Joy of Life

~ Date: ~09月20日~

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If you look at it casually, you can't see anything weird, but if you are a copy of the official, you will be able to distinguish it. Fan Xian looked at Yang Wanli's paper and got a short piece of paper. He felt very good in nowhere. He shook his head with a smile and couldn't help but ask: "If you pick it out, but when you transcribe, how? make a mark?"

The official around him smiled a little embarrassedly, knowing that the new red man still didn't know much about the rules. He replied in a small way: "Xiao Fan is an adult. When copying, he only needs to work on some strokes. The adults of the batch will naturally understand."

Fan Xian suddenly realized and admired: "This way even if the adults of the batch do not know who it is, but only know that it is the right person."

"Yeah, adults." The officials of the Ministry of Rites replied politely, but they were in the heart of the young man who was shocked by the name, but they didn't even know the old rules in the officialdom.

I don’t know if Fan is also stupid in the stomach at this time. If the officials of the Qing State are too arrogant, the old rules of this loophole can continue to follow so many years, and it is impossible for them to exploit the loopholes. The readers do something.

Of course, he also understands that the reason why the entire bureaucratic authority has always defaulted to this method is because in this matter, whether it is a political enemy or not, the means of dividing the watermelon has been acquiesced, except for the madman, within the system. No one in the officials dares to have more trouble.

In fact, Donggong and the old masters, even the prime ministers, have other means to arrange this matter, but they all found him in the same place. First, because Zhongzhonglang is the name, it is an important step in the link. On the other hand, in addition to Lin Zaixiang, these other parties must look at what attitude is Fan Leisure.

Fan’s attitude is actually very simple: go to your mother. After all, not everyone is as busy as Fan Xian, but after all, not everyone like Fan Xian has a good father, iron fan princess mother.

Busy overnight, the spring that can determine the life of countless scholars has finally put on a rest symbol. Many officials are holding their sleepy eyes. Gathered in the main hall, listening to the president of the spring 闱, the rites of the book, Guo Yanzhi, adults.

After some unspoken rhetoric and a lie for the country, Guo Weizhi waved some of the lower-level bureaucrats, and then looked at Fan Xian and said: "Xiao Fan’s adult has worked hard for a few days."

"Don't dare." Fan Xianqiang made a spirit and laughed: "The adults don't dare to complain, not to mention the younger officer."

Guo Xiaozhi smiled and said: "Everyone is working hard." In fact, several senior officials present at the meeting understand that this spring's inner feelings are more competitive, and not only Guo Yuzhi and two divisions have benefited from it. Even Fan Xian didn't know that in the past few days, someone had sent a silver he deserved to Fan Fu. That number is actually more terrible than the income of the bookstore for half a year.

After several days of trials, the entire examination center was filled with the smell of yellow and white, and Fan was standing on the stone steps. Rubbing his nose with his hand, and finally glanced at the dark test room, a very satisfying smile appeared on his face. He has been in this world for many years, only knowing that he wants to live. I didn't know how I should live. After I decided to do this, I realized that it was really good to be a good person in the universal sense.

Of course, a good person is not a good old man.

The three officials have gathered the test papers. Under the leadership of the Huangmen **** in the palace, under the protection of the secret guards of the inner guards and the supervision courts, the group went through the night sky of Kyoto to go to school. Within a few days, the batch of papers after the transcript will be reviewed, so that the candidates of the top three will be drawn up and sent to the Imperial Palace to test the champion, the flower, the second eye...

Fan has left the scented examination hall, and the carriage of Fanfu is waiting at the entrance of the courtyard. After getting on the carriage, he took the towel that Fujiko Kyoko had handed over, and wiped his face indiscriminately. Some tired asked: "Does my father have any opinions on my approach?"

"No." Fujiko said that he had moved his injured thigh and whispered: "It’s just that the lord seems to be somewhat unhappy. He always feels that the young master should know with the prime minister in advance, and the scope of the matter is too wide. If you really get angry, I am afraid that it is extremely difficult for me to pay back to you."

Fan Xiao smiled and said nothing. He thought that there was a supervision institute behind him. What is more important is that Chen Pingping let Wang Qiian pass the message. His Majesty is preparing to rectify this year. He is just taking advantage of the situation. It is estimated that Chen Pingping is arrogant at this time, but in his heart, he finally has a head start.

Fan Xian only gave the Supervisory School a reason, and then the Supervisory School placed this reason in front of His Majesty and let the Emperor make a decision. As for the Prince and Ning Cairen, Fan Xian has another arrangement. When he was previously acquainted, whether it was the Donggong or the big prince’s petitioner, Fan Xian chose a few names that were learned and hidden. It is also a confession to the other party.

