As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 57 Nine Clans, All In!
examination room,

In the spacious room, at each desk, the examinees sat upright with frowns on their faces, staring at the test papers in front of them, not daring to write down their answers.

The scientific examinations are extremely rigorous. No corrections are allowed if the answers are wrong, and even an accidental ink dot may be considered cheating.

Think carefully before you write down your answer.

At the examination king's hometown, the latest candidate had already opened his test paper and picked up his pen.

"The prince is a good man~"

He was the last one to enter the examination room, but he got a good seat.

Mingchen sat at the desk, feeling the gentle breeze blowing in from outside the door, and smiled gently.

He knew that this must have been the work of the prince.

Staying up late to go to the Prince's Mansion a few days ago did have some effect.

Although the leader will be admitted to the ICU soon, he hasn't entered yet after all.
It can still give him a lot of help.

Compared with other cautious candidates, he was very relaxed.

For many people, the college entrance examination is a turning point that changes their destiny, but for many people, it is just a more serious exam.

Even if he just got an empty mark on the test paper, the prince would still be able to save him.

At most you'll have to pay some price.

……

The imperial examinations in the Qianyuan period were divided into three parts:
The first test was on the Four Books and Five Classics. These weren't the Confucian classics from Mingchen's previous life, but they were pretty close. They covered the foundational knowledge of the imperial examination, encompassing etiquette, righteousness, history, loyalty to the emperor, and patriotism. These were the primary materials for the examinees, and also the main focus of the Tongshi and Xiangshi exams. However, by the time of the Huishi exam, these areas of examination weight had become less significant.

The second test is policy theory. The questioner gives a piece of factual material, and the candidates analyze it and give policy answers, which accounts for a relatively high proportion.

The third test, which was set by the emperor himself and reviewed personally, accounted for the largest portion of the exam. This test dealt with policy reforms enacted by Xiao Yu, which maximized his power over the selection of civil servants. Since he rarely attended court, this was one of his few busy times.

A long time ago, there was a poetry and song question, but it was cut out.

The emperor at that time believed that there was no connection between being able to write poetry and being able to be an official, and that they were even vaguely mutually exclusive.

Literati used poetry to express literature, emotions, and ideals. Good poets often required boundless inspiration and unbridled romance, which was inconsistent with the pragmatic approach of being an official.

A good poet may not necessarily become a good official. A good official only needs a certain level of literary literacy and does not need to write good poetry.

Mingchen, who was burdened with brilliant culture, missed an opportunity to show off his skills in a subtle way.

He looked at the test paper, picked up the pen and started writing.

What I said to Liu Wang before was of course nonsense, and I guess that little brother Liu Wang was not telling the truth.

Except for some fearless guys with connections, the candidates who can come here can basically pass the first test easily.

The second and third tests are the real tests.

Mingchen finished the first two exams quickly and confidently.

And the last exam,
One question,
Dynasties rise and fall, glory and disgrace, dynasties change, I ask, is there any law that can be immortal forever?
Second question,

Qianyuan is in crisis now, why?

Three questions,

What are the outstanding talents of the candidates?

It seems that the situation is indeed urgent. Even the old emperor is getting anxious, and the questions he asks are quite realistic.

This imperial examination was an exam, but it also incorporated questions from a job interview.

The recruitment of the old emperor has now begun.

Mingchen supported his head and looked quietly at the bright blue sky outside the door.

Beneath the clear sky lies an aging nation, an emperor seeking immortality, a short-lived prince, and a court filled with smog and chaos...

It is in a precarious situation and on the verge of collapse.

Eternal immortality?

After thinking for a while, he picked up the brush, dipped the brush in ink, and let his imagination run wild.

Nine clans, all in!
As the sun sets, time passes quickly while the candidates scratch their heads.

"Sir, I have finished answering." Suddenly, a clear male voice was heard.

……

martial arts arena,
"Zhi!"

The sword rang out and a cold light flashed.

Then, the tip of the sword reached the throat of an officer, and in the next moment, it could pierce through the neck and take his life.

The young man with a stern expression slowly put away his sword and bowed to the examiner in front of him.

The examiner was also horrified and unconsciously touched his throat. This young man was truly amazing.

The dynasty has always valued culture over military power. In addition, the current national situation is critical. He might die in frustration on the battlefield one day, and the merits he has gained might be lost by a few civil officials' nonsense and gossip.

Therefore, compared with the civil service examinations, the number of military examinations is smaller and the examinations are much quieter.

However, this year may be special.

Because there was a special person who came to the scene.

Ling Yu raised his eyebrows and looked in another direction.

Guarded by the imperial guards, the most honorable person of the dynasty sat on the throne, overlooking the candidates in the martial arts arena.

Ling Yu could feel that this monarch, who required her utmost loyalty, was looking at her with a searching gaze.

She knew why.

The master's reputation gave her an unexpected surprise.

This martial arts examination is a test.

As long as she wins, she can go to the north and realize her dream.

She didn't know if she could change the course of the battle, but she didn't want to hide here and do nothing.

She did not come here to gain wealth, honor, or power. This bustling and prosperous Kyoto was not the place she desired.

That cruel and rugged battlefield, the place of bloody fighting, is her home.

The military examination is also divided into three parts:
The first is archery and horse archery, the second is military strategy and battle, and the third is skills and bravery in fighting.

The second test accounts for the largest proportion.

Ling Yu has finished the exam, and she knows that no one present in this year's martial arts exam can compare to her.

This is not arrogance, but fact and confidence.

"My dear brother, I will keep my promise."

She didn't care about the emperor's prying eyes, she just shifted her gaze, looked in another direction, lowered her eyes slightly, and whispered softly.

She knew that the person she cared about was in another direction, also doing his best to complete this test that would determine his future.

"I want to drink."

Feng Xiaozhong treated Ling Yu very well, and the prince, the future leader, also left a good impression on Ling Yu, and her wish became possible to come true.

But Ling Yu has not been happy these days.

For one thing, this prosperous yet veiled capital city increasingly disappointed her. As she peered into the imperial court, she felt like she was stepping into a woven web, each thread and hole connecting people, a suffocating experience.

Secondly...

She missed Mingchen.

Without comparison, there is no harm.

She discovered that not everyone could get along with her as harmoniously and openly as Mingchen.

It turns out that not everyone's words can touch her heart, and not everyone can make her happy and laugh.

The master asked her to make friends with loyal and righteous people, but it seems that loyal and righteous people cannot be considered as close friends...

Unfortunately, Lord Feng has never seen Sister Dai’s lovely smile.

(End of this chapter)