? !
"Ting Yan, don't worry, maybe we missed it, let's look at it again, and then look at it again, maybe we missed it." Mao Badou comforted with a very ugly smile, and went to complain to the people next to him: "There are too many people and it's too noisy. We can't calm down and watch. Do you think it's Datian?"
Li Datian on the side nodded busyly and said, "That's it."
Xue Tingxiang showed a smile: "Okay, Badou, don't look at it, I missed it."
While Mao Badou was talking just now, he had already read the Xingbang list from beginning to end, and he was indeed not on the list. Not only is he anonymous, but Mao Badou and Li Datian are also not.
Having said that, Mao Badou insisted on watching it again, but at this time Xue Tingxiang had already squeezed out of the crowd.
As soon as Zhao'er explained to his son that the old grandfather was crying, he saw Xue Tingxiang walking out of the crowd with a strange appearance.
She groaned in her heart and asked subconsciously, "What's the matter?"
At this time, Mao Badou and Li Datian had already come out. They wanted to say something, but went to see Xue Tingxiang again.
Seeing this, what else is there to understand
Zhao'er smiled: "Did you miss it? If you don't hit it, you won't hit it. It's worth it for you?"
At this time, Xue Tao'er and Lin Yanran also reacted, they were busy echoing by the side, and they also said some comforting words, mainly to comfort their respective men.
Zhao'er walked to Xue Tingxiang and handed Hong'er to him: "Hurry up and hold your son. I've been holding your son for so long, but I'm not too tired."
She stretched her arms and said with a smile: "You don't know, Fang Caihonger asked me 'why does that old man cry', and I told him that the old grandpa cried because of something sad. Don't cry, if you do cry, I don't know how to explain it to my son."
"Recruit..."
"Okay, if you don't hit, you won't hit. It's not that the sky is falling. It's normal to miss. You don't know I've been thinking all this time, if you really hit, I'll definitely faint, and now I finally don't have to worry about it. Hurry up. Let's go back quickly. Xiulan is still alone in the store. Besides, it's getting late, so I have to go back to make lunch. What would you like to eat today? I haven't given it to you for a long time. I've made a pie with meat, will I cook you a meal today? I'll cook a pot of mutton for you, which is your favorite..."
For some reason, Xue Tingxiang's eyes were a little wet.
Zhao'er is always like this, even if he wants to comfort others, he will only fill his mouth with something delicious and drink like a child, so that he doesn't cry.
In fact, when he was a child, he liked to cry the most.
Suddenly, Xue Tingxiang's anxious heart calmed down. Some things that were entangled in his mind and didn't make it clear suddenly became clear.
He pulled Zhao'er and said, "You go back first, I have something to do, I will be back when your meal is ready." After speaking, he put Hong'er into Zhao'er's arms.
"where did you go?"
But it was Xue Tingxiang's back who responded to her.