After the things came out, Fan Xian wanted to make people feel that doing this thing is not biased in which side of the political affairs, but just a pure literati, based on some kind of sour obsession, made a " Gao Jie" and crazy decision.

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In the next few days, the weather in Kyoto was calm. Since Fan Xian had already exploded, the forces hidden in the secret of the supervision institute began to cooperate. At least until the list of the top three came out, there was no news of horror that was uploaded in the officialdom, and finally the top three, Fans who sneaked in and sneaked in were not removed. It is obvious that in the Taixue and Li Fa, there is the eye of Chen Pingping’s horrible old man, who secretly helps Fan Hidden.

The high-ranking officials of Guo Weizhi may have done too well in the past few years, and there are big masters like Donggong behind them, so the attention is obviously not enough. The competition does not see such obvious problems.

On February 22nd, the spring branches on both sides of the road gradually spread, and the birds on the branches became a pair of joys, which was the best time for the joyful spring. Located in the inn on the west side of Kyoto, not far from Taixue, the students who waited for the news gathered in the downstairs, and there was no wine on the table. Therefore, these students had no intention of eating at this time. The mind is all on the inquiring message.

"Nothing." A Shandong Road student smiled and shook his head: "It is estimated that there is no drama this time."

“What happened to Jialin’s brother?” The student sitting next to him was slightly black, and it was Yang Wanli who had a look at Fan’s in the examination room.

He is from Quanzhou, and he often seeks to live at the seaside. It is very different from the talented scholars who have lived in the book and spent the first half of their life in the library. It can be seen that his mood is extremely relaxed. He took a chopsticks from the table and eaten the old aldehyde foam peanuts. While chewing, he was vague and said: "Jia Lin brother is a famous figure in Shandong Road. The writing was wonderful, and everyone was very praised after reading it in the past few days. As for the younger brother, he was not good at this, and his writing skills were not good. Although he was confident that the county was enough, there was absolutely no possibility to be on the list."

The Cheng Jialin came from Shandong Road. This is the third time he has participated in the test. He smiled and said, "I don't know these things. You only have so many people in each subject. The staff asked a few, the palace is a few, too many students to learn. Like us from outside, maybe some fame in my hometown, but what is it in this Beijing? Even if the court wants to find a few Talented people make a foil to block the mouth of the world, and there are also a lot of famous people in Beijing. How can we not come to our heads?"

On the wine table, another person on the table is lean and looks like a blessed person. Maybe it is a lot of drinking. There is a stagnation in the chest. Therefore, the speech is extremely bold. He sneered: "Jia Linxiong said it is good, I see This section will not be tested again in the future, lest you both have to waste this money to make a toll. What **** will try, but the high-ranking officials are picking their own dogs!"

Cheng Jia’s face was a glimpse, but then he was slightly afraid. He advised: “Ji Chang’s voice is smaller. If you listen to the army’s secret agent, don’t say how you are, I’m afraid that even your family’s life will be problematic.”

The monk is often a geek who does not like to take the path of power. Although he has a good name in Beijing, he has always been the same as He Zongqi, but because of his sharp mouth and the temper, he has been somewhat lonely. At this time, listening to friends worried about the words, could not help but laughed: "Although the supervision of the hospital is horrible, but how can those secret agents be able to afford you and me? If they are really powerful, why not go to the crimes on the field ?"

Yang Wanli shook his head: "Although the hospital has always been very poor in word of mouth, it is indeed very useful in supervising the rule of law."

Hou Ji often puts his fingers on his head: "Where is the official white? If you look forward to the supervision, you are not trying to hide with the tiger."

Yang Wanli retorted: "The official is also selected among the scholars. It may be all bad people. I see..." For a time, he was not able to find a famous official in Kyoto. Afterwards, my eyes suddenly said: "I see that learning too much is a good official. It is a very good official."

The two friends around him naturally knew that Yang Wanli had been caught in the clothes by Xiaofan adults. He couldn’t help but laughed at the same time: "It’s a good official to let you finish the exam. This good official is really simple."

The three people laughed a few more times, and the wine gradually went to the head. It was inevitable that they began to whisper the ills of the imperial court, and then pulled back to the front. If the supervision institute is willing to investigate the case, the subject may be better.

At this moment, I heard a burst of stunned outside the inn, and the three curiously stood up and listened to the ecstasy of the scholars outside the scene: "The crimes in the field were sent out, and the clerics of the book, Guo Yanzhi, went to jail!"

A bang! Chunlei screamed in the sky above Kyoto, and a burst of fresh spring rain sprinkled on the students inside and outside the inn.

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